William rubbed his eyes, the remnants of sleep clinging to his senses. He stretched his arms, feeling the stiffness from sleeping in an unfamiliar bed. "Finally, I can go back to Tessa and the kids," he mumbled to himself, his heart swelling with longing for his family. Unbeknownst to him, a sinister plot had unfolded while he’s sleeping.He stepped into the shower, the warm water soothing his tired muscles. The water ascaded down, he thought about the warmth of his wife's embrace, the laughter of his children filling their home. "I need to make it up to them. I've been away for too long," he muttered, his voice laced with guilt.After his shower, he wrapped a towel around his waist, his mind already back home with his family. "I hope they'll understand. I'll explain everything to Tessa. She always understands me," he reassured himself, trying to quell the growing unease in his chest.Dressed in fresh clothes, he sat down at the hotel room's small table, glancing at the untouched brea
Cindy gazed at herself in the mirror, a wicked glint in her eyes. "Today's the day, Cindy. Time to play the caring friend, the concerned colleague," she muttered to herself, her voice laced with a false sweetness. She brushed her hair with calculated precision, thinking about how to approach William without arousing suspicion.She applied her makeup, her mind raced with schemes and manipulations. "He needs me now, more than ever. I'll be the shoulder he leans on, the one he turns to in his moment of vulnerability." Her lips curved into a cunning smile, confident in her ability to deceive.She chose an outfit carefully, opting for something both professional and alluring. "Just the right balance," she mused, her eyes narrowing with determination. The dress clung to her figure in all the right places, designed to captivate without being too obvious. Cindy knew the power of allure, how it could cloud a man's judgment, and she intended to use it to her advantage.Breakfast was a formality
William sat down in the park, his hands trembled as he clutched the pictures, his heart sinking into a deep pit of despair. His eyes were fixed on the images that shattered his world, each photograph a painful reminder of the betrayal he never saw coming. His beloved wife, the woman he thought he knew so well, was captured in those frames, sharing moments with a stranger, a man whose face seemed oddly familiar yet remained elusive in his memory.Tears blurred his vision as he stared at the pictures, the scenes unfolding before his eyes like a nightmare he couldn't wake up from. His mind raced, searching for answers, trying to comprehend how his once blissful family life had crumbled into pieces. His voice, choked with anguish, quivered as he whispered to himself, "How could she do this? How could she take our kids and run away with someone else?"His fists clenched, the pictures crumpling in his hands as if he could crush the pain within them. The weight of betrayal pressed down on hi
Cindy's frustration boiled within her like a cauldron of seething anger. Alone in her hotel suite, she couldn't fucking understand why her meticulously orchestrated plan hadn't shattered William's world as intended. How could he remain so steadfast in his trust for Tessa, refusing to succumb to the doubts she had carefully planted?"Fuck! Ahh! How can he trust her so blindly?" she muttered to herself, her voice laden with annoyance. Her mind raced with thoughts of what she could do next. She knew she had to escalate her efforts, to break through the barrier of his belief and pierce his heart with the poisoned arrow of doubt. With each step she took across the room, her determination grew, overshadowing her previous annoyance with a newfound resolve."He trusts her too much. I need to make him see the truth!" she muttered, clenching her fists as if trying to physically grasp the solution to her dilemma. She couldn't afford to let William slip through her fingers. Not after all the tim
Cindy clenched her phone tightly, her frustration bubbling over. "What do you mean he's still looking for them?" Her voice was sharp, edged with impatience.The private investigator's voice crackled through the phone speaker. "I've been tailing him, but he's determined. He's asking questions, talking to neighbors, trying to find any trace of his wife and kids."Cindy's nails dug into her palm, her irritation growing. "I don't want excuses! I want results! How hard can it be to make him believe those pictures? I made sure those pictures looked real. He has to believe them! He has to hate her, so he can come to me."The investigator's tone remained steady, attempting to ease her frustration. "Maybe he's just in denial, ma'am. Sometimes, people refuse to accept the truth, especially when it concerns their loved ones. I understand your frustration, Ms. Cindy, but he's not an easy target. He loves his family, and he's not willing to accept anything without concrete proof."Cindy scoffed, h
Cindy woke up with a determination that bordered on desperation. The need to make William believe her consumed her every thought. With steely resolve, she decided to employ another tactic. She would lie to him once more, fabricate a story that would shatter his trust in Tessa.After a refreshing shower, Cindy meticulously chose her outfit—a dress that accentuated her figure and highlighted her charm. She knew the power of her appearance, and today, she planned to use it to her advantage.She looked at herself in the mirror, she rehearsed the words she would use, the emotions she would portray. This had to be convincing; this had to be the final blow to William's trust in his wife.Dressed to the nines, Cindy set out for William's house, her heart pounding with anticipation. She rehearsed her lines, making sure every word sounded genuine, every expression on her face appeared sincere.Upon arriving at his doorstep, Cindy took a deep breath, steadying her nerves. She knocked on the door
William reflected on the conversation with Cindy, a sense of vulnerability washed over him. He couldn't shake the guilt that gnawed at him for exposing the fragile side of himself to another woman. Tessa's image lingered in his mind, and he questioned whether he should let someone else, especially Cindy, become this close to him.He paced through the living room, wrestling with conflicting emotions. "What am I doing? Tessa deserves my trust. I shouldn't be letting Cindy manipulate my feelings like this," he muttered to himself, his brow furrowed in self-disgust. The weight of uncertainty hung heavy in the air.Despite that he’s acting weird, Cindy continued her calculated approach. She placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, feigning empathy. "William, I can't imagine how difficult this is for you. If you need someone to lean on, I'm here for you!”His vulnerability clouded his judgment. He found a momentary solace in Cindy's seemingly understanding words. "I appreciate that, Cindy.
