EUGENE“You do know that everything we've done will eventually catch up with us, Mr Bryan will eventually wake up, and he'll know that he didn't make you the heiress." Mom said as we drove home."Yes, but we'll get what we want in the end. If most of the investors even like me, he might end up making me the heiress." “But for now, let's just enjoy the moment, everyone now knows me as the current heiress of the Lancaster's empire, it feels too good to be true." I chuckled, using my hand to fan myself.Mom smirked too, but I could still see worry lurking in her eyes and her shoulders weren't relaxed either.“Mom, just calm down. Trust me this time around, we'll come out victorious this time around.” I assured her."Let's just hope. What was Shawna saying back then anyway?” Mom changed the topic."Trash, just like she is,” I stated."She's going crazy, first she came into the conference room and declared herself as the heiress, then she called you an imposter, isn't it funny?” she said.
KYLEI walked out of the house with Damien before me, he didn't acknowledge me at first till I followed him to his car, that was when he stopped and looked back.“What is it, Kyle?" He asked me.“I'm going with you." I declared simply. "What's your concern with what I'm going there to do now?” He asked me back. "I'm going there with you, and that's final.”He was so calm, nothing like what Damien always looks like whenever it comes to an issue concerning the both of us.“It's none of my concern anyway. You'll continue with what you want to do with Eugene once I've handed her the file, just don't disturb me." He said then got into his car.I squeezed my fists tight as anger thrummed through me with what he just said, his mentioning the file made me even more angry, I'm meant to be the one who gets married to Eugene, she's my girlfriend.And how the hell is Eugene the heiress to the Lancaster empire I don't know. She didn't deem it fit to inform me even with how we've been discussing
EUGENE“Uh, can you stay here please, I need to have a conversation with Kyle. When I come back, we can discuss what you came here for." I said to Damien as I got outside.“No problem, just make it quick. I have other things to do." He said and started looking at his phone immediately.I ran out of the house after Kyle, he was about to get into his car when I went to jump before him.“Get out of my way, Eugene." He ordered me.“No, we need to talk," I said, crossing my arm over my chest.“How about you go in there and talk to the person you were talking to before you noticed that I even came with him?” He asked back, almost snapping.“Why are you being this way, Kyle? You should know already that I do most of the things I do for a reason, you should know that there's a reason I was giving him preferential treatment over you in there.” I said."Really? And why were you being that way with him if I may ask." He asked, looking at me with his jaw clenched.“I'm going to get something from
SHAWNA“Mom, are you okay?" Jasper asked me, his voice broke my line of thoughts.“Of course baby, why wouldn't I be? I'm very fine." I squeezed out a smile at him, he looked at me like he knew I was lying."Then why weren't you answering me when I called from the door? Is anything bothering you, mom?”"Come here.” I dragged him to myself and hugged him, I placed a kiss on his hair as I tried to force back the tears that were pricking my eyes."I'm fine, honey. I was just thinking about something concerning work which I'll figure out in no time, you have nothing to worry about.” I assured him."Okay, I trust you.” He smiled at me."So, how has school been with your brother?” Phoebe still can't go to school, for now, she's still healing.“School is fine, all of our classmates are very nice to us, we even made some new friends. Phoebe will like it there." He sounds so certain.“That’s very good, I'm glad you're making new friends there. Now, where's your brother?"“He's with Phoebe." He
SHAWNAI watched them both with my mouth agape, they were both laughing out their butts as though they were saying the funniest thing in the world.“Honestly, I can't wait. She said we'd meet on Monday for the final contract, which would seal the fake deal she doesn't know she just greedily signed." Mr Robert said.“The funniest thing is how eager you said she was to be working with you, we put up some good impression to the outside world though.” the other man laughed.Their laughter was so disgusting that I just wanted to bash their heads together with how much they were deriving joy from another person's misery.“I have to do something," I whispered to Liam.“You want to confront them? You're sure you want to do that?" He asked me back.“I don't have a choice, what they're doing is not good and they need to be called out for it," I said back.“You think they don't know that already? What you're about to do can turn out to be more risky than you'd think, I'd say we should just leave
DAMIEN“Aren't you coming anymore? I've been expecting you." Eugene's voice came on my phone for the umpteenth time this morning.It's safe to say that I've had a not-too-good morning already because her annoying voice was all I kept hearing.“I'm on your street already, you'll see me soon," I said and ended the call.Her call woke me up this morning, she called to tell me that she had drafted out the contract agreement and I had to come pick it up so I could sign.She has been disturbing me ever since I started to think that she's talking about me coming for another thing and not just the contract.Just as I got to her house premises, a familiar car drove past me, it looked like the car of the guy that's always around Shawna, it was even the one of I'm not mistaken.I honked when I got to the big gates of her house which was opened for me almost immediately.I parked my car haphazardly since I won't be spending too much time here anyway.Just as I got out of my car, I saw two guards
