Novels by Kieva

At that time, Emily and Dustin walked into the living room. He could only smile at the sight of the large room, he had been away and not there when they moved into the new house.Dustin couldn’t help but smile, knowing that Emily and her mother were now living in luxury, unlike they had before. “Where is your mom!” Emily hesitated for a moment before she replied, “She went out not long ago.” Dustin shrugged as he took his seat and was offered a cup of coffee. He tried calling Deborah, but her line wasn’t connecting.He was a bit worried, Deborah wasn’t the type to stay far from her phone. “She isn’t picking up her calls. Are you sure she is alright?” Emily stared at her uncle before she replied. “ Who knows? She is an adult, let her be. I know she is outside spending her last card or creating more trouble for me.”Ever since Emily got her new position, she hadn’t had a day of peace with her mother. She had been demanding, always asking for money. She could no longer hide her disa

Deborah’s jaw tightened, anger flashing in her eyes. “What the hell are you talking about?” she snapped.She glared at Elaine, her expression cold and sharp. Was this woman really trying to cheat her out of her own money?Why should Elaine take three hundred thousand? She wasn’t the one who came up with the plan and it wasn’t even her daughter’s money in the first place!Deborah didn’t hesitate as she shook her head hard. “No, I can’t do that. You know we had an agreement. And you keep ten per cent, but as my friend, I can let you have $150,000. And I get to keep the remaining money.”Was Deborah being greedy? Can’t she allow her friend to keep the $300,000 for playing a part in the scam?Truth be told, Deborah wasn’t even happy giving Elaine the ten per cent commission; if there was another way, she wouldn’t hesitate to take it.Elaine clicked her tongue and gave Deborah a look of mock disapproval. “No! No Deborah,” she said smoothly, leaning back in her chair. “As your partner in th

Asher himself went back to Chris’s restaurant and found him and his staff working. When he saw Asher, he tried to force a smile, but deeply, he was extremely furious that he had lost a few customers because of what Jordan did.“Mr. Mancini, I apologise for how disorganised the restaurant looks,” he began, his tone laced with embarrassment. “I had already started packing up, I was preparing to move out before Mr. Knight suddenly changed his mind about the sale.”“Please, have a seat!” he gestured towards the empty seat by the side. “How have you been!” “I am fine, what about you?” Asher replied.“I am fine! Just trying to push myself to forget about what happened earlier.” Asher felt a quiet sense of satisfaction as he watched Chris back in his restaurant. Still, he had no intention of revealing the truth. Chris didn’t need to know that he was the new owner. Asher preferred it that way and was in control from the shadows.“Mr Mancini, is there anything you want me to do for you?”

At this time, Emily arrived at the Commotion. She wondered what was going on and who the woman was.What could my mother have done this time? Why were they shouting? Emily approached them, “Mom, what’s happening? Who is she?” Seeing Emily, Deborah’s confidence grew. “Thank goodness you are back, I want you to tell the guards to throw this woman out of here.” “What? Deborah, you think that because your daughter is back, you can do whatever you like. Let me remind you, I am not going anywhere until you give me my money.”Emily furrowed her brow confused. “Money!” She then turned to her mother, “What is she talking about?” Deborah’s face twisted, she said. “It’s nothing serious, I only took a few items from her store as a friend, and promised to pay her back when I have the money. But this lady has refused to allow me to be at peace. How much am I owing you that you will come to my place to make a problem?” “You ungrateful old witch! I can see you have the mouth to speak, I am not

His gaze darted back to Asher, who was sitting casually, as though he’d merely bought lunch instead of a building.“I am sorry for not recognising you right away, Mr. Mancini. Please, forgive my attitude.” Asher waved his hand dismissively. The man wasn’t polite earlier; he had looked down on him.Jordan was still stunned, he looked at the screen again. “Mr. Mancini, I have no idea you were wealthy. Please, don’t tell Mr Spencer about my behaviour. I promise to change.” “Why do you think I will tell him. Are you scared of being blacklisted?” Jordan kept mute; he knew people like Mark are powerful, and just one phone call would make him lose everything he had worked hard to build.His expression was entwined as he looked at Asher, unsure of what to say. “Can I have the document?” “Yes, sure. I will have everything processed and send it to your address when I am done.” Jordan hurriedly replied.“One more thing,” Asher said calmly, slipping his phone back into his pocket. “I want my