As Alex emerged from the doctor's office, a heavy silence hung in the lobby, broken only by the hushed whispers of concern. The butler and Bambi, sensing the gravity of the situation, awaited Alex's return."What happened?" the butler inquired, concern etched on his face.Alex directed his question to the butler, "Was Mum faithful with her exercises?"The butler, solemnly, replied, "Lisa was always around. She was."Dread settled in Alex's chest as he made a decision. "I'm going to give her a call now."The butler pressed for more information, "What did the doctor say?"Alex sighed, grappling with the weight of the revelation. "Something about her fats not making her breathe properly.""Oh gosh," the butler murmured, his worry mirroring Alex's.Alex stepped away to make the call to Lisa, the ringing tones a stark contrast to the anxiety that enveloped the hospital lobby. Lisa picked up the call, her voice resonating concern, "Mr. Fitzgerald, good evening... everything okay?"Alex, hi

As Isabella assessed the situation, Layla apologized profusely."It's you," Isabella remarked, recognizing Layla.Layla nodded, her voice apologetic, "Yes... I'm really sorry about this. I'll have your car fixed."Jessica chimed in sternly, "You better do it now."Layla explained, "I'll have it fixed. I'm so sorry. It was the rush, and my kid in the car, she's just been crying since I picked her up."Isabella, taking a more understanding tone, said, "It's okay. I'll have it handled."Layla insisted, "Allow me, it's a Rolls Royce."Isabella smiled, "I'm sure it's just a scratch, nothing much."Layla persisted, "I insist."With a gracious nod, Isabella conceded, "I'll fix it, not to worry. It's nice running into you, Layla. I have to get going now." Isabella and Jessica got back into the car and drove off.Isabella gripped the steering wheel, the rhythmic hum of the engine barely masking the tension in the air. Jessica, her eyes darting from the road to Isabella, finally broke the silen

Ruben made his way downstairs, the quiet elegance of Isabella's home enveloping him. As he descended, he unexpectedly encountered Eleanor in the living room, her presence exuding a mix of grace and authority. "Good evening, ma'am," Ruben greeted respectfully.Eleanor, wearing a knowing smile, acknowledged him. "Ruben, you brought in your fiancée. How nice of you."Ruben smiled back, a subtle warmth in his eyes. "She was too tired and fell asleep, so I thought..."Eleanor interrupted gently, "Oh no. You're doing well, but you know we need to talk, hun."Ruben's demeanor shifted to attentive, realizing the seriousness of the conversation. "Okay, ma'am."Eleanor guided Ruben to a settee, and as they settled in, she cut to the chase. "So what is the conclusion on the whole matter? Because I've been trying to convince her, she just wouldn't budge."Ruben sighed, contemplating how much to share. "Mama Christina may have compelled her to do this. We are getting married this weekend."Eleanor

 In Isabella's room, Kia enveloped her friend in another tight hug, expressing, "Oh, I've missed my girl." Returning the embrace, Isabella grinned and inquired, "How was it on Influencer Island? I want all the tea!" Kia, with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, teased, "I will give you all the tea after you get married." Isabella chuckled, fully aware of her friend's penchant for dramatic storytelling. Changing the subject, Isabella mentioned, "Well, I'm to go to Mama Christina's today, in fact... soon. You wanna come?" Kia, always up for an adventure, replied, "Why not? Let's get ready." Isabella, a knowing smile playing on her lips, added, "You want to change clothes because I know you." Kia laughed and retorted, "You have anything befitting? I know we wear the same size." Isabella gestured towards her wardrobe, saying, "Well

After the heated moment in the kitchen, Kia left the fiance behind, a sly smile playing on her lips. As she sauntered into the porch, her demeanor hinted at mischief, and a subtle wink in Tania's direction heightened the intrigue. Tania, rolling her eyes in response, maintained a facade of nonchalance.Just as Tania's fiance joined them on the porch, Tania casually inquired, "Babe, where have you been?" He, attempting to fabricate an excuse, stammered, "Umm... just looking for a knife, couldn't find any." Tania, seemingly unfazed, shot a glance at Kia, who was discreetly wiping away smeared lipstick.However, Tania's nonchalant attitude quickly turned to suspicion as her eyes landed on her fiance's collar, adorned with a conspicuous lipstick stain. In that moment of realization, Tania's expression shifted from calm to explosive. "Oh, this bitch...!" she began, the words dripping with disdain as she recognized the unmistakable sign of mischief. Kia, reveling in the unfolding drama, mai