Cecilia sat in the hall, sipping tea, when she noticed Emma entering with a grumpy expression on her face. She knew her daughter well enough to recognize that look, which only appeared when she was truly annoyed or angered by someone. "My dear, what's with that look on your face?" Cecilia asked with concern, motioning for Emma to join her on the couch. "I want that fake store to be permanently shut down," Emma said angrily, recalling how she had been humiliated and looked down upon with disdain. Cecilia, unaware of the details, continued to inquire, "What happened, honey? Who dared to make you angry? Don't they know you're the Thompson princess?" She tried to coax Emma into sharing what had transpired. "Don't worry, just tell me what's bothering you, okay?" Cecilia reassured her. Finally, after some coaxing, Emma decided to tell her mother what had happened. She recounted how she had almost been tricked into buying a counterfeit dress and how Anna had disgraced her in front of pro
"It's a girl I met at the boutique," Emma explained. "Remember the woman I said tried to steal the dress from me? Well, she was friends with that woman. They both humiliated me, especially her friend. I want her gone." Emma's rage intensified, and her desire to harm Anna grew even stronger. "You know, not everything should be done impulsively," Cecilia advised. "Some things require wisdom when dealing with them. When seeking revenge, you need to be careful and considerate." "She had the audacity to go against you because she may not be an ordinary person. Such individuals should be dealt with wisely," Cecilia added. Confused, Emma asked, "And what if she is ordinary?" "Then she'll be a piece of cake," Cecilia replied with an evil smile. She had earned her reputation as the feared and respected wife of a successful businessman in their city for a reason. She knew how to handle things, and she wouldn't let those who had disgraced her daughter escape unpunished. They would definitely
Cecilia answered Emma's questions calmly, aiming to avoid arousing any suspicion. She had dealt with similar inquiries in the past, like when Tony had asked her, and she had provided satisfactory explanations. There was no reason to deviate from that approach now. "Just remember, my dear, I have my own methods, and if you encounter anything beyond your capabilities, come to me, okay?" Cecilia reassured Emma with confidence, putting her daughter's concerns to rest. "Okay, I'll be out buying things for grandma's birthday. I'll be back soon," Emma replied, seemingly satisfied with her mother's response. Cecilia collected her bag from the maid and left the house, unaware of the scornful look Emma gave her retreating figure. Emma believed her mother must have resorted to extreme measures to obtain the assistance she needed. However, Emma was unconcerned as long as it didn't implicate her in any way. Her current focus was on Nagid, who had become distant since the incident at the hospital
Cecilia turned around to face the person who had surprised her, immediately recognizing who it was. There was no need for anyone to tell her; she knew it was him."Sorry for the delay. I had to lie about going out to shop for grandma," Cecilia apologized, trying to explain her tardiness."Have you been here for long?" she inquired."No, just a couple of minutes. You know how important our meetings are to me. I wouldn't want to miss them for anything," the person replied, his voice filled with desire."I'm just hoping my dear brother doesn't start suspecting anything. You know how vengeful he can be," he added.The person in question was none other than Tony's older brother, Will. Will had been aiding Cecilia in her deceitful actions in exchange for pleasure, indicating that their arrangement had been ongoing for quite some time. Fortunately, their secret meetings were well hidden within the confines of the city's best-hidden hotel, ensuring their activities remained undetected."Tony h
At Cesa Company, Nagid carefully examined the information presented to him. After the incident in Russia, he had been maintaining a low profile and even avoiding the Thompson family for a while, including Emma.It wasn't because he was afraid or guilty, but because he was planning a big surprise for them. He eagerly anticipated the expressions on their faces when it finally happened. He couldn't wait for that moment.His phone rang, interrupting his thoughts. It was a call from his secretary."Sir, Miss Emma is here to see you," his secretary informed him."Okay," Nagid replied curtly and ended the call.It seemed his dear wife couldn't wait any longer. She must have something for him to accomplish, which was why she had come. But that wasn't his concern because he was already expecting her.He heard the office door open. Without even looking up, he knew it was her.He continued going through his files without raising his head. Emma frowned as she observed that he hadn't stopped lookin
Emma looked at him with surprise. What was really going on with Nagid? She wondered why he was acting strangely, unlike the Nagid she had always known. Was he playing a game or trying to get more attention? If that was his intention, he was doing a good job because she really wanted the old Nagid back.Before she could think any further, she noticed a smile on his face. It seemed like what he had just shown was merely an illusion. Was he playing tricks on her?"Emma, did you hear what I said?" he asked."What are you talking about?" Emma asked, confused."I said, please tell the maids to prepare me some noodles with lots of greens. I've been craving them for some time now," he explained."Oh, okay. I will personally take care of that for you," she responded with a smile.She couldn't understand what was happening at that moment. One minute he would be sweet, and the next minute he would turn cold. Was this some kind of joke?No, she had to get to the bottom of this. "Is everything okay
In the outskirts of the city, a man lay with his head in a woman's lap while she gently ran her fingers through his hair. He reveled in the heavenly treatment he received from this beautiful woman, who never complained or demanded too much. She only sought to please him, unlike his nagging and complaining wife."You are the best thing that's ever happened to me," Tony said with his eyes closed. His mistress, Tina, was the only woman who made him feel carefree."I only want the best for you, and I would do anything to keep it that way," Tina replied with a smile."That's what makes me love you even more," Tony said, his heart filled with affection.Tina smiled back at Tony without saying a word. He had always admired her calmness and poise. She rarely got angry and always looked at the bigger picture, unlike his wife at home, whose sole purpose seemed to be making his already stressful days even more burdensome.His thoughts were interrupted by a ringing phone. He glanced at the unknown
Anna parked her car furiously in front of the bank. She couldn't believe the way Bella had been treated. It was unacceptable, and she wasn't going to let it slide. No one could make her friend suffer like this.As Anna entered the bank, she noticed a person talking to one of the bank managers. He seemed familiar, but she couldn't place where she knew him from. Not wanting to dwell on it too much, she brushed it off. After all, she had only seen the person from behind and couldn't see his face clearly.Nagid glanced back and saw that no one he recognized was around. The stare had disappeared along with the person."Mr. Nagid," the bank manager called out, bringing him back to reality."I said the statement would be sent soon, Mr. Nagid," the manager repeated."Oh, that would be very nice. I'll be expecting it first thing tomorrow morning," Nagid replied emotionlessly."Sure, sir.""And make sure the Thompsons don't find out about this," Nagid warned."Sure, you can trust me with this,"