Novels by Queen Mikayla

Daren and Naumi take their children, Alexander, Lucas, Bella and Rose to the place where Daren's mother and father last met. Although Daren had met his mother and father in a dream last night. However, it felt like something was missing if he didn't visit the grave of his father and mother. "Hello, Dad, Hello Mom," Daren said as he placed flowers near his mother and father's tombstones. The children were in the baby box trolley. Daren's eyes were already red. Although he tried to be sincere. But it was still difficult. After he achieved tremendous success in a short time, but unfortunately the success that Daren had achieved, without being accompanied by his father and mother. "Dad, Mom, Naumi and Daren are here to introduce our children, grandchildren to you," Naumi said, seeing that Daren seemed unable to speak, so Naumi took over. Daren wiped his tears, then kissed t

Daren stood in front of his bedroom window, looking out, thinking about his tumultuous life journey. Soon, he would be inaugurating five hotels and five restaurants that he had built with his team. However, before the big event, there was one thing he needed to do. "Mr. Daren, are you ready?" Make appeared in the doorway, interrupting Daren's reverie. "Yes, Make. Let's go," Daren replied as he grabbed his jacket. The two of them left for the hospital where Charlie, Daren's ex-in-law, was being treated. Charlie, who had slandered Daren for the murder of his mother-in-law, was now lying weak, no longer having any strength. The police said that Charlie's condition had deteriorated over the past week. When they arrived, the police took Make and Daren to Charlie's room. The man woke up and looked at Daren with tired eyes. "Daren...," Charlie whispered hoarsely. Daren looked at Charlie with a sardonic gaze, but actually he was very sorry, "Charlie, I didn't come to bring up the

Chapter 179It had been two months since the last meeting, and the atmosphere at all the project sites was full of enthusiasm and dedication. The admin staff, laborers, and all the workers and teams involved were enthusiastic about completing the hotel and restaurant construction projects in five cities.At one of the project sites, one of the head supervisors stood in the middle of the field with the laborers who were busy working. "Come on, everyone! We're already at 90%! We can finish this on time if we keep working with this kind of enthusiasm!"A laborer who was transporting materials shouted, "We will do it, sir, so that this project can be completed as soon as our superiors want!"At another location, one of the admins in charge of organizing logistics was talking to a truck driver. "Make sure all these materials get to the site, no delays as ordered by our superiors!"&nb

A few weeks later, Daren and Naumi had a big party prepared by Make and Evelyn. It was held in a large garden that had been beautifully decorated with flowers and sparkling lights. The party was to celebrate the twentieth anniversary of the Davidson company and to celebrate the birth of Naumi and Daren's quadruplets. Guests begin to arrive, dressed in outfits that match the theme of the event. The atmosphere tonight is absolutely buzzing.Daren and Naumi stood at the entrance, welcoming the guests with big smiles.Their four babies were in baby boxes. "Welcome, thank you for coming," Daren said as he shook the hands of the guests. Naumi was so happy tonight, she looked like a fairytale queen. In the midst of the crowd, Make and Evelyn made sure all the preparations went smoothly."Make sure there's food on every table," Make told the catering staff. "And don't forget to always check the drinks."As for Evelyn, she directed the guests to the seating area. "Please sit here, the show

Under a cloudy sky, Daren and Naumi walked slowly towards Green-Wood Cemetery, the final resting place of Daren's parents. Their graves were located side by side, with sturdy and well-organized tombstones.Daren grasped Naumi's hand tightly. "This is my mom and dad's grave, honey."Naumi nodded slowly, sensing the sadness on Daren's face. Then, Daren and Naumi knelt in front of the tombstones."Mom, Dad, this is Daren. I've come with Naumi, my wife who is pregnant with your grandchild. Daren wants to ask for your blessings and prayers so that Naumi's pregnancy is healthy, runs smoothly and our baby is born healthy," said Daren. "Please pray for Naumi, so that Naumi is strong and healthy," Naumi added. Daren and Naumi took a moment of silence, letting the silence speak between them. After a while, Daren hugged Naumi tightly."I wish my mom and dad were still alive," Daren whispered.Naumi smiled softly. "God loves your mom and dad more, honey, that's why God took your mom and dad. Y

The next morning, the doctor came to check Naumi's condition. Daren sat by his wife's bedside, waiting anxiously as the doctor performed the examination."How is she, Doctor?" asked Daren in a worried tone.The doctor smiled soothingly. "Miss Naumi's condition is stable, but she still needs intensive care at least until the day after tomorrow. We want to make sure everything goes well."Naumi breathed a sigh of relief at the doctor's explanation. "Thank you, Doctor."Daren decided to have a further consultation with the doctor after the examination was over. "Doctor, may I speak with you privately?""Of course, Mr. Daren," the doctor replied. They moved to a corner of the room to talk further."Actually, Naumi has had two miscarriages before," Daren said in a low voice. "I'm very worried that it could happen again."The doctor nodded with understanding. "I understand your concern, Mr. Daren. We will do our best to maintain Naumi's condition and her pregnancy. There are some things we

