"What do you mean you wouldn't ditch that loser Alex Waynee for Jose Louis…a more handsome, prominent young man?" Sandra Douglas is standing staring at Lady Karen Douglas in bewilderment, although she isn't that surprised as this wasn't the first time her cousin's wife, Iris Douglas had pulled off such a stunt.The other day, Sandra Douglas almost ended up beating her for insulting her fiance."Grandma, I am not surprised that you would take Iris's side on this matter as usual." She shakes her hair in disbelief."So what…do you want me to take sides with you when all you have decided is to bring disdain and shame to this family by rejecting Edward Hinnbergs?" "Do you know that you just destroyed our one opportunity of becoming more prominent… if you had married Edward Hinnberg, we would have merged both families' companies into one powerful financial conglomerate." She says as her heart heaves up and down in vexation.She was really angry that Sandra Douglas had chosen Alex Waynee o

"Grandma! You wouldn't be serious about letting Sandra leave the administration, right? Donald Douglas's voice is laced with fear as he paces up and down Lady Karen Douglas's office.The office was a beauty in the making, the backdrop behind Lady Karen Douglas displaying the numerous business grand awards she had won, an impressive tableau that seemed to stretch out for miles."Relax, Donald… I know what I'm doing… how did you think I was able to get Janet to ditch Alex Waynee even though your grandfather had betrothed her to Alex Waynee before his mysterious death." Her voice was hoarse as she continued to sign the files on her desk without sparing Donald Douglas a glance."Grandma, as I am talking to you she is done packing her stuff and she has already left the complex…Grandma! do something…you realize Sandra Douglas plays a crucial role in this company…removing her now that we have more competitors out there in the market…wouldn't be in our favour." His voice was reeking with trep

Who is this man that has been stalking me? What the hell does he want from me? What does he know about my mom and dad Charles and Jessica Wayne? All this and many thoughts ran through his mind as he stared intently out the window of the 7th floor of Dex Palm palace. He had a bottle of wine and a plate of lasagna on his table. It was a cold evening, the sun was just setting beyond the horizon, casting a warm amber glow that painted the rooms in the hue of orange and gold. The rich aroma of the lasagna filled the air, blending with the fruity notes of the wine. As he took a sip of the wine and a forkful of the lasagna, he couldn't help but appreciate the simple yet comforting beauty of the moment. The Dex Palm Palace was just one of the luxury hotels Eric Raymond had secured for him today. Staring intently at his grandfather's smartphone, he thought of the best way to punish that animal that calls himself Gwen Falls. Swiping through his phone he searched for Gwen's YouTube chann

Waking up early due to excitement, Sandra Douglas steps into the bathroom to take her bath. Alex Waynee couldn't help but stare at her through the opaque glass door of the bathroom.He gazed as the warm water cascaded down her body like a soothing waterfall.Her laughter filled the room, a joyful melody that danced with the steam rising from the hot shower.The scent of lavender soap filled the air, intertwining the hum with her favourite song playing on the radio.With every drop of water that fell from her, Alex Waynee's dream of making Sandra Douglas his own tightens.He couldn't fathom another man having Sandra's heart and waking up to the enchanting site he just witnessed.It was a memory he would never forget, Sandra had such lovely skin.He watched as droplets of water clung to her skin, like liquid diamonds, each one a reminder of the moments they shared.Moments later…"Wish me luck, baby." Sandra's voice was hypnotic as she held Alex Waynee's soft hands.Her gaze was so inte

It's getting pretty dark, the noise from Tripx nightclub was deafening. The thumping bass reverberated through the air, drowning out any attempt at conversation.Strobe lights cast fleets, disorienting shadows. The atmosphere was thick with the intoxicating smell of sweat and colognes."I think the bouncers should employ an armpit check at the door…here, stinks like hell." Alex Waynee's voice was loud as he twitched his nose.Everyone looked almost the same as they all had masks over their faces.The masks are an array of glittering, bizarre creations, concealing everyone's identity."Why didn't she tell you it was a mask party…how on earth are we supposed to find Donald with all this noise and dweebs twerking about almost half-naked." Alex Waynee's voice is vehement as he stares at Sandra. His face was expressionless."Well, let's split up then…we really need to find out what Donald knows about Grandpa's death." Her voice was tremulous.The club was filled up, finding Donald Douglas