EpilogueThe sun shone brightly on the beautiful summer day, casting a warm glow over the lush gardens. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the soft chirping of birds.Bryan and Betty stood at one altar, while Sam and Jessica stood at another, both couples surrounded by their friends and family. The atmosphere was filled with joy and happiness, celebrating the union of two couples meant to be together.As the ceremony began, the two couples exchanged vows, promising to love and cherish each other, through thick and thin, till death do them part. Bryan and Betty's eyes locked on each other, filled with love and adoration, while Sam and Jessica's faces beamed with happiness.As they sealed their unions with a kiss, the gathered guests erupted in cheers and applause. The room was filled with laughter, tears, and joy, as the two couples were pronounced husband and wife.The reception was a grand affair, with fine food, wine, and music. The four newlyweds danced
As the radiant sun stretched its golden rays across the land, A young man's head is hunched, staring tentatively at his shoe. The atmosphere in the abode was inauspicious; casting a blue hue upon the wall, plastered on it were some shiny stones, giving it a perfect decoration.“You are bad luck; nothing good will ever come from you,” bellowed Mr. Wesley, Bryan’s terrible father-in-law. His voice reverberated with such unruly anger that it penetrated the building.“I am sorry; I didn’t mean for you to lose that contract, “he apologizes, his voice coming politely.“You are sorry, is that all you could say? I lost a contract worth billions of dollars because of your stupidity, and all you could say is sorry?” His voice echos through the walls.“So shameless and useless. Father, why don’t you lock him up so he could have some sense?” Alicia, Bryan’s horrible wife, said, laughing rancorously, obviously enjoying the fact that her so-called husband was being scolded by her father.“We shoul
“Bryan, they've given us the contract; thank your stars, or you are as good as dead.” Mr. Wesley, secretary, barged into his office to announce the news. What more could he say? They still got the contract after all the treatment he got from them.“Okay, thanks for your information,” he said to her so she could go out of his little office. He knew her very well; she always shows up just to mock me, which always gets him angry. But what can he do when he's just an ordinary poor man who has to meet with life and just has to deal with all the insults he got from Wesley's family?“Don't be too excited; that doesn't mean that they are going to praise you. You are nothing but their work stick.” She laughed sarcastically as she walked out of the office. He gulp down nothing, his clenched his fist on my laps boiling in annoyance. Yeah, that's him for you; he has to take all their taunts all day. Even so, he used to be the family worker, a cleaner. Don't be surprised; he was the family clea
Author POVAfter an exhausting day at work, Bryan finally came home, he sluggishly dragged his feet into the building and was taken aback by what he saw. His family was hosting a party. Bryan, actually, didn't understand what was going on. A celebration was going on yet no one told him, rather, they made him suffer by giving him loads of work to deal with at the office. How wicked could this family be? He wondered.Mr. Wesley's secretary, walked up to him. Bryan knew greeting her would bring nothing but insults to him, and hence, he tried to pretend not to see her, and wanted to leave that place as fast as he could. But she was faster than him, she grabbed his arm and pulled him back. “What now? Are you trying to pretend you didn't see me, Bryan?” she said with a wicked smile.“Let go of me” he growled and snatched his arm from her grip. “What do you want from me?” there's a clear hint of annoyance and frustration in his voice.Her eyes narrowed, she didn't seem to like the tone in
"What Creston family?" he asked, tilting his head slightly in an attempt to recall any connection he might have had. The enigmatic man looked at him with an unwavering gaze and spoke calmly, yet with an air of certainty. "Yes, Sir. You are the only son of Max Creston, and it is time for you to come forward and claim your rightful place as his heir."Upon hearing this, he reacted with a skeptical scoff, his disbelief tinged with curiosity and uncertainty.He let out a frustrated sigh, his voice tinged with exasperation. "Come on, I think you've got the wrong person. I don't have any money for you to defraud me of. Look at me, I'm broke as can be. I've been trying to fit into this life, but I have nothing to show for it. So, please, enough with this drama. I don't lead a glamorous life, and it's not because you see me as a son-in-law of the Wesleys. You've got the wrong idea. I'm just a poor man."His words held a mix of defiance and resignation as he prepared to walk away, leaving beh
Chapter 5"No, I haven't," she announced, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "I think I saw it online." Her words fell flat, and as he looked at her, disappointment crept into his expression. He had hoped for more, believed that she might hold some vital information. Yet, it seemed he had built up an illusion in his mind.As the weight of his disappointment settled on his face, she continued, "Yes, I saw it online in an advertisement." She paused.With a mix of anticipation and longing, she questioned, "Is this yours? Did Alicia give it to you? Because this... it's pure gold." Her voice held a hint of disbelief.He shook his head in response, a gesture of denial that shattered her burgeoning hope. "You don't have to worry about this," he said, his voice tinged with reassurance as he reached out to gently touch her hand. "And moreover, it's over between me and Alicia. You are all that matters to me from now on."The unexpected declaration sent shockwaves through her, causing her eyes
Chapter 6Getting to the location, he was mesmerized by the grandeur of the building right in front of him. The sight was so overwhelming that it felt like a scene from a movie. It almost seemed unreal, as if he had stumbled upon a beautiful castle. But it wasn't just a castle; it was the most gigantic and breathtaking building he had ever seen. He glanced at his own appearance and couldn't help but feel out of place amidst such opulence. He didn't quite fit into this extravagant environment, but he knew he had a purpose to fulfill and had to stay focused. Trying to calm his nerves, he swallowed a dry gulp, attempting to reassure himself and maintain a positive mindset.Moving closer to the gate, he approached the security man, ready to present himself and explain his purpose for being there. To his surprise, he discovered that they granted him free access to the building with minimal questioning."Wait, so I can just go inside, just like that?" he asked in disbelief, seeking confirma
Bryan stood skeptically in the middle of the room, his arms crossed tightly over his chest. The doubt in his voice was evident as he continued to question the truth being presented to him."How do you expect me to believe that?" he asked, his voice laced with suspicion. He was desperate for evidence, for something concrete to put his doubts to rest. Unconvinced by mere words, he had even sought the opinion of his foster sister, hoping she could shed some light on the matter. But her lack of knowledge only added to his uncertainty.Unable to contain his frustration any longer, Bryan's counterpart, with a calm determination, responded, "I think I don't need to talk much. I have proof, at least that will make you believe me." With those words, he made his way towards a small yet intriguing piece of furniture in the corner of the room. It resembled a closet, but something about it seemed different, more secretive.Bryan watched with a mixture of curiosity and doubt as his counterpart appr