AMBERThe next day at the clinic, I was engrossed in my work when Sebastian approached me, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He handed me an envelope, a small smile playing on his lips. "What is this, Sebastian?" I asked, my curiosity piqued."Why don't you take a look, Amber? I have a feeling you'll find it quite interesting," he replied, his voice laced with anticipation.Pausing my task, I opened the envelope, and my eyes widened as I saw a stack of documents nestled within. My heart raced with a mix of surprise and gratitude as I skimmed through the papers, realizing that they were all about Brittany Davis and her boyfriend Matthew."S-Sebastian! You really shouldn't have done this. I never asked you to go to such lengths for me," I stammered, feeling both embarrassed and deeply appreciative.Sebastian leaned against a nearby desk, arms crossed. "It's too late for that, Amber. Consider it a gift from a friend who understands your situation. I know you need resources for your plans,
AMBERThe day had finally arrived. The day when my plan to expose Brittany's true nature to Matthew's parents would set in motion. The anticipation coiled within me, a mix of excitement and apprehension. Sebastian and I had devised a clever scheme—one that would use a soft spot in Matthew's family to expose the cracks in Brittany's image.With our plan in mind, Sebastian and I stood in front of Matthew's family house, holding a basket that contained four adorable golden retriever puppies. My heart twisted with a pang of guilt. I had always loved animals, and using innocent creatures for my revenge didn't sit right with me."Amber, remember why we're doing this. The puppies won't end up in the wrong hands. Matthew's family loves dogs, and these little ones will be taken care of," Sebastian reassured me, his voice gentle.I nodded, though the turmoil within me remained. "I know, but it still feels wrong. Exploiting their love for dogs for our own gain..."Sebastian's hand rested on my b
AMBER The anticipation hung heavy in the air the next day as we waited for our plan to unfold the next morning. Sebastian and I had meticulously orchestrated a scheme that would exploit the tensions between Brittany and her socialite family, pushing them into a conflict with Matthew's parents. The key element was the fake dinner invitation sent from Matthew's personal email, a gesture that would lure the Davis family into the lion's den. Sebastian had managed to hire someone to hack into Matthew's email, granting us the opportunity to send the invitation. My heart raced with nervous excitement as I read the email before it was dispatched—a special dinner invitation from "Matthew," suggesting a surprise secret dinner. The wording was calculated to pique Brittany's curiosity and feed into her desire for Matthew to win her parents' favor. As the hours ticked by, Sebastian and I shared a sense of apprehension. We had put everything on the line for this plan, and now it was up to fate to
Brittany's excitement bubbled as they pulled up to Matthew's house. This was a golden opportunity to impress her boyfriend's parents and, perhaps, mend the strained relationship between their families. She knew Matthew's parents had never been fond of her, seeing her as a spoiled and socialite lady, but this dinner could change all that.As they stepped out of the car and made their way towards the front door, Brittany couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. She had dressed to impress, wanting to leave a lasting impression on Matthew's family. Harper, her ever-critical mother, trailed behind her, her expression already marred with disapproval."What kind of house is this? Can't they even afford a villa?" Harper remarked with a sneer, her voice dripping with condescension."Mom, lower your voice. They might hear you," Brittany hissed, a hint of embarrassment creeping into her tone.Harper responded with an exaggerated eye roll, dismissing her daughter's concerns.Inside the hou
Harper's disdain for the puppies was palpable; she viewed them with an undisguised mixture of repulsion and irritation. To her, these dogs were far from the high-end breeds she was accustomed to, and their presence in Matthew's home was an affront to her sensibilities. As the puppies scampered around with unrestrained excitement, she nearly pushed them away in her desperate attempt to distance herself from them.Matthew's parents, however, were not about to tolerate any harm coming to their beloved pets. Anger flared in their eyes as Harper's actions escalated the already tense situation."What the hell? Don't touch our dogs! Don't lay your hands on them, Harper! You have no right!" Matthew's father's voice rang out with authority, his protective instincts kicking in.Harper's tirade against the dogs continued unabated. "You all have a stinky house, and now stinky dogs! Disgusting!" she proclaimed, her voice dripping with scorn.Brittany, mortified by her mother's behavior, pleaded wi
Brittany hurriedly led her mother away from Matthew's house, her heart felt like a tangled mess of emotions. She was deeply embarrassed by her mother's outrageous behavior and sensed that it might have pushed her already fragile relationship with Matthew to the brink.Tears welled up in her eyes as she pulled her mother towards their waiting car. However, Harper, seemingly oblivious to the turmoil her actions had caused, was anything but sympathetic."Stop crying, Brittany! Why the hell are you crying, huh?! Wipe your tears! You look stupid!" Harper snapped, her own anger unabated.Inside the confines of their car, Brittany couldn't hold back her frustration any longer. She unleashed her pent-up emotions in a torrent of words. "I should stop crying?! Mom, didn't you realize what you did with Matthew's parents?! You made a scene, and now, I'm sure my boyfriend is mad at me!" Her voice wavered with a mixture of sorrow and anger.However, Harper, in her relentless pursuit of self-interes
Brittany and Harper arrived into their lavish home, the opulent surroundings contrasting starkly with Brittany's emotional outburst. They stood in the grand living room, the housemaids immediately went out of their sight. Brittany's tears flowed freely, her mascara smudging her cheeks as she struggled to make sense of the chaos her mother had unleashed."I can't believe this, Mom!" Brittany's voice trembled with anger and despair. "If only I knew this would happen, I would never have asked you to come with me to visit Matthew's home!"Harper, clad in designer attire, regarded her daughter with cold indifference. Her wrinkled face bore the weight of a lifetime's worth of deceit and manipulation. She raised an elegant eyebrow, her tone mocking. "I couldn't understand why you're mad, Brittany! There's nothing to be mad about, you know! You should be rejoicing because at last, that average commoner family will no longer be associated with us!"Brittany's sobs intensified, her shoulders he
AMBERA mischievous and wide grin is plastered on my lips. Unbeknownst to everyone, I've been discreetly following every move of the Davis family. I'm aware of the ongoing argument between Brittany and Harper inside the car. I've also heard how Matthew's family and Harper had a falling out. And how Brittany is caught in the middle of it.I'm happy. Ecstatic, even. There are not enough words to describe how I feel right now. My blood has come alive like never before, considering everything that has happened in my life. And now, we're following Harper and Brittany's car to their house.Even though I'm hiding in the backyard, I can hear everything loud and clear because of the Davis family's voices. I know they're arguing because of what happened earlier with Matthew's family.Despite the absence of a mirror in front of me, I can't help but feel like I'm wearing a triumphant smile. I feel like a tortoise that has outsmarted its opponent. But in the dark place where I'm hiding, I felt Seb
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