Alone in his house, surrounded by the echoes of his own thoughts, William couldn't shake the persistent questions that lingered in his mind. The events of the past days had left him in a state of emotional loneliness, and now, a new uncertainty crept into his consciousness – Cindy's sudden involvement in his life."Why is Cindy so eager to make me believe Tessa cheated on me?" William wondered aloud, his voice a low murmur in the empty room. His mind, still reeling from the shock of the pictures and the subsequent revelations, sought clarity amidst the chaos.He paced back and forth, his steps echoing the restlessness within. Cindy's motives seemed dubious, and he couldn't fathom why she appeared out of nowhere, injecting herself into the midst of his crumbling world. Questions swirled in his mind like a tempest, demanding answers he struggled to find."She claimed to have seen Tessa with another man, but why? What does she gain from all this?" William mused, running his fingers throu
So the two of them stepped out of the bar, he couldn't contain his excitement. He was determined to make Sarah his, consequences be damned. He led her to his newest sports car, a sleek and shiny machine that screamed luxury."Wow, is this your car, Lucas?" Sarah asked, her eyes wide with awe.Lucas smirked, loving the way she looked at him. "Of course. I have a collection of sports cars in my villa," he boasted, opening the car door for her.Sarah climbed into the passenger seat, impressed by Lucas's display of wealth and power. As they drove towards her place, Lucas couldn't help but try to impress her even more."So, Sarah, tell me about your family. What do they do in life?" Lucas asked, trying to steer the conversation away from his own deception.Sarah hesitated for a moment, unsure of how much to reveal. "My parents are in marketing, and many more," she replied finally. "They are constantly moving from town to another town because of business.”Lucas raised an eyebrow, intrigued
"I couldn't help but notice you from across the room. You look absolutely stunning in that emerald dress. I’m not gonna lie, when I tell you that,”Sarah smiled politely, but there was a hint of skepticism in her eyes. "Thank you," she replied. "And let me just say, you have the most captivating smile I've ever seen." He said, extending his hands.Sarah chuckled softly. "You certainly know how to lay on the charm, don't you?"Lucas grinned, feeling emboldened by her response. "I like to think I have a way with words. So, what brings a beautiful woman like you to a place like this?"He couldn't resist the urge to show off. He casually mentioned his successful businesses, subtly hinting at his wealth and success. "I own a few businesses myself," he said casually. "Nothing too fancy, just a few million-dollar ventures here and there."Sarah raised an eyebrow, impressed despite herself. "That's quite impressive. It must keep you busy?”He shrugged nonchalantly. "It does, but I always mak
The luxury high-end bar was highly recommendable in the town, with its glittering chandeliers, plush velvet couches, and marble-topped tables. Soft jazz music played in the background, creating a sophisticated ambiance. The place was bustling with well-dressed patrons, sipping on expensive cocktails and enjoying the vibrant atmosphere.And inside of the place, Lucas Davis sat at the bar, a glass of whiskey in hand, a smirk on his face. Despite being engaged, he was determined to enjoy his night out and relish in the attention of others. He was known as the "life of the party,". He took a sip of his drink, Lucas's eyes scanned the room, taking in the scene around him. He saw his "friends," the sons of wealthy businessmen, approaching him with smiles on their faces."Lucas! You're here too! What the hell, man!" one of them exclaimed, clapping him on the back."Of course, I'm here. I'm everywhere," He replied with a cocky grin, reveling in the attention."But I heard you were very busy
Lucas Davis was seething with anger. His face was red, and his hands trembled with frustration as he paced back and forth in his office. Harper watched him with a smirk, enjoying his display of rage."I can't believe that old man, mom! Imagine that? He wasted my time! My time is too precious just to be wasted! How dare he decline us? They're the ones who set up an appointment with us! They're the ones who need us!" He shouted, his voice echoing off the walls.His mother chuckled wickedly. "Yes, the nerve of him! I can't believe William declined us. Well, he hasn't declined yet, he told us he'll think twice.""The nerve of him! Doesn't that old guy know who we are? We're billionaires! Everyone wants to get a partnership with me!" Lucas roared, his fists clenched in fury.Harper stood up, her eyes flashing with malice. "Hey, calm down, Lucas. We need to be strategic about this. You can't let our emotions control you!”Lucas glared at her. "I am calm, Mom! I just can't stand it when some
