"I said... we will get married this weekend," Isabella declared firmly, her decision cutting through the air. Mama Christina, seemingly pleased, responded, "Well then, that's good news. I should call your mother; we should start the wedding plans real quick." With that, Mama Christina excused herself, leaving Isabella to grapple with the sudden acceleration of events.Her uncle remarked, "You are just looking for ways to get me off as the lead, even if it's rushing a marriage. I just hope you know what you're doing."Isabella met his gaze, unwavering, and replied, "I know what I'm doing, thank you, Uncle." He gave her a side-eye and left, leaving Isabella to contemplate the whirlwind she had set in motion.Ruben, who had been silent through the exchange, finally spoke up, "Wedding this weekend?"Isabella sighed, "I know, I know. I just... I'm sorry. If you don't want to, I totally understand."Ruben, looking at her with a mixture of surprise and amusement, responded, "Are you kidding?
In the dimly lit conference room, the atmosphere hung heavy with tension as Alex, the butler, and the lawyers grappled with the mysterious disappearance of the company's funds. Becca, under the scrutinizing gaze of the legal team, maintained her composure, leaving the investigators at a dead end.After a thorough examination, the lawyers, with a mix of frustration and resignation, couldn't find any evidence pointing to a guilty party. The staff, dismissed from the conference room, dispersed back to their posts and offices, leaving behind an air of uncertainty.As the door clicked shut, sealing the room, Alex, the butler, and the lawyers remained in their seats, surrounded by the residue of unanswered questions. Alex, leaning back in his chair, ran a hand through his hair, a furrowed brow revealing his concern. "So, what's our next move? We can't let this linger."A bespectacled lawyer, adjusting his tie, suggested, "Mr. Fitzgerald, I propose we freeze the company's accounts. It's a dr
Alex, driving home from the Harringtons', felt his phone vibrate, and he glanced to see Daniel's name on the screen. Answering the call, he heard Daniel's voice, "Where are you, man?""On my way home. Why?" Alex responded, curiosity in his tone.Daniel chuckled, "We're all meeting at my place tonight. Dude, have you forgotten about my wife's birthday?"A wave of realization washed over Alex. "Oh my goodness... I'm so sorry. Happy birthday to her. You know what, let me get home real quick, change my clothes, and then head your way.""Sounds like a plan," Daniel replied. "I'll see you here. Oh, and what about Bambi? Do you know if she'll make it?"Alex pondered for a moment, "Umm... I don't know. I'll get in touch with her and find out. See you later.""Okay, see you soon," Daniel said before ending the call. As Alex drove home, he dialed Bambi's number, eager to reconnect. She answered with a warm, "Hey.""Hey. How are you?" Alex inquired, his voice carrying a hint of longing."I'm ok
As Alex and Bambi drove to Daniel's house, the lingering encounter with Bambi's roommate became a topic of conversation. "Why is she always like that?" Alex wondered aloud.Bambi chuckled, "Don't mind her. Funny thing is, she likes you. That's just her way of being nice.""Weird," Alex commented, shaking his head. Trying to shift the focus, he complimented, "Anyway, you look so nice."Bambi grinned, "I'm looking nice for you."Alex smiled, "Well, I need to pick up gifts for Daniel's wife. She's a high-maintenance woman."Bambi nodded in understanding, "Oh, I should do that too.""Any gift ideas?" Alex inquired.Bambi pondered for a moment, then suggested, "Several. Perfume, clothes, and gift cards. Or we could stop by a gift shop and just shop things for her."Alex agreed, "We'll do that." The conversation flowed effortlessly as they navigated through the city, their banter lightening the mood. Alex and Bambi decided to make a stop at a quaint gift shop, its window adorned with charm
As the party drew to a close, Alex and Bambi bid their friends farewell, making their way to the car. They settled in, and Alex started the engine, the comforting hum marking the beginning of their journey home."Hope you had a good time," Alex said, glancing at Bambi."I did. Your friends are nice, and their wives," Bambi replied, a warm smile on her face.Alex chuckled, "I saw you talking to the ladies. They must really like you."Bambi smiled, "We were mostly talking about you and your ex-wife.""Oh... What did the ladies have to say?" Alex asked, a hint of curiosity in his voice."Nothing... Girls code," Bambi teased, raising an eyebrow.Alex laughed, "Oh, you all have codes now. Very nice."Bambi grinned, "You boys have yours too."As Alex drove through the quiet streets, he glanced over at Bambi and suggested, "You want to hang out before we call it a day?"Bambi, considering the late hour, hesitated, "It's late...""Oh, no excuses because it's the weekend tomorrow," Alex counte
As Alex emerged from the doctor's office, a heavy silence hung in the lobby, broken only by the hushed whispers of concern. The butler and Bambi, sensing the gravity of the situation, awaited Alex's return."What happened?" the butler inquired, concern etched on his face.Alex directed his question to the butler, "Was Mum faithful with her exercises?"The butler, solemnly, replied, "Lisa was always around. She was."Dread settled in Alex's chest as he made a decision. "I'm going to give her a call now."The butler pressed for more information, "What did the doctor say?"Alex sighed, grappling with the weight of the revelation. "Something about her fats not making her breathe properly.""Oh gosh," the butler murmured, his worry mirroring Alex's.Alex stepped away to make the call to Lisa, the ringing tones a stark contrast to the anxiety that enveloped the hospital lobby. Lisa picked up the call, her voice resonating concern, "Mr. Fitzgerald, good evening... everything okay?"Alex, hi
In the office, Isabella voiced her eagerness to kickstart the setup process. "Grandma, we need to discuss how to start working on the setup ASAP," she urged.Mama Christina, leaning back in her chair, considered the proposal. "No need to rush, Isabella. We both know this is a lot of money for the startup." She paused, contemplating her next move. "I'll write you a cheque for you to start working on something. Make sure you put in your best."Isabella responded, "But Grandma, why would you write me a cheque that has already been written? Just hand over the money to me, and let me get to work."Mama Christina, with a hint of authority, countered, "You'll do exactly as I say you should. Besides, a mouth agreement is for you to get married this weekend before you start anything."Isabella, growing frustrated, pleaded, "Can't you just drop it already?"Mama Christina, unwavering, laid down the ultimatum, "Then you'll have to step down for your uncle. I expect you two to be at the house tom
As Isabella assessed the situation, Layla apologized profusely."It's you," Isabella remarked, recognizing Layla.Layla nodded, her voice apologetic, "Yes... I'm really sorry about this. I'll have your car fixed."Jessica chimed in sternly, "You better do it now."Layla explained, "I'll have it fixed. I'm so sorry. It was the rush, and my kid in the car, she's just been crying since I picked her up."Isabella, taking a more understanding tone, said, "It's okay. I'll have it handled."Layla insisted, "Allow me, it's a Rolls Royce."Isabella smiled, "I'm sure it's just a scratch, nothing much."Layla persisted, "I insist."With a gracious nod, Isabella conceded, "I'll fix it, not to worry. It's nice running into you, Layla. I have to get going now." Isabella and Jessica got back into the car and drove off.Isabella gripped the steering wheel, the rhythmic hum of the engine barely masking the tension in the air. Jessica, her eyes darting from the road to Isabella, finally broke the silen