Grey's reputation grew exponentially across Croatway and all over Weston. His success in business and his dramatic rescue of his wife and child had made him a household name. Newspapers, television channels, and social media platforms were abuzz with stories of his exploits and excellence. Grey bec
At the headquarters of Spinfluence Inc., Grey walked into the building, worn out and weary from several delivery jobs that day. Each day, he darted through the bustling streets, working diligently to make ends meet.He knew that his wife, Bella Pitts, was successful and owned her own company, but h
"Of course, I don't. He's free to keep on watching," Bella sneered and continued to let Curt touch her while Grey watched. Grey felt a surge of anger rise within him. "Bella..." "Hey, don't dare call my name. You're just a disturbance. You can keep watching, or you leave. Poor loser!" She hissed.
Grey moved into a small rental apartment on the outskirts of Croatway. The house was relatively small, nothing compared to the one he had lived in with Bella. He had no choice since it was what his money could afford. The next morning, on his way to the main company where he worked, Legend Holdings
Lodswigs Associates was a subsidiary of Duncan Towers. Despite being a subsidiary, it was known all over Weston as one of the richest and largest conglomerates. "Good, then! I'll be coming over to your place tomorrow morning. There was no need for him to ask about Grey's whereabouts, given how powe
Just as Grey walked up to the reception of the Weston High Court, he heard Bella's voice. "Hahaha... Look at the loser. He's here." Bella and Curt had been awaiting Grey's arrival at the reception, eager to make a fool of him. "Oh... Really? Don't tell me the shameless fool is bent on taking the
The next morning, Grey arrived at Lodswig Associates to assume his position as the company's executive. Lodswig Associates was a towering edifice of glass and steel that reached skyward. Its windows were like crystalline eyes, framing the beautiful and bustling city. The building's silhouette cut t
It was Kayla Smith, the junior secretary, who knocked. "Miss Buffet, the CEO of Belize Companies, Curt Jones, and his fiancée are here to see you," the young lady announced. "Kindly ask them to wait for me at the reception. I'll join them shortly," Jane replied. Grey smirked as soon as he heard Cu