Adrien"Yvette, don't make light of such matters. How..." My voice trailed off as the shocking realization hit me like a freight train. "It was you? You were the one behind the kidnapping?" Even though I harbored suspicions regarding her involvement, the confirmation still shook me to the core."I didn't kidnap you, my love," She tutted, scolding me like an errant child. "You belong to me, and I merely took what was rightfully mine." She remarked, her laughter grating on my nerves."I swear I'm going to kill you," I asserted coldly, clenching my fist. "Run as far as you can, Yvette. Run very far.""No need for this level of distress, my love." She dismissed my feelings as if they were insignificant. "You once said you wanted me to be the mother of your children. Well, now that I'm pregnant with your baby, our wishes have come true." She stated, laughing gaily."You're demented if you think I'll accept that baby as mine, Yvette," I informed her sternly. "Terminate the pregnancy if you
Adrien"Did your father take the news well? He won't be the only one I'll tell my secret to if you refuse to acknowledge our baby, Adrien." Yvette sent me this message, following my argument with my father last night. Despite being tempted to lash out and tell her off, I resisted the urge, aware of how volatile she was. She interpreted my silence as indifference toward her and the baby, which, truthfully,was how I felt. Resorting to threats, she believed it would push me into action, but she was wrong. From the start, her intentions were focused on my father's wealth, hoping marriage to me would secure her the lavish lifestyle she believed she was entitled to. However, fate intervened by basically dropping Rosalie on my lap and disrupting Yvette's plans.Her desire to have it all likely fueled her anger, and my compliance with the marriage years ago only added to the difficulty she faced.My father gave me an ultimatum; I had a week to rectify the mess Yvette created or risk resigna
Yvette"How about we meet up for lunch today at your house to talk about the baby? I've had a few days to think it through and I have come to the conclusion that it's not right to punish the baby because he or she is innocent. I don't want to meet your parents, so make sure they're not around when I get there. Don't prepare anything, I'll bring lunch."I eagerly did my happy dance upon promptly responding to his text with a 'sure, no problem, and I can't wait to see you,' accompanied by a smiley emoji. Although I anticipated he would come around eventually, the swift response surprised me. While a part of me hesitated, thinking it might be a trap, the excited side couldn't care less.After taking a quick shower, I dressed in a blue halter top and an extremely short jeans skirt. I blow-dried my hair, leaving it as it was, applied my favorite lipstick, slipped into short heels, and then left my room. Inquiring about my mother's location from a maid, I made my way to the garden."Mother,
Adrien"I've done it, Dad," I informed him over the phone as I left the hospital. "I took care of it as promised.""Are you absolutely certain?" Dad demanded. "Did they do an ultrasound?""Yes, sir, I was there the whole time." I replied. "It worked better than I expected; she won't be getting pregnant for any other man in the future.""That's my boy," Dad chuckled. "That's the least she deserves for hurting you and Rosalie," He remarked. "Are you on your way home?""I'm going to pick up the kids from school first and then go visit Mom. They've been requesting to see her," I responded."It's been a year since I saw her," Dad sighed. "I'll meet you there." He said."Okay, see you soon," I said and hung up. Just as I opened the door and settled behind the wheel, my phone rang with an incoming call from the office. Shutting the door and fastening my seatbelt, I placed my phone in the docking station, connected it to my car's Bluetooth system, and finally accepted the call after it rang
The next day "Gold Myne Corporation Adjusts Workforce for Strategic Changes: Questions Arise about Downsizing or Financial Challenges.""Gold Myne Corporation recently disclosed plans for workforce adjustments as part of a strategic realignment to meet evolving market demands. The announcement has raised questions about whether this move signifies proactive downsizing or is indicative of underlying financial challenges.In an official statement, Gold Myne Corporation's leadership clarified that these adjustments are not driven by financial difficulties. Instead, they are a strategic measure aimed at aligning the company with current market dynamics and fostering long-term growth. While specific details about the extent of the adjustments were not provided, the company emphasized its commitment to supporting affected employees with comprehensive transition support, including severance packages and retraining opportunities.Industry observers are debating the motivation behind Gold My
Tragic Turn of Events: Gerard Truscott Loses Life in Confrontation with Best Friend's Son, Adrien Vasanten. "In a heart-wrenching turn of events, Gerard Truscott met a tragic fate as he lost his life in a confrontation with Adrien Vasanten, the son of his closest friend. The incident unfolded unexpectedly, leaving the community in shock and sorrow. Sources reveal that the confrontation occurred at Vasanten's company, where tension escalated between the millionaire and his best friend's son. The reasons behind the altercation remain unclear, and authorities are actively investigating the circumstances leading up to the fatal outcome. Adrien Vasanten, who recently had his brother arrested for embezzlement and now at the center of this devastating event, has been taken into custody as law enforcement try to piece together the details of the confrontation. The close connection between Truscott and Vasanten, with Adrien as his son in law, adds a layer of complexity to this already tra
Adrien Groggily, I extended my hand towards the buzzing phone on the nightstand, curious about the caller interrupting my peaceful sleep. The previous night, I had been awake for most of it, comforting Maya after her forgotten nightmare. Her siblings, seemingly connected by telepathy, joined us in her room, prompting me to invite them to my bedroom, due to the bigger space on my bed, where we all eventually drifted off while watching an animated film. Answering the call, I carefully rose from bed to avoid waking up my kids, crossed the room to the French doors leading to the balcony, opened them, stepped outside, and closed the door. "Hey, dad. What's up?" I greeted, hoarsely, rubbing my eyes. "There's a problem, son," Dad's voice trembled with anxiety, sending a wave of dread through me. "What's wrong, dad? Are you okay? Are you sick?" I questioned, anxious. "No, it's not me. It's your brother," Dad replied. Slightly relieved that I wouldn't have to fly to Mexico, I inqui
Adrien Directly heading to Rosalie's hospital room after arriving in the hospital, I found a nurse monitoring her vitals. "How's she?" I inquired. "Still the same, sir," The nurse replied. "Fortunately, Dr. Simmons intervened before she could carry out her mission and called security." My tone hardened, "Where's she?" "In Dr. Simmons's office. The police are waiting for you." The nurse disclosed. I growled, "Thank you," and left the room. Accompanied by Martinez and Santiago to the hospital to protect Rosalie, I instructed them not to allow anyone in unless it was her doctor before heading to Dr. Simmons's office. There, the nurse sat in front of the table, hands bound in front of her in handcuffs, her hair veiling her face. Taking the chair beside her, I settled down, crossing one leg over the other. She, being about five years younger than me, had her entire life ahead of her, yet she opted to shorten it by involving herself with the wrong person. I saw myself as a gene