Davin's return to the helm of his business empire brought with it a renewed vigour. The chaotic period of imprisonment and confrontation had ended, but the effects were still felt. With his brother Michael and the scheming villains behind bars, Davin’s focus shifted to resurrecting his company and solidifying his place in the realm.The morning after securing his brother and the conspirators, Davin arrived at his grand office in Arctic City. The building, a towering symbol of his success, was a stark contrast to the turmoil he had faced. The staff, inspired by their leader’s return, buzzed with renewed energy and anticipation.Davin walked through the corridors, greeted by nods and murmurs of admiration from his employees. His presence alone was enough to inject a sense of purpose and direction into the office.As he entered his spacious office, Richard, his trusted aide, was waiting with a stack of reports and a determined look on his face. “Good morning, my lord,” Richard said, hand

The hall’s atmosphere shifted drastically from lively to tense as Maya's outburst reverberated through the room. Davin, who had been basking in the thunderous applause, now stood with an aura of calm authority, his demeanour unflinching despite the sudden commotion. The speaker, a poised and elegant woman gestured for silence, her gaze sweeping across the room as the guests shifted uncomfortably in their seats.Maya’s voice, tinged with a mix of fury and desperation, rang out again. "I am saying that this man is not who he claims to be!" Her eyes wide, her face flushed with a combination of anger and embarrassment. "He’s an imposter, and you’ve all been deceived!" She yelled. The room was quickly filled with loud murmurings, growing louder as the guests began to exchange glances, their curiosity piqued. The speaker, maintaining her composure, approached Maya with a measured pace. She was a tall and curvaceous woman, her steps commanding respect. "Excuse me, Ma’am," she said, her

The next morning, Maya awoke to a grey and dreary sky, mirroring her own sense of dread. She barely slept, her mind replaying the events of the previous night with excruciating clarity. In the kitchen, she brewed coffee, but it offered no comfort, only a bitter reminder of her mistake.Sitting at her kitchen table, Maya stared at her phone, dreading the headlines she knew awaited her. She hesitated before unlocking the screen. The top story was about her. The headline read: “Business Woman Causes Scene at Board of Directors Meetings." Maya’s face went pale as she read the article. The accompanying video clip showed her shouting at Davin, her face flushed with anger, and the ensuing commotion as she was escorted out by security. The video had gone viral, and the comments were a harsh mix of mockery and disdain.“Oh, this is a nightmare,” she muttered, her hands trembling.Her phone buzzed with an incoming call, jolting her from her spiral of despair. The caller ID read “Margaret.” May

Back at home, Davin was on his study desk when a call dropped on his device, the loud blare shattering the tranquillity of the moment, he turned to his side and quickly glanced through the phone’s screen. At once, his lips curled, it was a call from Mrs. Margaret. Reluctantly, he picked the call, his mind settled on her usual mode of approach. Everyone knew Maya’s mother to be lousy. “Hello.” her voice rang over the speaker. “What is this news I’m hearing?” she asked. Davin leaned, his hands tightly clung to the phone, “what news exactly are you talking about, ma?” he asked calmly. Margaret hissed, “Listen to me, if you feel that you can eat your cake and have it back, then I want to tell you that, it can't be!” her voice piercing through Davin’s ears. “I will ensure you have a share of the shame you’re trying to force on my daughter!” David heard that part and pretended like he didn’t, he smiled widely, shaking his head gently, after Magaret had ended the call, he had to call Ma

Maya’s eyes widened in disbelief as the two Bugattis rolled to a stop outside the inn. The roar of their engines seemed to amplify the shock coursing through her. She had heard about the extravagant tastes of the wealthy, but this was beyond her expectations. She quickly scanned the scene, trying to make sense of it all.As the Bugattis came to a halt, guards in sharp, dark suits emerged from the vehicles.Their movements were swift and coordinated, creating a sense of urgency. One of the guards ran ahead, opening the door of the inn with a flourish. Another approached a man stepping out of the second Bugatti with a reverent salute.Maya squinted, her heart pounding. The man, dressed in a neatly tailored suit, seemed to command immediate respect. His confident stride and the way the guards treated him made it clear he was someone of immense importance.Her mind raced. “It can’t be him,” she muttered, almost to herself. “Must he go to such lengths just to impress me?” she thought. Sh