جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 10

I woke up this morning feeling surprisingly refreshed. Sitting upright in bed, thoughts of how close Frank and I had been the previous day filled my heart with joy. Despite knowing Frank might be upset, it didn't seem like a significant issue; I could always call him later to apologize. After some contemplative moments in bed thinking about Frank, I finally rose, went into the bathroom, and freshened up. Once finished, I dried off with a towel and dressed for college. Before departing, I decided to take one last look at myself in the mirror. As I groomed my eyebrows, I envisioned Frank standing beside me, holding me close, and a smile graced my lips. Suddenly, my brother's resonant voice interrupted my reverie. He called my name from downstairs and requested my presence. Promptly, I assured him I would join them shortly. Rushing downstairs, I entered the dining area where I found my brother and a familiar-looking stranger seated. "Audrey," my brother beckoned, inviting me to joi

As Zach rose from his seat, he approached the briefcase resting on the chair and retrieved a document. He then addressed Jake, saying, "Here is the document. Sign it, and I will also require Audrey's signature." Jake accepted the document from Zach and, after appending his signature, handed it to Audrey. As she gazed at the documents before her, she found it difficult to fathom how drastically her life was about to change. A myriad of thoughts raced through her mind. She contemplated Frank and his affair with her friend. After a moment of reflection, she, too, signed the documents. With the documents duly signed, Zach and Jake shook hands. Jake then turned to Audrey and embraced her. Subsequently, they all proceeded outside. Once outside, a Rolls-Royce arrived, and a gentleman who appeared to be the driver stepped out. He was dressed in a crisp white shirt and white trousers, with well-polished shoes and a driver's hat. He greeted Mr. Zach and efficiently loaded all the luggag

Once Zach arrived at the building, he used the elevator to go to the top floor, which was filled with offices. As he reached the last floor, he walked through the hallway to the VC's office and entered. Sitting in front of him was a man with a white beard who seemed much older than him. The man offered him a seat. Once Zach sat down, the man, who seemed to be the VC, asked, "What may I help you with, Mr. Zach?" "I want you to help me run some formalities," Zach replied. "What do you mean by that, Mr. Zach?" the VC asked. "I want you to put my wife into the university, not here but in New York. That's why I need you to prepare all the formalities, including a transfer letter from you." The man, who was sitting erect with his hands on the office table, heaved a sigh and leaned back in his chair. Staring at Zach, he said, "Although I wouldn't have done this for anyone else, since it's you asking, consider the work done." "Thanks very much, Mr. Jones," Zach said in reply, then got up

The sound of the slap echoed through the room, leaving the few servants who had gathered to serve the dinner Zach had meticulously arranged in complete shock. No one had ever dared to raise a hand to Zach, a man of immense wealth and influence. Yet today, Audrey had slapped him—not just once, but twice, and in front of the servants.Zach, still on his knees, seethed with anger. *I won’t take this lightly, Audrey,* he vowed silently as he watched her walk away.He slowly stood up, aware of the eyes on him, the servants waiting for his reaction. But instead of lashing out, he turned and walked away, his mind racing.*If I don’t find out what I did wrong and apologize,* he thought, *my plans will be ruined. My mother will definitely realize that my relationship with Audrey wasn’t built on love.* The fear of his mother suspecting that their marriage was a sham gnawed at him. The thought that she might even think their marriage was fake shook him to his core.He quickly dismissed these th

As Zach entered his room, he flopped onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling with a wide grin spread across his face. A rush of satisfaction coursed through him; he had gotten exactly what he wanted, and nothing felt more exhilarating. He kept replaying the moment in his mind—Audrey's soft confession of her feelings, the way her voice trembled with sincerity, and the gentle peck she had given him on the cheek. It was like a spark igniting something deep within him. His heart swelled with joy, so much so that he almost forgot the sting of the slap and the humiliation he had faced earlier in front of the servants. Almost. Her touch had been soft, warm, and full of promise, and that was enough to erase the pain. Determined to share his excitement, he decided to call his mother and let her know that he'll be coming to his villa in New York. He reached for his phone, his fingers trembling slightly with anticipation, and dialed her number. After a few rings, the familiar, comforting voic