King's shoulders drooped forward, and he appeared emotionally deflated as he looked at Vanessa.Suddenly, he lowered his head as if to avoid making eye contact. He kept clenching and unclenching his jaw.His back curved forward, more and the defeat he felt in that moment was emphasized. It was almost as if he had lost all confidence, and he had a desire to make himself appear smaller."What would you like to know?" He finally asked and raised up his head, but avoided making direct eye contact with Vanessa."I know that a few years ago, MacMatthew Corporation signed a deal with Carla's father's company. I would like to know if that deal still stands," Vanessa said."Yes," King stated."What was the nature of the deal?" Vanessa asked."We didn't really have a solid business deal with them. They simply wanted to use the company name as a guarantee whenever they needed to obtain loans from Banks or other societies, " he explained."Currently, have they used the company's name to c
It was the start of a new week. As the sun rose on Monday morning, casting a warm golden glow across the city skyline, the bustling metropolis welcomed the start of a new week. Inside the sleek, modern office building nestled amidst towering structures, Vanessa Chapman strode purposefully towards her domain. Her presence commanded attention, radiating confidence and determination.She was adorned in a tailored black power suit which exudes elegance and sophistication. Her hair cascaded in loose waves, framing a face that portrayed a perfect balance of strength and grace. With each step, her high-heeled shoes clicked confidently against the polished marble floor.Vanessa had arrived at MacMatthew Corporation early. She had important businesses to attend to and she needed to start on time.As she got to the door to her office, she swung it open, revealing a meticulously designed space that reflected her impeccable taste and meticulous attention to detail. Sunlight streamed throug
"This is even more serious than I imagined," Armand said.Vanessa had stopped at D'Armstrong empire first thing on Tuesday morning and she had updated Armand on what had happened the previous day."What should I do?" Vanessa asked.Armand's brows furrowed with a contemplative expression. The weight of Vanessa's question pressed upon his mind, and he found himself lost in a sea of thoughts, searching for the perfect answer.He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the sturdy desk before him, his hands forming a steeple as he supported his chin. The room was filled with a hushed silence, interrupted only by the distant ticking of a clock, as he grappled with the significance of the question at hand.His eyes fixated on a spot in the distance, as if seeking inspiration from an unseen source. Deep in thought, he began to contemplate the various facets of the query, turning it over in his mind like a precious gemstone. His gaze became distant, lost in the labyrinth of his own reflecti
King stared at her. He was experiencing a whirlwind of emotions. He was feeling a combination of guilt, shame, anxiety, and uncertainty about his future. The weight of his actions and the consequences he was facing weighed heavily on him.As time passed in the cell that he was in, he had begun to reflect on the gravity of his actions and the impact it would have on his family name if it became public knowledge.However, he did not feel regret over his actions, he felt regret over being caught. The uncertainty of what lies ahead, including potential legal ramifications and expenses was causing him great distress.When Vanessa unexpectedly showed up and requested to speak with him, his emotions intensified as he was notified. He felt a mix of nervousness and apprehension, unsure of what she wanted to discuss with him. The encounter could trigger a range of thoughts and possibilities in his mind, adding to his already heightened state of anxiety.As that statement left Vanessa's
It was the D-Day. Vanessa stood close to the entrance of the garden, adorned in a silk dress, minimal makeup and accessories which were just right.She had helped to welcome the guests, she had smiled toward all, including the Banks who had been invited, when she looked at Jasmine, she muttered to herself how she couldn't wait to see her reaction when the grand reveal was made.The MacMatthew's had come as well, but Harald MacMatthew gave a nod when she smiled and welcomed them, his wife smiled back and King simply ignored her.Soon, the Morris family arrived. It was an awkward encounter. Raymond, Jennifer and Jude stress at Vanessa, if looks could kill, she'd already be dead."Welcome, I'm so glad you could make it.'' Vanessa said to them, turning to Jude, she said "I told you we would be seeing each other soon, didn't I?. However, the three of them gave her one last look of disdain and walked into the garden. The sun-drenched garden of Mr. Armstrong served as the exquisi
"Good evening everyone" Armand said. He took a moment to scan through the crowd and he was pleased to see the three major families seated where he wanted, in front of him, seeing him clearly."No camera will ever be able to truly capture this moment" Vanessa muttered, she was watching the three families and their expressions was something she would pay to watch repeatedly if only they could be properly captured. The first family to catch her eyes were the Morriss.Jennifer Morris's face initially displayed surprise, as her eyes widened and her eyebrows raised involuntarily. Her mouth parted slightly, indicating astonishment and disbelief at the unexpected turn of events. As the realization sank in that the person in front of them was the same young man she and her son had humiliated at the gym years back, her expression morphed into a combination of embarrassment and regret. Her eyes darted away momentarily, avoiding direct contact with his gaze, as a wave of guilt washes o
Armand's head swiveled gradually upon hearing his name, locking eyes with the person before him, emanating an air of unwavering confidence."Jude" he said in a relaxed tone."It was you?!" Jude asked accusingly."What was me?" Armand replied, his demeanor unwavering."You really have the guts to ask me that? Whatever did my family do to you?" Jude yelled."Are you really asking me that?" Armand responded, he had hoped that question was a rhetorical one."Jude, all I ever did was help you and King out of a difficult situation you guys were in years back.But you decided it would be fun to humiliate me in a way I didn't deserve, to be fair, you got way less than you actually deserved""What about my family? Did they humiliate you as well? Or are you just a sick individual who derives not from watching the downfall of others?" Jude spat."Your mum humiliated me that day at the gym, but I wouldn't say that was the reason I decided to put her in her place. You and your parents are
"Armand" a soft voice called out from behind him.Armand had not gotten up to five feet away from where he was when he heard his name.The voice which called out his name served as a reminder of the past—a bittersweet symphony of emotions stirs within him.."Carla," he muttered without turning.A wave of mixed emotions crashed over him, taking him by surprise. A rush of memories flooded his mind, reminding him of the tumultuous times they shared together and the pain she caused him.Initially, his heart skipped a beat, caught off guard by the familiarity of that voice he once knew so well. His body instinctively tensed up. A knot formed in the pit of his stomach, as if the weight of their history resurfaced in an instant.Despite the tumultuous mix of emotions, curiosity and a sense of self-preservation urged him to turn around, to face the woman whose voice still carried a strong recognition within him."Hello Carla." Slowly, Armand pivots on his heels, his eyes meeting hers f