The video was taken at the balcony where Emily had come to meet him. Now he understood the reason she had been behaving weirdly. She must have put someone there to record everything, while she was acting like she was being hurt. The video had obviously been edited to cut out the parts where he was trying to ask her what she was doing. Their discussion was also removed, the video just showed her walking up to him, then when he grabbed her wrist, then when she was crying on the floor pretending like he pushed her. Ellis was summoned to his father’s office.“I just got a call from my P R team. They sent me a link and I watched a video of you allegedly assaulting that Emily girl. I know you wouldn’t do something like that.” Mr Crus said as Ellis stepped into his office with a robe on. Ellis sighed. He was so tired, yet he had to deal with this because of Emily.“I didn’t hurt her. She came to speak to me, and I told her to leave. She was insisting on talking to me, trying to get in my p
“What did he say?” Her father asked as soon as she finished speaking with Ellis. “He said I will have to go on air and tell the truth. I will have to beg him in front of everyone as well.” Emily replied. “You have to do it now, so he can stop coming against my company.” Her father said with a panicked expression. “Why are you always bringing shame to our family, Emily? How could you bring this upon us? You were supposed to get Ellis back, not make him hate us.” Her mother yelled. “Why are you blaming me? Weren’t you the ones who made me break up with Ellis in the first place just to get engaged to Jordan. I tried everything I could but Ellis refused to forgive me. What else was I supposed to do? It was your suggestion for me to blackmail him for something. You even said I should accuse him of rape, but I decided to just accuse him of assault.” “Don’t talk back to me! Just fix this mess.” Her mother huffed in indignation.”I don’t know why you’re such a useless child.” Emily ran t
When Ellis saw the video made by Emily, he was disgusted. Other people may have believed her lies, but he knew she was not being completely truthful. “At least she did the video, and now people know the truth about you.” Mr Crus said to him.“But it still irks me how she painted herself as the victim in the story. She doesn’t deserve to get off that easily.” Ellis replied and Mr Cyrus nodded.“I agree with you, but for your peace of mind, forget about her for now. If she ever tries to mess with us again, then we’ll make sure her name is never even remembered among her family members. At least she made it easier for her parents to be sent to jail. That’s one less problem for me.” He shrugged.“I guess you’re right. Now we can focus on the Maurine incident. That video is still circulating around the internet. And now, there are so many preposterous versions of the first video. It’s getting annoying.”“I already have a plan to handle that. I will give the reporters the interview they so
“You seem to be popular among the ladies.” Mr Cyrus teased Ellis with an elbow bump.The amusement on his father’s face made his anger evaporate, and he chuckled at his father’s playfulness. “You know more than I do that none of them actually like me. They just want me now because you made me your heir. “ Ellis said.“Of course. Who wouldn’t want to be the wife of a trillionaire? Plus, my son is so handsome.” Mr Cyrus chuckled and Ellis shook his head with an amused smile.“Welcome back, father.” Amira greeted as she walked to the door. “We all saw the interview, It’s a good thing that the family name has now been cleared. The bad publicity was badly affecting our stock prices. And we can also move around freely now without getting run over by reporters.”“We’re Royales. Reporters will always follow us no matter where we go.” George said as he joined the conversation. “But I get your point. We won’t be the centre of attention anymore, so we would have a bit more freedom. We should ce
Marcus could no longer contain the pain he got from being shot and began to scream as blood kept gushing out from his left arm. His shouting called the thieves from the safe where they had been with Mr Cyrus. They ran as fast as their legs could carry them to try and escape now that they had gotten what they came for. As they left, everyone’s attention went to Marcus. This had been his plan, he wanted their sympathy, hoping it would be enough to soften his father’s heart if he took a bullet for him. But Marcus was genuinely in pain. With his head spinning dangerously, Marcus could vaguely make out the faces of everyone around him. He felt multiple arms pull him gently, likely his father or sister trying to help his wounded estate, but really, it was the family doctor. It was fortunate that he had been on his way to the mansion for Mr Cyrus’ monthly checkup. He was lucky not to be there during the robbery, but while he hid in a corner, he had watched the thieves being caught by the
As Marcus returned home under the watchful eye of hired medical staff, determined to display his strength and resilience to his father, Mr Cyrus embarked on a relentless pursuit of justice in the courtroom. The proceedings were filled with tension and intrigue as the truth behind the robbery began to come out. The courtroom buzzed with anticipation as Mr Desmond, who was Mr Cyrus's lawyer, a formidable figure of authority and determination, led the prosecution against the accused robbers. With an unwavering resolve, the man sought to unravel the cause behind the robbery that happened that night in the Royale mansion. As the trial commenced, the defendants, clad in somber attire and flanked by their legal counsel, sat stoically in the dock. Their expressions betrayed little to no ounce of the guilt and trepidation that lurked beneath the surface of their stoicism. The courtroom was filled with a diverse array of characters – jurors, lawyers, spectators – each playing their part in
