The maids were so busy venting that they didn't see Rati, who was supposed to be sleeping, was listening in the corner. She would have fainted for the second time if it hadn't been for her personal maid's tight grip.She was crying, and all she could think of was how terribly she had mistreated Helen.Helen was a girl with her own aspirations, yet she was quite filial and never eager for many things. Nonetheless, Portia blinded her and caused her to abandon the child she had raised for almost two decades.Although Helen wasn't her real kid, she had never done anything wrong, and according to the staff, Portia wasn't as pious as she made herself out to be."What if I did all of those things? Who are you to pass judgment on me? This house belongs to me because I am the missy. You should all pay attention to what I say. How dare you interrogate me?"“Paaaaa.”“Clash.”The sound of something falling to the ground jolted everyone in the hall, causing them to look in the direction where the
“Cough, cough…. Dear, is it really true?” Rati asked softly, glancing at her husband with an enquiring stare rather than at Sphiwe, who stood solid without an ounce of meekness or innocence.Joseph sighed helplessly, considering all that had happened up to this point, and said to his wife, "I am afraid it is. We were duped. Someone interfered with Portia's blood sample, forcing her to loathe Helen. This is how we swapped a fake for a fake.”Rati's life was turned upside down when she heard this, yet she couldn't help but turn her face to look at this actual child of hers, tears streaming down her cheeks, "child. Can you... can you get closer to me?"Rati's sudden emotional breakdown surprised both Joseph and Sphiwe. They both expected her to remain in denial or to act violently against the truth.Sphiwe sought confirmation from her hen-pecked father. She was scared that the woman would become hostile to her and compel her to flee. And if that happens, won't she go down in history as b
"......dum dum dum..... get ready!......ye ye ye......"Loud music filled the room, the walls shook, and young ladies and gentlemen were dancing without a care in the world on the dance floor.Ladies of various sizes were dancing and drinking; some were appropriately clad, while others were not; it was a magnificent sight for lecherous guys to enjoy.With all the loud music and dancing, it was difficult to determine who was who and what everyone else was up to.He couldn't help but frown as he walked into such a place. His visage was clearly filled with disdain for such a place. He didn't have a choice, however. If he wanted to close the deal, he'd have to put up with this place for a while.Fortunately, he wouldn't be sitting on the first floor, but on the third. He'd heard a lot about this area. Thankfully not all of it was unpleasant.Aside from being noisy and raucous, it was a popular hangout for many people.He saw something he shouldn't have seen as he proceeded towards the lif
Kennedy scoffed as he flung a glass of juice at the lady pole dancing and mockingly questioned, "Have you become addicted to dancing?""Pa da," the dancing lady said as she landed smoothly on the stage and sneered at Kennedy.“Ta ta ta ta.”As the dancing lady came off stage and towards where Kennedy was seated, the sound of heels stepping onto the floor could be heard throughout the room.Kennedy, who had been arrogant earlier, shrank on his couch as he watched the lady approach."Tsk, tsk, you're still a coward after all these years!" the lady scoffed as she sat on the unoccupied couch."Is this how you speak to your older brother?" Kennedy retorted fiercely."Pfft," the masked lady chuckled, crossing one leg over the other and teasingly looking at her brother, "Ohh, brother, brother. Don't even get me started."Kennedy sent another harsh look to his younger sister. It wasn't a good thing to be constantly defeated by her. He no longer possesses the strength that comes with being an
Thandani, Wakothanie, and Oshua."Hua la," the door opened, and someone walked out.The person walked with a yellow bucket in hand, swaying from front to back.The scenery in front of this person was breathtaking. With a backyard full of big trees, a third of the backyard covered in lush lawn, and two 12*24 chicken coops.Looking at the coops, it was clear that the owner was planning a large project of keeping chickens there.Avita grinned as she examined the coops. She had paid a lot of money to have built in her backyard.Her house has a brown façade with white extensions, so she had the coops painted chocolate brown with a hint of red.Without the equipment, each coop cost her OWD 6,000 to build. She had yet to acquire any chickens.Avita walked past the coops and towards the tilled ground where her garden stood.The people she hired performed an excellent job clearing and tilling a large plot of land for her 10 raised vegetable beds.Everything could have been wonderful if it hadn
'I had no idea other people's life could be so fascinating. I suppose I should be grateful that I didn't have to go through all of that. Perhaps there is a perfectly excellent explanation why things turned out this way,' she thought to herself as she read the internet article about the story Lucilla had told her.After telling her about the fake vs. real daughter incident, Lucilla fled after receiving a phone call from home. Miguel, who had been absent, had apparently returned. The filial daughter then came home.Of course, Lucilla's departure made her unhappy because she was still unaware that Miguel had returned. He didn't even bother calling or texting her.Miguel simply left after calling her that night to tell her not to cause any trouble. And, as much as it hurt her, she realized after a while that it had to be better this way.It will be inconvenient if her lover is the controlling sort who continually disturbs her.She can do anything she wants whenever she wants, as long as h
FOUR HOURS LATER“Nghh! You.... remove your hand!" she snarled as she pushed Miguel's hand away from her naked chest."Hehe, why are you acting as if you despise it?" Miguel laughed as he teased her.Avita changed her position on the bed so that she faced Miguel. She felt herself shyly glancing away from those deep black eyes.Miguel, on the other hand, wouldn't let her do as she pleased, so he healed her chin and pushed her to face him again, this time with a sensual sparkle in his eyes.Avita felt like cursing when she saw his hungry glance, but she held herself back since she knew that speaking loudly would result in a significant loss for her.Seeing her conflicted, Miguel felt it was a loss; after all, it would have been much better if she had caused a scene, giving him enough grounds to punish her.However, there was something sinister about her stare, which he always found quite appealing.Pulling her closer, he muttered faintly, his gaze fixed on her moist, parted lips, but lo
"Hey, what are you still doing inside?" yelled a female voice loud enough for the person being yelled at to hear and answer."I'm just double-checking. Please wait a second!""Umphh, I should not have come all the way here to drive you to the airport!" Lucilla groaned as she marched up and down the hallway."Hua la.... Baaam."After Avita emerged from the bedroom, a disgruntled and adorable Lucilla greeted her.Avita sniffed at her and added angrily, "umphh, I wanted to take a cab but you volunteered. Don't give the impression that I'm abusing you!"When Lucilla heard this, she scowled angrily at Avita and became mute, unable to react, "You... you... fine, forget it.""Hehe," Avita exclaimed triumphantly as she noticed Lucilla was speechless."If you're finished, let's go. Wouldn't you rather not miss your flight?""Yes, madam. Yes, yes. Let's go," Avita retorted teasingly.Lucilla disregarded her mocking and swung her bundled body out of the house.Avita didn't carry much with her, o