Finally, after like the end of the world, William and his wife got back home. The heavy feeling of the day seemed to hang heavy on his shoulders. He sank onto the sofa, feeling drained and stressed from the encounter with Lucas Davis and his mother.“Ahh! So tired!” He complained while massaging his neck.His wife watched him closely, her expression unreadable. "So, have you decided, William?" she asked, her voice tense.He rubbed his temples, feeling the beginnings of a headache. "I can't decide yet, Cindy. We just got home, please, not now." he replied, his tone weary.Cindy's face tightened at his response. She, too, was exhausted, but she knew they needed to make a decision soon. "I'm exhausted too! It's Not just you! But you need to decide soon. If you manage to sign the deal with Lucas Davis, then your mother will let you support your long-lost children," she reminded him, pretending to care for his children."I know that, Cindy!" William snapped, his patience wearing thin. "But
He can't help but chuckle bitterly. Now, he finally understood. His mother and Harper Davis have the same evil personality.They would do everything just for their gain. They're just both evil."You hate Harper, but you aren't aware that you're just the same as her, mom.”"How dare you compare me to that woman?!" she seethed, her voice sharp with indignation. "I would never stoop to her level!"His own frustration bubbling to the surface. "You're both willing to manipulate and use anyone, even your own family, to get what you want. How is that any different? You may not see it, but your actions speak otherwise. Using my children as pawns in your games is just as ruthless as anything Harper Davis would do!”His mother's eyes flashed with fury. "I've only ever wanted what's best for you and your children! How can you accuse me of such things? Why can’t you understand me, huh? Are we going to fight forever, William?”"Because it's true, mom! You blackmailed me, you used my children as le
They left the meeting room and went inside the elevator. After the doors closed, the tension among them was palpable. His mother's face was flushed with anger, and his wife's expression was a mix of frustration and disappointment."William, this is madness! How could you let this opportunity slip away? We could have had a deal with the Davis family!" his mother berated him, her voice echoing in the confined space.His wife chimed in, her tone sharp with accusation. "Yeah, I can't believe you! You had the chance to secure a partnership with one of the most influential families in the business world, and you just let it go!"He tried to defend his decision. "I couldn't agree to the deal without knowing all the details. I need to be sure it's the right move for our company."His mother scoffed, clearly unimpressed. "Details? What details? Lucas Davis offered us a golden opportunity, and you threw it away because of your stubbornness!""You never listen to anyone, do you?" Cindy looks ver
Lucas Davis entered the room with a casual swagger, his eyes flickering with a hint of amusement. He was well aware of the tension in the air, but it didn't seem to faze him in the slightest."Ohh, we have guests today! Mr. Reign, my apologies for the delay. Business calls, you know how it is," Lucas said with a dismissive wave of his hand, as if being late was a minor inconvenience.William felt a surge of irritation. "I understand that, Mr. Davis. However, being punctual is a sign of respect. It shows that you value the other person's time," he replied, his tone firm.Lucas chuckled, leaning back in his chair. "Respect, Mr. Reign? In the world of business, respect is earned, not given. And I'm sure you'll agree, I've earned my fair share."He gritted his teeth, struggling to maintain his composure. He could feel his wife’s hand on his arm, a silent reminder to stay calm."I'm here to discuss a potential partnership between our companies, Mr. Davis. However, I must insist on professi
He can feel the tension in the room was palpable. Cindy and his mother were fidgeting in their seats, exchanging excited whispers, while he sat back, trying to remain composed."Why are you both so excited?" He asked again, his tone more insistent this time.His wife gave him an exasperated look. "Dear, are you stupid or what? Don't you understand? This meeting could change everything for us. The Davis family is a huge opportunity for our business," she explained, her eyes shining with anticipation."But what if it's not what we expect? What if it's a trap?" He countered, his skepticism evident.His mother chimed in, her voice stern. "William, stop being so negative. I’m sick and tired of you, son! We have to be optimistic about this. Besides, Lucas Davis is a brilliant businessman. We could learn a lot from him!”He sighed, knowing he wouldn't win this argument. He leaned back in his chair, resigned to the fact that he would have to go through with the meeting, whether he liked it or