It was the D day. In the heart of the elegant Miller mansion, a small party unfolded under the soft glow of chandeliers and cascading drapes. The fancy beauty inside the mansion was as stunning as the pretty gardens around it, where colorful flowers and fancy shrubs made a really amazing background.The sound of laughter and gentle music intertwined, mingling with the tinkling of crystal glasses. Guests wandered through lavishly decorated rooms adorned with exquisite paintings and antique furniture, savoring gourmet delicacies served on silver trays. As the sun dipped below the horizon, the warm glow of candles and fairy lights cast a magical ambiance, making the Miller mansion an enchanting haven for an intimate evening of conversation and connection.As the massive oak doors swung open, Mr and Mrs Chapman, together with Elise, walked in.They were greeted by Mansion Miller himself, with a welcoming smile that seemed to light up the entire foyer. Beside him stood Emily, radiatin

Extending a hand, Junior helped Micah get back on his feet. Thankfully, not many people witnessed what had happened."I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you." Janet said."It's fine, Janet. I'm sorry for bumping into you too." Micah replied."Pardon me, but, what exactly are you doing here?" She asked.Micah was hesitant to answer, so Elise spoke on his behalf."He works for Junior.""Interesting." Janet replied, one eyebrow raised. "What exactly do you do for him?" She asked.""I... uh, I'm actually his driver." Micah answered, his voice softened and his shoulders slumped slightly. His gaze seemed to drop, and he avoided making direct eye contact with Janet."Oh my! What a shame. I heard about it, but I refused to believe it was true." She replied.She then leaned forward, her voice tinged with a mix of frustration and disappointment. "Micah," she began, her tone cutting through the air, "I just can't understand how you've let yourself end up like this. Your father's company collapsed,

"I beg your pardon?" Micah asked."If you get this job, you're free to leave. Our business is over." Junior repeated.Micah's eyes widened in astonishment, his heart skipping a beat as Junior's words hung in the air like a sudden thunderclap on a clear day. His jaw went slack, and he struggled to find his voice, his thoughts racing to catch up with the unexpected turn of events.A myriad of emotions played across Micah's features like a rapid slideshow, disbelief, shock, and a touch of vulnerability. He had been asking for those words for months, staying up late many nights. Now, hearing that he could go, it felt unreal. He looked confused as he tried to understand what Junior really meant, thinking hard to figure out the deeper messages.Micah's stance changed a bit, his shoulders loosening as if the burden of time lifted for a moment. A cautious smile appeared at the edge of his mouth, showing both relief and uncertainty. It was like a door he hadn't dared to open had suddenly open

"Darling?" Elise repeated with an eyebrow raised, "Since when?""I'm equally as surprised as you are." Junior replied."Well, we'll soon show her how much of a darling you can." Elise said with a smirk. "And now, to the reason I'm here…" However, before she could finish that sentence, Junior gently placed a finger on her lips, his playful eyes locking onto hers. A puzzled smile crept onto Elise's lips as she raised an eyebrow."What are you doing?" she asked, her voice soft and curious.Junior's gaze held a mischievous glint as he replied, "Have I told you how ravishing you look?" A faint blush spread across Elise's cheeks, the unexpected compliment catching her off guard.She let out a light chuckle, feigning nonchalance. "Oh, come on, Junior. You're just being silly."But he wasn't about to let her off the hook that easily. With a grin, he continued, "No, really. Your smile could outshine the sun, and those eyes... they hold galaxies within them."Elise bit her lip, struggling to h

Jasmine was surprised by Greg's sudden question. Her eyes got bigger, like ripples in water, and her hazel irises looked lively. She was caught off guard, and her breath stopped briefly. Her face turned a little red, starting from her neck up to her cheeks. She looked confused, with her eyebrows coming together. In that still moment, her whole expression showed how mixed up she felt, surprised and a bit exposed.However, she quickly regained her composure. "I'm sorry, Greg, could you repeat your question?" She asked."I said, If you encouraged, loved and believed him so much, why then did you divorce him?" Greg repeated.Jasmine gazed into the distance, "You see," she began, "loving someone isn't always about holding onto them tightly. It's about understanding that sometimes, the best way to show your love is by letting them go. When I encouraged, loved, and believed in him, it wasn't with the intention of chaining him to me, but rather to see him thrive, even if it meant apart from