The weekend ended so fast and soon, Monday arrived. Inside the Brandall mansion, Arabella was preparing to go see Tyson Bill for signing of the contract. She was dressed in a corporate suit and her hair packed in a ponytail. Just when she was about to leave her room, her phone rang. She took the
Arabella returned to the Brandall's mansion at exactly 6:30pm. She wanted to get to Roseburg hotel on time. “ Check this gown out, Arabella, I saw it on my way this evening.” Malice walked into Arabella's room with a red gown in her hand. “ I told you I don't need any more clothes, didn't I?” A
“ Do you know who I am?” Tyson bragged, making Ryvan to chuckle as he took a step closer to him. “ You're Tyson Bill, you have a company under Dave, and your net worth is $40 million.” Ryvan said, his eyes fixed on Tyson who shifted back in fear. “ Who.. the .…fuck ….are …you?” he stuttered.
Inside the Brandall's mansion, Arabella woke up but was struck with a headache. She blinked rapidly, hoping for the headache to slowly leave her head, but it got even worse. She groaned as she struggled to sit upright on her bed. Looking around, she found out that she was in her room, which got h
Arabella kept staring at Ryvan for some seconds, contemplating if she could trust him or not. “ Trust me just this once.” Ryvan said in his deep masculine voice which made Arabella's heart flutter again. ‘ What is he doing to me? Get a grip of yourself Arabella!’ She scolded herself inwardly.
Arabella couldn't hold in her chuckle anymore. The look on Tyson's face was indeed funny that even the men behind him couldn't help but stiffen their chuckles. After a few seconds, Tyson closed his mouth and faced Ryvan with a deadly glare. “ Do you really think I will believe what you say? I'm
Arabella took a deep breath, turned around and walked out of the study room. Malice was caught eavesdropping on their conversation. “ Is your Grandfather really going to give Brandall Medicine to Dickson?” Malice followed Arabella as she walked to her room. “ That means you have to divorce Ryva
Upon getting to Dave's office, Ryvan sat on one of the sofas facing Dave. “ Mr. Kesley, I guess the matter you'd love to discuss is of importance that you had to come here yourself.” Dave said as soon as he was seated. “ Yes, and it's about Arabella Brandall.” Ryvan said. “ Your wife?” Dave ask