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★★★ “It is an utter bilge, William!” Winston remarked as soon William closed the library room door. Winston went to the liquor cabinet and poured himself a whiskey. Although Winston was been there at the breakfast table, he did not eat a crumb. “Bilge! Are you referring to my marriage or the reaction that Katherine's father would have had when he learned of my marriage?” William answered while seated in his favorite spot, which was generally where he spends time reading. “I am alluding to the unreasonable action you conducted without telling me about it," Winston spun around, the whisky swiveled in his glass causing some spill on the floor, at that moment, a hint of dullness flickered through his stares. “Have you thought that your father might not agree to your chosen marriage? I could not be happier that my son has found the love of his life. I have always believed Katherine was the one,” Winston finished his drink after his words. “Yes, since the ordinary person makes our fami
★★★★ “Pardon me! Though I've been thinking about you the entire time, I promise that things took me to the edge so terribly that I couldn't find time to reach out to you," Monica responded to her belligerent and irrational closest friend who was in the mood for fighting. “What kind of work you are busy with? Let me hear it first!" Jessica asked, her voice worried as she tried to know if Monica was in a safe place. “I am in Edinburgh per my boss's request, but I have no idea when this will be finished. I thus have no notion when I will return!” Monica finally let her voice trail off, expressing her sorrow at not having a close friend or relative to talk to. “Are you all right? Look, you do not have to work for that company. Liam can recommend a better firm for the work," Jessica offered with a hopeful tone that Monica listen to her since Jessica was experiencing unknown fear for Monica as if she were in peril and alone. “Jess, I am perfect! I am aware that Liam can find me a bet
★★★"Does it make a difference to you?"William murmured as he cast a foggy glance down at Monica. His heart palpitation increased when he saw her standing in his shirt. It was as if his eyes were forced to immortalize her beauty in them, to glorify it every time this shirt would appear in his sight.“Since we are husband and wife, even if it is fictitious, I would want to have my husband's support; if it is too much for you to accomplish, I would like you to refrain from allowing them to insult me."Monica said, immersed in his deep blue eyes where the wave met the warm coast.William's hand curled around Monica's waist and drew her close to his chest, driving her heart to sprint as his breath smashed on her lips."Have I not been there for you at breakfast?" William inquired.“Y-You did!"“ Since you have acknowledged we are husband and wife, I would try to listen to your tiny request, but you also have to hear me now," William's vision clouded and his nerves stretched tense
★★★ “What's the matter? Has the Cat got your tongue?” Katherine irritably stated, seeing Martina not finishing what she had begun, piqued her curiosity. Martina signaled to Katherine with her eyes on the doctor who was treating her hand, and Martina realized that distributing information to an unknown person could have had far-reaching effects in the future, so she restrained herself from speaking. “Has your treatment come to an end? Tell me I will get to see my hand as before in one day!” Katherine inquired of the doctor, who was putting a gel-like solution to her fingers with delicate hands. After examining Kathrine, the physician stated, "Pardon me, but since your fingers burned so badly, it is not possible to get them back to normal in a single day." “If you are unable to accomplish the possible, then you are worthless. Leave now!" With disgusted eyes, Katherine withdrew her hand from the doctor and flung some cash into his face, insulting him in a way that left him with lit
★★★“How fortunate I am to have you in my office, Mr. Mackenzie. Why didn't you ask me over instead of exhausting yourself?"Hanson exclaimed excitedly as he stood in front of his desk, while William and Monica sat in the chairs. They both had an upright demeanor which drove the man to spooky feelings as he wondered what calamity William was trying to convey to him since he had never been given notice regarding a visit from William Mackenzie and his abrupt arrival always resulted in a dangerous price.“When I am the one in need of your assistance, asking you to come to my place would not be appropriate behavior," William cracked a smile and replied, "Please, Mr. Hanson, be at ease."“Yes, sir!" Hanson nodded his head ignoring the sweat on his brow as he sat in his seat, but he was unable to avoid feeling uneasy.“She is Monica and I want you to give her a place among the models in your company,” William said to Hanson, who gave the girl a quick glance and started to examine her.
★★★ It was an opulent place. To Monica's unaided eyes, each minuscule fragment displayed an exquisite design, seemingly crafted with meticulous attention to detail. “I apologize for the inquiry, but I sense that your company is well-known among the public. I haven't had time to look it up," since she was a reporter and had always asked straight questions to people to get things out of them, Monica inquired Hanson without hesitation. “It is quite difficult for me to adequately put into words how prominent my company is, but I can assure you that it is at the top of the global list of modeling companies," Hanson stated, his voice full of pride as he informed Monica that she had joined a large organization where individuals battled for opportunities. “Let me tell you I did not doubt about that especially since William brought me here,” Monica said as she arrived at an exclusive empty stage, a place for a walk. "I hope you do not mind the next question that I have been thinking very l
★★"Boss, I was surprised to hear your call. Is everything okay? Are you disturbed by the same old crap again?"A tall and sturdy guy bowed his head to William, as if the god for him was William, given the devotion he offered.“No, that matter cannot raise its head after the way you snapped their bones. A little help I am looking for. Furthermore, you are the only one I can rely on!" William said as he lightly patted his shoulder.“Any cogent matter!" With a serious tone, the man raised his head and asked William. He was on leave after their last project together, but William's unexpected call led him to suspect there was something serious going on.“Umm! I married," William replied, recalling Monica, who had frustrated him with the way she behaved. There had been no call or text from her until now, although she knew there was nothing she could do without his assistance.“uh-huh! You are not in the news," the man inquired, a little curious because William Mackenzie had done some
★★ “You are asking me to help her! Who is she to you?” Mark spoke with a distasteful expression as his gaze followed Monica, who was touching objects in his room without his permission. “Does it matter to you, Mark!” Hanson irritatingly muttered to the irrelevant Mark kept repeating. “You don't have any prior experience walking or conducting promotions for brands. Tell me not to assume that you are attempting to impress your fiancé’s family by modeling,” Mark made this casual statement while sitting on a couch and lighting a cigarette. “I must regretfully concur with your response if my explanation is so important for you to know. I do have to win over a family,” Monica responded to the pompous man impatiently who was continuously wasting her time with meaningless discussions. “Pathetic!" Mark remarked. Hanson, who was waiting for them, spoke softly because both of them were important to him, but nothing happened until now. He had no choice but to intervene. "It would be better
★★★★ 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