"Dad, what's going on?" Summer asked, the moment Ferdinand walked into the room. "Where's my husband and my daughter?”Rachel and Ferdinand exchanged knowing glances before Ferdinand decided to give a response. "Your daughter is here with us. But Drake....""What about Drake?" Summer interrupted Ferdinand halfway. "Drake abandoned you in the hospital. He left you to become our responsibility. He left you and Michelle and we, your parents, to take care of all the hospital expenses.”Summer couldn't bring herself to believe what her father was saying. None of what they were saying sounded like what Drake could do. It couldn't have been the same Drake she got married to and had a daughter for, she imagined."So where's Michelle?" Summer asked, ready to see her daughter."Just give a moment," Rachel replied, as she excused Ferdinand and Summer to fetch Michelle from her room.After a couple of minutes, Rachel returned to Summer's room with Michelle, who was sitting on a wheelchair."Mom!
Lucy arrived at the Hilltop Café just in time to meet up with Jacob Morgan. It would be the first time since she was born that she would be visiting the Hilltop Café, which was one of the most classy cafés in town.Hilltop cafe was known for it's warm, inviting, and cozy atmosphere that made customers feel right at home. The walls were painted a soothing shade of light brown, and the floors were made of dark hardwood, polished to a warm sheen. The ceiling was high and vaulted, with exposed beams that added to the rustic charm of the space.The cafe also offered the best selection of teas, hot chocolate, and fresh juices, making it the most classy of all the cafe's in San Marino.Lucy took a brief moment to scan through the area, her eyes moving from one end of the café to the other. Behind the counter, the baristas were busy crafting expertly made drinks, from rich and creamy lattes to bold and flavorful pour-overs. She took on a deep breath as she imagined herself taking a sip from o
Prisca stood in the conference room, surrounded by the angry shareholders, having been instructed by Drake to be the one to address them. There had been a massive fall out of the market value of their investments and they could no longer trust their finances with the Sullivan's Holdings.Prisca knew she had a difficult task ahead of her, trying to convince them otherwise. She could feel the tension in the air as they insisted on taking their shares out.“Good day all. Look, I understand that you're concerned about the current state of the market, but pulling out your shares now may not be the best decision. Her voice was steady and composed, trying to convey a sense of reason and stability. Prisca wanted to assure the shareholders that Drake had their best interests in mind and was already on his toes trying to get where the entire problem was coming from.“But Prisca, the market is plummeting! We can't afford to stay invested in a sinking ship.” The shareholders' voices were filled
“Donald, please... We can find a way to resolve this without violence. Shooting either of us won't solve anything. Let's talk.” Her voice trembled with fear, but she refused to let it overpower her determination to find a peaceful resolution. Donald's eyes narrowed, his grip on the gun tightening as he contemplated Prisca's plea. His face contorted with anger and frustration. “There's nothing to talk about Prisca! Drake deserves to pay!” Donald spoke up, his voice filled with rage. "My life has become a total mess right from the very day I set foot in this organisation. I can no longer take this!"Drake, who sat on his chair, silently observing the tense exchange, finally spoke up, his voice filled with contempt, as he addressed Donald.“Donald, what were you thinking? That I'll just give you a job and treat you like nothing ever happened? You deserve everything you're getting from me right now, and there'll be more. You just wait and see,"Prisca couldn't believe her eyes that Drak
“This isn't good,” Rose's forehead creased slightly conveying a sense of unease, as she spoke on the phone with Hillary Koeman who otherwise was known as Mr. Anonymous, the fourth member of the IRIS.Killing Barrister Clark wasn't part of the plan from the beginning, but seeing that Drake wasn't ready to agree to her land proposal deal, it was the best available option.Moreover, Barrister Clark was about revealing the secret of IRIS to Drake, and they didn't want that. They wanted to keep Drake in the dark until they've achieved their plans, and then they would allow him to know the truth, so he could take the battle personal with his grandfather.With Barrister Clark already out of the picture, she was almost certain that there was no way the Sullivan's would win the case against the Simmons, and if that should happen, the Sullivan's would become vulnerable. Other standing cases against them would resurface and the empire would become weak. They would want to go into partnerships to
The first court proceeding came to an end and the case was adjourned to a further date as the evidences against the Simmons were watered down by their lawyer, Mr. Johnson who was also one of the bests in the whole of San Marino."You are such an evil man!" The commoner who had interrupted the court hearing earlier vented out her anger on Mr. Simmons, ready to hit him, but the security personnel who had come with them prevented her from coming any closer."Tell that to whoever is sponsoring your course," Mr. Simmons blurted out harshly. "But believe me, I'm not going to lose to mere commoners, not even when the Sullivans are the ones sponsoring your course,"Mrs. Simmons held her husband by the hand, and with a triumphant smile, happy that the first day's hearing had been in their favour, took his arms, leading him out of the courtroom."We're not going to lose you," she turned towards Drake, her voice barely above a whisper, but Drake chose not to react as he and his grandfather made
The night sky was a deep, foreboding shade of indigo, with clouds that seemed to swirl and twist like living shadows. The air was heavy with an unsettling stillness, as if the very wind itself was holding its breath in anticipation of something.Summer was with Michelle in her room. She had fully recovered and had resumed her motherly duties towards Michelle, although, she was harbouring an unspoken resentment towards Drake, who hadn't come to see her since she returned from the hospital.Lucy had returned home already. She was already thinking of quitting her job since Summer had now returned to take care of Michelle, but Michelle wasn't ready to let her go yet.She was insisting for Lucy to still remain as her nanny as she has grown very much attached to her in the absence of her mother. Lucy decided to stay back not just because she had grown attached to Michelle on her own part, but because, she felt it would be easier to protect Michelle from Viking and his men, after what happe
It wasn't long after Rachel dropped the call, that a fleet of police cars pulled in front of the house, their sirens silent but their lights flashing ominously in the evening gloom.As the police officers pulled up in front of the door, just before they could gain entrance, Michelle's shrill cry was heard from the living room, causing everyone to wonder what it was that had made her scream from her sleep."Michelle!" Summer exclaimed as she rushed to Michelle's room and to see for herself why she had screamed from her sleep."Mom!" Summer could Michelle's heart pounding in her chest as she entered into Michelle's room, who was looking so scared, like she had seen a ghost or something."What's the matter baby?" Summer inquired, as she took her seat by Michelle's side on the bed, holding her hands and squeezing them gently."It was dad," Michelle replied, her heart still beating fast."What about your dad?" Summer asked, her curiosity piqued. Michelle tried to calm her nerves, her brea