2024-06-19 22:25:57The bedroom door opened, Roland then came in and approached, saying, "You're still sleeping, how are you, dear? Are you feeling better? The feeling, before I left, you were much fitter and more enthusiastic. Are you sick again now?”
Roland's words were truly sweet and filled with concern. Mary felt like she wanted to vomit, seeing this, Mary also didn't want to lose and gave her best acting. Mary smiled and shook her head, "It's quite good, it's just that my body is still weak, honey... I still want to rest . By the way, how come you're home already? They said until the afternoon, it's not even afternoon yet, you've only been gone for half an hour."
"Yes, that was the case at first, but I thought about it, it's better if I just stay at home to accompany you. I don't want to go far, I'm starting to miss the way it used to be. I'd rather be here and we'd hug each other. You know, this is Bali, the beaches and everywhere are filled with sexy women, but it feels like
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Eddie looked out the window of his modest office, the bustling city of Warsaw sprawled beneath him. His company, established with his childhood friend Sam, had grown from a small startup into a moderately successful enterprise specializing in IT solutions. Despite their progress, Eddie knew they were still far from the big leagues.One gray afternoon, Eddie's phone buzzed on his desk, breaking his concentration. It was a message from Sam: "Important meeting at 3 PM. Don’t be late."Eddie glanced at the clock. It was already 2:30 PM. He quickly straightened his tie, grabbed his briefcase, and headed to the conference room. As he entered, he noticed Sam was already there, talking animatedly with a young man who exuded an air of confidence."Eddie, this is Sean," Sam introduced. "Sean Kowalski."Eddie extended his hand. "Nice to meet you, Sean."Sean's handshake was firm, his smile sharp. "The pleasure is mine, Eddie. I’ve heard a lot about your company. Impressive work you’ve been doing
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Eddie sat in his corner office, the setting sun casting long shadows across the room. The cityscape of Warsaw sprawled beneath him, vibrant and bustling. His company, a burgeoning IT enterprise, had recently caught the attention of influential investors. Among them was a man named Sean, who had made a tempting yet perilous proposition.Despite initial resistance, Eddie couldn't ignore the allure of quick financial gains through money laundering. He had spent weeks researching, consulting with discreet contacts, and contemplating the potential risks and rewards. Finally, he was ready to bring the idea to his business partner, Sam."Eddie, what's this all about?" Sam asked, walking into the office and noticing the serious expression on Eddie's face."Sit down, Sam. We need to talk," Eddie said, motioning to the chair opposite his desk.Sam sat, curiosity and apprehension evident in his eyes. "You look like you've been up all night. What's going on?"Eddie leaned forward, clasping his ha
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A headline caught Eddie eye: "Mrs. Cecilia Found Overdosed in Hotel Room."His heart skipped a beat. Cecilia? He quickly scanned the article. Cecilia, the wife of a prominent businessman, had been discovered unconscious in a hotel room, with a young man by her side. Both had apparently overdosed on drugs. The young man had survived, but Cecilia was in critical condition. Eddie's mind raced. He had known Cecilia well during his time in Chelmek.Desperate for information, Eddie picked up his phone and dialed the number of Cecilia's husband, Richard. The phone rang endlessly without an answer. Frustrated, Eddie tried again, but still no response. He leaned back in his chair, trying to think clearly. The news had shaken him. Cecilia had been a significant figure in his past, both personally and professionally.Eddie's thoughts turned to his old friends in Chelmek. Perhaps they knew more. He scrolled through his contacts, but his heart sank when he realized that all the numbers had been lo
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Eddie swallowed hard as he saw the once-great factory now dilapidated and overgrown with wild grass. The iron fence that used to be robust was now rusted and collapsing in several places. The building, which had once been a symbol of prosperity for the town of Chelmek, now looked like a sad relic of the past. Eddie felt a pang of sorrow seeing it. He had stopped working at the factory less than a year ago, but the drastic change made it seem like ages had passed.He walked toward the gate, carefully stepping through the lush wild grass that had taken over. The gate, which had always been wide open to welcome the workers, was now tightly shut, signifying the end of an era. Eddie felt a deep sense of loss, remembering the long days working there, the coworkers who were now scattered, and the hum of machines that were now silent.Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice calling out to him from a distance. "Eddie, what brings you back here?"Eddie turned, his eyes widening as he saw a man with
