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“Miss Frost is not my ex. I have taste Sky, don't insult me.” Easton said in a cold voice making everyone choke.“Then how do you explain what Jade just said?” Sky fumed. Everyone was quiet and holding their breaths as they watched the scene unfold. Easton placed his hands in his pockets, looking as unbothered as ever, “Jade is delusional from the pain of seeing Micheal remain in that state for five years, so when she heard that I put Scarlet in charge, she assumed she was my ex. Which is ridiculous, not that it's any of your business. ” Easton explained coolly turning to face a pale Jade who knew she had fucked up. “He’s lying! She is the gold-digging slut from five years ago.” Jade fumed. “Kai, take care of this. Miss Frost proceed as earlier discussed,” Easton said and walked away. The security detail walked in to escort Jade out. Her face was red in anger as she walked out. “This isn't over!” she spat, walking away. Scarlet stood frozen on the spot. She should have felt r
“I don’t think being here is a good thing after what just happened.” Scarlet pointed out as she stood in front of Easton.“After what happened?” He asked like he wasn’t present when the chaos was unfolding. Scarlet was about to respond when he cut her off. “Don’t tell me you were offended.” He smirked, “What we had wasn’t a relationship. So I wouldn’t exactly call you my ex.” “What?”“You seem to have a hearing problem lately. Remind Kai to connect you to our doctor. Now come, " he said as he began walking towards the door, but Scarlet remained glued to where she was standing.“Haha. Very funny. You should consider being a part-time comedian. Your jokes are getting better by the day.” Scarlet rolled her eyes.Easton paused. Turning to face her, “Let’s go. Or do you want me to take you on my shoulder?”“You wouldn’t fucking dare.” Scarlet stepped back.“What a foul mouth for a lady,” Easton said, his brows meeting.“What? You can curse and I can’t?” Scarlet raised an eyebrow, “I mean
Her gaze drifted back to the designs, each one more beautiful than the last. The room felt sacred, a tribute to a woman she didn’t know but suddenly felt deeply connected to. But as she stepped into the room further, she noticed a pattern she had seen before but couldn’t remember where. “Easton… I don’t know what to say. This… this is beyond words.”“You don’t have to say anything,” he said, his voice quieter now. “You’re the first person I’ve shown this to. I thought… maybe you’d get inspired. I know how much pressure I’ve put you through by throwing this show in your hands..”Her heart softened at his admission, melting the icy wall she’d built around herself after everything they had been through. For a moment, she forgot the tension between them, the arguments, and the pain of their past. She saw a side of him she hadn’t seen in years—one that reminded her of the man she once knew.The man she was hopelessly in love with.Scarlet shook her head, her voice full of emotion. “I don’
“Mummy!” Jasmine giggled as she rushed into Scarlet’s arms. Scarlet kneeled down with her arms open as she smiled at her little angel. “Baby, I missed you so much!” Scarlet held her tightly. The school had called her and she thought there was an issue. But all they wanted was for her to pick her daughter up like every parent because they had returned one day before the day they were scheduled to come back.“I missed you too!” Jasmine giggled as Scarlet lifted her off the ground. “Well, how about some shopping? Mummy got paid and would love to get her princess those pretty dresses she has always wanted.” Scarlet smiled with so much warmth in her heart.She was finally able to afford good things for her daughter after struggling all her life, surviving on one poorly prepared meal a day. It was a miracle that Scarlet wasn’t skinny.“Yay! I knew that competition would make our life better.!” Jasmine teased with a smug look as she jumped into the back seat.Scarlet laughed, remembering
“She's late!” Easton checked his watch for the fifth time, his jaw tightening with every passing second. Scarlet was never late. Although she was annoyingly punctual, she would complain and have a bad temper, but she was never late. Did she change her mind or did something go wrong? Easton couldn’t help but wonder. He pulled out his phone and redialed her number. It rang once, and twice, then went to voicemail. He paced back and forth. Frustration slowly started to build up.“Maybe she forgot,” Kai commented seeing his boss look like he was about to blow the room up.“She had better not.” He growled. He dialed her number again.Kai, pushed his glasses forward as he looked at the cameras. “Still no answer? Maybe the call she received was urgent.” Kai said, making Easton pause to look at him. “What call?” Kai hesitated.“Kai.”“I don't know. When I met her outside, we joked, then she received a call and rushed out.” “And you're only telling me this now because?”“I didn't thi
