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★★★★"What might be in this tea?"William questioned with a frosty glance, holding the tea up to his nose and smelling it to figure out if anything wrong with this tea.“I am not sure what it is, but there is something distinctive about this tea," Monica carefully conveyed her feelings about this tea since, for a split second, she spotted a tiny green layer that she had been trying to check all along but it did not reappear.“You should wake up from sleep. All of the food and drinks are made by our most dependable Chef, who has been working in this house since William moved in. To date, we have not been given any strange food to eat," Jayla smirked as she taunted Monica with her curling smirk while sipping her tea. Jayla maintained her gaze on Monica since she said the tea was not perfect and Jayla wasn't experiencing any issues with it.“Although I appreciate you sharing the history, don't you think it is only natural for people to make mistakes?" Monica responded to Jayla with
★★★★ “I have to say, Aunt Jayla, this is really unpleasant!" Katherine scoffed her words out. She knew what was coming for her, therefore she could not contain her words anymore. Her mind had given up on thinking about how she would escape such a circumstance. She hoped that Aunt Jayla could assist her. If not, she would not be able to stop the thunder hitting her skull. However, She had forgotten Jayla had already tried, and now she was sitting in a hot oven, swallowing her rage. “Just watch the drama they arrange for amusement." With a furious sigh, Jayla shot a glance at Winston, who was silently studying Monica and William with his unwavering gaze. "But!" Katherine attempted to intervene with a persistent, pressing concern that made her throat tighten. But when Katherine watched Jayla shake her head and tell her not to make a sound, she understood Jayla was unable to offer Katherine water to ease her dread. The maid who had prepared the tea was perplexed when the mistress st
★★★“Why are you angry with me? What have I done?"Monica asked, her eyes straying to William's irate expression, where she saw his tense jaws and his hands, where she could see his knuckles tightly clenched around the steering wheel. Monica struck up a conversation with him twice, but each time he ignored her and continued driving as though getting to the destination was more essential than responding to her. Monica rolled her eyes and looked away from the road, contemplating,“First of all, a major incident occurred today, and this man is behaving as though she is to blame for it all. The family is dangerous in addition to being haughty. They devised a scheme to hurt her in just two days, and she is powerless to predict what would happen next. She now knew why William had been saying again and over that her life was in jeopardy."“Please don't bring up the morning incident in my workplace. I love working in quiet, therefore whatever task you are given, you will complete it wit
★★★★ “What should I do now? I will end up in the grave once the maid awakens. William will kill me. I cannot ask my father since there are a lot of things I need to express that I am unable to right now,” Katherine chewed her nails as she paced back and forth, contemplating the outcome that would undoubtedly dash her hopes of becoming William's bride. “Hey!" Katherine's cautious thinking was abruptly interrupted by Henry, who stood by the entrance with a smile for Katherine. He was now considering taking the initiative to connect with her in order for Katherine to pay notice of his existence, which had never happened before due to William's presence in her life. “Oh, Henry! Are you in need of anything?" Katherine asked sweetly, with a tight smile that she forced to come up merely to disguise her emotions. She received a lot of support from Mackenzie family, which was absolutely true, but if they found out about such a large deed, it would harm her image in some way. “Why can't I s
★★★Monica organized seventy files without letting anything else divert her focus. An agony had now settled around her waist, and she was in dire need of coffee. She discovered, though, that not many people had come to this floor, as though it were isolated from the rest of the building. Therefore, she was unable to place a coffee order, but luckily she spotted a coffee maker outside. She stood up and made her way out of the room and found the deserted floor. Her eyes swiftly peeked at William's office door and found it closed. She then walked over to the coffee machine, which was only a few steps away. While walking she had decided that she would not organize all of the files because she felt she had done too much work.Monica turned on the coffee maker and made herself a cup while glancing around sluggishly. That floor was lacking people, and she had never seen anything like it before, for an office should be a bustling place with people hurrying here and there. At the very leas
★★★“You are unbelievable,” Monica headed over to him with a displeasing murmur. Offering the coffee in this manner was not essential, but for him to feel satisfied, he needed her to go above and beyond.“I am powerful, rich, anything you can add to my name,” William uttered those words, chin up. Even though he had earlier found it annoying that she was conversing with his assistant with smiles, he no longer felt that way when he saw her getting upset and whining.“Since I can't have your money, I don't care."Placing the coffee on the table, Monica added that although she thought she had a lot of money because of the contract, it seemed like she had little money in front of him.“You can make more money by doing stuff. Like obeying my commands,"William offered with a smile, purposefully lengthening his leg, so when Monica was ready to shift her heels, she stumbled on the leg, and William swung her waist at just the perfect moment, causing Monica to collapse on his lap.“Holy