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Eddie stared at Richard, trying to process the weight of his words. They had been sitting in Richard's dimly lit living room, reminiscing about the old times at the factory when Richard suddenly dropped the bombshell."I know about the affair," Richard said, his voice a mix of sorrow and resignation. "I found out when one of my friends, who is skilled in hypnosis, hypnotized Cecilia. Under hypnosis, she confessed that her true love wasn't me, but Simon."Eddie felt his heart race, worry creeping into his thoughts. "Richard, I... I had no idea. I never felt that way about Cecilia. You have to believe me," Eddie stammered, trying to quell the rising panic within him. Richard held up his hand, silencing Eddie. "I don't want to hear any excuses. Regardless of what happened, Cecilia was my first love, and no matter how flawed she was, she meant everything to me. And Simon, despite everything, was always my favorite employee. He worked hard and with integrity."The room fell silent, the te
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Eddie strolled through the quiet streets of Chelmek, the cool evening air brushing against his face. The town, though worn by time, held a certain charm under the night sky. Lights from small shops and cafes spilled onto the cobblestone streets, creating a warm, inviting atmosphere. Eddie decided to visit a small café he used to frequent with Cecilia, a place that held countless memories.The café, nestled on a corner of the main street, looked almost the same as it did years ago. Its wooden sign, slightly faded, read "Café Nostalgia." Eddie pushed open the door, and a small bell chimed softly, announcing his arrival. The interior was cozy, with dim lighting casting a golden glow on the rustic wooden furniture. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and baked pastries filled the air.As Eddie took a seat at a small table near the window, memories flooded back. He could almost see Cecilia sitting across from him, her laughter echoing in the cozy space. They had spent countless evenings her
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The shrill ring of Eddie's phone pierced the early morning silence, dragging him from the depths of sleep. He groggily reached for his phone, blinking at the bright screen. It was Jennifer. He cleared his throat and answered, "Hello?""Eddie, it's Jennifer," her voice was tense, and Eddie immediately sat up, fully awake now. "Douglas got into a fight with Frank."Eddie frowned, still trying to shake off the remnants of sleep. "Douglas? What happened?"Jennifer sighed heavily on the other end. "Douglas came over last night, asking me to invest in his company. I turned him down. He left in a rage, and now I've heard he's gotten into a confrontation with Frank. I don't know the details, but it seems serious."Eddie rubbed his temples, trying to make sense of it. "Why would they be fighting? Did Douglas say anything about Frank when he was at your place?""No, he was too upset about my refusal. But Eddie," Jennifer's voice dropped, filled with concern, "I think this might have something t
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Eddie awoke to the tantalizing aroma of cooking wafting through the house. The rich, savory smells stirred his senses and piqued his curiosity. Sliding out of bed, he made his way down the creaky stairs of Richard's old house. As he reached the bottom step, he saw Richard in the kitchen, surrounded by a flurry of activity. Pans sizzled on the stove, and the table was already laden with dishes."Good morning, Richard," Eddie greeted, walking into the kitchen.Richard turned, his face lighting up with a tired but genuine smile. "Morning, Eddie. Hope you’re hungry. I’ve been up since dawn cooking."Eddie surveyed the feast, recognizing many of the dishes. "This is Cecilia’s favorite food."Richard nodded, his smile fading as a shadow crossed his face. "Yes. I thought I’d make all the dishes she loved. It’s my way of remembering her."Eddie moved closer, placing a reassuring hand on Richard’s shoulder. "I’m sorry, Richard. I know this must be hard."Richard sighed, setting down the spoon
