[Blaze] I woke up that morning due to the heat. I quickly took the painkillers given to me by the medical staff the previous day. I was so busy, and work was piling up that there was no time to be sick. Realizing she wasn't lying on the bed, I didn't look for her. She must have been surprised to wake up in this place, in a stranger's house. That was a good thing. Her leaving meant she had recovered from the shock. My not waking up must have been because of the medicine I took. Poor woman. A memory of an incident that happened years ago triggered by the explosion of her car. We never slept together. So, I didn't know if she ever had nightmares. But after last night's restless sleep, the fire that broke out in their house must have traumatized her. "Stop by the flower shop, James. Let's take her to the police station," I ordered my driver. "Yes, sir," he replied obediently. "How are your wedding preparations going?" I asked casually. "It's going well, sir. Everything is in order.
His family name meant a lot to him, but he wasn't careful when he committed the crime. He didn't realize his actions were caught on CCTV. He should have sent someone else to meet his hired man. He must have been emotional and carelessly acted because it was about his mom. I wouldn't make the slightest mistake when teaching my enemy a lesson. I wasn't like him, who got everything from his family. I crawled from nothing to get to where I was today. So, I wouldn't let a single thing bring me down. "Put your phone back into your pocket, or I swear you'll regret ever meeting me," he threatened. "What are you going to do? Kill me?" I challenged him. "Don't you think people have tried the same thing with me?" "What do you want?" He gritted his teeth, holding back his emotions. "Admit what you did and earn her forgiveness," I answered. He snorted. "Don't dream I'll do that. A lowly woman like her doesn't deserve to see my face, let alone hear my apology. She has threatened and blackmaile
[Heather]As if insults from my birth mother were not enough, a hard slap on the cheek was delivered by someone I didn't expect. What exactly was my problem with this family? Why do they hurt me so easily and treat me like trash?No. There's plenty of trash that could be recycled and turned into valuable items. It was ridiculous. I even felt like I was considered lower than trash. I was the second daughter of George Bailey, a once-respected man in this country. But people only loved and respected Darcy.They would see. I would find evidence that could put that man in jail. I knew it was not an easy mission, but I would spread his crimes to destroy his name if necessary. I was the victim, but he was intent on ending my life.My stomach rumbled as I realized I hadn't eaten since this afternoon. I grabbed my cell phone from the bathroom counter and dialed the nearest restaurant. I ordered easy-to-prepare meals so that they could delivered as soon as possible.I walked out of the room to
This man had been living alone since his wife passed away ten years ago. He proved that his love for his wife was genuine by not remarrying. Many women of different ages tried to get close to him, but he firmly refused. His two sons were wasting their lives in extravagance. They loved gambling so much that the man gave up on helping them get out of debt. Before the two men's hobbies draining his fortune, he cut ties with them. He decided to sell all his assets and donate them to charity upon his death. Stocks were one of the things for sale, but not on easy terms. Although he didn't mention it specifically, I knew what conditions he meant that we couldn't fulfill. "The rumors are not true. It is proof I'm qualified." Blaze placed his cell phone on the table, close to the man. "Please read." Mr. Smith glanced at the phone screen and then looked at Blaze for a moment. He extended his hand, but before he could touch the device, the phone next to it vibrated. The man turned his head to
I turned to Faye, trying to figure out what my friend was referring to. My assistant shook her head slowly, not knowing what was happening. This woman was important to me. So, I couldn't afford to lose her friendship. "One moment, Charity. I don't understand what big thing you're talking about," I coaxed. She glanced at Faye. Understanding her point, I asked my assistant to leave us. I hoped this had nothing to do with Mr. Smith. I knew that viral news would be a problem. Fool. It was too late to regret coming to Darcy's wedding. My plan this time would not go as smoothly as the first one. "We'd better sit down." I approached the sideboard where the drinks and snacks were. "Would you like a cup of coffee?" "I'm very disappointed in you. I didn't come here for coffee," Charity said with irritation. But she sat on one of the couches, indicating she wasn't as angry as she appeared. "What's wrong?" I placed a cup of coffee in front of her with a plate of cookies. "You were never this
I cleaned up in the bathroom, changed my clothes, and ate dinner alone. Just like the night before, I didn't stop thinking about what I had to do to get into his bedroom without being caught on the CCTV camera.The camera needed electricity to function. If I turned off the apartment's power source, would the camera stop recording? Probably. But I didn't know where the power source was. Even if I found it, I didn't know which switch was connected to this unit.Aargh! This situation was annoying! I decided to carry on, no matter the result. It wasn't my fault that I was curious and wanted to know who he was. It was also not my fault for staying at this place. He had invited me with open arms.My cell phone vibrated when I finished eating. I glanced at the screen and read Taylor's name on it. What else did she want from me?"Where are you?" she asked, returning my greeting. "I was going to stay over, but security said you weren't at your apartment.""You're not my husband. Why should I r
I didn't need to see her face because I knew her by her voice alone. The thing was, since when had I ruined her life? She was the one who had destroyed her own life.Her left hand took my sunglasses roughly to throw them away, then pulled down the scarf that covered my head and face. Hearing people gasp in surprise, I knew that they were looking at the burn mark on my left cheek."Since you've humiliated me, it's my turn now!" she yelled. "Let people know what your ugly real face looks like, as ugly as your heart! How dare you show that video at my wedding! You teamed up with your bastard husband, then partnered with that jerk Taylor! What kind of sister are you!?""Hey, let Miss Bailey go!" Hannah stood between us and held Darcy's hand to let go of my arm."A lowlife like you doesn't have the right to boss me around!" Darcy intended to push Hannah, but another person stood between her and the woman."Let go of Miss Bailey," James ordered in a low but sharp voice. "She is our guest, s
We sat on the sofa and exchanged glances. My two friends looked intently at the woman who had interrupted our conversation. Just like me, they also didn't immediately believe her sincerity in helping me.None of my family members took my side, let alone my relatives. They had learned from the past year, seeing me get up on my hands and feet without anyone else's help. Naturally, they were suspicious of her coming to my office."Did you have any ill intentions in inviting Heather on your birthday?" asked Faye.Taylor turned to her. "No, I don't. I want to prove that I'm serious about being friends with her through that event. I'll show her I'm not the person I used to be.""No need. What happened on Darcy's wedding day is proof enough that you are not serious about your intentions," Charity warned. "I didn't see you defending her when her mother insulted her in front of everyone.""How would you know if no one published the video in the media? After Heather left, I confronted Aunt Dian