The released thugs made their way to their headquarters where their boss Marcus always waited for them. He sat in the shadows of the abandoned warehouse on the edge of the city that served as their secret hideout. The first person to arrive at the location was Jaguar, who had posed as a doctor only some days before the rigorous weeks of the lawsuit that Mr Cyrus filed against them. Behind him were the three other men who had carried out Marcus's robbery plan. Marcus was feeling better now after two weeks of recuperating while being given the best of care, paid for by his father."Boss, we're sorry for coming late," Jaguar the lead thug apologized. Marcus nodded. He was used to this — the late coming and the apologies that followed after. Under the only light in the dark room, his sharp features were thrown into relief."Of course you are sorry. You always are," he said. Jaguar smiled. "Well, do sit. We have a lot to talk about." Marcus ordered. The thugs sat on the only wooden be
Mr Cyrus was sitting in his living room and staring at the phone in front of him. He had just received the ransom from the kidnappers who had taken his dear son and heir, Ellis, hostage. The kidnappers demanded ten billion dollars in cash before three days, or they would kill Ellis."Ten billion dollars only. Nothing more and nothing less. You have just three days to get it done or your heir would be dead meat."When Mr Cyrus got their call, he knew they were calling for their ransom, but he had not expected them to call out such an outrageous amount to him. How would he get ten billion dollars in cash in just three days? If he went to the bank, they would suspect something fishy and even though they did not, formality would not let them release such a huge amount to him in that short period of time. He needed more time to process everything. If it was an online transfer, it would not require so much processing. But the kidnappers obviously didn't want that so they wouldn't be traced.
The bell above the door jingled merrily as Ellis pushed it open, cradling his newborn son Derek in his arms. Zoey watched them both, her face glowing with joy and fatigue after the difficult labor. After the tumultuous path that had led him here - the battles with rivals, the crushing workload, the periods of self-doubt - he had truly found peace at last. His company was thriving, his beautiful wife was by his side, and now they had brought new life into the world. As he gazed down at Derek's tiny, scrunched-up face, Ellis felt a surge of fierce, protective love unlike anything he had experienced before. "Welcome, little man," Ellis murmured, leaning down to kiss his son's head. The click of stiletto heels on hardwood announced the arrival of Amelia, Ellis's indispensable executive assistant. Her usual brisk demeanor melted into a warm smile as she caught sight of the family. "Congratulations, you two," she said, placing a gentle hand on Derek's back. "He's absolutely precious." Zo
Emily nodded, finally finding her voice after reining in her tears. "Thank you, truly. I don't even know what to say beyond how grateful I am that you're both willing to start taking steps toward forgiveness," She paused, swallowing hard against the lump in her throat."I hurt you both in such an unfair, selfish way and I'll regret that forever. You didn't deserve that at all," Emily went on, her eyes glistening with sincerity. "But I hope I can show you both through my sustained actions and personal growth that I'm not that toxic, jealous person anymore who let obsession cloud my judgment so severely."Zoey gave her a sad smile, her eyes still holding remnants of past hurt. "It's going to take time, Emily. A lot of time. You have to understand how profoundly your lies and manipulation destabilized my relationship with Ellis.""I know," Emily replied solemnly. "And I don't expect your forgiveness or renewed trust to come easily at all. I'll need to prove myself over and over again. I'
As she drove away, Emily couldn't help but let the tears flow freely. She cried for the hurt she had caused and the potential permanent damage she may have done to their relationship. She cried at the thought of Ellis's disappointed look when he realized she had tried to take advantage of him and his vulnerability during his close breakup with Zoey. And she cried over the self-loathing and remorse she felt for letting herself become such an ugly, selfish person for a period of time due to her unhealthy jealousy.Deep down, Emily realized she may have permanently burned the bridge of friendship with Ellis and her based on her actions. While she desperately hoped she could prove herself changing through therapy and personal growth, the possibility that their close bond of trust could never be salvaged was very real. And she would have to live with that heavy burden knowing she had brought it all upon herself. Over the next several weeks, the silence and distance from Ellis and Zoey was
