Amelia looked up from where she sat and saw Nelson enter the room with a puzzled expression on her face. "Nelson, why are you going back to your room?" she asked curiously.Nelson smiled at Amelia and replied, "I'm going back to get dressed and meet Alexander Cromwell."His eyes sparkled with seriousness as he spoke. Amelia nodded, understanding that he had important business to attend to.Nelson quickly made his way back to his room to change into more formal attire.After dressing up, Nelson retrieved his car keys and headed straight to his office.However, on his way, he decided to make a small detour and stop by a nearby restaurant for a refreshing glass of wine.He knew it would help him relax before the meeting with Cromwell.Entering the restaurant, Nelson found a quiet corner table and settled himself comfortably.He signaled the waiter and ordered a glass of wine.As he waited for his drink, he couldn't help but overhear the familiar ringtone of his phone.He fished it out of

Dave was engrossed with work at his office, discussing problems and making plans for the company, when he heard the sound of a car driving inside their compound.He felt like moving to see who it was, and by so doing, he saw Emily come out of her car with the files she held."Emily, what's she here for?"Dave muttered to himself and rushed to his workers.“Listen up, everyone. I just wanted to address a few things before Emily arrives,” Dave started. “I’ve done some research on her company, and they have a history of not paying their contractors on time or in full. I don’t want to risk getting involved with a company that has these types of practices." Dave lied.There was no need to explain who the real Emily was; he made his workers believe he had once worked with her before.The workers nodded in agreement, acknowledging their boss’s concerns about Emily's company. Dave continued, "I want to make it clear that I don’t want any of you to allow Emily into this building. If she shows

Amelia, please wait; I can explain."Nelson said and followed Amelia, who angrily walked away from Nelson and entered the room."What do you have to explain? I've had enough of you, Nelson.""Amelia, can you calm down? I'm not cheating on you; it's work that always makes me busy".Amelia's heart pounded in her chest as she confronted Nelson, her eyes brimming with frustration and confusion.She couldn't comprehend how a man who professed his love for his wife could behave in such a callous manner. "Do you really love me, as you always say?Her voice trembled as she questioned him, desperately seeking answers."Nelson," she began, her voice barely above a whisper, "how can a man who claims to love his wife behave like you? She asked Nelson again."Love is meant to be a beacon of light, guiding us to acts of kindness and understanding. Yet, your actions defy that very essence, and I can't tolerate this more."Tears welled up in Amelia's eyes as she continued, her voice gaining strength.

Dave still admired his look; he was feeling fresh and clean. As he walked back to his car, he felt the vibration of his phone in his pocket and quickly pulled it out to check if he had received any important messages.To his surprise, he saw a missed call from a number he didn't recognize. Curiosity got the better of him, and he decided to call back and see who it was."Hello, this is Dave speaking," he said into the phone, his voice tinged with a mix of curiosity and anticipation."Dave, it's Alice," came the reply in a calm yet somewhat distant tone.Dave blinked in surprise. "Alice, what's going on?" he asked, concerned about lacing his words."I have something important to discuss with you, Dave," Alice responded evenly. "I've made a decision that took a lot of thought, and I believe it's time for me to move on and pursue my own path."Dave remained silent for a moment as the weight of Alice's words sank in. Although he knew that people come and go and that it was natural for them

Madam Veronica sat at the head of the long dining table in her magnificent house, a haven of luxury and opulence.The grand chandelier above illuminated the room, casting a warm glow on the richly adorned walls and the glistening silverware.Her son, Rodriguez, and daughter, Isabella, sat on either side of her, their faces reflecting the same air of elegance and refinement that permeated their surroundings.As they indulged in the sumptuous feast laid out before them, Madam Veronica turned her attention to Rodriguez, her eldest son.A shrewd and ambitious man, he was being groomed to take over the family business empire. With a stern yet loving gaze, she asked him a question that carried great significance."Rodriguez, my dear son, are you fully prepared for the company meeting tomorrow?" She inquired, her voice filled with a mixture of maternal concern and business acumen.Rodriguez paused for a moment, swallowing a mouthful of delicately cooked salmon, before answering. "Yes, Mother