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Media Frenzy: Victor Found Out That Racheal Is An Heiress
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Rachael’s hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly that her knuckles were turning white. The traffic lights blurred in the distance, but her vision wasn’t focused on them. It wasn’t focused on anything but the overwhelming storm swirling in her head.The confrontation with Victor played on a loop, every word, every infuriating smirk etched into her mind like a wound that wouldn’t heal.She clenched her jaw. Her chest felt heavy, and she could feel the tears welling up behind her eyes, threatening to spill over.“He has no right. No right at all!”Her thoughts screamed, clashing with the rhythmic hum of the engine as she sped down the road. She didn’t even know where she was going, just that she needed to drive. Needed to get away from the suffocating weight of Victor’s presence, his cold eyes, and that damned smirk. Her heart pounded in her chest as her mind raced with everything she wished she had said, every word she wanted to throw at him.“How dare he bring up Jamal like that?
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Rachael sighed, the tension returning to her shoulders as she ran a hand through her hair.“I ran into Victor at the company where I went to sign that deal. I wasn’t expecting it. One minute, I’m going over the contract, and then boom, there he is—standing in the doorway like nothing’s changed.”Chloe's eyes widened in disbelief before narrowing with anger. "That son of a bitch!" she spat, slamming her hand on the table. "I *knew* it! Ever since that day in the park, I had this feeling he’d find a way to slither back into your life. That insignificant fool!"Chloe slammed her glass down onto the table with a force that made the ice clink against the sides, her eyes blazing with fury. “Victor is a coward, Rachael! A spineless, selfish, good-for-nothing piece of trash who can’t stand the fact that you moved on and built a life without him!Rachael leaned back, a small, tired smile tugging at her lips as Chloe went off. Watching her best friend get worked up over Victor was like watchin
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Mummy? Uncle Damian? Why are you all shouting?"The room fell silent, as if time itself had stopped. Racheal’s heart skipped a beat, her body freezing for a moment as she slowly turned toward the hospital bed. There, staring back at her with groggy but familiar brown eyes, was Jamal. Her son. Awake.Her hands flew to her mouth, and her breath came in short, sharp gasps. "Oh, Lord have mercy!" she cried out, rushing to his side as tears welled in her eyes. "My baby! You're finally awake!" Her voice cracked with emotion as she sank into the chair beside his bed, grasping his small hand in hers as though afraid to let go. "Oh my God, Jamal, where’s hurting you? Tell mummy, baby!"Her tears spilled freely now, streaking down her cheeks as she smoothed his hair back, overwhelmed by the miracle of him being awake after so many dark, uncertain days.Racheal’s hands trembled as she clutched Jamal’s, her voice still shaky with disbelief. She leaned closer, trying to keep her emotions in check.
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The shock of the punch left him dizzy for a moment, but the anger rising inside him burned just as fiercely.“Damian!” Racheal’s voice cut through the room, sharp and filled with panic. She rushed between them, pushing against Damian’s chest with both hands, trying to stop him from going in for another punch. Her face was flushed, her eyes wide with shock and anger. “What the hell are you doing?!”“What am I doing?” Damian spat, his chest heaving as he glared over Racheal’s shoulder at Victor. His nostrils flared, fists still clenched tightly at his sides. “What the hell is *he* doing here?”His voice was laced with venom, his finger jabbing toward Victor like an accusation. “He left you. He abandoned Jamal! And now he just thinks he can waltz back in here? Like he deserves to be here?”Victor wiped the blood from his lip with the back of his hand, his jaw throbbing from the punch, but he refused to back down. His eyes locked onto Damian’s, a dark fury simmering beneath the surface.
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