★★★★ Monica reached for her phone, which she had left in another room with the files. She unlocked it and discovered nearly ten missed calls and two texts. She read the texts as she slid the notification bar down. "Ella, this is Ethen. I chose to leave this message because you are not answering the call. I need to speak with you about something really serious, which I cannot do over the phone. Meet me at 5 p.m. at West Side Cafe. A single arched eyebrow expressed her confusion as she read the second text, “I am not bringing Diana along." Monica sighed deeply as she sat in a chair, sensing in some way that her history was surfacing in the present. Her face became aware of what was happening; although she wished to escape her past, it appeared that those times had returned to her. She was visibly depressed as she ran her fingers through her hair. Monica took another big breath and made the decision to meet Ethen. She grabbed her purse, stuffed the phone inside, and started walking
★★★“Miss Monica, this is the cafe you have mentioned," Sam informed Monica, halting the car at the parking lot. When Monica left the building with scurried steps Sam understood Miss Monica was in trouble, hence, he skipped telling the boss and approached Monica.“Thank you so much, Sam! But I don't want you to follow me because this is only a casual meeting with a friend that, in my opinion, will not last long. So, stay right here!" Monica stated in a hurry, curtailing Sam from following her because Ethen certainly would bring up inquiries, and she was uninterested in telling him about her life.“Alright, Miss! However, the boss is not aware of you leaving the office hence I would suggest you end your meeting as soon as possible or allow me to let the boss know about it,” Sam said, leaving the car, walking around he came to other side of the car and opened the door for Monica to come out.“You are not permitted to discuss my meeting with him because I did not inform him before le
★★★★ I would want to thank everyone who has read this book. Your support for my book is so overwhelming. I hope you love this book as much as I did. Although you can read this book as a stand-alone, I highly suggest reading "Mommy is Precious, my Billionaire Daddy." You will understand the extent of Monica and William's support for Jessica after reading that book. So, this is their happy ending. No more series will air. (The Mackenzie and Grey families live happy lives, full of love and laughter.) I'll be releasing a new book the first week of March. Once again, thank you. *I would really appreciate it if you gave the book a review and five stars on the front page. Hope to see you! New book alert: "Hidden Twins of a Billionaire Daddy. It is about a surrogate mother and badboy Billionaire. You will find this book in my profile.
1 day later ★★ William told the reporters that he did not consider Winston to be his father, nor did he consider his family to be his family, which was why he ejected them from the Makenzie Mansion, which he owned entirely. However, the reason was not the past William exposed about Winston, but rather that Winston was the one who liberated that boat on the water for Brian to escape with Monica to ensure he could injure William by harming Monica, allowing Winston to find the peace he sought. William would harshly punish anyone who intended to hurt his wife. As a result, Winston went to Elder Mackenzie's house because it was the only place he could stay. Mark had brought Jayla with him, who was devastated with sadness and suffering. The condition had dug such a deep pit in her heart, that she was unable to sob anymore. Brian's cruel tortures had left her daughter in critical condition in the hospital. She was given a drug by him that fully paralyzed her body and impacted her brain,
★★★★During dinner, there was a lot of noise in the castle. When they got home, the doctor gave everyone a thorough examination. After that, everyone went to their respective rooms for a long rest which their bodies required because they were all exhausted, including Danielle, who stayed up all night drinking strong coffee. Danielle took care of Cornell and baby Lucas, who slept soundly in his cradle because he had his mommy's handkerchief. Cornell had said that Lucas would never cry as long as he had something that belonged to his mother. She found that to be incredibly fascinating, and she did see it.Mr. Liam placed a cloth that belonged to Jessica next to Lucas and he did not cry, rather he had a sweet smile on his face and even responded to her words. Despite the fact that her mind was preoccupied with dread and tension, she nonetheless managed to survive the period thanks to Cornell and Lucas.The dining table was packed with buzzing folks while Lucas was sleeping in the roo