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“Eddie, you need to think this through,” his secretary, Lisa, urged as she shuffled through papers on his desk. “Keeping your distance from Agatha might not be the best strategy right now.”Eddie leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples. “You don’t understand. I can’t afford to get too close to her, not after everything that’s happened.”“Look, I get it. But you’ve already agreed to help her with her family’s company. If you cut ties now, it’ll look suspicious,” Lisa replied, raising an eyebrow.Eddie sighed heavily. “It was a mistake to agree to that in the first place. I should have never involved myself in her family’s business.”“Eddie, this is a complicated situation. You know Agatha needs your support,” Lisa pressed, her voice steady. “She’s promised to start fresh, to make this work. You can’t just back out.”“Her promises don’t mean anything if it jeopardizes my own company,” Eddie countered, his voice rising slightly. “I have to think about my future, my business. I can’
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“Eddie!” Jennifer called out as she stepped into the house, her heart racing.Eddie emerged from the kitchen, looking worn out and a little worried. “You’re back! How was your trip?”“It was beautiful, but… we need to talk,” Jennifer said, struggling to keep her voice steady.“Talk about what?” Eddie asked, leaning against the kitchen counter, sensing the tension in the air.“Andrew… he wants to marry me,” Jennifer blurted out, the words escaping before she could rein them in.Eddie’s brow furrowed. “What? You’ve got to be kidding me. You just got back from a vacation! Why would you even consider that?”“I know it sounds crazy, but he’s serious. He wants me to leave everything and be with him,” she replied, panic rising in her chest.“Leave everything? Jennifer, are you really thinking about this? What about us?” Eddie’s voice rose slightly, betraying his frustration.“I’m not saying I will! I just… I need time to figure things out,” she stammered, trying to make sense of her feelings.
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Eddie leaned back in his chair, staring out the window as he waited for Agatha to arrive. The morning sun filtered through the glass, casting shadows across his desk, but the warmth offered little comfort. His mind raced with possibilities, scenarios of how this confrontation would play out. He could almost hear the tension humming in the air, a warning that things were about to get messy.When Agatha finally entered, she was all business, her heels clicking sharply against the hardwood floor. Her expression was calm, but Eddie noticed a flicker of something in her eyes—nervousness, perhaps, or anticipation.“Eddie,” she greeted, her tone cool. “You wanted to see me?”“Have a seat,” he replied, gesturing to the chair across from him. He needed to maintain control, to keep the upper hand in this conversation.Agatha sat down, her posture elegant, but there was a slight tension in her shoulders. “What’s this about?”“Let’s not pretend, Agatha. You know exactly why I wanted to talk to yo
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"Eddie, calm down. You're jumping to conclusions." Agatha’s voice was smooth, too smooth for Eddie’s liking. She sat across from him, legs crossed, sipping her tea as if the world wasn’t on fire.Eddie clenched his fists, barely able to control his rising anger. His office felt smaller, suffocating, as if the walls were closing in on him. “Calm down? Agatha, one of my subsidiaries just got shut down for a violation, and it happens to be the one your man, Charles, oversees. You expect me to believe that’s just a coincidence?”Agatha didn’t even flinch. She set her cup down delicately, her sharp eyes meeting his. “I understand your frustration, Eddie. But accusing me without evidence won’t solve your problem. Charles has been nothing but loyal, and whatever happened at that company was not my doing. You’re letting your emotions cloud your judgment.”Eddie’s jaw tightened. “You think this is about emotions? Agatha, I’ve been in this business long enough to know when something stinks. I j
