From how Joyce had whitened, Martin knew there was more, especially when he saw a figure at the entrance.“Turn around Joyce, I'm already here,” she heard Dylan say. Time did not permit her to absorb the shock when she turned around to see the man holding a bouquet of roses. Without closing the gap between them, he stood at the entrance and spoke a little louder, like he wanted everyone to hear what he had to say.“I’m sorry Joyce, but you still have to agree that Taylor was a prick right?”Dylan asked victoriously. He was dressed in a black suit, most probably from the office but Joyce had no idea how he knew that she was there. This was the first time she came to an outrageously expensive restaurant and at the same time, the two exes showed up. Joyce was emotionally exhausted. The best answer to a fool was silence and Joyce chose that option. She rose to her feet but didn’t utter a word.It worked well with Taylor but for Dylan, she couldn’t tell. He had faked a piece of evidence fo
Martin didn’t start the ignition instantly and gazed at Joyce intently. She looked lost. “See, I was just joking but since you didn’t refuse, you are my girlfriend from today,” he confirmed. He had no intention of going back on his words anymore.Joyce felt as if she had just been awoken from a trance. She was too shocked to react and he took it as an affirmation from her. Martin was greatly feared at Crown Towers but Joyce never thought he could be like this.“Mr. Stone, I never thought you to be so funny. How can I be your girlfriend when you don’t even know me?” She asked with a smile. For all she knew, it was impossible and he was still joking.Martin realized it was going to be a long conversation to convince her so he started the ignition and stepped on the accelerator before he referenced, “Your best friend got married without knowing her man.”Joyce figured out where this was going, and decided to make it bare. “Avery is different. I’m a woman with baggage and from my experienc
Avery was upset when the intercom in Anderson’s office began to ring unstoppable. With his head buried in between her thighs and her release close, she groaned in annoyance when he pulled away. “Don’t move,” he warned her in a deep sensual voice, turned around, and walked a few steps away from the table where he had positioned and was feasting on her deliciously. Seeing him equally annoyed, she smiled and pouted, while waiting patiently for him to continue from where he stopped. “What?” Anderson barked in annoyance when he answered the phone.The receptionist was startled by where she sat as if he stood in front of her and she could understand his annoyance. He had warned her to not disturb him but this project was among the ones he marked as urgent a few hours ago and told her to immediately relay everything concerning it directly to him.“Mr. Baker is here with the final report for the first half of the…”“Alright.” Anderson cut her off and hung up the phone. He knew what he told
Avery didn’t have friends in the company and neither was Scarlet in the same rank as her so she was skeptical. Moreover, Joyce was acting strange. “Why did she send me a gift?” Avery asked, confused.When Scarlet came to drop the gift, Joyce asked what it was but Scarlet said that it wasn’t her business. For that reason, Joyce didn’t want to get involved and neither was she going to tell Avery about how rude Scarlet was. Nature would just have to take its course. “I don’t know. Unless you want to ask her but you haven’t even checked what it is,” Joyce forced a smile and said.Avery lifted the cover of the box. “Cupcakes,” she exclaimed but her eyes darkened. During her first year in college, one of her colleagues invited the whole class to her birthday party. The cupcakes looked attractive, just like this one, she ate a lot and nothing else.Not even a drink. Unknown to her, she was secretly videoed as being a gluttony who couldn’t afford common cupcakes. The video circulated very we
“It seems that you have company,” Martin teased as soon as he pressed stop the ignition. Joyce smiled but it was a nervous one. Her house wasn’t gated so the two cars had already occupied the paved area, forcing Martin to park by the side of the road since the remaining space was covered with lawns and hedges. Martin went around to open the door for her and she stepped down. Since no one had stepped down from the two cars, she could already tell that they were inside the house. The fact that two of her exes were in her house saying whatever they wanted to her mother when another man followed her was scary. “Nervous?’ Martin asked since she hadn’t uttered a word. “Yes,” Joyce answered truthfully. Not knowing how to face the two men together, she was grateful that Martin was here. Martin smiled at her and said proudly, “Don’t forget that your boyfriend is here. You can leave the talking to me,” he said in that domineering tone that always made her feel hot. She was just realizing
