Novels by Fash

Maya was at a loss for words, finally realizing that it seemed inappropriate to drink champagne on such an occasion.Champagne was usually drink during celebratory event like weddings or when one's favorite's sports team has won a championship.Who would pop champagne when a relative is on her deathbed? Maya silently put away the champagne and said, "Hubby, can I connect my cell phone to the Bluetooth speaker of the car? I want to play a song in my playlist." Maya and Ethan had slightly different tastes in music. The trip this time would take close to two hours, and it'd be agonizing for her if they kept playing songs she disliked. Ethan would never force others to listen to the song he liked. Hence, he allowed Maya to connect her phone to the Bluetooth player and play her preferred songs.To his surprised, the first song that Maya played after connecting her phone to the Bluetooth player of the car was 'A thousand Reason to be Sad.' The familiar piano prelude instantly reminded b

"No, no! Not like how we used to be! We have to act like a loving couple—completely affectionate with each other!"Maya’s voice trembled as tears welled in her eyes. She immediately regretted her words, realizing she had reminded Ethan of how poorly she had treated him in the past.Ethan chuckled, though his laughter held a tinge of sarcasm. "I don’t think that’s necessary. We can simply tell her we’re still married. No need for an elaborate act."Truthfully, Ethan had no objections to the idea of pretending. In fact, he might have suggested it himself even if Maya hadn’t. He knew how much Lily had wanted their marriage to last, and with her on her deathbed, learning they were divorced would only bring her heartbreak.Considering that Lily had once saved his life, Ethan couldn't bring himself to let her pass away in sorrow.Maya quickly insisted, "No, it’s absolutely necessary! Grandma told us that Grandaunt Lily found out about your real identity a long time ago. She also knows about

To create an opportunity for Maya and Ethan to reconcile, Old Ms. Mimi decided to use Lily’s critical condition to her advantage. The only uncertainty was whether Ethan would agree. After all, he had already divorced Maya and severed ties with the Reynolds. He had no obligation toward them, let alone a distant relative like Grandaunt Lily. Because of this, Klein and his children weren’t optimistic about the plan. Maya’s mother, Julia, sighed and said, "Maya, I know you’re hopeful, but don’t get ahead of yourself. Ethan has become so coldhearted. He left you standing in the rain for two hours without a second thought, and he even tried to set you up with a disabled man. Do you really think he’ll agree to pretend you’re still married—for your sake?" Maya bit her lip, silently acknowledging that Ethan had indeed grown ruthless. But despite her doubts, she gathered her courage and dialed his number. At that moment, Ethan was still at The Timeless Restaurant, finishing his meal with

"Mr. Ethan…!"Liam and Butler Frank tensed as Maya splashed water onto Ethan’s face.As his subordinates, they felt responsible for failing to prevent such an offense against their master.Butler Frank quickly apologized, bowing his head. "This is my fault. I’m getting old and powerless… and Liam can’t stand to intervene either."Ethan remained composed, casually picking up a napkin and wiping his face. "Don’t worry about it. The water wasn’t even cold. Besides, I expected her to react this way."He had deliberately provoked Maya to ensure she understood—there was no future between them.---After storming out of The Timeless Restaurant, Maya immediately called Renee.Renee had only just driven away, but upon hearing Maya’s voice, she turned the car around and returned to pick her up, taking her straight to Old Ms. Mimi’s villa.As soon as Maya walked through the door, her family gathered around, eager for details about the dinner.Still fuming, Maya recounted everything that had happ

Maya was so thrilled that, in her mind, she already saw herself as Ethan’s wife.'If Butler Frank is Ethan’s servant, that means he’s mine too.'With that thought, she turned to him and said, “Butler Frank…”Ethan’s expression darkened slightly. He had expected her to address him properly as Mr. Romano Reyes, not so casually as Butler Frank.Ethan himself could speak to him that way because Butler Frank was his subordinate—but Maya had no such privilege.Without the slightest hesitation, Maya continued, “Butler Frank, I’m flattered by your kind words. Since Ethan considers you family, I’ll do the same from now on. You don’t have to worry about a thing.”Ethan nearly laughed. The way she spoke made it sound as if she were bestowing Butler Frank some grand favor—like she was magnanimously declaring she wouldn’t treat him as a mere servant once she became the mistress of the household.Butler Frank, ever the humble man, simply nodded politely. “Thank you… thank you.” Though he knew Maya

The next morning, Ethan didn’t arrive at the office until ten.He had spent the entire night captivated by Marissa’s singing.With a glass of whiskey in hand, he listened as her voice transported him to a bygone era of New York, immersing him in a world of nostalgia and elegance.Marissa’s talent was undeniable—her voice rivaled that of a true diva.Had she not come from a wealthy family, with no need to pursue a career, she could have easily achieved fame and stardom.Mesmerized, Ethan pulled out his phone and recorded a few videos of her performance, sending them to his grandfather and Butler Frank.His grandfather, impressed not only by her voice but also by her timeless beauty, couldn’t help but express his admiration for her.Butler Frank couldn't help but feel envious of Ethan—he had long harbored feelings for Marissa.However, despite having had quite a bit to drink, Ethan didn’t lay a finger on her.The only thing he asked was for her to try on every dress she had brought with