“Do you have a hearing problem, Chief?” Easton raised his brow in question.“Ah- Yes- No. No sir.” He chuckled in embarrassment. “It’s just that I didn’t know we had someone who is important to you in our custody. This employee must be extremely hardworking for you to come down here yourself.” The chief grinned but coughed to mask it when he saw that Easton’s face was as cold as ever.The chief gulped as he adjusted his collar, sweat forming on his forehead. “I… uh… I’ll just check the records, sir. What was the name again?”Easton’s eyes narrowed dangerously. His tone was sharp, like a blade slicing through the room. “Scarlet Frost.”The chief blinked, caught off guard. “Scarlet Frost?” he repeated, his voice rising slightly in confusion. “As in... a woman?”Easton’s jaw tightened, and his gaze darkened further. “Yes, Chief. A woman. Do you have a problem with that?”The chief swallowed hard, realizing he had stepped into a minefield. “No, sir. Absolutely not! I’ll have her released
“Jasmine! This is not your father!” Scarlet.was horrified as she peeled her off Easton. “But I heard you that night when you were talking with Aunt Aria-” “Woah! Okay, big girl. We gotta Go!” Aria pulled her softly When they were out of earshot, Easton turned to Scarlet, “Who is the father?”Scarlet met his eyes, her expression blank but her tone colder than ice. “It’s none of your business.”Easton’s jaw clenched, his hands curling into fists at his sides. He stared at her for a long, suffocating moment, the muscles in his jaw twitching. Without another word, he turned on his heel and walked away, his footsteps echoing like thunder in the heavy silence.Scarlet watched him go, her chest tight as she exhaled a shaky breath. “What a mess,” she whispered to herself before forcing her feet to move toward the car.“Shoot me now!” Scarlet leaned her head against the headrest.“Mama?” Jasmine’s soft voice pulled her back, making her turn to face her.“Yes, baby?”“Are you mad at me?” J
“Sir now is not a -” Kai’s voice was cut off by an angry Henry who passed him, ignoring his warning. Easton was in a terrible mood and wanted to be left alone as he thought about the previous night's events. A daughter.Scarlet had a daughter and he wasn't aware. How much didn't he know?He was scrolling through the pictures he had taken of her when the door to his office burst open with a loud bang. He looked up, unflinching, to see his father, Henry Black, marching in with a thunderous expression. “Good morning to you too, Dad,” Easton said dryly, setting his tablet down. Henry didn’t respond. Instead, he slammed a folded newspaper onto the desk in front of Easton. The bold, glaring headline read: [COOPERATE SCANDAL: LEADING DESIGNER AT BLACK ENTERPRISE ARRESTED FOR THEFT]Easton’s eyes flicked down to the article, his jaw tightening.It slipped his mind that such a thing would happen. But what angered him was how quickly they got the news out. He had been at the station per
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Ten years later…The Black estate was alive with laughter and warmth, a stark contrast to the cold, intimidating mansion it had once been. “It wasn’t me!” Michael Black, once known for his gruff and no-nonsense demeanor, had long since abandoned any illusion of control in his household. He stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of his office, sipping his morning coffee, and watching the chaos unfold in the garden below. His ten-year-old daughter, Sophia, a whirlwind of energy with her mother’s stubbornness and his sharp mind, was currently chasing her younger brother, Eli, around the backyard. Eli, at six years old, was just as mischievous as his sister, but with a charm that let him get away with just about anything—especially with his mother. Vivian had always been a force to be reckoned with, but as a mother, she was even more terrifyingly devoted. Michael smirked as he watched her from the window. She was standing with Scarlet, laughing as she scolded Sophia for attempting
“What is going on?” Vivian asked, her voice laced with curiosity as Michael carefully led her outside, his large hands covering her eyes. “Just trust me,” he murmured near her ear, his deep voice sending a familiar shiver down her spine. Vivian huffed but didn’t argue. She could feel the cool evening breeze against her skin and the soft sound of music in the background. The scent of roses filled the air, mingling with something delicious—her stomach grumbled in anticipation. Finally, Michael stopped his hands slowly slipping away from her face. Vivian blinked as her vision adjusted, and when she finally took in what was before her, her breath hitched. The backyard had been transformed into something straight out of a dream. A large mattress covered in rose petals was nestled under twinkling fairy lights, and a beautifully set dinner table stood nearby, illuminated by the soft glow of candles. A huge screen was set up, ready to play what she assumed was one of their favorite
The grand estate was transformed into a dream-like setting, decorated in soft hues of pink and blue. Fairy lights twinkled in the trees, and elegant floral arrangements adorned every corner of the sprawling garden. A large "Baby Black" banner hung over the beautifully arranged dessert table, where an assortment of sweets and a magnificent tiered cake waited to be cut. Michael had spared no expense, ensuring the event was perfect. Vivian, of course, had demanded something extravagant, and he had gladly complied. Vivian stood in the center of it all, glowing, her six-month baby bump accentuated by a flowing satin dress that curved just below her bust. She had chosen a shimmering gold gown, refusing to blend into the pink and blue theme. Her hair had been turned into soft curls, and her eyes sparkled with excitement. Michael, ever the grumpy billionaire, stood beside her in a white shirt and black pants, looking both inpatient and ridiculously handsome. Vivian had complained a
