“ Wait! Did you just say you will be getting married to Bruce?” Ryvan asked once more. “ Everyone believed that he was the one who helped me secure the contract with the Chambers of Commerce.” Arabella replied. “ I will be there soon.” Ryvan hung up afterwards without letting Arabella say a wo
“ So don't worry about anything.” Ryvan smiled and stood up. “ It's getting late, I will take my leave. See you tomorrow.” He said and walked to the door. Just when he was about to twist the door knob open, Arabella's voice made him halt. “ Wait!” She said, making him turn his gaze towards her,
“ Yes, I will.” She said and signed the contract in every necessary parts before handing it back to Dave. “ Here's a copy of your own contract.” Dave gave another contract to her. “ Thank you so much Mr. Dave. I really appreciate it.” Arabella stood up and bowed her head, causing Ryvan to smil
Arabella smirked upon hearing what Franco just said. “ I don't think that would be possible because my small company isn't big enough to accept you back, Franco.” Arabella said, causing a frown to appear on Ryvan's face. “ Do you know him?” “ Yes, he worked at Brandall Medicine a few months ago
Just when they were about to rush towards him, Ryvan saw an iron bat by the side of the road. He immediately took it and wrapped his palm around it, waiting for the second batch of men who were about to strike. Ryvan stood tall, gripping the bat tightly. The ten batch of men circled him, sneering
BRANDALL MANSION While heading home, Arabella got a call from Bruce for a hangout. At first, she wanted to refuse as she was already tired from the day's activities, but when she remembered Ryvan and Eva, she agreed to hangout with him. Bruce met her on the way and took her with his car, while h
Arabella was getting prepared for work when she heard noises from downstairs, causing a sigh to escape her lips. She knew for a fact that the house would be all noisy for the next few days, until after Henry's birthday. She dressed in corporate wear and headed downstairs. Upon getting to the sitt
Time flew so fast and it was finally Henry's 65th birthday. The Brandall's mansion was filled with celebration and it lit up brightly. The neon light illuminated through the darkness, as slow music from the piano played softly. Many people from inside and outside of Atlanta came, dressed in luxu