George barged in without knocking shocking Andrew and Astrid,he walked in and held Astrid's hand attempting to drag her away from Andrews' grip but Andrew's grip was stronger.
George continued dragging not minding if it was hurting her or not, his goal was to take Astrid back to The Smiths mansion "Let her go" George said when he discovered that he wasn't winning at all Astrid gripped unto Andrews' neck for support as she was being pulled by George. Andrew stood up releasing Astrid because he understood it was hurtful. "Why are you here" Andrew asked "I'm here to take what belongs to me" "There's no ring on a finger that says she is yours and there's no tag on her which says she belongs to you. "Andrew!!" Astrid screamed in tears as George squeezed her hand too tight. "Let her go!" Andrew replied. " This is none of your business. I'm tired of letting you use who belongs to me and you wants to get married to her while I wasn't even a single chance to do anything,do you know how that makes me feel" George replied and Andrew started feeling annoyed. "Let her go now!" George released Astrid,reached out and squeeze Andrews' neck intending to strangle him and make him beg for his life. "George stop!!" Astrid pleaded and George smiled thinking he was winning. "He stole you away from me and planted his seed in you and you're begging me to let him go. Are you human at all? He separated us and you're pleading on his behalf, George cackled. Andrew reached out and squeezed his hand with force making George to feel an enormous pain he had never felt before he had never felt in his entire life because of that he released Andrew neck. Andrew squeezed his neck and pinned him on his desk,squeezing both his neck and hand simultaneously making it impossible for George to breathe not to mention talk . Astrid didn't like the sight, if Andrew continued like this he would end up killing George. George was being stupid and unreasonable how could the anyone in a right senses walk into a battlefield unprepared Andrew was two times bigger than George he's even older than George and George things he can strangle and do with one hand how stupid does that sound and you please stop please after pleaded making. "Andrew please stop!!" Astrid pleaded make Andrew calm down and release him "Now get out of here before I continue from where I stopped Andrew threatened threatened and George stumbled on his way out. "Where are you hurt"Andrew asked Astrid as he knelt on the floor and examined her hands especially where George's hand held her tightly. "I'm fine " Astrid replied. "Are you sure" "Yes!" Astrid replied and Andrew scooped her into his arms and placed her on the couch making Astrid wonder if there was anything wrongs with her legs. George hurried into his car, he had to rush to the hospital that jerk Andrew just twisted his pinky and he broke it now he needs medical attention. It hurts like hell "Andrew felt so proud fight for belong for what doesn't belong to him how dare he?" When George got back from the hospital he went straight home.Andrew had annoyed him,Mrs Thompson on the other hand failed to raise the money for the tape, he's not giving them time anymore it's time to make them pay. He walked in and met his father relaxed going through some newspapers . He sat next to him. " I want to get married" George uttered interrupting the calm atmosphere, making Mr Smith wonder what was wrong with George,what did he encounter out there? "Are you done partying? What's the rush with marriage. I remember that you said that,so what changed??" "Nothing,I want to get married to my fiancee. Astrid Walton " "That's good " "No it's not, everything was fine until the night of our engagement party,she slept with Mr Thompson, Mira's fiance and now she's pregnant for him!" "Nonsense are you serious about what you're saying, I hope you're not slandering someone because you would bear the consequences and I hope you know who's involved" Mr Smith warned "Yes I know that someone is involved, it's Mr Thompson but I'm telling the truth I found it recently that she's carrying his child meanwhile she's still engaged to me" George said sadly. "Outrageous how dare she so that's why Mrs Thompson asked you to cancel the engagement " "Yes" "That's good then,cancel the engagement because you can't get married to slut or someone who's this slutty to be your wife? What If she cheats on you while you guys are married?" Mr Smith questioned. " Dad! I like her, I have feelings for her right from when we were little we were