Alex's mind was a whirlwind of worry and frustration as he sat at his desk, poring over legal documents and making frantic phone calls to his lawyers. Each attempt to reach them only resulted in unanswered calls and mounting frustration.With no progress in sight, Alex's last hope rested on Layla and whatever information she had managed to gather. He dialed her number, his fingers tapping impatiently against the desk as he waited for her to pick up."Layla," he greeted as soon as she answered. "What have you found out?"Layla's voice came through the phone, filled with determination. "Hey Alex, I'm just on my way to your house. Don't leave."Relief washed over Alex as he replied, "I'm right here. I'll wait for you."They exchanged brief goodbyes and hung up, leaving Alex to anxiously anticipate Layla's arrival. As he waited, he couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at him.Seeking solace, Alex reached out to Bambi, his voice filled with apology and concern. "Babe, I'm just
Alex's eyes widened in surprise, a mixture of curiosity and concern flickering across his features. "Who?" he demanded, his voice laced with urgency.Layla leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Let's just say, it's someone you never would've suspected," she teased.Alex's eyes widened in disbelief as Layla revealed the culprit behind the company's turmoil. "It's Becca," Layla stated matter-of-factly."I knew it! I had my suspicions!" Alex exclaimed, frustration evident in his voice. He clenched his fists, his mind racing with a mixture of anger and vindication.Layla's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "You knew?" she questioned, incredulous."Yeah," Alex admitted, his tone somber. "We had some trouble months back, and all directions were leading to her, but we were unable to find any evidence."Layla's expression softened as she processed the revelation. "And you're just telling me this now?" she asked, a hint of reproach in her voice.Alex's shoulders sagged
As Alex meticulously adjusted his tie in front of the mirror, his mind buzzed with thoughts about the day ahead. It was the Harringtons daughter's wedding day, a momentous occasion that he had eagerly anticipated despite the whirlwind of responsibilities that had consumed him at work.Grace entered the room with an affectionate smile, her eyes twinkling with pride. "Look at my handsome son," she beamed, admiring Alex's appearance. His smile widened at her words, a flicker of warmth amidst the nervous excitement."Mum, are you ready?" Alex asked, his voice tinged with anticipation. "Because I'm picking Bambi on our way to the wedding."Grace chuckled, her laughter echoing through the room. "I just need to wear my dress. I don't want to wear it yet until I'm sure you're ready.""Okay, Mum," Alex replied, a hint of impatience in his tone. He glanced at the clock, aware of the ticking seconds slipping away. Just then, the butler entered the room."Good morning, everyone," the butler greet
As the morning light filtered through the curtains, Isabella stirred from her slumber, her senses gradually awakening to the sound of the alarm clock. Beside her, Ruben leaned in to plant a tender kiss on her cheek, his voice filled with gentle insistence."Babe, you need to get up," he murmured, his breath warm against her skin."Good morning, baby," Isabella replied with a sleepy smile, her voice soft with sleep. "What time is it?""It's 9," Ruben informed her, his tone tinged with urgency. "We need to go get ready.""I agree," Isabella concurred, her mind slowly shaking off the remnants of sleep as she reluctantly pushed herself out of bed.As they both began the familiar routine of getting ready for the day ahead, Ruben's phone buzzed with an incoming message. With a quick glance, he checked it and swiftly composed a reply, his fingers moving with practiced ease.Curiosity flickered in Isabella's eyes as she watched him, a hint of concern creeping into her voice. "Who's that?" she
As Grace's questions hung in the air, Alex exchanged a meaningful glance with the butler and Bambi, silently conveying the gravity of the situation. Sensing the tension building, Grace's patience wore thin as she demanded answers."What is she talking about? What about the company?" Grace pressed, her voice edged with frustration.Alex hesitated, weighing his words carefully before responding. "Mum, I promise I'll tell you everything when we get home," he reassured her, his tone earnest."Why not here, hun?" Grace insisted, her tone growing more insistent by the second."Now is not the time or place. Let's respect our friends, Mum," Alex replied gently, his eyes pleading for understanding.Rolling her eyes in exasperation, Grace begrudgingly acquiesced. "As soon as we all get home, you start talking," she declared firmly."Okay, Mum," Alex agreed, his tone tinged with a hint of resignation.Just then, a welcome distraction presented itself as Rich and his wife came into view. Sensing
As Isabella bared her heart to Alex, her words hanging heavy with emotion, Alex couldn't help but chuckle nervously, a mixture of disbelief and uncertainty swirling within him."Isabella, what about your husband?" Alex countered, his voice tinged with apprehension as he sought to deflect the weight of her confession.But Isabella refused to be deterred, her gaze unwavering as she reached out to grasp his hand firmly in hers. "Alex, don't deflect, please," she implored, her voice filled with quiet determination. "I think about you every single day since you left, makes me wonder if you do the same too."Alex's heart constricted at her words, the memories of their shared past flooding back with bittersweet clarity. "You know what is funny is the fact that you have the audacity to tell me all these after everything I have been through because of you," he retorted, his tone tinged with bitterness."Don't say that. You know you weren't completely honest," Isabella countered, her voice soft
With tears blurring her vision, Isabella drove aimlessly through the night, her mind consumed by a whirlwind of emotions. She didn't know where to go, but eventually, she found herself pulling up to her own house. The familiar sight brought little comfort as she stepped out of the car, her heart heavy with grief.As she pushed open the door, still consumed by her tears, Isabella's eyes fell upon Tes, standing before her with bags and luggage in hand, a look of determination on her face. Confusion clouded Isabella's features as she struggled to comprehend the scene unfolding before her."What are you doing? Where are you going?" Isabella demanded, her voice cracking with emotion.Tes met Isabella's gaze with a mixture of sadness and resolve. "Is everything okay, ma'am? You're crying," she observed quietly.Isabella's frustration boiled over as she lashed out at Tes, her voice tinged with desperation. "Where the hell are you going, Tes?" she yelled, her words echoing in the empty hallwa
As the night wore on, Isabella found herself unable to find solace in sleep, her mind plagued by the events of the previous day. Thankfully, Jessica remained by her side throughout the long hours, offering a comforting presence in the darkness.As morning dawned, Isabella stirred from her restless slumber, her eyes heavy with exhaustion. Turning to Jessica, she attempted to put on a brave face, determined to face the day ahead. "Jess, you can go home now. I'm okay," she insisted, her voice tinged with a sense of determination.But Jessica wasn't about to leave her friend's side so easily. "There is no way I'm leaving you by yourself, babe," she countered, her tone firm with resolve. "You need someone with you right now."Isabella sighed, knowing that Jessica wouldn't budge on this matter. "But I'm okay, though. We need to go to work, in fact," she argued, her mind already turning to the tasks that awaited them."Not today," Jessica insisted, her gaze unwavering as she reached for her