The Nelson's family and the Smith family sat down round a very big table. The servants were seen serving both families. Thomas Nelson was also a popular man in the city of New York. He had many business in the city and out of the city. " It is a pleasure to be in your humble abode." Robert said with a smile looking around the house.
" The pleasure is mine and besides, I heard Mark here is in love with your daughter " Thomas replied looking at Emma. " I have also been hearing some strange rumours about her marriage to some pauper. Is that true?" Magaret coughed alittle and quickly interfere. " That was no marriage, we simply helped the boy but he mistook it because we were being generous to him. He is thrown out of the house and he is not living with us anymore." She ended her speech "Uhmm....that was not what I have been hearing though but if yiu are telling me now that your daughter is not seeing anymore then I don't see any reason why we need to delay any longer. Please, enjoy your food." Thomas looked at their faces Mark looked at Emma and smiled. Both were inlove with each other. Little did Mark know that the Smith were all about the money. " What about your wife?" Magaret asked looking up to catch the gaze of Thomas " That is a long story. i don't want to talk about it. I am sorry if you find that offensive." Thomas replied and continued eating They were finished with the food and moved to the living room. " I was told you have a contract on my table?" Thomas looked at Robert. " Yes, I told Mark about it already." Robert replied Mark walked to join the men in the living roon and brought a file to the table. " Here is everything you need to know about the contract but first we need Richard Bennett to sign it. I have done my part but all contracts in the city of New York has to go through him. He has the final say to all of this." Thomas looked at Robert who seems alittle tensed " Do you think be is going to have the contract awarded to me?" Robert asked feeling alittle frightened. " Mr Bennett is a nice and capable man. I believe he is fair and just with whatever he does. He would definitely give out the contract to you especially if he knows you are a friend and future in-law of mine. You don't have any brawl with the Bennett's, do you?" Thomas stared at his face " Of course not, I have not even been chanced to meet with any of the Bennett. The last time I heard,I was told his son was out of the country." Robert said looking at Mark " So I have heard too but I think there is a brawl between the father and son. No one knows his son since he left the house to forge his own way of life." Mark added Thomas took out his phone and dialed Richard Bennett's number but he was surprised when he heard another voice. " Can I speak to Mr Richard,please?" Thomas said politely James was seen seated beside with his father as both father and son looked at each other. " Is that Mr Nelson?" Richard asked reaching for his phone. " Yes," James replied and handed the phone to him. The two talked about the contract before Richard finally said he would be passing the role to James. "He only would see it fit to award the contract to any worthy candidate." The call ended abruptly and Thomas looked at Robert. " I think we might have alittle bit of a problem." He said looking at his face. " Richard's son is back and he would be the one incharge of giving the contracts." Thomas ended his speech folding his legs "Should I be worried?" Robert asked " I think we would cross that bridge when we get there. Enough about the Bennet's. When are we to have the marriage ? I want the marriage done as soon as possible." Thomas looked at Robert " I think, Margaret would have to tell us." Robert laughed Emma walked in on them with his mother and they all stared at Magaret. " Why don't we have the marriage next week. Both families are well to do and I am sure money is not the problem right now." She said taking her seat opposite Robert " Next week? Are you fine with that son?" Thomas asked Mark and he nodded The meeting ended with both families finalising the marriage date. ****************************************************************** The city of New York bubble with many people troping into the city to attend the marriage between Mark Nelson and Emma Smith. It was going to be the most popular wedding to have ever been done in the city. Many of the hotel were booked as many important guest and business associates all came to grace the occasion. Invites where sent to prominent families. James walked into his room when the door opened. " What is it mother?" He asked walking towards the door. Alice gave him an invitation to the wedding and with a sad face, she looked at him. " Are you going to be alright? Your father wants you to attent the wedding on his behalf." James collected the invite and smiled. " I am going to be fine mother. I think I have learnt alot from this." He said walking back to the bed. James looked at the invite and memories of how he and Emma had wedded was all he could think about. The wedding wasn't an elaborate one but they were happy. He wondered what changed. He took out his phone and called Victor. " Yo! man. I heard you are now back at home where you belong." He said smiling " Isn't that what you have always wanted?" James asked with a wide grin on his face. " Why did you call? Is everything alright?" Victor asked " Looks like it's time I show the Smith who I really am. We have a wedding to attend and you are coming with me " James said giving Victor all the details before the call ended ****************************************************************** The wedding day finally came with a lot of fanfare and excitement. The grand hall was adorned with the finest decorations, and the air was filled with the scent of fresh flowers. Guests arrived in their best attire, mingling and exchanging