The guests looked at each other in confusion, then began to murmur and file out of the hall, one by one. The occasion, once joyful and celebratory, had descended into chaos and disorder.
"You're heartless, Adam!" Racheal spat, her eyes blazing with contempt. "You think this would break me? Make me beg? Trust me, I'd rather die than give you the satisfaction. You'll lose at your own twisted game!" Stacey's voice cut through the chaos. "Time's up!" she announced, her eyes cold and detached. Instantly, her men marched in, their movements swift and decisive. They grasped the Odias, dragging them out of the hall with firm hands. "Hey! Don't touch me!" Mr. Luther protested, struggling against the grip. "Let go of my arm!" Monica cried, trying to shake off the men. "What are you doing? Who are you people? Let me go!" Rhea demanded, her voice rising in panic. But the men were unyielding, their faces expressionless as they hauled the Odias out of the hall. The scene was one of utter chaos, with guests fleeing in all directions, congratulatory smiles replaced by shocked faces and frightened whispers. As they emerged from the hall, they were met with a sight that made their blood run cold. A bulldozer was rampaging through the fleet of cars parked outside, crushing them with merciless efficiency. The sound of shattering glass and crumpling metal filled the air. "Oh my God!" Monica screamed, her hands flying to her mouth in horror. The bulldozer continued its destruction, running over the cars again and again until they were nothing more than flattened wrecks. Mr. Luther's face turned red with rage as he clenched his fists, his eyes fixed on the ruins of his prized possessions. He had spent a small fortune on those cars, hoping to impress his in-laws, and now they were nothing but scrap metal. "I warned you," Stacey said, her voice dripping with satisfaction, as she gestured towards the destruction. Adam let out a frustrated sigh, once again Stacey had gone off script. Mr. Penthouse's face turned beet red with rage as he pointed a shaking finger at Adam and Stacey. "I'll get you and your boss arrested! I'll lock you up if that's the last thing I do!" he bellowed, his voice echoing through the air. This was the most humiliating moment of his life, and he couldn't bear the thought of being bested by Adam and Stacey. Stacey, on the other hand, seemed to be reveling in the moment. "I'm going to enjoy this," she mocked, a sly smile spreading across her face. She walked over to her jeep, pulled out a chilled bottle of champagne, and poured herself a glass. With a satisfied sip, she strolled over to Racheal. "You messed with the wrong person, bitch!" Stacey hissed, flashing her eyes with malice . She raised the glass to her lips, pretending to take a sip, before deliberately pouring the champagne all over Racheal's pristine wedding gown. The liquid splashed across her dress, leaving a stain all over it. “Hey!—” Racheal yelled. "Oh, did I ruin your dress? I'm so sorry," Stacey cooed, with an insincere in her voice. She made a half-hearted attempt to clean the stain. Drake's face turned red with anger. "What's wrong with you!" he barked, as he stepped forward, his fists clenched. "That's not a problem, I'll get it clean," Stacey said, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she walked over to her boot, where a drum of water was waiting. She opened the pipe, which had a spraying head, and aimed it directly at Racheal. With a malicious grin, she unleashed a powerful jet of water, soaking Racheal and completely ruining her dress. "Oh no, Racheal—" Monica gasped. "This is complete madness!" Mr. Penthouse bellowed, his face purple with rage. "Somebody call the police!" Theresa screamed, her voice shrill with panic. Stacey stopped spraying water only when she felt satisfied with the destruction she had caused. With onlookers outside laughing and snapping photos and videos. The whole debacle was already spreading like wildfire on social media, and the reputation of the influential Penthouse family and Odia family was in tatters, ruined by a single person's actionThe Penthouse security guards attempted to intervene, but Adam's heavily armed soldiers swiftly neutralized them. Meanwhile, Adam stood at a distance, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, observing everything going on. Rhea's eyes locked onto him, and she stormed over, her face twisted in anguish and fury. "Why did you do this, Adam? Why!" she yelled, her voice cracking with emotion. Adam's smirk was a thin, cruel line. "It's almost... funny," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "how you're the actual cause of all this." Rhea's eyes blazed with accusation. "So, you're doing all this to get back at me?" "No, this isn't about you. It's about punishing your entire family. You and your sister's twisted game cost me my mother. And this is just the beginning. I'll dismantle your family's empire, brick by brick." Rhea's anger boiled over, and she swung a slap at Adam, but he caught her wrist in a lightning-fast move, his grip like a vice. "This isn't the past," he warned,
"This is utterly humiliating," Theresa lamented. "What will I tell all my friends?"Mr. Luther's expression turned stern, his patience wearing thin. "Theresa, please. This is no time for frivolous concerns. We're facing a crisis that could destroy our reputation, and you're worried about what your fair-weather friends will think? The ones who only invite you over for drinks, but offer no real support?"The whole family was venting their frustration, their voices raised in distress, when suddenly Mr. Penthouse's phone rang, shrill in the tense atmosphere. He answered, his assistant's voice on the other end, and his expression turned even grimmer"Hello, Jerry," "Hello, Mr. Penthouse. I've got devastating news," Jerry replied in a panic. "A disaster has struck the office. All our business partners and shareholders have severed ties with us, effective immediately. As I speak, our company is going bankrupt!"Mr. Penthouse shot up from his seat, his face ashen. "What!? How is that possibl