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"Jennifer, you need a break. We've both been working nonstop, and honestly, I think a vacation would do us both some good." Andrew's voice was steady but held a hint of concern as they sat across from each other in the quiet corner of a café.Jennifer stirred her coffee absentmindedly, her mind elsewhere. "I don’t know if I’m ready to go anywhere, Andrew. There’s too much going on, and I can’t just leave. Especially with everything at the office." She sighed, the weight of Frank's death still lingering in her voice, even though she had started to heal.Andrew leaned forward, his eyes locking onto hers. "You can't keep burying yourself in work, Jen. It's not healthy. You’ve been carrying a lot on your shoulders, and I get it. But you need to take care of yourself too. Just a few days away. Let’s go somewhere quiet, where you don’t have to think about business or Frank for a while."Jennifer hesitated, chewing her lip. She knew Andrew was right, but the thought of leaving everything beh
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“Grace, I need to know exactly what’s going on,” Eddie demanded, pacing around his office. His voice was sharp, filled with frustration. “We can’t afford any more surprises, and this Wilford situation has already cost us enough.”Grace, sitting calmly across from him, nodded. “I understand, Mr. Cameron. I’ve already started pulling reports from the other subsidiaries. But, honestly, I think we need to have a bigger conversation about oversight. This isn’t just about Wilford anymore.”Eddie stopped pacing and turned to face her. “What do you mean?”She handed him a folder. “I’ve been digging, and there are minor discrepancies in a few other subsidiaries as well. It’s not at the level of Wilford, but it’s enough to raise concerns.”Eddie flipped through the documents, his brow furrowing deeper with each page. “How did this happen under my watch? I had systems in place, checks and balances—how did we miss all of this?”Grace gave him a sympathetic look. “Honestly, I think the company has
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Eddie sat at his desk, staring at the numbers on the financial report in front of him. His heart sank as he scanned the figures again, hoping he had somehow misread the data. But there was no mistaking it—his company had taken a sharp hit, and the numbers reflected a significant loss.“This doesn’t make sense,” he muttered to himself, furrowing his brow. He quickly picked up his phone and dialed his personal secretary, Grace.Moments later, Grace appeared at the door, clipboard in hand, her face calm as ever. She was always efficient, always on top of everything, and Eddie trusted her implicitly. But today, something felt off, and he needed answers.“Grace,” he said, his voice sharp with urgency. “What’s going on with the numbers? Our revenues have dropped drastically. I need you to dig into this and find out where the problem lies.”Grace nodded, her fingers already flying over her tablet as she pulled up the latest data. “I’ll get to it right away, Mr. Cameron. I’ll have a detailed
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Eddie paced back and forth in his office, his phone gripped tightly in his hand. He had just read Jennifer’s text: *"We’re heading to Aruba. I’ll be fine, Eddie. Don’t worry."* His gut told him something was off, but he didn’t want to overreact—at least not yet.He opened his contacts, his thumb hovering over a few trusted names. Maybe he could ask one of them to keep an eye on Jennifer while she was away. But before he could make a decision, Agatha appeared at the doorway, her presence calm and poised.“Eddie, what’s going on?” Agatha’s voice was smooth, almost soothing. She noticed the tension in his shoulders, the way he clenched his phone like it was the last tether holding him together. Eddie exhaled heavily, running a hand through his hair. “Jennifer just texted me. She’s heading to Aruba with Andrew. Something feels… wrong.”Agatha raised an eyebrow, stepping further into the room. “Aruba? With Andrew? That doesn’t sound too bad, does it?” Her voice had a lilt of casualness, a
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Andrew watched Jennifer run toward the car, her decision clear as she fumbled with her phone. His face twisted in frustration, his mind racing. He had spent weeks meticulously planning this, gaining her trust, making her think he was her escape. And now, Eddie had ruined everything. His phone buzzed in his pocket, but he ignored it, clenching his fists. Jennifer had already stepped away, halfway across the tarmac, but Andrew wasn’t ready to let this go so easily. With determined steps, he caught up to her, his voice low but urgent as he reached out to grab her arm. "Jennifer, wait."Jennifer stopped, startled, but didn’t turn around immediately. She seemed to wrestle with herself, not quite pulling away from him yet. Andrew took that as a sign to keep going."Just listen to me," Andrew urged, trying to soften his tone. "You don’t have to believe anything Eddie says. He’s trying to confuse you, make you doubt your own decisions."Jennifer shook her head, her voice barely above a whis
