Anita froze for a millisecond, feeling the strong arm around her waist, but as she realized that she was in the arms of a man who wasn’t her husband, she jerked away from him, her face flushing with a mix of embarrassment and gratitude.Thank you for catching me,” she managed, giving him a polite but guarded smile. She turned to leave, but the man stopped her as he spoke. “I should be the one thanking you,” he flashed a smile that showed his pearly white teeth. “I got an opportunity to see an angel today.”Anita’s polite smile faltered, and she shifted on her feet as she avoided his gaze. She had to stop his flattery before it crossed a line. “Actually—” she began but was interrupted by the nasally sound of a feminine voice.“Ethan, darling. There are some people I want you to meet,” the voice drew nearer and a middle aged eccentric looking woman appeared beside the man, whose name Anita now knew to be Ethan.The woman’s eyes flickered toward Anita, and she gave her a once over, a smi

Adrian's grip on his phone tightened, his jaw tightening as he replayed the bodyguard’s words. How dare they throw his wife and mother-in-law out?! They’d surely regret it.He instantly dialed Rhea Smith’s number and pressed the phone to his ear. She picked up on the first ring. “Young master,” she answered.“Rhea, are you at the Mayor’s daughter’s wedding?” Adrian asked, his anger barely restrained.“Not yet, young master,” Rhea replied. “But I’m on my way there.”“Good,” Adrian gritted before continuing. “I want you to call the manager of that hotel and ask him to shut down the wedding taking place there! Under no circumstance must that wedding continue!”Rhea was a bit taken aback at the intensity of Adrian’s voice. She hesitated before asking, “young master, is everything alright?”“No,” Adrian deadpanned. “My wife, Anita, and her mother were thrown out for some reason. And until I get to the bottom of it. That wedding wouldn’t hold.”“Understood, young master.” Rhea finally agree

The Mayor’s eyes subconsciously widened to that of saucers, and his throat bobbed constantly as he cleared his throat like a lump was lodged there. “T-the young master’s w-wife?” He sputtered out, the panic in his face now worse than it was before.Rhea’s eyes flashed with impatience. “I don’t think I stuttered the first time, did I? Explain why you had the audacity to throw the young master’s wife out of your daughter’s wedding. Weren’t you supposed to treat them like the honorary guests they were?”The mayor’s expression turned remorseful and apologetic. “I-I wasn’t aware they were related to the young master. I swear I wouldn’t have dared to treat them in such a manner if I did,” the mayor rushed out, his voice filled with desperation. “The young master is someone I dare not offend. Please forgive my oversight.”“There is only one way to fix your mistake,” Rhea began. “I’ll call the young master and explain that you acted out of ignorance, and once he reinstates your daughter’s wed

At the mayor’s daughter’s wedding, Anita and her mother, Regina, were seated with Rhea at a table. The atmosphere was filled with laughter and the clinking of glasses as guests mingled with each other, the earlier incidents now completely forgotten. Rhea, deciding to engage in business conversation with Anita, leaned in towards her. "So Anita, have you made any proposals for the Alpha Group construction project yet?" Rhea asked, her tone both casual and inquisitive. Anita nodded, a hint of excitement that Rhea had brought up the topic as well a bit of nervousness flickering in her eyes. "Yes, I have. But it’s still a draft though, I’ll still need to add in some ideas.” Rhea smiled, inwardly impressed that Anita had actually begun crafting a proposal. She definitely deserved a construction contract. “That’s good. If you don’t mind, I’ll like to review it. Kindly send it to my email.” She texted her email address to Anita after she finished talking. Anita nodded eagerly and brough

Adrian turned towards the sound of Ophelia’s voice, and he stared at her blankly, unable to recall who she was.The chauffeur fidgeted as he replied to her question. “Ma’am, I was just telling this man,” he gestured to Adrian, “to pay a compensation for the scratch he caused on the car.It was at this time that Ophelia finally turned to look at Adrian, her expression a mix of contempt, derision and distaste as she assessed him from head to toe.“You…are the fool who bumped into my car?” She questioned, her tone demeaning.Adrian’s expression remained blank, even though his jaw ticked at the word ‘fool’ she had addressed him as. “I bumped into your car, yes. But, I’m not a fool, so I’d advise you watch what you call me.”“Excuse me,” Ophelia bristled, her eyes flashing with surprise then anger as she felt insulted. Nobody had ever spoken to her with so much audacity before, not even Anita Davies, who she was incredibly pissed with.“How dare you talk to me in such a manner?!” She explo