always together, it's just that our feelings have gotten stronger. I can't lose her this way,you can only imagine how much I love her I could die for her." George explained. "Do you plan to let her give birth to Mr Thompson's child while she's married to you? So will you really let this happen?" "She'll abort the child" "Do you think she would agree to it,do you think the Thompson's would let her do it. Their first heir?" "I don't know but..." "You don't understand the depth of this situation, cancel the engagement and I'll throw you another one, better than before and this time with someone who's worthy to be a member of the Smiths. Someone who wouldn't jeopardize our identity, someone who's worthy to be your fiancé, someone who's worthy to bear your heir..." "Astrid Walton is worthy of all that. Dad I love her deeply,I can't just give her up to the Thompson's. That's a cowardly behavior " "She's your first one and I get that but sometimes it s better to let someone go,you just need some self-reflection and you would know what to do. With time you would get over her." Mr Smith patted his back and stood up. George knew that his father wasn't getting the point at all,so he'd have to call his mother who's hot-headed because he can't lose Astrid like that.Mira was happy regarding the news of George's wedding to Astrid. She knew within herself that she would finally get Andrew, and nothing would be in her way. Suddenly, she remembered the pregnancy - Astrid was still pregnant. How could she forget something so crucial, something so important like that? She really needed to find a way to cleanse Astrid of such impurities, she thought.She drove home feeling happy - although she had urgent work to continue. That didn't stop her, because she would be so powerful soon, and no one would dare mess with her. As expected, she was thoroughly searched before she was. She stepped out of the car and handed the keys to the doorman, instructing him to park it for her. As she gathered her belongings, her mind wandered to the events that had transpired earlier. The news of George's wedding to Astrid still lingered, fueling her determination.After being thoroughly searched, she entered the building, her heels clicking against the marble floor. The w
She knocked on Mira's room.And Mira opened it.Mrs Thompson was shocked that Mira was already dressed for work.She was also happy to see Mira's devotion to her father's company, just like Andrew.A sense of pride swelled within her.She was sure Mira would make a good CEO."I want to talk to you briefly," Mrs Thompson said calmly.Her voice was measured."Oh, good morning, ma'am. Please come in and have a seat."The words hung in the air.When Mrs Thompson was seated, she invited Mira to sit beside her.Mira sat down.Her eyes locked onto Mrs Thompson's.Sensing what Mrs Thompson was about to say.Mrs Thompson's calm demeanor was unlike her usual self."I want to talk to you about something," Mrs Thompson began.Her words trailed off."I just hope you'll take it calmly, okay?"The silence stretched out."I'm listening," Mira replied.Her voice was steady.Mrs Thompson picked up Mira's hand and held it in hers."Look, I know this isn't what you wanted to hear," she said gently.Her e
Mira's mind was racing. The thought of losing everything she'd ever dreamed of, becoming a laughingstock, and facing public ridicule was driving her to the brink of madness. "What did I do wrong?" she asked herself, frustration etched on her face.She couldn't bear to go online, where posts mocked her and her followers ridiculed her. Even her friends had turned against her. The engagement to Andrew, once the epitome of her success, was now crumbling. The embarrassing online tantrums, the tagged pictures – all for nothing.A bitter laugh escaped her lips as she thought about the cruel irony. Her sister, Astrid, was marrying Andrew next week, while Mira's own engagement was being called off this week.Desperate for answers, Mira dialed George's number. But he ended the call abruptly. She tried again, only to be met with the same dismissive response."What's going on?" Mira wondered, annoyance growing within her. George had always prioritized her calls and texts, responding promptly. Thi