SHAWNAI brought down my phone immediately and looked at him with my heart aching like it had just been trampled upon by something really heavy.He was looking at me like I just said the funniest joke of the year.“I'm not joking," I said to him plainly but I doubt that did anything to him.He continued laughing but this time he was more controlled, it wasn't that mocking laughter, it was the one that was just normal.I've never felt more embarrassed, I felt like entering the ground or just hiding away somewhere in shame.“That can't be true, it has to be a joke. Lancaster is just too wild, you didn't even stop at your father's company, you jumped right at Lancaster.” He laughed once more."But I'm not even joking, why would I lie about something like that? Do I look like a liar to you?”He coughed into his hand and cleared his throat, he drank some water to clear his throat too. "I'm not saying you're lying, you're joking. Say something else, just not that, I know that can't be true
SHAWNAI got to the penthouse and Liam was there, waiting for me just like he said.“What are we going to do now? I don't even know what to do at this point, she fucking threw me out of her house when I went there." I rasped.“She threw you out of the house? I told you that I wanted to go with you but you refused, that lady needs to be put in her place.” Liam said with anger on his face.“That's why we need to get into that event she's organizing, we need to get in. That way, we might get something from the party, it might be one of the shareholders who control the company, I just need to meet someone." I said.“How do we get in then? How about I call the girl grandfather told me is my assistant? Maybe she can help me with something." I suggested.There's still no word from the lawyer and grandfather isn't waking up anytime soon.“You think she'll help?" He asked.“I'll just try." I shrugged and brought out my phone.I scrolled through my contact list for her phone number, i don't rem
SHAWNAI watched as Damien loaded the last of the suitcases into the car, his movements quick and efficient. There was something about the way he handled everything that made me smile. He had a way of taking charge, but at the same time, he always made sure I was comfortable with every decision."You know," I said, folding my arms and leaning against the car. "I never thought I'd be this excited to leave. But I am."Damien turned to me, a smirk playing on his lips. "Oh? And here I thought you’d be all sentimental and teary-eyed about leaving everything behind."I shook my head. "Not a chance. I’m ready for a fresh start. No baggage, no bad memories, no regrets. Just you, me, and a new beginning."His smirk widened, and he pulled me close. "That’s what I love about you, Shawna. No hesitation. No second-guessing. Just full speed ahead."I looked up at him and grinned. "Speaking of full speed ahead, you do realize you haven’t mentioned any honeymoon plans, right?"Damien blinked, then ru
SHAWNAThe day had been long and full of emotions. Damien had disappeared early in the morning with the kids, leaving me to spend time with my mother. I appreciated the quiet moments with her, but I couldn't shake the curiosity about where he had gone. He hadn’t said much before leaving, just kissed my forehead and told me he had plans.Later in the day, I was surprised when Damien’s mother showed up at the house. I had expected tension, maybe another disagreement, but instead, she looked almost... apologetic.“I owe you an apology,” she said, sitting across from me in the living room.I blinked, surprised. “For what?”“For how I spoke to you yesterday. I wasn’t being fair. I was so caught up in my own vision of the wedding that I didn’t stop to consider what you and Damien truly wanted.”I exhaled softly, the weight of our previous conversation still lingering. “I appreciate you saying that.”She sighed. “I see how much Damien loves you, how much the kids adore you. I was wrong to tr
DAMIENI stood in the middle of the beach, the sound of the waves crashing against the shore filling the air. The sun was beginning its descent, casting a golden glow over everything. It was perfect. Simple yet breathtaking, just the way I knew Shawna would love it.The gentle breeze carried the salty scent of the ocean, blending with the faint fragrance of the flowers we had carefully arranged along the aisle. White chairs stood neatly in rows, facing the beautifully decorated arch where we would say our vows. Fairy lights twinkled in the early evening light, creating a magical ambiance. The entire setting was intimate, just family and a few close friends, exactly what I wanted for Shawna.“Dad, are we sure this is enough?” Phoebe asked, looking around with excitement. Her small hands clutched onto the hem of her dress as she took in the scene.I turned to her with a smile, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder.“It’s perfect,” I assured her, ruffling her hair. “Your mom doesn’t
