Derrick sat in his office, idly shuffling through paperwork when the phone on his desk rang. He picked it up, expecting a client or colleague, but instead heard his secretary’s voice, sounding a bit flustered: “Mr. Derrick? There’s someone here to see you…a Miss Tiffany, but she doesn’t have an appointment.”Derrick frowned, puzzled. He wasn’t expecting any visitors. However, the name Tiffany caught his attention. “Tiffany?“I see. Let her in,” Derrick responded. He wasn’t quite sure what to make of the situation, but he knew one thing: Tiffany was no ordinary visitor. She was Ruby’s best friend.A few moments later, the door opened, and there she stood. Tiffany was dressed in a tailored blazer and skirt, her long dark hair styled to perfection. She entered the room with the confidence of someone who knew exactly what she wanted. “Hello, Derrick.”The two exchanged pleasantries, each carefully considering the other’s words and body language. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it, Derrick?” Tif

With each promise of revenge, Tiffany’s mind conjured images of Ruby, her pristine image crumbling into a thousand pieces. She imagined the look of shock and betrayal on Ruby’s face as the recordings were revealed, as her carefully constructed web of lies unraveled before her very eyes.“And then,” Ruby whispered, her voice low and almost breathless, “when he’s completely broken, I’ll turn my sights on you, Tiffany.Tiffany felt her heart skip a beat, but she forced herself to stay calm. “Me?”Ruby’s voice hardened, the edges sharpening like a knife. “Yes, you. You were supposed to be my friend, my confidante. But where were you when Derrick turned his back on me? When he tried to humiliate me?”Tiffany’s stomach churned as she fought to keep her emotions hidden. “I was…I was dealing with my own problems, Ruby. I’m sorry.”Ruby scoffed. “Sorry? You think sorry is enough?”“I…”“I suppose you are forgiven,” Ruby said, her voice softening slightly. “But don’t think for a moment that I’ve

The following day, Derrick wasted no time in filing charges against Ruby for verbal abuse, attempted murder, and bribery and corruption. Armed with the damning evidence from Tiffany's recordings, he had a strong case against her, and he was determined to see her brought to justice.Derrick marched into the courthouse, his jaw set and his eyes filled with determination. He presented the recordings and the witness testimony from the party, laying out his case with unwavering confidence.The courtroom was silent as the judge reviewed the evidence, his face impassive. Finally, he looked up, his expression grave.“Based on the evidence presented," the judge intoned, his voice echoing through the courtroom, "the court finds Ruby guilty of verbal abuse, attempted murder, and bribery and corruption. For these crimes, the court sentences Ruby Sinclair to 70 years in federal prison without the possibility of parole."The room erupted into a cacophony of chatter and gasps, but Derrick remained s

Nodding in agreement, Derrick took his grandfather's hand and gave it a firm shake. "You have my word, Grandfather. I will give this matter the consideration it deserves and do my utmost to find a woman who will uphold our family's legacy." Sir Williams smiled, pride shining in his eyes. "I know you won't let me down, Derrick. I have faith in you and the choices you will make." As dinner drew to a close, the two men continued to talk, their conversation shifting from the heavy topic of marriage to lighter subjects. Derrick was grateful for his grandfather's wisdom and guidance, and he left the villa with a newfound determination to fulfill his promise. In the weeks that followed, Derrick found himself contemplating his grandfather's words often, wondering what kind of woman would be the perfect fit for his life and the future of their family. He knew that this decision would shape not only his own happiness but also the course of their legacy, and he was determined to choose wisely.

As the clock struck noon, Derrick's driver arrived at his mansion, ready to transport him to the birthday party venue. Derrick, now impeccably dressed and carrying the luxury masculine gift set for Andrew, stepped into the car, eager to join the celebration. During the drive, Derrick took the opportunity to gather his thoughts, reflecting on his friendship with Andrew and the memories they had shared over the years. He felt a sense of gratitude for their bond and the chance to share in this milestone birthday. As they approached the party location, Derrick couldn't help but feel a twinge of anticipation. He knew he had taken extra care with his appearance and choice of gift, and he hoped that his friend would appreciate the effort. Upon arriving at the venue, Derrick took a deep breath, gift in hand, and exited the car, ready to immerse himself in the festivities and celebrate his friend's special day. Upon entering the party hall, Derrick was immediately struck by the grandeur of