"You are only permitted to assist your husband at work," Mrs Thompson said, her voice firm but controlled. "I didn't work; I only assisted my husband with work. When he died, I took over the family business and trained Andrew."Astrid's eyes narrowed. "Well, I'm not married yet, so I'm free to work."Mrs Thompson's expression turned stern, her eyes flashing with disapproval. "You're not going to any place called work. You're getting married next week, yet you don't know the basics."A pause hung in the air, heavy with tension."Do you plan to disgrace us on that day?" Mrs Thompson continued, her voice dripping with disdain. "That day is a big day for the Thompsons and the Waltons."Ashley felt a surge of defiance. "I know how to behave," she said, her voice steady.Mrs Thompson's gaze lingered on Astrid, as if searching for weakness. "I've assigned someone to teach you how to behave."The air seemed to thicken, the silence oppressive."I know how to walk properly in heels or my weddin
Andrew swiftly signed the contract, reassuring Astrid with a gentle smile. Together, they proceeded with the wedding, their tension easing.As Mrs. Thompson exited, her wary glance swept the room, anticipating Mira's potential disruption. To prevent chaos, she had doubled the wedding security, ensuring extra precautions.Astrid marveled at her transformation, twirling elegantly in her stunning wedding gown. She took a moment to capture memories, posing for photos before joining her father at the ceremony.As they entered, Andrew's gaze locked onto Astrid, captivated by her dazzling smile. Every aspect of her entranced him – her poise, beauty and innocence.At the altar, their eyes met, and Astrid's cheeks flushed softly, still grasping the surreal reality of marrying Andrew.The vow exchange commenced, with the adorable ring bearer presenting the rings. Andrew revealed black wedding bands, his eyes sparkling with surprise. Astrid's eyes widened, intrigued.Just then, George and his mo
Andrew and Astrid's morning began in strained silence at the dining table. The absence of even a perfunctory greeting hung heavy in the air. Andrew's envisioned married life, once filled with promise, now seemed irreparably fractured.After breakfast, Andrew made his way to Sir Galton's club, his emotions simmering. The elder's unwelcome presence at his wedding still rankled. "What brings you here?" Sir Galton inquired, his tone tinged with amusement."You attended my wedding uninvited," Andrew replied, his voice laced with irritation. "You weren't even on the guest list."Sir Gallton chuckled, seemingly unperturbed. "As your surrogate father, I hardly require an invitation. Your father's passing left a void, and I've taken it upon myself to guide you."Andrew's anger flared, his words dripping with venom. "You're not my father. His loyalty to your organization cost him his life. That's sufficient reason to despise you."Sir Galton's smile faltered, his expression turning somber. "Let
Andrew's eyes searched Astrid's face, confusion etched on his own. Why had she pulled away? He rubbed his forehead, feeling the weight of his heart. Astrid's tears flowed freely, her body shaking uncontrollably. Andrew's arms enveloped her, offering comfort. "It's okay," he whispered softly, his voice trembling with empathy.Astrid's voice trembled, "I'm sorry I failed you." The hospital room doors creaked open, and the head of marketing hesitated before entering. "Sir, I...I'm sorry to interrupt." Andrew nodded, and the man continued, "An anonymous user uploaded a video of Miss Astrid online. It's...going viral." Astrid's gaze lifted, horror flickering across her face.The video played, showing her being forced to take abortion pills. The comments section scrolled by, a blur of vicious accusations and photoshopped images. Astrid's fingers clenched Andrew's shirt, her nails digging deep. "We've seen enough," he said softly, dismissing the marketing head. Astrid's whisper was barely au
Andrew's eyes blazed with fury as he towered over Sir Galton's desk. "Don't play dumb!" he spat. "I know you're behind this. The video, the threats... Astrid's safety is at stake."Sir Galton's expression transformed from surprise to calculating calm. "Andrew, you're jumping to conclusions," he said smoothly.Andrew's voice dropped to a menacing growl. "I'll uncover the truth. You're going down, Sir Galton."Sir Galton snorted, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes. "You're so predictable, Andrew. You'll do anything to protect your precious Astrid."Andrew's fists clenched. "What do you know about her?"Sir Galton leaned back, steepling his fingers. "More than you think. She's... complicated. And you're just a pawn in her game."Andrew's grip on Sir Galton's neck relaxed slightly, allowing him to gasp for air. Sir Galton's face remained crimson, his eyes bulging."You're... playing... with fire, Andrew," Sir Galton choked out, his voice laced with malice. "I'm not afraid because if