pleasantries. The ceremony was to be the highlight of the social calendar, with everyone eager to witness the union of the Nelson and Smith families. It want just all about the wedding but also about forming more connections and bonds with some popular business tycoons Mark stood at the altar, looking dashing in his tailored suit. He glanced nervously towards the entrance, waiting for Emma to make her appearance. The music started, and all heads turned to see the bride. Emma walked down the aisle, looking radiant in her white gown. Her eyes locked with Mark's, and for a moment, everything else faded away. As the ceremony progressed, whispers started to spread among the guests. The Bennett family had arrived. James Bennett, accompanied by Victor, entered the hall, drawing curious glances and murmurs. James wore a calm, confident expression, but his presence added a palpable tension to the room. Emma who haven't seen James was smiling as she looked at Mark. The thought of becoming a Nelson was all she could think about. Little did she know that her worst nightmare was about to start. Robert and Magaret looked at themselves when they saw James walking into the grande hall. " How did he? Is he supposed to be here?" Robert looked at his wife who was equal surprised but they noticed something different about James. He was well dressed and his facial features were changed. He was looking more like a billionaire son instead of some country library boy they had known. " Is he the lost long son of Richard Bennett?" Magaret said in awe covering her mouth. James took a seat with his guards by his side. Many of the spinster in the room looked at James trying to gain his attention. Suddenly before Emma was supposed to take the vow. The officiant said gently, " I think Mr Bennett has a few things to say before we can proceed with the final joining of the man and woman in holy matrimony." The crowds attention shifted gently from the bride and groom and they all looked about trying to see who the Benett was. Many business tycoon has heard about Richard Bennett because he was popular and influencial. The camera shutters gently trying to capture the moment. James stood up adjusting his suit as he walked out of the crowd. The people marvels at the way he walked and his smile was quite captivating. Emma looked at who was coming towards her. Her heart thud loudly as she tried to see who it was. " Is that James?" She soliloquy to herself not sure if she was seeing clearly. As James got closer, she could recognise him. Mark quickly walked forward and vowed his head to the ground. " Welcome Mr Bennet." He said raising his head up. James smiled, " No,no,call me James." He said stretching out his hand. " Please, let me introduce my.." Mark turned back to look at Emma but she was gone.Jenna draw Emma into the room and locked the door. " Don't tell me you left James Bennett for Mark Nelson. Are you nut!" Jenna shouted at Emma who was still not getting what was going on. " I knew something was different about him. I told you I saw how I met a man bowing to him just outside your home." She said again trying to remember what she had seen. " It can't be? Did James play a trick on me?" Emma looked at Jenna " Played a trick on you? You are kidding right? You had the Bennet inside your home all this while and you don't know who he is? I have always thought you were smart but this.." Jenna shook her head. " Don't disrespect me because it was obvious you don't like James too. I saw the way you treated him at the party the last time." Emma shot Jenna a hot look " Well, I a not the one getting married to the second richest man in the country. But come to think of it, you would have become the most prominent woman in the city. No one would ever dare cross path with you"
Chapter one James Bennett stood at the threshold of the grand ballroom, his heart pounding against his chest feeling nervous. Tonight marked a significant milestone in his life—a charity gala hosted by his in-laws, the illustrious Smith family. As he adjusted his tie nervously, he glanced at Emma, his wife, who stood beside him radiating confidence and grace in her designer gown. The Smith mansion gleamed with opulence, a stark contrast to the humble apartment James shared with Emma before their marriage. For James, stepping into this world felt like entering a dream, one where he hoped to prove himself worthy not just to Emma but to her entire family. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for the evening ahead. He was about to walk in when he heard a voice behind him. James stood still and timidy looked back to where the voice came from. " And where the hell did you think you are going?" A woman in her mid forties shouted at James. " I..I...thought." James stammered and was c
Many of them looked at the man on the floor and back at the man standing in front of James. " I think you have the wrong person." James stammered and walked away from the scene. For a second, the atmosphere was tensed. Everyone know the Bennett family were the richest family in the city of New York. They were not only rich but they were having a vast lands with wealth and influence, they had carved out a storied legacy in New York City. Known for their vast real estate holdings spanning from Manhattan's skyscrapers to expansive estates in the Hamptons, the Bennetts were a name whispered with awe and envy in high society circles. Founded by Richard Bennett, a shrewd entrepreneur who had amassed a fortune through strategic investments in the early 20th century, the family's wealth had grown exponentially through successive generations. Richard Bennett Jr., the current patriarch, was renowned not only for his business acumen but also for his philanthropic endeavors, funding numero