"You insolent fool! Kneel before me this instant!" commanded Old Ms. Harrington, her voice dripping with authority."Do you think you can break the family's laws and walk away without consequence? You fool!""Family rules! What rules!" Tyler exclaimed, defiant.Old Ms. Harrington's eyes narrowed, but there was a glimmer of understanding in her gaze. "Have you forgotten the agreement you signed with our family? Three years ago, when you became a son-in-law of the Harrington family, you vowed to accept our family's rules and face the consequences if you ever betrayed us. Does that vow still bind you?"Tyler stood tall, his voice steady. "It absolutely does."A nod of acknowledgment came from Ms. Harrington. "Very well, then you understand your offense," she said, her voice calm but firm. "Bring me the 'Judgment Rod." At her command, Richard produced a long, intricately carved rod, a symbol of the family's history and tradition.The Judgment Rod, passed down through generations, was mo

As Tyler and Nicholson arrived back at the villa, the atmosphere grew tense. The grand estate loomed ahead, its elegant facade belying the turmoil within. The car came to a halt, and before Tyler could gather his thoughts, two mafia members swiftly moved in. They grabbed him roughly by the arms, holding him tightly as they yanked him out of the car. The forceful grip sent a jolt of pain through Tyler's shoulders, but he bit back any signs of discomfort.The men dragged Tyler across the gravel driveway, his feet barely touching the ground. His heart pounded in his chest, adrenaline surging as he struggled against their iron grip. His mind raced, searching for a way to escape, but the mafia members' firm hold left him little room to maneuver.At that moment, the door to the villa opened, and Old Ms. Harrington emerged, followed closely by the rest of the family, coming from the private room. Their expressions ranged from curiosity to contempt as they took in the sight before them. Old

Andrew cut off Old Ms. Harrington with a smirk. “Haha! Drunk? Emily, don’t take this the wrong way, but you share some of the blame. You never let Tyler get close to you in the four years you were married. Even if you’re beautiful, it doesn’t matter if he can’t be with you. No wonder Tyler spent the night with Agnes!”Emily’s mother couldn’t stay silent any longer. “Andrew, that’s unfair. Emily’s status is far above Tyler’s. If she had been intimate with that disgraced son-in-law, it would have been an insult to her. It would have tainted her.”Andrew scoffed. “You’re just trying to keep her pure so she can marry a wealthy man after you find a way to get rid of Tyler, aren’t you?”Ms. Jenner said, "You...""Any word from you again, and you're going out!" Old Ms. Harrington hollered. "Even if Emily is like that, he has no reason to have an affair! What does he take our family for? I can't wait for that beast to arrive here!"After saying old Ms Harrington reach to her stroked poodles

"Please continue enjoying yourselves while I have a little conversation with my family," Old Ms. Harrington said, her voice calm yet authoritative. "And I apologize for any discomfort I may have caused." She smiled warmly, her eyes sweeping over the guests, who responded with nods and encouraging smiles.As she made her way toward the private sitting room, her children and grandchildren followed her immediately, their expressions a mix of curiosity and concern. Old Ms. Harrington’s composed demeanor reassured the guests, and they resumed their mingling, the hum of conversation and clinking of glasses filling the air once more.Old Ms. Harrington paused at the doorway, turning back to give one last, reassuring smile before disappearing into the room, her family trailing behind. The grand chandelier cast a warm glow over the gathering, and the soft music playing in the background created an elegant ambiance.Inside the private sitting room, Old Ms. Harrington took a deep breath, ready

Old Ms. Harrington turned to Andrew and said, "I'm sorry, Andrew. I know I was the one who put you in this mess!" Her voice was firm as she embraced Andrew in a tight hug. "I won't allow that to happen to you anymore!" Andrew nodded his head, tears welling up. "Grandmother, I'm also sorry for the shame I brought to today's celebration. I was just trying to protect myself from the man who was bullying me, saying I had to pay up for the drug money I owed him, even after I said I wasn't into drugs anymore! After that, he tried to kill me!" "I know, Andrew. You can't kill anyone; it was just self-defense, wasn't it?" Old Ms. Harrington asked, her voice gentle but strong. A devilish smile played on Andrew's face. "Yes, Grandma. I can't kill anyone," he said, lifting his head. Old Ms. Harrington held Andrew's face in her hands, looking deeply into his eyes. "How was the agreement between you and Mr. Blackwell? I hope the government has pardoned our family!" she asked, her voice full

Meanwhile, Tyler, unaware of the storm brewing against him, made his way home. He took a shortcut through a secluded alleyway, his mind preoccupied with the day's events. As he turned the corner, three men stepped out of the shadows, blocking his path."Tyler, right?" the leader of the group said, cracking his knuckles. "We've got a message for you from the Harringtons."Tyler's eyes narrowed as he assessed the situation. "I don't want any trouble," he said, trying to stay calm."Too late for that," the leader sneered. "You crossed the wrong family."Before Tyler could react, one of the men swung a bat towards him. Tyler ducked just in time, but the second man lunged at him, catching him off guard. A fierce struggle ensued, with Tyler fighting back with everything he had.However, Tyler dodged the incoming punches from the leader, who was covered in tattoos, with ease. He leaped onto the alleyway's railing effortlessly and then kicked one of the attackers in the face."Damn! This as