"Sandra, what have you done?" Emine exclaimed, rushing to her friend's side to ensure she was still breathing. Relief washed over her when she confirmed Sandra was alive. Without wasting a moment, Emine frantically sought out a doctor, pleading, "Please, you have to save my friend! She's dying!""Miss, just give me a moment, and I'll attend to her," the doctor reassured, focused on examining the patient.But Emine's fear and desperation got the better of her. In a surge of raw emotion, she grabbed the doctor's collar, lifting him off the ground, and coldly whispered a chilling threat, "If my friend doesn't make it, I'll strip you of your legs, your hands, and ensure a lifetime of misery for you."The doctor, struggling to breathe under her firm grip, managed to gasp, "Cough... cough... Miss, please release me. I can't breathe properly. I'll go check on her, just let me go."Emine reluctantly released her grip, allowing the doctor to follow her. The doctor couldn't help but reflect on
Aiden resolved to toil ceaselessly, determined to break free from his grandfather's control. But fate seemed determined to bind him in its grasp, no matter how hard he fought against it."Tomorrow, Aiden, we shall visit your nephew's grave together. Stay the night here and join me," his grandmother pleaded. Although he yearned to refuse, he couldn't bring himself to deny her request. Grandma held a special place in his heart, and he held her in utmost respect."Alright, grandma. I need some rest," he replied, rising from the dining table. But as he turned to leave, he couldn't hold back his anger any longer. "I know exactly what you're thinking. Stay out of my personal life, or you'll never see me again," he spat before storming away."Grandfather, it seems Aiden doesn't like me. What should I do?" she asked, her face filled with despair."Don't worry, my dear. He will come to love you," the old man comforted her."I won't let you ruin my grandson's happiness. You've already destroyed
Emine luxuriously settled into her plush chair, relishing the sensation as she perused the meticulously organized files her diligent secretary had sent her way. A surge of elation coursed through her veins, buoying her spirits sky-high. These files, oh, they revealed a captivating twist! The child, it seemed, was not a mere product of Kindred's lineage. No, no, far from it. According to the sent documents, this innocent little soul belonged to none other than Kindred's most formidable nemesis.A mischievous grin tugged at the corners of Emine's lips, her head bobbing approvingly. Oh, what a delightful game this was turning out to be! She resolved to withhold her interference, to simply observe as Kindred willingly exchanged vows with his beloved. Yes, that was her solemn pledge. She would make sure Kindred bore the weight of his enemy's progeny, each passing day fueling his profound regret for ever crossing paths with the treasured possessions of the devil's queen.Curiosity getting t
"I don't believe we've met before," Ryan queried, his eyes filled with curiosity.Mildred, taken aback by his question, hesitated for a moment, her hand trembling as she pointed accusingly at him. This scoundrel, he knew Mildred, but now that he had this other woman, he pretended as if they were strangers. Frustrated by the situation, she chose to remain silent, fearful of Kindred discovering her infidelity with Ryan. Ryan was Kindred's mortal enemy, and if he were to find out, Mildred would suffer great consequences. And what was so captivating about this woman that made all the men chase after her?"Mildred, let's not waste our time on undesirables," Kindred interjected, his tone laced with provocation, his hand gently caressing her stomach. He cast a sidelong glance at Sandra, hoping to witness her distress, but to his disappointment, her face remained stoic."Darling, let's go. We shouldn't waste our time on these unfaithful couples," Ryan said tenderly to Sandra, taking her hand
Ryan arrived with Sandra by his side, while Kindred came with his wife. Although the DNA test results were still pending, Kindred's impatience was palpable. The photograph he had received hinted that he might be the father of the child. Determined to uncover the truth, he delved into an investigation that revealed Mildred and Ryan had continued their relationship even after he had broken up with Sandra.With a wry smile, Ryan taunted, "Do you honestly believe the child is yours?"Kindred, consumed by anger, retorted, "What on earth are you insinuating?"A chuckle escaped Ryan's lips as he wiped the blood from his mouth onto his shirt. "Oh, do you want to know? You despicable man, you chose a virtuous woman and betrayed her with a harlot. Were you not aware of your wife's...""Ryan," Mildred interjected, her voice cutting through the tension. At first, she had believed the child belonged to Kindred, but during a check-up, she discovered that the number of weeks she was pregnant didn't
"I'm sorry, but I'm just not in the mood for drinks," Sandra uttered with a regretful tone, hoping her friend Emine would understand.Emine's voice brimmed with disappointment as she retorted, "Unbelievable! How can you possibly be out of the mood? This is a moment to celebrate, the adulterous couples have finally met their karmic fate."Sandra sighed, realizing that she couldn't escape Emine's nagging. Reluctantly, she surrendered, "Alright, alright, Madam, I hear you. Let's go have a few drinks then."Shaking her head in frustration, Sandra muttered to herself, "Where did I find such a friend? I had promised Ryan a special dinner tonight, and now she's just dampened everything. What a friend I've ended up with."After hanging up the phone, Emine found herself standing pensively by the window. Her thoughts raced, and a single question consumed her: "Will Aiden, too, face his just desserts?"She set her gaze on the horizon, the city lights twinkling below. And in the midst of her conte
"Sandra, hold on tight, I've got your back," Emine whispered, struggling to find Sandra's hands amidst the haze of their drunken state."You'd better hold on to me, I'm way more sober than you," Sandra retorted, disagreeing with Emine's claim."Oh, really? How dare you say you're more sober than me? I am stronger than you!" Emine challenged, her voice slurring with intoxication.As Sandra rubbed her eyes in confusion, she exclaimed, "Wait a minute, Emine! I swear I see two gigantic trees blocking our way!" The alcohol had clearly blurred her vision."Stay right here, my strong friend. Watch as I uproot these trees," Emine declared with wobbly determination, swaying from side to side as she warned Sandra not to wander off.Amidst the laughter of their companions, Ryan pointed at himself and quipped, "Hey, are we talking about trees here? Am I a tree too?""Of course! Can't you see all these trees around us?" Aiden chimed in, thoroughly entertained by the spectacle. Emine's adorable clu
Emine emerged from Aiden's bedroom and entered the hallway, her eyes scanning the familiar surroundings. Everything appeared unchanged, as if frozen in time. She couldn't help but scrutinize the hall, her gaze landing on the audacious portrait of Nora that still proudly adorned the wall. It was a stark reminder that Nora still held the reins of ownership. Emine scoffed, finding the situation absurd, and with a dismissive air, she departed.Meanwhile, Aiden, still grappling with his awakening senses, embarked on a search of the house, only to find it devoid of any presence. Perplexed, he muttered to himself, "This girl has truly grown wings." Determined to assert his authority, he made a decisive call to Finn, instructing him to contact Mr. Shadrach and terminate the deal with Emine. Adding a touch of audacity, Aiden declared, "Tell him I'll sweeten the deal with an additional thirty percent, just to see how far she dares to challenge me."As the clock neared nine in the morning, Sandr