"Oh!" Damian exclaimed, joining the conversation. "So, when do you plan to transfer the shares?" He folded his arms across his chest, his eyes fixed on McLaren. McLaren smiled, his eyes gleaming with determination. "Well, I've already discussed this with your mother. I think it's best if you and Ashley get married within two weeks. The shares will be transferred to your ownership the day after the wedding." Damian's eyes widened in disbelief, his frustration palpable. He massaged the bridge of his nose, trying to compose himself. "I'm sure Veronica would want to take her time, just like me, instead of rushing into this marriage," he said calmly, his gaze shifting to Ashley. But to his surprise, Ashley seemed to be on board with McLaren's suggestion, her expression serene and satisfied. Damian's mind raced with confusion, wasn't she the one who had told him to ask Veronica for some space just recently? Why was she now supporting McLaren's absurd idea? "Trust me, Mr. Stevenson," McLa
On Monday morning, Damian's face radiated a warm and charming smile, so evident that it was impossible to overlook. As he exchanged greetings with the employees, his responses were accompanied by a broad, beaming smile that hinted at a particularly good mood. The brightness of his expression was infectious, leaving a trail of curiosity and warmth in its wake, as everyone couldn't help but wonder what had triggered such joy. "Did something happen overnight?" Ruby asked, her curiosity piqued as Damian entered the office with an unmistakable spring in his step. Damian's smile never wavered. "Why do you ask?" he replied, his tone laced with a hint of playful secrecy. Ruby's eyes narrowed slightly. "It's just that you seem to be in an exceptionally good mood. You're practically glowing!" Damian chuckled, his smile still firmly in place. "Well, if it seems that way to you, then I suppose you could say I'm feeling rather... optimistic today." He paused, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
Ruby couldn't shake off the thoughts of Damian's sudden change in behaviour as she returned home from work. The more she pondered, the more her mind fluttered with excitement, like butterflies dancing in her stomach. She couldn't deny the thrill of having Damian's attention again, even if it came with ulterior motives. As she settled into her routine, Ruby's determination grew. She would bask in his kindness, no matter the reason behind it. And who knows, maybe she could rekindle the spark they once shared, even if he didn't recall their past affair. The prospect of secretly dating him again, like they used to, sent a thrill through her veins. Ruby's mind wandered to the memories of their moments, the laughter, and the whispers. She longed to relive those moments, to feel his touch, and to see the warmth in his eyes. With a newfound resolve, Ruby decided to play along, to enjoy the attention, and to slowly win him over. She would be patient, kind, and understanding, hoping that one
Damian's body thudded against the floor, and he groaned in pain.. "Couldn't you have helped me?" he bellowed, his face contorted in frustration. Ruby's apology came swiftly, "I'm so sorry, I thought you wouldn't need my help!" She offered him her hand, but instead he rebuffed her assistance. Damian waved her off, his eyes narrowing as he struggled to his feet, his hands grasping his waist. "Tell me, why are you in my house?" he demanded, his tone firm. Ruby explained, "You were drunk last night, and I came over just in case you sleepwalked. It could have been dangerous if you did when you were that drunk" Damian's eyes widened in suspicion. "We didn't go to the club together, so how did you know I was drunk? Are you stalking me?" Ruby's eyes widened in disbelief. "Stalk you? Why would I do that?" she asked, her voice laced with indignation. “I have more important things to do than to stalk you,” she said,her voice barely audible. "Then give me a plausible explanation," Damian de
"I'm not getting married to you yet," Damian stated firmly, his eyes locked on Veronica's. Her response was laced with frustration and desperation. "Why are you constantly pushing me away? If you're done with me, just be honest instead of leading me on." Her words were tinged with a sense of possessiveness, as if she wouldn't let him go without a fight which was true. She had no intention of letting him go. Damian attempted to deflect the conversation. "Can we drop this discussion? I need to get to work." Veronica stood her ground, her voice firm. "I need to get to work too, but I came here to stock your fridge with food, only to find this mess. So don't try to escape this conversation. Let's have it now!" Her eyes flashed with determination, refusing to let him off the hook. “You really want to have this conversation right now? You want me to be sincere with you?” “Yes” The tension between Damian and Veronica was interrupted by the sound of Ruby's heels clicking on the stairs a
Nathan was about to head out for lunch when his phone rang, interrupting his plans. He quickly answered, hoping it wasn't a work-related call. But to his surprise, it was Officer Lewis's neighbour on the line. "Yes?" Nathan said curtly, wondering why the neighbour was calling him. "Hi, this is Officer Lewis's neighbour," the man said. "I'm calling to let you know that he's back from his trip. He returned this morning, so you can come by tomorrow to see him as planned." Nathan's interest piqued, he thanked the neighbour profusely. "Thank you so much for calling! I appreciate it." He ended the call. “Now, it's finally time to know the truth" he said to himself and walked out of his office. —--------- "Join me for lunch, my treat," Damian invited, striding towards Ruby's desk with a charming smile. Ruby's eyes flicked to her watch, "I'm afraid I won't be able to join you, sir. I have a prior commitment with a friend. Maybe some other time" She had agreed to meet Jeremy, who had retur
As the darkness enveloped him, Damian's breath quickened and his heart raced. His anxiety was back. The memories came flooding back - the screech of tires, the crunch of metal, and the feeling of weightlessness as the car somersaulted. He could almost smell the blood and smoke. His vision blurred, and his head spun. He felt like he was trapped in the wreckage all over again, unable to escape. His grip on the railing tightened as he struggled to breathe, his mind screaming for escape from the suffocating darkness. He tried to speak so he could call Ruby who was busy screaming to let people know they were in the elevator for help but his voice caught in his throat. "Is there someone you can call?" Ruby asked, turning to face him, only to be met with a distressing sight. Damian had slid to the floor, his hands clutching his collar, his face contorted in anguish, and sweat dripping down his forehead. His eyes locked onto Ruby's, pleading for help. The scene was a stark contrast to the c
"What's our next move, Dad?" Nathan asked as they walked away from Officer Lewis's house, filled with the valuable information they had been seeking. His father's eyes narrowed, a determined glint in his eye. "First, we need to investigate Javier Caden. That fraud has been a thorn in my side for far too long, pretending to be something he's not. I'm going to expose him for the impostor he is and bring him down with every ounce of strength I have.” “I really find it hard to believe we have been fooled for months. I wonder the kind of reaction Ashley would have on her face when she knows that her secret has been discovered. As they were about to enter the car,he got a message notification from Veronica telling him to meet up with her at their favourite place at night. A smile appeared on his face,it soon disappeared before his Father would see it because a series of questions would follow immediately. —------- Ruby was busy cleaning her house on Saturday when her phone rang, displayi