Back at Ray City, Sandra stood in front of a mirror, she was dressed up. Today was the engagement day and if Adam failed to come quickly, she would be someone else's.“Where are you, Adam?” Sandra said worriedly, she caressed her wedding ring, tears ran down her cheek with the realization that she'll no longer be with Adam forever.Suddenly her phone rang, it was her mother calling. Sandra immediately wiped the tears off her face, sniffed in and maintained a normal voice. “Hello, mother.”“Where the hell are you? The event will start soon and the Browns are on their way.” Her mother barked from the phone.“I'm done, I'll be on my way.”“You better hurry up! And you better dress nice, don't ruin this day for us, like you always do, I don't want any embarrassment today. Understood?!” Her mother spat, ending the call.Sandra sighed, her mother told her to dress elegantly, but she just chose to wear a simple red gown that still looked pretty on her. Sandra took an army scarf and rounded
The Kingsley family was frozen in utter disbelief, their faces etched with shock and confusion. "Adam?" someone whispered, as if unsure if they were seeing a ghost. "He's alive?" another voice trembled.Patrick, bewildered by the sudden interruption, asked, "Who's that?" his eyes scanning the room in confusion.Adam's response was icy and deliberate. "I'm Adam Manchester, Sandra's husband." His voice sent a shiver down the spines of those present.Adam closed the distance between himself and Sandra, his eyes locked intensely on hers. He grasped her hands, pulling her away from Patrick's grasp. Sandra's heart soared with uncontainable joy as she swiftly moved to stand behind Adam, her eyes shining with tears.As Adam stepped forward, his presence commanding attention, he thundered, "I've come to reclaim my wife. This engagement is not happening. It will never take place!" His voice echoed through the room, leaving no doubt about his intentions.“Stop feeling like a god Adam, just becau
"Push me against the wall and tell me I drive you crazy." This was the kind of relationship Adam was hoping to have with his beautiful wife that made him sacrificed his kidney to cure her sickness. But instead... *** “I'm sick of your constant excuses about your mother! It's time to choose between me and her.” Rachael's words dripped with exasperation, her patience worn thin by her husband's repeated dodging of responsibility." Adam had just arrived at the Odia mansion, still drenched in sweat from his day shift job, only to be met with his angry wife, Rachael. “Don't say that Racheal, I need this money for my mother's treatment, you have to understand” Adam tried to explain walking closer to her. “Please don't come closer, your sweat stinks so bad, you'll ruin my dress!” Rachael scorned. Adam couldn't believe the same sweat that he had to endure to make sure she's happy is the same thing she called stink. If it wasn't for her he wouldn't be hustling this way. With a sn
“Stop Rhea, that's not true, it was an honest mistake!” Adam tried to keep her calm.Suddenly the entire family woke up, rushing to the scene. “What's going on Rhea?” Monica asked with concern.Immediately Rhea saw her family and she faked a cry making the whole scenario look real. “Mother” she cried and hugged Monica. “What's wrong Rhea, did someone hurt you?” Monica pet her on the head.“It's Adam's mother…” she pointed at Adam.The whole family gazed at Adam, meanwhile his heart skipped and he swallowed hard. “I swear to God it was a mistake”“You a*s hole! What did you do to my sister?!” Robin, the youngest son, grabbed Adam by the shirt.“Tell me sweetie what did Adam do to you? And why's your dress ruined?” “Mother-Adam tried to rape me, I just came in to drink some water and he suddenly grabbed me and started…” she cried harder. “He started harassing me, mother, I tried to escape and he ended up forcing himself on me and ruining my dress” she cooked up a story to cover up the
“Father would never allow me to divorce that bastard, in the name of honoring grandfather's deal with Adam. I wish I could but I can't”“Yes you can Racheal” Rhea said. “And I'm going to help you with it”“But how?” Racheal asked.“I have a plan that will actually work” a smirk escaped her lips.***Racheal and Rhea then walked out of the room and went back to the sitting room where Adam and the rest of the family members were.Everyone was in suspense on what Racheal was about to say.“I'll forgive you Adam only on one condition” Racheal started making Adam more curious.“What condition Racheal?” His eyes were begging for answers.“Today's my birthday and the decorations will soon start, and I'll want you to serve as one of the waiters at the party tonight” she replied with a smirk on her face.“What?” Adam's jaw dropped.Monica and her sister Theresa smiled in satisfaction of Rachael's request. This will be a perfect punishment for this loser.“How can I serve as a waiter Racheal?
"Oh my God Drake, I didn't know you would actually make it." Racheal said excitedly."Anything for you babe." Drake replied"Babe?" Adam was puzzled, why was he calling her babe didn't he know she was married? Adam then looked at her finger and noticed she wasn't putting on their wedding ring."Why didn't Racheal wear her ring?"Suddenly Monica went to greet Drake."Oh my goodness, Racheal you didn't tell us you were close friends with the Penthouses, please bring him to come greet your father." She said happily.Drake nodded and was taken to Mr Luther."Good evening Mr Luther, I'm excited to finally meet you in person." Drake shook hands with Mr. Luther."It is also an honor to have you as our guest, I didn't realize you were this close with my daughter. I believe this will be beneficial to both parties." Mr. Luther replied."Yes of course.""You can go enjoy the party with Rachael, we'll discuss properly after the party.""Alright Mr. Luther. Come on Rachel." He wrapped his hands ar