“You are very close to your daughter, aren't you?” Mrs Taylor asked the question. When she asked this question, Roseanne had a weird feeling ignited in her heart. Why would someone ask these silly questions? Aren't mothers and daughters supposed to be close to each other? She had been suspicious of Mrs Taylor always, and because of this lens on her eyes, she would always see the latter in a bad light. Every time, her heart would be telling her that she should stay away from this woman as she was looking for an opportunity to cheat or take advantage of her. Then again, what did she possess that Nrs Taylor could take advantage of? “Which mother is not close to their daughters?” Roseanne asked the question when she realised that she made the woman wait for too long. However, this time, Mrs Taylor surprised her with the answer. Instead of saying something sarcastic, she gave her a very vulnerable answer, “Well, some are not given the opportunity.”Roseanne chuckled. “That's bullshit. T
“What's wrong with our stepmother? Why is she talking to that woman? Where does her loyalty lie?” Beatrice whispered. Just because they were following Emery and Ellora didn't mean their attention was not on Roseanne. In reality, it was Roseanne who had taken all of their attention. All they could focus on the entire building was her. They didn't know if it was jealousy or curiosity; they were watching her entire moves. With every movement, they would wonder why Nicholas chose her over Sabrina, who was more elegant, beautiful and influential. If it was Beauty that Nicholas was after, Sabrina possessed more of it. Even a blind could see the latter's worth, but why did Nicholas throw her far and choose someone like Roseanne? It was not that Roseanne was not beautiful; she was. She could give a competition to Mrs Taylor, but it was not beauty that was needed to survive in their circle. As if Nicholas’ subject was challenging to digest for the two of them, they saw their stepmother givi
A wicked idea entered Emery's mind. It was a perfect time to introduce Luke to everyone. She thought she was taking advantage of Mrs Taylor, but it was the other way around. When the latter said her piece, she had everything predicated–especially Emery's reaction. Emery turned to Roseanne and her mother. Holding their hands, she tried to convince them, “Yes, Mom and Roseanne. We should definitely go. I like Bella's parties. They are fun. Trust me, Roseanne, you will love them. And she always takes care of the children, too. You will not be troubled.”In the end, Roseanne and Ellora could not escape. Emery had fallen prey to someone's twisted games.Although the Hart family was at the top of the food chain, there were some boundaries for them. First of all, they could not act superior in their circle, or they would end up portrayed as tyrants. Even if they were tyrants, they had to maintain a positive outlook. Otherwise, all the other wealthy households could join together and overthr
The entire Hart family went to the party organised by Mrs Taylor. The party was lavish, with guests from the elitist section of the country. Everything looked so grand. Mr Taylor and Mrs Taylor were using this party to gain as many allies as possible since the elections were close, and he needed the support of more and more people. Since there were many important people present, everyone was trying to make conversation with people in case the connection come helpful them further. However, Roseanne was standing in the middle of the hall, quiet. Nicholas could sense her reservation. She had not been talking much since the time they left home. Seeing her like this made him uncomfortable, too. Nicholas told her, “If you don't want to be here, we can return.”To him, this party has no use. If she said she wanted to return, he would leave instantly with her and the kids. She shook her head, “No.” To be honest, she was scared about him. She wanted to protect him from any harm that was co
“Who is this little angel?” Mrs Taylor cooed the little girl when she met Nicholas and his children. “Isn't she cute, husband?”Mr Taylor, who was trying to stare at the little girl, nodded. “She is.”Coco hid behind her mother as she saw two unknown people interested in her. She was shy and uncomfortable in their presence. “Hello,” Mr Taylor extended his hand to the little girl. Coco looked at Nicholas, who nodded with a smile, giving her some reassurance. When she saw his gesture, she felt a little courageous and shook the older man's hand. Holding the soft and tiny hand, Nr Taylor couldn't help but feel emotional. “I'm Vance. What's your name?” Mr Taylor asked the little girl. “I'm Charlotte,” Coco whispered. Mr Taylor scrunched up his nose. It was a typical Hart family name. He didn't show his feelings about the matter though. He tried to talk more with her but it didn't seem she was interested in answering him more. Nicholas and Roseanne greeted the couple who were throwin
She heard Mrs Taylor say, “This is my baby. I don't let anyone touch it.``She added, “Although I never get to drive it. I kept it in pristine condition. I haven't changed it a bit since the time I got it almost two decades ago.” Roseanne's palm didn't stop caressing the car's exterior until her skin touched the familiar scratches. “It's beautiful,” Roseanne whispered. “Where did you buy it from?”Mrs Taylor said, “No clue. My husband gifted me this on our wedding anniversary that year.”“It is one of a kind,” Roseanne whispered. “There is no piece like this in the world. And my dad happened to modify it with his hands.”Mrs Taylor stared at Roseanne. Roseanne looked into her eyes and asked, “Mrs Taylor, why do you own the only car my father spent decades modifying? It was his beloved project. He loved it like his child. I still remember when he finished his dream project and gave me the first ride in the car. However, after some days, a capitalist forced him to sell it. So, it was
As Nicholas consoled Roseanne, a sudden message interrupted their moment, causing his expression to shift from comfort to conflict. Sensing his inner unrest, Roseanne asked with concern, “What’s going on?”“I need to leave,” Nicholas revealed, his voice laden with urgency.“Is everything okay?” Roseanne inquired, her worry visible. “I’m not sure,” Nicholas confessed. “I’ve been searching for someone, and now, I’ve received a message saying I need to meet them immediately for crucial information. It’s not far from here. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”Roseanne nodded, though anxiety crept into her features. “Please, be careful.”Nicholas offered her a reassuring smile, appreciating her concern. He embraced her tightly and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. “I’ll return before you know it,” he promised before reluctantly leaving Roseanne behind with children. Roseanne watched him leave, a knot of worry tightening in her stomach, fearful of the dangers that awaited him and the lurk
“He is messing up with you again, isn't he?” Sabrina laughed. “I could see from your helplessness that he had you where he wanted you to be. Under his thumb!”She burst into a fit of angry and manic laughter once again. Her laugh made him feel inferior. It made him think that he was never good enough. He had to constantly live under the shadow of Nathaniel because no matter what happens, the latter was the protagonist of the story while he was just a suffering side character. Even if something were not about Nathaniel, it would end up becoming. All the incidents that hit his self-esteem came to surface one by one. The anger that he was trying to surprise cracked and began to overpower him. With angry and dark eyes, he said, “Cut the bullshit, Sabrina.”Sabrina still didn't stop and went on to probe hik further. She knew that under no condition he would hurt her. She pointed out, “You hate him. Don't you? He outsmarts you all the time.”“What the hell do you want?!” Nicholas asked he