James sat at the dining table, stunned into silence by Emma's announcement. His mind raced as he tried to process the implications of her words. "Let's break up." The phrase echoed in his mind, tinged with a mix of disbelief and resignation. He glanced around the table, meeting the eyes of each member of the Smith family—Margaret, Robert, and Emma herself, who now seemed strangely composed after her abrupt declaration. Robert Smith, the patriarch of the Smith family, cleared his throat, breaking the uneasy silence that had settled over the room. His voice, though measured, carried an underlying tone of authority that James had always found intimidating."Emma, my dear," Robert began, his gaze unwavering as he addressed his daughter, "this is a serious matter. Are you sure about this decision?"Emma hesitated for a moment, her fingers nervously tracing the edge of her napkin. When she finally spoke, her voice was surprisingly steady. "Yes, father. I've thought long and hard about
James slumped into the passenger seat of Victor's car, the weight of the day's events pressing heavily on his shoulders. The sleek interior of the car felt like a stark contrast to the chaotic emotions swirling within him. "Are you seriously going to let them treat you like this, James?" Victor asked, his voice a mix of concern and frustration. "You've been through hell for years, and now this?" James stared out the window, the passing scenery blurring into a haze. "I don't know what to do, Vic. I love Emma, but it's clear she doesn't feel the same way anymore. And her family... they've always seen me as beneath them." Victor tightened his grip on the steering wheel. "You deserve better than this, James. You always have." James remained silent, the words sticking in his throat. He knew Victor was right. To think he had scarified his lfe of luxury to be with Emma began to look all stupid to him. ------------------------------------------------------- The door to the dining
James looked around and could see the cold gaze on each faces. He simply picked up the pen and said nothing. James sighed the divorce papers and went into his room to grab his things. At first he wanted to call Victor to come and get him but he knew he would be attracting more attention to himself. He dragged his breifacse as Magarate hissed. " Bye bye to good ridances." She said with a smirk and looked at Emma. " It is a good thing we have James out of your life. Now you can focus more on yourself and Mark. Has he called you today?" She asked playing with Emma's hair " No, he hasn't." Emma looked at her phone and Mark's call came in. " Speaking of the devil." She showed her phone to her mother. Emma had the phone out on speaker and laughed as she and Mark talked at length. " Can I talk to your father?" Mark said finally about to end the call " Hello sir." He said with a broad smile. Mark was visible seen seated in a grand office with a transparent glass to view the opulent s
" Hello son," Richard said with an husk voice. " How are father?." James replied with his heart beating fast against his chest. He hope his mother had not said anything to his father. " How is your wife doing?" Richard asked James knew he couldn't tell his father he had been kicked out of the house. " She is fine." He replied with a sweaty palms. He knew his father had a knack for knowing when things was wrong. " Can I talk to her?" Richard asked, he could always sense when James was telling a lie. Richard and James had been best friends. The relationship between the father and son was more like a friend rather than parent and child. Things started to change when James started growing up. " I am sorry,Dad. I know you are right and I am wrong. The Smith had me thrown out of the house." He said with his head bowed gently. " They did what!" Richard shouted getting up to his feet. " I want to see you at home the following day." He commaded and hung up the call. James sigh, He
Jenna draw Emma into the room and locked the door. " Don't tell me you left James Bennett for Mark Nelson. Are you nut!" Jenna shouted at Emma who was still not getting what was going on. " I knew something was different about him. I told you I saw how I met a man bowing to him just outside your home." She said again trying to remember what she had seen. " It can't be? Did James play a trick on me?" Emma looked at Jenna " Played a trick on you? You are kidding right? You had the Bennet inside your home all this while and you don't know who he is? I have always thought you were smart but this.." Jenna shook her head. " Don't disrespect me because it was obvious you don't like James too. I saw the way you treated him at the party the last time." Emma shot Jenna a hot look " Well, I a not the one getting married to the second richest man in the country. But come to think of it, you would have become the most prominent woman in the city. No one would ever dare cross path with you"
The Nelson's family and the Smith family sat down round a very big table. The servants were seen serving both families. Thomas Nelson was also a popular man in the city of New York. He had many business in the city and out of the city. " It is a pleasure to be in your humble abode." Robert said with a smile looking around the house. " The pleasure is mine and besides, I heard Mark here is in love with your daughter " Thomas replied looking at Emma. " I have also been hearing some strange rumours about her marriage to some pauper. Is that true?" Magaret coughed alittle and quickly interfere. " That was no marriage, we simply helped the boy but he mistook it because we were being generous to him. He is thrown out of the house and he is not living with us anymore." She ended her speech "Uhmm....that was not what I have been hearing though but if yiu are telling me now that your daughter is not seeing anymore then I don't see any reason why we need to delay any longer. Please, enj
