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
Exiting the vibrant Club Eden, Isabella and Ruben stepped into the cool night air. They approached Ruben's sleek car, and Isabella hesitated before mentioning, "I came with my car, though."Ruben flashed a reassuring smile. "I'll have it taken home for you.""Okay," Isabella agreed, her thoughts drifting to her car's scratch. "I need to take it for repairs, though. It got a scratch."Ruben's eyebrows furrowed in concern. "How did it happen?""Layla," Isabella sighed, her expression reflecting both annoyance and amusement. "You remember her, right? The Harrington's daughter."Ruben nodded. "Yes, I do."Isabella continued, "She ran into me... this evening, insisted on fixing it, but I told her not to worry."Ruben chuckled. "Well, that's not good. I'll have it fixed for you.""Okay... thanks," Isabella replied, feeling a sense of gratitude for Ruben's understanding."So, where are we headed?" Isabella asked as they settled into the car."Dinner and some chat," Ruben suggested."That wil
Ruben made his way downstairs, the quiet elegance of Isabella's home enveloping him. As he descended, he unexpectedly encountered Eleanor in the living room, her presence exuding a mix of grace and authority. "Good evening, ma'am," Ruben greeted respectfully.Eleanor, wearing a knowing smile, acknowledged him. "Ruben, you brought in your fiancée. How nice of you."Ruben smiled back, a subtle warmth in his eyes. "She was too tired and fell asleep, so I thought..."Eleanor interrupted gently, "Oh no. You're doing well, but you know we need to talk, hun."Ruben's demeanor shifted to attentive, realizing the seriousness of the conversation. "Okay, ma'am."Eleanor guided Ruben to a settee, and as they settled in, she cut to the chase. "So what is the conclusion on the whole matter? Because I've been trying to convince her, she just wouldn't budge."Ruben sighed, contemplating how much to share. "Mama Christina may have compelled her to do this. We are getting married this weekend."Eleanor
Sebastian, still processing the surprise news, inquired, "How did it happen?"Eleanor, beaming with satisfaction, shared the details. "Well, our plans succeeded. They are getting married this weekend. By tomorrow, we start preparing. And we all are going to your grandma's house for the planning."Sebastian's eyes lit up with a mix of excitement and relief. "That's great news."Eager for more information, he continued, "What about the other thing you discussed?"Eleanor leaned in, her voice lowered, "He said after the wedding."Sebastian couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow. That's great news. I'm happy."The following morning, the soft glow of dawn began to seep through the curtains, heralding the start of a day filled with promises and preparations. Eleanor, the first to rise, took charge of the morning routine. She called out to Tes, who was still asleep, instructing her to get breakfast ready.With the efficiency that comes from years of managing a household, Eleanor then made her way t
In Isabella's room, Kia enveloped her friend in another tight hug, expressing, "Oh, I've missed my girl."Returning the embrace, Isabella grinned and inquired, "How was it on Influencer Island? I want all the tea!"Kia, with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, teased, "I will give you all the tea after you get married." Isabella chuckled, fully aware of her friend's penchant for dramatic storytelling.Changing the subject, Isabella mentioned, "Well, I'm to go to Mama Christina's today, in fact... soon. You wanna come?"Kia, always up for an adventure, replied, "Why not? Let's get ready."Isabella, a knowing smile playing on her lips, added, "You want to change clothes because I know you."Kia laughed and retorted, "You have anything befitting? I know we wear the same size."Isabella gestured towards her wardrobe, saying, "Well
Isabella, caught off guard by the unexpected arrival of Ruben's parents, couldn't contain her surprise. She swiftly pulled Ruben aside into the living room, finding a quiet corner to express her concerns."Hey, hey, come here...we need to talk," Isabella insisted, a hint of worry in her voice. Ruben, sensing her unease, excused himself from the family gathering and followed Isabella to the corner."I didn't know your parents would be coming. Why didn't you tell me? I thought it's just a casual wedding, given I have been married before," Isabella exclaimed, her eyebrows furrowed in concern.Ruben, looking into Isabella's eyes, responded, "Isabella, baby, if I'm to get married to you, or at all, I have to do it right. The whole legal thing and shit."Isabella sighed, feeling the weight of the situation, "But you should have informed me. I'm not ready for this."Ruben, attempting to reassure her, said, "Well, they are here now. You have to be. They are cool anyway; they don't bite.""Tha