A month had passed, Nathan stood in front of the window of his office, looking out at the glittering city that was now mostly colored by his business. He had proven himself. No more insults, no more dismissive looks. Where once he was just an ordinary, underrated man, he was now one of the most influential businessmen in the country. His restaurants are thriving, with branches in various cities. Not only that, but he also built an orphanage for abandoned children, a tribute to his past spent in an orphanage before it was demolished in favor of a luxury mall. There was a knock on his door, and Jhon walked in with a big smile. "Young Master Nathan, the media wants an interview. They want to know about your restaurant expansion plans and charity projects." Nathan nodded. "Prepare the place. I'll give a statement after lunch." Jhon nodded quickly, but before exiting, he added, "Oh, there's someone who wants to see you." Nathan looked at him with raised eyebrows. "Who?" Jhon

Nathan arrived at the psychiatric hospital where Natalie was being treated. He saw her sitting in the garden of the hospital, her face thinner, her eyes dull, but still holding the stubborn look he had always known. When Natalie saw him, tears welled up in her eyes. "You came..."Nathan sat beside her, arms crossed. "What are you doing, Nat? Why did you throw your life away for me?"Natalie smiled slightly. "Because I love you, Nathan. I've always loved you." Nathan sighed, looking at her seriously. "Look, I don't want you to destroy yourself just because of me.""I don't care!" Natalie cut in immediately. "I'd rather lose everything than lose you!"Nathan paused. Those words reminded him of someone-his mother. A woman who had struggled alone, losing everything for a man who never appreciated her. "You need to go back to your family," Nathan said finally. "They love you, Natalie. Don't repeat my mother's mistakes."Tears fell down Natalie's cheeks. "I can't..." her voice was sof

A few months later, after the news of Miranda's father's embezzlement broke, the family's fortunes were completely shattered. The media was all over the scandal, digging up the past that they had managed to hide. At a fancy restaurant, Nathan sat with a cup of coffee in front of him. He enjoys the view of the city through the large windows. Meanwhile, on his phone screen, the news about Miranda's family was still a hot topic. "Famous Businessman Stumbles Over Old Scandal: How Did He Get Away With It?" Nathan smiled slightly. Just then, his phone vibrated. The name on the screen made him snort softly-Miranda. He picked it up without a moment's hesitation. "What's wrong?" she asked calmly. "Nathan, we need to talk," Miranda's voice sounded weak, a far cry from her usual superior tone. "About what, about how you and your family are now a laughing stock everywhere?"Miranda let out a long breath. "I know you did this. You brought me down, Nathan. Please, can we meet and talk?"

Nathan was sitting casually in his study. "Sorry, sir, you can't come in without an appointment with the young master!" Nathan's secretary tried to stop the man. However, he failed.The man continued to enter the boardroom.When suddenly the door opened with a bang. Natalie's father walked in with a flushed face and a sardonic look on his face. Nathan was shocked when he saw the man. "Whoa, Uncle! What's wrong?" asked Nathan confused, still trying to make sense of the situation. "Why did you come suddenly without knocking?""What is it? Why is Natalie's father so angry with me? Is there something going on with Natalie that I don't know about?" Nathan said to himself. The man seemed to be getting angrier, he couldn't calm his temper."You! Don't pretend you don't know! Where is Natalie? Where are you hiding her?" Natalie's father shouted, pointing at Nathan with his index finger.Nathan was getting confused, "Uncle, I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about. Natalie? I do

Louis sat dumbfounded behind the cold bars of the prison. He had already experienced the bitterness of life in this place in recent days."It's all because of my trashy ex-son-in-law!" Louis growled.Even though he knew that Nathan, his former son-in-law, was now a billionaire, in his eyes Nathan was still a jerk. "Wait for my revenge, Nathan Moreno, I'll get off scot-free early!" Louis continued to grumble.Soon, he heard footsteps in front of his cell, he immediately turned his head."Miranda, Kenzo, Grey," Louis said in a weak tone. "Thank you for coming to see me."Miranda and Grey were holding back tears, while Kenzo looked at Louis with a different expression."Miranda, please let me go, son!" the man pleaded. "Dad, I've been trying to find a way to free you, but..." Miranda stopped, lowering her face.Louis looked at his daughter expectantly, "But what, Miranda?"Miranda sighed heavily, "The savings I have have been handed over to Kenzo for the restaurant that's in trouble. I

"What's wrong with you again, darling?" asked Miranda, who had just arrived after Nathan, her ex-husband, had left. "Nathan was just here, Miranda. He still wants to buy this restaurant! I will never sell this restaurant to him," said Kenzo. "Yes, my husband. You don't have to sell your restaurant. It just so happens that my business is booming, so I'll give you some capital. I hope it helps," said Miranda, who immediately handed Kenzo a brown envelope. "Really, is this capital for me?" Kenzo still couldn't believe he was getting help from his wife. "Yes, it is. I'm your wife. What's wrong with me giving capital to my own husband," Miranda said. Kenzo was relieved that he no longer had to worry about solving the problems at his restaurant.The next day. Nathan sat in the living room with his grandfather. There was something he wanted to tell his grandfather about the embezzlement case that happened at his grandfather's branch company. Yes, even though this case was a long time a

