All Chapters of When Life Takes A Turn: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

“What do you mean, Dad? Since when have I ever been a difficult child to mind? Look, this is my marriage. Can’t I make a decision on something that will affect the rest of my entire life?” Alexandra retorted as a lump ballooned in her throat. Her eyes darted in the direction where Zayn was, hopeful that he would rise up and stand on her side when she needed him the most.To her horror, Zayn was gone though she had no idea where to.‘B-b-but…! Where’s Zayn? He was here just a moment ago! How could he be gone now?’ Her mind flailed from the disappearance and she panicked. She started looking around in earnest, hoping that she could locate the man, but he might as well have faded into thin air, never to be seen again.How could this have happened? Had Zayn abandoned her and skedaddled on his own?Alexandra’s first instinct was to leap off the stage and look for him. If he had vanished, she would be left hard-pressed on what to do right now.She did not know that unbeknownst to hersel

The question scrapped against the air so abruptly that, while it was not loud, it pounded and reverberated across the hall.Everyone heard it. All at once, wandering eyes pooled over the source of the voice where a young man in a suit stood.His first button was undone and his tie was absent—a combination of fashion choices that made him appear charmingly cavalier and nonconformist. He had eschewed styling his hair, contrasting everyone else in the room, and let his mane assume its natural form. He did not bear the most handsome features in the room, but he had something else to him—an air of alternative duende—that made it hard to tear one’s attention away from him.Who else could this be other than Zayn Larson?Hearing him speaking up made Gordon, who stood near him, gawk in nonplussed shock. Never in his imagination had he ever predicted Alexandra’s boyfriend to be him!The familiarity in his voice arrested every muscle in Alexandra’s face. She turned to find Zayn, and the tear

Tony was wearing one of his foulest grimaces. It was clear that Victor had hardened his resolve and made a choice, and that was to become enemies with him rather than to explain themselves out of this fiasco.To ask someone like him to just take the loss and scamper away was akin to asking for the impossible, but admittedly, there was no turning back after all was said and done. Far more impossible things had happened, and if he were to throw a fit right now, their unflattering optics would be all on him.One did not occupy his spot as a mogul without the necessary wits—Tony let what had happened simmer in his mind for a second and immediately saw the key to the issue. With a chuckle, he put on a look of benevolence and looked into Victor’s eyes, proclaiming, “You’re your daughter’s precious little Papa above all else, after all, Victor. Tonight will truly live long in my memory.”It was a proclamation clear as day to every attendee: the Smiths and the Browns were now enemies.To t

“What?” Victor’s frown deepened. His long-awaiting relief had mutated into a terrible sense of dread once more.A man who could not even get a job? How useless would that sort of person be? Worse, this person was someone whose reputation in Waltz City was that of infamy. That sort of claim alone could wipe any semblance of good feelings in his face away already!“Alexandra! Who is this friend of yours, hmm? Might you have been fooled by him?” Victor asked, framing his question in a way that highlighted his fast-thinking wits. Surreptitiously, he had changed his language and called Zayn a “friend” rather than “boyfriend”.The young woman in question bit her lips and hung her head, her eyes darting away from Victor’s. She hated to admit it, but Zayn’s real identity was a bit difficult to let know. It was not that she despised who he was—she just could not talk about it to her father under pressure like this.William watched the debacle develop with his grin widening enough to split h

William’s smile froze on his lips. He had always hated Zayn’s stupid, placid look with a burning passion—why the hell did the guy always think he had to put on that dumb pretense?!“I really have to hand it to you for being this thick-skinned, Zayn. Despite where you’ve come to, you managed to put on that unfazed face,” William said, his smirk returning. Scorn was dripping from every feature on his face. “What, are you going to pull out an excuse to hide your real identity from your arse to save yourself, huh?”He turned to Alexandra. “Honestly, I don’t get you sometimes, Miss Smith. You knew Zayn’s the infamous son-in-law of the Carters, and a renowned useless piece of sh*t, and yet you see no problem being with him? Gosh, I guess we should all admire your temerity for ‘true love’! You want that so much, you don’t even give a damn about your family’s reputation anymore.”His words cut like a fusillade of knives. With every word, William stabbed the parts where they hurt the Smiths