★★★★William pointed the gun towards Brian, who pulled Monica up on her feet with her hair before throwing his arm around her neck and placing a knife next to her throat as he screamed, "I will ensure that the knife goes through her throat as soon as you release the bullet. So, toss the weapon away!" Brian smirked, his tone relaxed, and there was no indication that he wanted to flee or speculate on anything else."Let go of her; I will spare your life, and your parents will also be able to escape such situations," William spoke in a chilly tone, his gaze fixed on Monica and the knife in her throat, which terrified him. He dreaded nothing, but seeing Monica in destitution was excruciating."I said throw the gun, bastard!" Brian bellowed with hateful eyes as if he was watching his sworn enemy in front of him; the individual who caused pain, shame everything, even took his love away."Alright!" William replied and tossed the gun far away from him, “Now, withdraw the knife from her. Y
★★★★ "Monica, there is no lock on the door! Would you mind trying to shatter the wall while I stand here and watch to see if anyone approaching the room? After that, I will try to break the wood and you will take my place. Aside from that, I have no idea how I would handle this circumstance," Jessica advised. Monica nodded to her, then turned to face the window and pushed the wood out as hard as she could. Even though the wood was a little old, it was still a little challenging for a woman to push. Monica was having trouble breaking it with her hand, therefore, she used the back of her arm to push the wood, which made a 'Crack!' sound. "SIGH!" Monica expelled a laborious breath since she was tired and hungry; as a result, even a simple chore exhausted her. Jessica raced over to her and began pushing the loosened wood, which still needed a little push to break. But they were both unable to, so Jessica responded, "Okay, we will push together on 3." "Now, one, two, and..." "And 3, my
★★★★ Brian supported his two hands on two long sticks which were already inside the room at the corner of the door, which demonstrated that Brian had already thought of everything for himself. He held his injured leg up in the air while walking with the help of those sticks as he led Jessica to meet the patient. The trepidation felt never-ending as if the more she walked with Brian the further the fear thrived. Jessica looked around and saw guys standing with rifles in front of that door, and just as Brian came to a halt, Jessica did as well. "OPEN THE DOOR!" Brian addressed his men in an authoritative tone as he looked sideways for Jessica, who was staring at her surroundings. Jessica fixed her gaze on the door as Brian's voice rose and she noticed his man holding the door open. Brian stepped inside first, so she didn't dilly-dally and hurried inside quickly, where she discovered Monica with her face on her knees as her legs crouched on her chest. In contrast, Monica knew Brian h
★★★★ "I am a nurse; I have been working as an intern for a week, but I seldom encounter difficulties," Jessica responded in a soft tone, portraying herself as a helpless girl so that Brian would believe she posed no threat to this area or to him. She had to be patient with her goal of finding Monica because any error may throw their strategy off track, and Brian, from what she gathered, would not mind shooting her and Monica if necessary. "What?!" The doctor was horrified that the hospital sent an intern with him instead of a skilled nurse, especially because he suggested that he required someone who was proficient in tending to the wound. "Why did not you tell me beforehand that you were not an experienced nurse?” The doctor lambasted Jessica, who had said absolutely nothing to him until now. "Dr. I apologize for it, but I expected you to ask me something, but you remained silent throughout the drive, and I couldn't have the guts to speak with you." Jessica expressed regret to the
★★★★ Jessica sat in the backseat as the Doctor drove the car to an unknown location with few lights visible from the woods. She wouldn't deny that her soul was seeping out in dread. Despite her preparation, there was concern that she was no longer capable of eliminating. There was little time left in the morning, but she didn't expect to obtain much sunshine because the weather was chilly and dismal. As they walked out the door, two armed guys approached and stated, "Before we go inside, we need to search you." "I am the doctor, and he knows me well!" the doctor grumbled, gritting his teeth. He had already taken so many risks, leaving aside the danger of being apprehended by the cops. Not only was he compelled to come here, but Brian also made threats to harm his family. "That doesn't mean we will ignore the given orders," one of them grumbled at the doctor before moving his gaze to Jessica, which immediately disgusted her, and she quickly said, "If there is no woman to search me,
★★★★“Brian asked his physician to come treat his leg over the phone. The location is on the outskirts of the city, not anywhere nearby. Well, In addition, I saw an old cottage near the forest from where the call has happened," Cornell spoke to William, who was momentarily at a loss for words, before approaching the couch and settling in next to him."How are you aware of it?” William asked, focusing his attention on the laptop where he noticed a red dot in a specific area. Though it was unclear what the location was, it appeared to be on the outskirts of town, and the forest was close by.“While traveling to Edinburgh, my mother and I learned more about Brian. And we came across that Brian met a specific doctor, with whom he typically had check-up appointments due to his rare illness. Though we aren't positive, my mother has some reservations that Brian would look for someone to get in touch with. I therefore hacked the doctor's phone number."Turning on the recording he saved fo