Andrew's eyes blazed with fury as he towered over Sir Galton's desk. "Don't play dumb!" he spat. "I know you're behind this. The video, the threats... Astrid's safety is at stake."Sir Galton's expression transformed from surprise to calculating calm. "Andrew, you're jumping to conclusions," he said smoothly.Andrew's voice dropped to a menacing growl. "I'll uncover the truth. You're going down, Sir Galton."Sir Galton snorted, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes. "You're so predictable, Andrew. You'll do anything to protect your precious Astrid."Andrew's fists clenched. "What do you know about her?"Sir Galton leaned back, steepling his fingers. "More than you think. She's... complicated. And you're just a pawn in her game."Andrew's grip on Sir Galton's neck relaxed slightly, allowing him to gasp for air. Sir Galton's face remained crimson, his eyes bulging."You're... playing... with fire, Andrew," Sir Galton choked out, his voice laced with malice. "I'm not afraid because if
Andrew's eyes searched Astrid's face, confusion etched on his own. Why had she pulled away? He rubbed his forehead, feeling the weight of his heart. Astrid's tears flowed freely, her body shaking uncontrollably. Andrew's arms enveloped her, offering comfort. "It's okay," he whispered softly, his voice trembling with empathy.Astrid's voice trembled, "I'm sorry I failed you." The hospital room doors creaked open, and the head of marketing hesitated before entering. "Sir, I...I'm sorry to interrupt." Andrew nodded, and the man continued, "An anonymous user uploaded a video of Miss Astrid online. It's...going viral." Astrid's gaze lifted, horror flickering across her face.The video played, showing her being forced to take abortion pills. The comments section scrolled by, a blur of vicious accusations and photoshopped images. Astrid's fingers clenched Andrew's shirt, her nails digging deep. "We've seen enough," he said softly, dismissing the marketing head. Astrid's whisper was barely au
Andrew and Astrid's morning began in strained silence at the dining table. The absence of even a perfunctory greeting hung heavy in the air. Andrew's envisioned married life, once filled with promise, now seemed irreparably fractured.After breakfast, Andrew made his way to Sir Galton's club, his emotions simmering. The elder's unwelcome presence at his wedding still rankled. "What brings you here?" Sir Galton inquired, his tone tinged with amusement."You attended my wedding uninvited," Andrew replied, his voice laced with irritation. "You weren't even on the guest list."Sir Gallton chuckled, seemingly unperturbed. "As your surrogate father, I hardly require an invitation. Your father's passing left a void, and I've taken it upon myself to guide you."Andrew's anger flared, his words dripping with venom. "You're not my father. His loyalty to your organization cost him his life. That's sufficient reason to despise you."Sir Galton's smile faltered, his expression turning somber. "Let
Andrew swiftly signed the contract, reassuring Astrid with a gentle smile. Together, they proceeded with the wedding, their tension easing.As Mrs. Thompson exited, her wary glance swept the room, anticipating Mira's potential disruption. To prevent chaos, she had doubled the wedding security, ensuring extra precautions.Astrid marveled at her transformation, twirling elegantly in her stunning wedding gown. She took a moment to capture memories, posing for photos before joining her father at the ceremony.As they entered, Andrew's gaze locked onto Astrid, captivated by her dazzling smile. Every aspect of her entranced him – her poise, beauty and innocence.At the altar, their eyes met, and Astrid's cheeks flushed softly, still grasping the surreal reality of marrying Andrew.The vow exchange commenced, with the adorable ring bearer presenting the rings. Andrew revealed black wedding bands, his eyes sparkling with surprise. Astrid's eyes widened, intrigued.Just then, George and his mo