One year has passedThe lights in Cassie's company building were still on even though it was almost midnight. Inside the main room, Al Vino sat behind a large desk with a stack of documents that he still had to review. The work was tiring, but every achievement he made brought him satisfaction. Cassie stepped in without knocking. Her face looked tired, but there was a proud glint in her eyes when she saw her husband so focused. "It's late. You're not home yet?" she asked as she leaned against the door. Al smiled briefly without raising his head. "I still have something to finish. It's a progress report on the investment in the tech startup we just funded." Cassie walked over and sat on the edge of the table, crossing her legs. "You've really changed, Al. You used to be just a man who survived on strength and instinct. Now, you're a respected leader of the company." Al put down his pen, looking at him with great tenderness. "I wouldn't have gotten to this point without you, C

"Attack him!" Hugo shouted. Al had expected that Hugo wouldn't let him go easily. However, he did not expect the execution order to come so quickly. One of Hugo's men slammed into his stomach with a hard fist, sending him staggering backward. Before he could catch his breath, another punch landed on his jaw. The salty taste of blood spread in his mouth. "Mr. Hugo doesn't like scum like you hanging around." Al spat blood onto the floor. "In that case, why don't you do it yourself?" his gaze was sharp, challenging the man standing in front. The man grinned, then gestured. Suddenly, the other two restrained Al's arms, allowing the first man to beat his body mercilessly. Their fists landed in his stomach, ribs, and face in rapid succession. Al tried to fight back, but with three opponents at once, his movements were limited. Pain pierced every inch of his body, but he gritted his teeth, refusing to give in. Just as the man was about to smash his elbow into Al's temple, a guns

Ten o'clock at night, Al kept his eyes closed, but his ears caught Cassie's soft voice talking on the phone. "I want you to watch over Al Vino," Cassie's voice sounded weak but firm. "Don't let Uncle Hugo or his people touch him." There was a short pause, then Cassie continued. "I don't care how much it costs. I want her to be safe." Al held his breath. So, Cassie secretly hired a bodyguard for him? "Don't let him know," Cassie added before finally hanging up. Al opened his eyes slowly, staring at the ceiling of the room with various thoughts running through his head. So this is the price to pay for living in the world of the rich? Lives can be taken at any time, just because someone feels threatened or unacceptable. Cassie lay back down beside him. Her face looked tired, but the look in her eyes was still full of determination. "You're not asleep yet?" Cassie's voice was soft, noticing Al who was still awake. Al turned his head towards her. "Not yet. You're also stil

Joe massaged his throbbing temples, while Al sat in the car seat breathing heavily. His face was bruised, blood still dripping from the corners of his lips. "We need to find out who wanted you dead, Young Master," Joe said in a tense tone. Al wiped the blood on his lips with the back of his hand. "They're not trying to kill me. They just wanted to give me a warning." Joe looked at him sharply through the rearview mirror. "A warning from who?" Al paused, his mind spinning rapidly. He had only been in Cassie's business for a few days, he hadn't made any enemies yet. If there was someone who wanted to get rid of him, then that person had already considered him a threat from the start. Elsewhere, a middle-aged man sat in a spacious room with large glass windows overlooking the city center. Hugo Benedict, Cassie's uncle, sipped his wine calmly. "Have you taught that man a lesson?" he asked in a low, yet authoritative voice. One of his men nodded. "We did, Mr. Hugo. We made su

Al sat in the back seat with a serious face, reading the financial report that Joe had just given him last night. His eyes traced every number and strategy that needed to be understood, while the car driven by Joe drove at a steady speed on the highway. "So, this is Cassie's company..." Al muttered softly. He never imagined that he would be directly involved in the business world, especially with Cassie's decline. Joe who was sitting in the front seat glanced at Al through the rearview mirror. "Mr. Al, are you sure you don't want an extra bodyguard? I've had a bad feeling since earlier." Al sighed softly. "I don't need a bodyguard, Joe. This is just a trip to work, not a war." Joe snorted. "Yeah, but I don't feel good." Just as Joe finished speaking, a black car suddenly cut them off abruptly, causing him to hit the brakes hard. The car tires screeched sharply on the asphalt, almost hitting the vehicle behind. "Asshole!" Joe cursed while gripping the steering wheel tightly.

Al sat by Cassie's bedside, holding her hand tightly. His face showed deep worry, while Cassie looked even weaker. Her body now looked fragile, but her spirit could still be seen from her eyes looking at Al. Perhaps this was one of Cassie's premonitions, she forced Al to become her pretend husband in order to protect her and save all the wealthy assets she had from irresponsible people, like her ex-fiancé. "Al, I can't go on like this. My body is getting weaker, and I know that I may not have much time left," Cassie said in a hoarse voice. Every word that came out of her mouth was heavy. Cassie was so sure that Al Vino Chandra was the right person."Don't talk like that, Cassie. You will recover. You're undergoing treatment, and I'm sure you'll recover," Al replied in a hopeful tone, even though he knew in his heart that Cassie was probably right.Cassie shook her head weakly. "Al, I have to be realistic. You know how I am. I can't take care of the company like I used to. I've thou