" Hello son," Richard said with an husk voice. " How are father?." James replied with his heart beating fast against his chest. He hope his mother had not said anything to his father. " How is your wife doing?" Richard asked James knew he couldn't tell his father he had been kicked out of the house. " She is fine." He replied with a sweaty palms. He knew his father had a knack for knowing when things was wrong. " Can I talk to her?" Richard asked, he could always sense when James was telling a lie. Richard and James had been best friends. The relationship between the father and son was more like a friend rather than parent and child. Things started to change when James started growing up. " I am sorry,Dad. I know you are right and I am wrong. The Smith had me thrown out of the house." He said with his head bowed gently. " They did what!" Richard shouted getting up to his feet. " I want to see you at home the following day." He commaded and hung up the call. James sigh, He
James looked around and could see the cold gaze on each faces. He simply picked up the pen and said nothing. James sighed the divorce papers and went into his room to grab his things. At first he wanted to call Victor to come and get him but he knew he would be attracting more attention to himself. He dragged his breifacse as Magarate hissed. " Bye bye to good ridances." She said with a smirk and looked at Emma. " It is a good thing we have James out of your life. Now you can focus more on yourself and Mark. Has he called you today?" She asked playing with Emma's hair " No, he hasn't." Emma looked at her phone and Mark's call came in. " Speaking of the devil." She showed her phone to her mother. Emma had the phone out on speaker and laughed as she and Mark talked at length. " Can I talk to your father?" Mark said finally about to end the call " Hello sir." He said with a broad smile. Mark was visible seen seated in a grand office with a transparent glass to view the opulent s
James slumped into the passenger seat of Victor's car, the weight of the day's events pressing heavily on his shoulders. The sleek interior of the car felt like a stark contrast to the chaotic emotions swirling within him. "Are you seriously going to let them treat you like this, James?" Victor asked, his voice a mix of concern and frustration. "You've been through hell for years, and now this?" James stared out the window, the passing scenery blurring into a haze. "I don't know what to do, Vic. I love Emma, but it's clear she doesn't feel the same way anymore. And her family... they've always seen me as beneath them." Victor tightened his grip on the steering wheel. "You deserve better than this, James. You always have." James remained silent, the words sticking in his throat. He knew Victor was right. To think he had scarified his lfe of luxury to be with Emma began to look all stupid to him. ------------------------------------------------------- The door to the dining
James sat at the dining table, stunned into silence by Emma's announcement. His mind raced as he tried to process the implications of her words. "Let's break up." The phrase echoed in his mind, tinged with a mix of disbelief and resignation. He glanced around the table, meeting the eyes of each member of the Smith family—Margaret, Robert, and Emma herself, who now seemed strangely composed after her abrupt declaration. Robert Smith, the patriarch of the Smith family, cleared his throat, breaking the uneasy silence that had settled over the room. His voice, though measured, carried an underlying tone of authority that James had always found intimidating."Emma, my dear," Robert began, his gaze unwavering as he addressed his daughter, "this is a serious matter. Are you sure about this decision?"Emma hesitated for a moment, her fingers nervously tracing the edge of her napkin. When she finally spoke, her voice was surprisingly steady. "Yes, father. I've thought long and hard about
Many of them looked at the man on the floor and back at the man standing in front of James. " I think you have the wrong person." James stammered and walked away from the scene. For a second, the atmosphere was tensed. Everyone know the Bennett family were the richest family in the city of New York. They were not only rich but they were having a vast lands with wealth and influence, they had carved out a storied legacy in New York City. Known for their vast real estate holdings spanning from Manhattan's skyscrapers to expansive estates in the Hamptons, the Bennetts were a name whispered with awe and envy in high society circles. Founded by Richard Bennett, a shrewd entrepreneur who had amassed a fortune through strategic investments in the early 20th century, the family's wealth had grown exponentially through successive generations. Richard Bennett Jr., the current patriarch, was renowned not only for his business acumen but also for his philanthropic endeavors, funding numero
Chapter one James Bennett stood at the threshold of the grand ballroom, his heart pounding against his chest feeling nervous. Tonight marked a significant milestone in his life—a charity gala hosted by his in-laws, the illustrious Smith family. As he adjusted his tie nervously, he glanced at Emma, his wife, who stood beside him radiating confidence and grace in her designer gown. The Smith mansion gleamed with opulence, a stark contrast to the humble apartment James shared with Emma before their marriage. For James, stepping into this world felt like entering a dream, one where he hoped to prove himself worthy not just to Emma but to her entire family. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for the evening ahead. He was about to walk in when he heard a voice behind him. James stood still and timidy looked back to where the voice came from. " And where the hell did you think you are going?" A woman in her mid forties shouted at James. " I..I...thought." James stammered and was c