"You are only permitted to assist your husband at work," Mrs Thompson said, her voice firm but controlled. "I didn't work; I only assisted my husband with work. When he died, I took over the family business and trained Andrew."Astrid's eyes narrowed. "Well, I'm not married yet, so I'm free to work."Mrs Thompson's expression turned stern, her eyes flashing with disapproval. "You're not going to any place called work. You're getting married next week, yet you don't know the basics."A pause hung in the air, heavy with tension."Do you plan to disgrace us on that day?" Mrs Thompson continued, her voice dripping with disdain. "That day is a big day for the Thompsons and the Waltons."Ashley felt a surge of defiance. "I know how to behave," she said, her voice steady.Mrs Thompson's gaze lingered on Astrid, as if searching for weakness. "I've assigned someone to teach you how to behave."The air seemed to thicken, the silence oppressive."I know how to walk properly in heels or my weddin
Mira's mind was racing. The thought of losing everything she'd ever dreamed of, becoming a laughingstock, and facing public ridicule was driving her to the brink of madness. "What did I do wrong?" she asked herself, frustration etched on her face.She couldn't bear to go online, where posts mocked her and her followers ridiculed her. Even her friends had turned against her. The engagement to Andrew, once the epitome of her success, was now crumbling. The embarrassing online tantrums, the tagged pictures – all for nothing.A bitter laugh escaped her lips as she thought about the cruel irony. Her sister, Astrid, was marrying Andrew next week, while Mira's own engagement was being called off this week.Desperate for answers, Mira dialed George's number. But he ended the call abruptly. She tried again, only to be met with the same dismissive response."What's going on?" Mira wondered, annoyance growing within her. George had always prioritized her calls and texts, responding promptly. Thi
She knocked on Mira's room.And Mira opened it.Mrs Thompson was shocked that Mira was already dressed for work.She was also happy to see Mira's devotion to her father's company, just like Andrew.A sense of pride swelled within her.She was sure Mira would make a good CEO."I want to talk to you briefly," Mrs Thompson said calmly.Her voice was measured."Oh, good morning, ma'am. Please come in and have a seat."The words hung in the air.When Mrs Thompson was seated, she invited Mira to sit beside her.Mira sat down.Her eyes locked onto Mrs Thompson's.Sensing what Mrs Thompson was about to say.Mrs Thompson's calm demeanor was unlike her usual self."I want to talk to you about something," Mrs Thompson began.Her words trailed off."I just hope you'll take it calmly, okay?"The silence stretched out."I'm listening," Mira replied.Her voice was steady.Mrs Thompson picked up Mira's hand and held it in hers."Look, I know this isn't what you wanted to hear," she said gently.Her e
Mira was happy regarding the news of George's wedding to Astrid. She knew within herself that she would finally get Andrew, and nothing would be in her way. Suddenly, she remembered the pregnancy - Astrid was still pregnant. How could she forget something so crucial, something so important like that? She really needed to find a way to cleanse Astrid of such impurities, she thought.She drove home feeling happy - although she had urgent work to continue. That didn't stop her, because she would be so powerful soon, and no one would dare mess with her. As expected, she was thoroughly searched before she was. She stepped out of the car and handed the keys to the doorman, instructing him to park it for her. As she gathered her belongings, her mind wandered to the events that had transpired earlier. The news of George's wedding to Astrid still lingered, fueling her determination.After being thoroughly searched, she entered the building, her heels clicking against the marble floor. The w
George barged in without knocking shocking Andrew and Astrid,he walked in and held Astrid's hand attempting to drag her away from Andrews' grip but Andrew's grip was stronger. George continued dragging not minding if it was hurting her or not, his goal was to take Astrid back to The Smiths mansion "Let her go" George said when he discovered that he wasn't winning at all Astrid gripped unto Andrews' neck for support as she was being pulled by George. Andrew stood up releasing Astrid because he understood it was hurtful."Why are you here" Andrew asked "I'm here to take what belongs to me""There's no ring on a finger that says she is yours and there's no tag on her which says she belongs to you."Andrew!!" Astrid screamed in tears as George squeezed her hand too tight."Let her go!" Andrew replied." This is none of your business. I'm tired of letting you use who belongs to me and you wants to get married to her while I wasn't even a single chance to do anything,do you know how that