The woman stood there innocently with dark brown curly hair, just like Joyce’s, except that Joyce’s hair was longer. Apart from being of the same height, they didn’t have any other common features. The middle-aged woman saw nothing wrong with her statement and neither was she surprised by how agitated her daughter was. Martin had just wasted 100k which meant that he was loaded. She wasn’t asking for a mansion but just a modern house around that price or a little more. Men like Martin wouldn’t give for free. Joyce might pay the price differently so she wasn’t remorseful. Also, for her inability to enjoy many healthy days, she desired to spend the few she had in unforgettable ways till she was no more. Martin wasn’t concerned about the request but the fact that the woman didn’t bother to ask how he was faring or the intent of his relationship with her daughter before making her demand. No wonder Joyce was reluctant for him to meet her mother. “Mum, this is too much,” Joyce couldn’t h
Joyce was so embarrassed that she couldn’t look Martin in the eyes. It was obvious that her mother had indeed placed demands on Martin but as to what exactly, she was even more concerned. This was the first time in a long time that she saw her mother smile so brightly like a child but one thing remained, how could her mother be so shameless to encourage her to kiss Martin right in front of her? Joyce didn’t know how to continue holding her head high because it was too much for her to bear. Martin saw her discomfort and said, “why don’t you put the food down and walk me to the car?” That seemed like a better option and she quickly obliged and walked him to his car. “What did she tell you?” Joyce asked as soon as they reached the car. Martin could see that Joyce was nothing like her mum. Even if she needed something, she’d never ask or say it, for which reason she seemed ashamed of her mother but he could also tell that both women loved each other a lot. They were just going throug
Anderson’s business partners were initially annoyed at the invasion but when those who made it to the wedding began to murmur that it was Anderson’s wife, their annoyance turned into admiration at how Anderson rushed to Avery’s side and held her in his arms protectively. Martin was equally disturbed. If something was wrong, then Joyce should be with Avery but there was no sign of her. He checked his phone to see that Avery had called him ten times since Anderson stored Martin’s number on her phone for emergencies. “Love, are you sick?” Anderson asked worriedly, cupping Avery’s cheeks in his palms. Avery shook her head and said in a teary voice, “No. It’s Joyce. She sat down and couldn’t get up.” Anderson was confused. “I don’t understand,” he said and glanced at Martin, who promptly felt uneasy and strode over. “Is there a problem?” Martin asked worriedly, hoping that Anderson hadn’t pampered Avery too much for her to interrupt this very important meeting for a cuddle. Avery tur
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A week passed. Ace would drop Rebecca at school and wait till her lectures were over. Then he would take her to the hotel. The detective sent the information he was looking for and it was confirmed that Rose was still alive and everything had been set up. Carlos had eyes on Rebecca’s family’s wealth and was also obsessed with her beauty. Ace ordered Carlos’s sister to be brought from wherever she was, which took two days since she was vacationing in Hawaii. The detective suggested that he’d be around when the questioning was done and also suggested that Rebecca returns to the apartment to help them to arrest Carlos. As expected, two hours after Rebecca returned to the apartment, Carlos and a group of guys were headed that way. As soon as they entered Rebecca’s room without knocking, the detective, and a few policemen, made their way there. “It seems to me that you like the hard way, Rebecca,” Carlos said when he entered her room. Rebecca was busy on her laptop when they barged in. S
“You can’t do this. I said that no sex before marriage,” Rebecca said firmly, while Carlos dragged her to the door of her apartment. She was upset with the stupid request, looking for a way to escape this captivity she brought upon herself. “I agreed to that but what about kissing?” Carlos argued. He needed some intimacy, some kind of assurance from her. That would make him believe that she had indeed broken up with Ace but Rebecca was not ready to give in. “Please don’t do this. I’m not ready.” “Just open the door,” Carlos ordered, annoyed. Rebecca’s hand shook and the keys fell. Carlos knew that she was doing it intentionally. “Do you want me to tell everyone what you did?” He threatened her. She stiffened but quickly regained herself. “No.” She quickly picked up the key and unlocked the door but just before pushing it open, a strong force grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms. His soothing cologne scent brought her so much comfort. Ace spoke to Carlos’s hearing, saying,
“Autumn, can you take care of the company for a month? There is something I need to take care of,” Ace walked into Autumn’s office and spoke.Autumn’s brows knitted, and she massaged her nape slowly, she responded saying, “I can. But I won’t, and you know why.” “I know that you are getting married soon. I will make sure that I finish everything way before then, I promise,” Ace soothingly said but Autumn shook her head. “That is not my reason and you know that mum and dad are among the board members, accessing our performance. Tell me what you are going to do or I won’t cover up for you,” She said solemnly sipping a cup of coffee. Ace went to hug her from behind, saying sadly, “Rebecca broke up with me.” Autumn froze and picked up her phone. “What? Let me call her.” Ace snatched the phone from her, straightened himself, and said, “No. Don’t. I suspect something and I need time to handle it so please trust me on this,” he pleaded. Autumn thought for a while and said, “If it's for
