During the journey home, Deborah ordered food for everyone. Their arrival at her place coincided with the delivery driver. [Perfect timing.] Deborah chuckled as she opened the door and paid for the food. Caroline told her friend to take a shower as they entered the house. “I will serve the food.” [Yes, Mom.] Deborah replied playfully. "Hey Deborah, can I have your wifi password?" Christian asked. [I have it written down on the little pink note on my laptop.] She signed before heading to her room to shower. "Oh, thanks," Christian replied, settling into the living room to check a few things on his computer. "Oh, honey, leave work and come help me," Caroline complained upon seeing her husband engrossed in work again. "I'm coming, sweetheart. I just want to check the stock market a bit." "Are you still playing with stocks?" "Yep, since someone told me they want a little house in this area.” He gave his partner a flirtatious glance. "Christian, you—" "I'm a man of m
It was a beautiful night for a grand celebration that brought together many important and powerful figures of society to commemorate the founding of the city. Anyone who was anyone or had a generous amount of money was invited.But more than the commemoration, all eyes and ears were on the rumors circulating about the Peterson family. Several had heard the trial’s conclusion led to George and Isabelle announcing their divorce—many were there to verify if it was true or just gossip.For the same reason, Roger received a separate invitation with an extra pass to bring a guest if he wished. Because of that, Sophia was excitedly doing her makeup for the grand event."You know, Roger, this party will feel different because I don't have new jewels to wear," Sophia pouted because Roger had always gifted her a new set of jewelry for every event they attended together."Stop complaining," Isabelle spoke, already fed up with Sophia, thinking it would be better if the girl were mute so that s
Deborah’s eyebrows furrowed as she noticed Isabelle and Sophia smiling at her mockingly. "What do you mean?" Samantha asked, looking at her friend in confusion. "Well—" Isabelle began. "Mom," Jayden interrupted, sensing the obvious distasteful intentions of Isabelle and Sophia. "Ms. Isabelle was trying to say that, unfortunately, Deborah is a divorced woman. The animal she was married to abandoned her over the vague excuse that her ability to speak made her useless. Instead of valuing the beautiful personality she possesses, he left her."Roger glared at Jayden for the way the latter had addressed him. But when Roger noticed the look of warning from his father, he quickly controlled himself. "What an idiot your ex is," Eric said with furrowed eyebrows. "To judge a beautiful lady in such a way only shows the poor upbringing he received." "I agree," Jayden smiled, noticing his father’s comment further annoyed Roger and Isabelle. "Well, but surely you agree that having mute g
The Coopers were taken aback by the revelation especially since they usually saw the blonde with Roger at every party they had attended."Well, we've certainly missed out on a lot, haven't we?" Eric sighed heavily."Quite a bit, especially since everything happened so quickly. Now, my second son will inherit the company while I'm currently going through a divorce with Isabelle," George lamented."I’m sorry to hear that," Samantha commented sympathetically."But I think these are things that should have happened a long time ago... I should have been tougher the moment I noticed Isabelle favoring one of our sons over the other," George admitted sadly as he glanced over at Elliot teasing Jayden away while embracing Deborah. "I guess I was naive to think she'd change.""Cheer up, my friend. You have your other son, so there's no need to be sad," Eric reassured George."And my future grandson," George added with a smile."Indeed," said Eric."Hey, how is Roger going to handle that?"
After the dance ended, Deborah, Jayden, and Elliot took their seats to enjoy dinner. While eating, Jayden and Elliot realized that they were fellow online gamers. They agreed to meet at Deborah's place the next day for a gaming session. Soon, the evening ended peacefully and without any issues. The real scandal erupted the following day when the media began circulating what had happened at the party, highlighting the confirmation of the long-standing rumor about the Petersons. The icing on the cake was Roger's ex-wife being seen with the heir of the Cooper family. In gossip and entertainment shows, everyone praised how beautiful Deborah looked and how blind Roger must have been to trade her for the woman he was now with. "Imbeciles," Sophia muttered furiously, biting into her toast. "But they're right. The mute totally eclipsed you with her jewelry and outfit," Isabelle mockingly said while sipping her coffee. "And did I ask for your opinion?" Sophia snapped at Isabelle. "Bes
Jayden was the first to arrive at Deborah's house. Just as he rang the doorbell, he saw Elliot arriving too."Good evening, beautiful," he said as Deborah opened the door."Hey, Debbie!" Elliot chimed in, rushing to hug her.[Good evening. You arrived at the same time.] Deborah greeted them with a smile before ushering them inside."So it seems," Jayden said, leaving his console in the living room. "Sweetheart, I'm taking over your TV."[Go ahead.]"Mr. Elliot," said a person standing at the door with paper bags. Jayden and Deborah noticed that Elliot had arrived with someone else."Oh, yeah, sorry. Gabriel, could you please put those on the table?" Elliot said. "Debbie, I brought some snacks for tonight.""Excuse me," Gabriel said, entering the house to leave the purchases before turning to Elliot. "What time should I pick you up?""Hmm... well, if Debbie doesn't mind, maybe I'll stay the night here.""What?!" Jayden exclaimed with a frown.[If your dad doesn't mind, you ca
The kiss was simply a gentle touch between their lips, but it was enough for both of them because it marked the beginning of everything. In their eyes, the love they felt was unmistakable. "Deborah..." [Would you like to be my boyfriend?] Deborah suggested. "Of course. Can I call you ‘my love’?" [You already express it in so many ways.] “But calling you 'my love' makes it more official, don't you think?" [I suppose.] Deborah blushed and glanced away shyly "What's wrong? You don't seem very happy." [I'm happy about what's starting between us, but... I'm afraid of…] "Things will be very different, and nothing bad will repeat, I promise." [Well, now we just have to see if your parents... well, accept us.] "What are you saying? They'll be thrilled with the news." Deborah smiled upon hearing his confident words which quickly dispelling her fears. They talked for a couple of hours under the night sky until the cold air prompted them to return home. "Hey, my love, wo
"Damn old man, you ruin my plans even from beyond the grave," Sophia muttered furiously, clenching her fists. "Is everyone conspiring against me?" She glared hatefully at the television screen tuned to a tabloid channel. She couldn't understand... how was it that a boring mute woman without grace or elegance managed to snag the richest men? What did Deborah have that Sophia didn't? Sophia looked at herself in the mirror and remembered the words of her so-called friends: "You may be pretty, but you're still the daughter of a maid. Your last name isn't worth a cent." "No! I am worth a lot," she said, staring at her reflection. "I can manipulate any man to worship me." She was absolutely furious, especially now that she had another problem on her hands. Sophia was supposed to have a baby boy. But the problem wasn't the gender at all. It was the fact that there was no baby in her belly. Her pregnancy was a lie she told to expedite the divorce. But now that things turned out this wa