SHAWNAWalking into Damien’s house, I felt a mix of nerves and determination swirling inside me. This conversation with his mother needed to happen. I couldn’t keep pretending to be okay with her making every decision for our wedding.As we stepped into the living room, his mother turned to face us, her expression unreadable. “To what do I owe this visit?” she asked, her tone clipped.I took a deep breath and smiled politely. “I wanted to talk to you about the wedding.”Her eyes narrowed slightly. “Oh? Have you finally realized that I know what’s best?”I shook my head. “Actually, no. I wanted to let you know that the plans I have for the wedding are different from what you want.”Damien shifted beside me, but he didn’t say anything. This was my fight to handle, and he knew it.His mother exhaled sharply, clearly displeased. “Go on,” she said reluctantly, folding her arms across her chest.“I want a beach wedding,” I announced, watching her closely for a reaction.Her brows lifted. “A
DAMIENI watched Shawna pace back and forth, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. The frustration in her eyes was impossible to miss, and I hated seeing her like this.“Maybe,” I said carefully, “we’re moving too fast with everything.”She stopped mid-step and turned to look at me, her lips pressing together in thought.“Are you saying you don’t want the wedding anymore?” she asked, her voice softer than before, but there was an edge to it.I shook my head. “No. That’s not what I’m saying at all. I want to marry you, Shawna. I just don’t want you to feel overwhelmed by all of this. If you need a break, we can take a step back.”She let out a deep sigh, running a hand through her hair. “I do want the wedding, Damien. I really do. But I feel like we need to change our environment. Just get away from everything, from everyone. Just for a little while, so we can focus on us.”I studied her, understanding exactly what she meant. “You mean away from my mother.”She gave me a pointed loo
DAMIENI watched Shawna pace back and forth, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. The frustration in her eyes was impossible to miss, and I hated seeing her like this.“Maybe,” I said carefully, “we’re moving too fast with everything.”She stopped mid-step and turned to look at me, her lips pressing together in thought.“Are you saying you don’t want the wedding anymore?” she asked, her voice softer than before, but there was an edge to it.I shook my head. “No. That’s not what I’m saying at all. I want to marry you, Shawna. I just don’t want you to feel overwhelmed by all of this. If you need a break, we can take a step back.”She let out a deep sigh, running a hand through her hair. “I do want the wedding, Damien. I really do. But I feel like we need to change our environment. Just get away from everything, from everyone. Just for a little while, so we can focus on us.”I studied her, understanding exactly what she meant. “You mean away from my mother.”She gave me a pointed loo
DAMIENI watched Shawna pace back and forth, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. The frustration in her eyes was impossible to miss, and I hated seeing her like this.“Maybe,” I said carefully, “we’re moving too fast with everything.”She stopped mid-step and turned to look at me, her lips pressing together in thought.“Are you saying you don’t want the wedding anymore?” she asked, her voice softer than before, but there was an edge to it.I shook my head. “No. That’s not what I’m saying at all. I want to marry you, Shawna. I just don’t want you to feel overwhelmed by all of this. If you need a break, we can take a step back.”She let out a deep sigh, running a hand through her hair. “I do want the wedding, Damien. I really do. But I feel like we need to change our environment. Just get away from everything, from everyone. Just for a little while, so we can focus on us.”I studied her, understanding exactly what she meant. “You mean away from my mother.”She gave me a pointed loo
DAMIENThe moment I walked in, Mom turned to face me, arms crossed, her expression already set in irritation.“What did you say to Shawna?” I asked, my voice calm but firm.She scoffed, shaking her head. “Oh, so now I’m the villain?”“I didn’t say that,” I replied, crossing my arms as well. “I just want to know what happened.”She let out a dry laugh, her eyes flashing. “You should be certain you want to marry her, Damien. It seems like she’s still holding onto the past.”I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to stay composed. “You’re not making things any easier by controlling every little thing about our wedding. This is supposed to be for us, not you.”“For us?” she repeated, her voice laced with disbelief. “You mean for her. Because it seems to me that she’s getting everything her way while I’m being cast aside. Do you think that’s fair?”I exhaled sharply. “Mom, Shawna isn’t trying to push you out. She just wants to have a say in her own wedding.”Mom scoffed again. “A small wedding?
SHAWNAI could feel the weight of it all pressing down on me. The constant decisions, the expectations that seemed to build up faster than I could keep track of. I just wanted a small wedding, simple and quiet, with the people who mattered most. But it felt like every step I took toward what I wanted was met with resistance.“Shawna, you need to speak up if you’re not being treated the way you deserve,” my mother had said earlier, concern thick in her voice. “You can’t let them walk all over you.”“I’m not being walked all over,” I’d snapped back, though I wasn’t sure if that was entirely true. “It’s just... the wedding. It’s a lot of pressure.”She sighed, her hand resting gently on my shoulder. “I know it’s a big deal, but you need to be honest about what you want, honey. If they’re making you uncomfortable—”“I’m fine, Mom,” I cut in, though I wasn’t. “I just want a small wedding. Is that too much to ask?”“Nothing wrong with that,” she said, squeezing my shoulder. “You deserve to