Another ten years passed. It was Ace and Autumn’s graduation ceremony. Everyone was happy except Rebecca. Ace has been there for her at all times and she began to feel the emptiness. Autumn has been her best friend, aside from being family friends and she wondered how she was going to cope without these two. They were two years ahead of her and she always feared this time of loneliness, which came too soon since they lived in apartments. Rebecca had shared the room with Autumn and Ace visited frequently. “I promise to visit you every weekend,” Ace said solemnly. This was not the first time Rebecca saw him in a suit but today, he looked breathtaking. It was no wonder that all the girls swooned over him but Rebecca had always prodded herself over the fact that Ace only had eyes for her. He made his intentions known but aside from a hug, and a peck here and there, they never got intimate. Ace brought out a ring and slipped it on her finger. “I promise to marry you after you graduate fr
A month earlier Anderson had returned from dropping Avery off at school. As soon as he sat on his seat, his intercom rang. He pressed the answer button, putting it on speaker mode. “Liana.” “Mr. Crown, Mr. Trent Baker is here to see you,” Liana said from the end of the line. Anderson’s browns creased, imagining the reason for this visit. After a pause, he said, “let him in.” Trent walked into the office and Anderson offered him a seat. “How may I help you, Trent?” Anderson asked with indifference, not bothering to offer Trent anything. It was not as if they were friends. “It’s about Bernice.” Anderson stiffened slightly. For a while, he has forced himself to ignore some intermittent sadness in Avery which she would not speak about. He already knew it was because of Bernice and never forced it out of Avery. Now he was wondering what was Trent’s catch in all this as well but somehow, he also did not want anything to change his mind, thereby responding coldly,“I don’t want to talk
Avery was in her second trimester and her energy level was at its peak. She dragged Anderson to shop with her at the Crowns maternity and kids store. A week ago, Anderson had ordered her enough maternity clothes to last her till the twins were born. He would drop her at school, and wait for at least ten minutes until she sent him a text message that she was in class. He would also arrive twenty minutes earlier to pick her up after school. When Anderson thought it to be too much, he would excuse her from work to rest a day or two. Susan supported them greatly, ensuring that Avery ate highly nutritious foods and took her vitamins. Avery was gradually happy but still, anytime she remembered Yvonne, she felt saddened, hoping that amnesty would find her within a few years or a miracle would happen to reduce her sentence since Anderson had forbidden her from talking about it. The doctors confirmed her pregnancy to be healthy with no signs of complications, which was a great comfort, knowi
Two months later Anderson went with Avery to the court to witness the judgment against Yvonne. They were surprised to see Trent there but he was in the company of a petite woman with brunette hair like Avery’s but the facial features were different. The woman looked very innocent like Avery’s early years in college. Seemed like Trent could not forget Avery and had to use someone with similar body features to help in that phase. For the past two months, the court battles were ongoing. Yvonne’s friends whom she had helped before, joined hands to help her with a good lawyer but the lawyer explained in simple terms that she would not win this case, looking at all the evidence brought out against her. The only thing they could do was to find ways of reducing the jail terms thereby appealing to the court that Bernice was not aware of Avery’s pregnancy so the judgment of assaulting a pregnant woman was reduced. Yvonne also pleaded that her intention was not to hurt or shoot Avery with the g
“Yes. I am pressing charges for attempted murder, assault on a pregnant woman, and like you said, illegal possession of arms,” Anderson listed the crimes that should send Yvonne away for at least twenty years. By the time she was out, she would hopefully learn her lessons. “It seems she will spend a long time behind bars. I had her chained to the bed and as soon as she recovers, we shall begin to process her to court. I already spoke to Liam and will be going to meet him from here. What about the man in the video?” The detective asked again. “Yes, I am pressing charges against him too. He almost ruined my wife’s reputation and he has to pay. Let Liam handle the rest. I have to take care of my wife,” Anderson said solemnly. “All right. If we need any further information, we will contact you and even speak directly to your wife. The video is clear evidence but we might just need more,” the detective said. “I don’t have a problem with that,” Anderson agreed, just before Martin and Joy