Michael unlocked the door to their home. A cake in one hand and flowers in another.His mind still running through his conversation with Easton. Foot rubs, space, asking what she needed—it all felt a little… too simple. But he’d try. He needed to try. The moment he stepped inside, he was hit with the scent of freshly baked cookies. He paused, taking a slow breath. His heart rate quickened. Was she really baking? Vivian didn’t exactly strike him as the domestic type. His curiosity led him further into the house, and that’s when he saw her. Vivian stood by the kitchen counter, a wide grin on her face, clearly waiting for his reaction. Her apron was askew, flour streaked on her cheek, but she looked happier than he’d seen her in days. “Michael!” she exclaimed, her voice laced with excitement. “I made cookies! I thought you’d like them.” “Really? I got you your cake and some flowers.” Micheal responded, hesitation filling his voice as he searched for a reaction.Vivian’s smil
Michael sat across from Easton at a secluded café, nursing a cup of coffee. His eyes were bloodshot, and his hands kept fidgeting as if he had no idea what to do with them. His mind was racing, but he was at a complete loss. Easton sat back in his chair, eyes scanning the menu as if Michael wasn’t about to have a mental breakdown in front of him. Finally, he looked up, raising an eyebrow as he studied his older brother. “You look like shit,” Easton said with a smirk, clearly not concerned with Michael’s state of mind. Michael glared at him. “You always have a way with words, don’t you?” Easton chuckled and leaned forward, folding his arms across his chest. “So, what’s going on? The great Michael Black losing his cool over a pregnancy?” Michael huffed, running a hand through his hair in frustration. “I can’t do anything right, Easton. She cries all the time, and I don’t know how to handle it. Everything I do seems to upset her. I just want her to be happy.”Easton raised
Michael’s grip tightened on his pen as his phone vibrated again. He ignored it. For the past thirty minutes, Vivian had been bombarding him with messages—most of them utterly useless. Vivian: [Where’s the cup?]Michael: [Kitchen.] Vivian:[Where are the plates?]Michael: [Same place as the cups.] Vivian:[Should I bring you lunch?]Michael: [No.]Vivian:[Why not?]Michael inhaled sharply, fighting the urge to rub his temples. He was in a high-stakes meeting with top executives, discussing a billion-dollar deal, and his wife was acting like a toddler. They had moved into a new home because she hated penthouses and apartments. So he had built her a house she could turn into a home but now he was regretting having had everything done. He should have let her decorate to keep her busy. Another buzz. Vivian:[What are you doing?] Michael clenched his jaw. [Working.]Vivian: [Boring. Want me to send you a funny picture?]He didn’t reply. Two seconds later— Buzz.He g
6 months later….“Vivian, please! You have to talk to your husband!"Vivian held the phone away from her ear, staring at it like it had personally offended her. She sighed, reclining further into the oversized armchair, her silk nightgown draping over her six-month belly. Her father’s frantic voice continued. “He’s taken everything! The company, the house—do you hear me? I have nothing left! Your sister's savings for her tuition!" Vivian swirled the fresh orange juice in her glass, utterly unimpressed. “Mmm. That does sound like a problem.” "Vivian Chen!”“It's Mrs Black. Don't make me lose my temper this morning.”“Right. Right. You see you're his wife make him reverse it!” Vivian had no idea what Micheal had done but she was bored and would enjoy every moment of it. She sighed dramatically. "Oh, I’m sorry. I should be more understanding. After all, when I needed help, everyone rushed to my aid, didn’t they? Oh wait—no one did.” "This isn’t funny! Tell Michael to stop this
The room felt impossibly small despite how grand the ceremony was. Vivian’s pulse thundered in her ears as the priest began speaking, his voice a distant sound compared to the storm of emotions within her.So this was happening. Instead of being sold to an old hag, she was now marrying a stranger who she had a one night with. It's not the best option, but it's definitely the lesser evil. Michael’s hand remained wrapped around hers—firm, warm, unshaking.He looked like he was sure about this. Calm and collected while her mind was going wild, and she was about to go insane from the number of thoughts that were spinning in her head. Doubts. Fear. Uncertainty. He had always been a mystery, with a strong aura she folded to. Yet, standing here, the certainty in his eyes sent a shiver down her spine. This was real.The priest cleared his throat. "The couple has chosen to exchange personal vows. Michael, you may begin."“We have?” Vivian blurted out, making everyone chuckle. It was li