Unbeknownst to the couple, someone had been following them, recording their conversation and snapping several incriminating photos. Satisfied with the evidence, the person called their boss to report back.“Perfect. Come back to the office safely,” the boss said, ending the call. The sapphire eyes of the man with jet-black hair flared, his anger evident. “This is good news for you as a lawyer. With this evidence, we’ll win the case,” commented his red-haired colleague. “Your reputation will soar with this lawsuit.”“I’m not doing it for the fame. She’s my wife’s friend, and I offered to help because it’s unjust for her to be treated that way,” he said, putting on his jacket.“Where are you going, Christian?” the redhead asked.“Isn’t it obvious? I’m going to see my client, inform her about this discovery, and possibly get her out of there because her life is in danger.”“In that case, I’ll expedite a restraining order with today’s recording.” His friend started to draft the docu
Deborah sighed sadly, then gave her cheeks a firm pat and chastised herself. ‘Come on, now is not the time to dwell on the past. I need to focus on getting away from him.’She returned her focus to her work, and by 7 PM, she shut down her laptop and headed to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Roger had said he wanted to talk tonight. As she finished setting the table, the doorbell rang, surprising her since no one visited at night. When she opened the door, she was startled to see Caroline and her husband, Christian.[Hello.] She greeted them with a smile that quickly faded when she saw their nervous and worried expressions."Good evening, Deborah," Christian greeted before stepping inside and closing the door quickly.[Is something wrong?] Deborah was puzzled by their behavior."You need to leave now, Deborah," Caroline said urgently.[What? Why? What's happening?]"You're in grave danger," Christian informed her."Sophia is pregnant," Caroline blurted.[What…] Deborah tremble
A little while earlier...After dinner, Roger took his beloved home, mindful that she shouldn’t exert herself in her current condition. Once alone, he turned on his phone and was shocked by the number of messages and missed calls from Fabian. Confused, he opened one message, and panic set in. He quickly headed back to the office.The message read: [Your father is here. Come back quickly.]This was a bad sign. His father hadn’t been to the office since handing him the presidency unless something serious was happening.Upon arrival, Roger noticed the employees avoided eye contact, which annoyed him. However, he couldn't react—it was likely his father’s doing. He strode to his office and found his father making Fabian work while reviewing the day's tasks.“Well, well… finally gracing us with your presence,” his father remarked sarcastically as Roger walked in.Roger frowned but quickly thought of an excuse to calm his father. “Sorry, Dad. I was delayed because I was taking Mom home.
“If you knew the truth, you wouldn’t call her that.”“What truth?” Roger asked, confused, as his father had always hinted at something when it came to Deborah.“I don’t know why you ask, since you should know,” his father said angrily. “Ungrateful child, you better stop this nonsense. You’re only ruining our name.”“I’m not ruining anyone or anything. If anything, it’s that mute who—”“Deborah,” his father interrupted, seething.“What?”“Is it so hard to call her by her name?”“I’ll never call her by her name, so you should understand how much I hate her.”“You do know that to fully inherit the company, your grandfather asked for a grandchild.”“Well, don’t worry, Dad. I have great news: you’re going to be a grandfather soon,” Roger declared happily.“What…? Is Deborah…?”“No, of course not,” he said with disgust.“What… but you said…” His father’s eyes narrowed. “Wait, are you saying your mistress is pregnant?”“Yes, and that’s why I’m divorcing Deborah to make Sophia my
“Wow… this place is beautiful,” Caroline said, awestruck.Deborah was equally amazed by the private neighborhood Jayden had brought them to.“I’ve heard about these private houses. They’re like something out of a dream,” Christian commented, observing the spacious homes around them. The air was filled with a familial atmosphere, and the environment felt safe with security guards patrolling the streets and the neighborhood entrance.“My father calls them ‘homes for the “not-so-rich” rich,’” Jayden joked. “This was my first project as president. It’s for people who are wealthy but don’t want to live in a huge mansion with servants. They want security, but also privacy and a sense of community. Here, you get a private space, a community of neighbors, some local shops, and strict security 24/7.”“I’ve heard about this concept. They call them 'homes for the rich poor' on TV,” Caroline said excitedly.“Yeah, it was a big hit when it launched and it’s still popular. Our properties have a
“What do you mean, prepare? Prepare for what?” he asked, confused.[It’s a secret.]“Oh… how mysterious,” he chuckled. “Hey, Deborah, do you think that, um… well, you know… when you’re officially divorced, maybe you and I…”[Jayden, I see you as a good friend.] Deborah smiled sadly.“I know, but… could you give me a chance?”[Well, I…]“Hey, don’t worry. I know it’s early, but I want you to consider me in the future because you seem like a perfect woman, beautiful inside and out,” he said, moving closer to gently caress her face with the back of his right hand.[Jayden…] Deborah blushed at his words as it was the first time someone had called her beautiful.“I understand it’s sudden, but my feelings are real. I even learned sign language and Morse code just to communicate with you naturally, instead of making you carry around a notebook all the time.”She felt a bit embarrassed by his confession, remembering the first time she met him when she knocked on his door asking for he
Deborah felt a slight shiver, but she tried to push her anxiety away from her mind because no one would come to yell at her anymore. She approached the mirror in the living room, where she smiled at her reflection.‘Don't be afraid, Deborah. This is the first step to finding your own happiness,’ she told herself.For the first time in a long time, she finally managed to sleep early and didn't set her alarm because there was no one left to attend to. The next morning, she woke up early, feeling a bit startled to find herself in an unfamiliar room, but then relaxed as she remembered it wasn't a dream... she had truly left that apartment and Roger behind.‘Well, today is my first day in my new life,’ she thought, smiling as she got out of bed to take a shower. Upon stepping out, she noticed the few clothes she owned, which were seriously old and worn out. She decided that if she was going to change her life, she should start with her appearance and wardrobe.With that plan in mind, sh
[It's not that.] Deborah said."Huh?" Jayden looked puzzled.[You've already done so much for me, so I'm the one who wants to invite you to dinner.]"Oh, well, in that case, I gladly accept," he said, using a flirtatious tone in his voice.[Is 8 o'clock okay for you?] Deborah asked."I'll be here punctually, neighbor," he said, winking.Just then Caroline arrived, so Jayden bid farewell to both before getting into his car and heading to work."You know, he's a handsome guy," Caroline commented, analytically eyeing Jayden.[Carrie…] Deborah complained, giving her a gentle tap on the shoulder. [You're married.]"And? Enjoying some eye candy doesn't hurt anyone. Besides, there are two 'buts' in this drama.""Two?""I love my Chris, and Mr. Eye Candy seems to care a lot about you," Caroline said.[I know... but I can't reciprocate his feelings as he wishes.] Deborah admitted."Hey, relax, even I know you'll need some time. But candidate number one has my approval," Caroline sa