Emily paced back and forth nervously in her living room. Tomorrow was Ellis and Zoey's first anniversary and she had finally decided it was time to come clean and apologize for the lies and manipulation she had put them through around the time of their dating some time ago. She knew that they may not listen to her, but she had found love with someone, and she was trying to turn a new leaf for him. She wanted him to see that she was serious about changing her spiteful character, and hoped to show her love for him that way. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves. This was the right thing to do, regardless of how awkward or uncomfortable it might be. Ellis and Zoey deserved the truth and a sincere apology from her after everything that had happened.Emily thought back to how it had all started over a year earlier. She had been harboring feelings for Ellis, long before he had started dating Zoey. But thinkingback, she knew that she never truly loved Ellis. She had just been aft
Meanwhile, in Ellis’ mind, he was in a chamber he didn’t recognise, standing alone. He looked around but he couldn’t find a way out of the place. There were no walls, no windows, no lower basement entrance. He tried touching the walls to see if there was a secret passage, but nothing happened. He called out several times, but got no response. He didn’t know what to do, and though he vaguely knew that it was a dream, he still felt a little weird, like it was actually happening. After several failed attempts to escape the weird chamber, he sat on the floor and began to meditate.He tried to reach for his aura deep within him, to see if it could somehow lead him out of there. He could feel the Qi, but it was not obeying his command. It was like it was locked down somehow. But he didn’t give up, he remained in a meditative pose, and calmed himself down till his heart rate slowed considerably. While in that state, he heard a voice. “Congratulations, you passed the test. I made the right c
For their honeymoon, Zoey was ecstatic when Ellis took her to the Maldives. She had always wanted to visit there. And not just that, Ellis had also purchased a private island in Zoey’s name, so she could always come there at any time. He planned to have a beach villa built there later so they could use it as a vacation spot, but for the time being, just a log cabin had been erected. The log cabin had modern amenities, like a hot tub, kitchen with up to date appliances, running water, a standby generator, etc. But it also had rustic features like a real fireplace with a chimney, an outdoor grill pit, a cleared out campsite, and a small lake instead of a swimming pool.The place was beautiful. They spent their first night there in bed all day, then they slept till afternoon. After waking, their meal had already been prepared by the local chef Ellis had hired. He didn’t want Zoey stressed out during the honeymoon, she would only cook if she chose to. Hehad so many activities planned for
As the months ticked by, everything slowly started falling into place. Zoey's dress was altered to perfection. The venue was booked and the menu tasting was complete — they selected a seasonal tasting menu with locally-sourced ingredients. The cake was a delicious vanilla sponge with tart lemon curd filling and a Swiss meringue buttercream frosting. One of Zoey's favorite touches was Gemma's idea to have a "coffee bar" at the reception with gourmet coffee drinks, flavored syrups and delicious accompaniments like biscotti and cannoli. She knew their guests would appreciate a delicious caffeinated pick-me-up after dancing the night away.In the last few weeks leading up to the wedding, Zoey was a bundle of nervous excitement. She tried her best to get enough rest and stay hydrated, knowing she needed to be in top form for the biggest day of her life. Ellis, on the other hand, seemed to take everything in stride. His calm, steady presence was invaluable for keeping Zoey grounded when she
Ellis took a deep breath as he looked across the candlelit table at Zoey. Her eyes sparkled in the flickering light and her dark hair fell in soft waves over her shoulders. After so much time together, he knew this was the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. He reached across the table and took her hand in his. "Zoey, we've been through so much together these past several months. You've supported me every step of the way as I took on the challenging role of CEO at Royale Company. You're my partner, my best friend, my everything. I know some people may find it too soon, or some may say that you’re after my money. But I know in my heart that what we have is real. " He paused, his heart pounding in his chest as he got on one knee, and brought out a custom made diamond ring that cost a hundred million dollars. Zoey gasped. "I don't want to imagine my life without you by my side. Zoey, will you marry me?"Zoey's eyes went wide and she brought her hands up to cover her mou
George, for his part, saw his gilded life come crashing down in what felt like an incomprehensible nightmare. Gone were the bravado, the vainglorious sense of entitlement, the belief that he could indulge in whatever impulse struck him without consequence. His charmed existence had been brutally ripped away, replaced by the sullen, emasculating confines of a jail cell and the prospect of an incarceration looming ahead. Just like his brother, Marcus. Stripped of his identity, his wealth, and the support system that enabled his wanton ways, all George was left with was to reckon with his shattered sense of self. None of his party friends even visited, or tried to help him. He thought they would have his back, but now his eyes had cleared.His thoughts often drifted to Lisa, the wife whose unconditional love he had so wantonly discarded in pursuit of shallow gratification. Was it truly worth sacrificing everything — his marriage, his family, his father's pride and the staggering family f