Dave sat in his father's dining hall, about to enjoy the feast laid before him, when his phone buzzed on the table. Curiosity piqued, he picked it up and glanced at the screen.It was an incoming call from an unknown number. With a furrowed brow, Dave answered the call, wondering who could call at this moment."Nelson?" Dave spoke, his voice laced with uncertainty.Laughter erupted from the other end of the line, and Dave could almost feel Nelson's smugness through the phone. The joviality in his tone sent a chill down Dave's spine, causing him to grip the phone tighter."You're such a loser, Dave," Nelson taunted. "You think you can just coast through life, don't you? Well, let me tell you something, buddy. It's time to wake up and face reality."Dave's heart beat faster as Nelson's harsh words pierced through him. He had always known Nelson to be a troublemaker, but he never expected such a vehement attack.Confusion and anger swirled within him, fueling his desire to understand wha
"How dare Dave cut my words short? Why should he even end the call?Nelson said annoyedily,still sitting at the dining table, staring at his phone. He had been waiting for Alexander's call, but it never came. Giving up,he got back to eating his food and thinking about what he was going to put Dave through.Finally, his phone rang, and he eagerly answered it, hoping to pour his heart out to his best friend. But after a few minutes, Dave suddenly said he had to go and would meet at his office.Nelson was still annoyed and hurt. Why would Dave feel like he's above him?He bit his lips hard and dragged himself from the dining table. He muttered to himself, “Does he think he’s the president’s son, so he’s done? What gives him the right to end our call just like that without any explanation?” Nelson fumed as he paced back and forth at the dining table.After what seemed like an eternity, Nelson finally took the last bite of his meal.He set down his fork and leaned back in his chair. His st
Amelia looked up from where she sat and saw Nelson enter the room with a puzzled expression on her face. "Nelson, why are you going back to your room?" she asked curiously.Nelson smiled at Amelia and replied, "I'm going back to get dressed and meet Alexander Cromwell."His eyes sparkled with seriousness as he spoke. Amelia nodded, understanding that he had important business to attend to.Nelson quickly made his way back to his room to change into more formal attire.After dressing up, Nelson retrieved his car keys and headed straight to his office.However, on his way, he decided to make a small detour and stop by a nearby restaurant for a refreshing glass of wine.He knew it would help him relax before the meeting with Cromwell.Entering the restaurant, Nelson found a quiet corner table and settled himself comfortably.He signaled the waiter and ordered a glass of wine.As he waited for his drink, he couldn't help but overhear the familiar ringtone of his phone.He fished it out of
Dave woke up feeling great and ready for the day ahead. As he stretched his arms and sat up in bed, he heard a soft knock on his bedroom door. "Come in," he said.The door opened, and the maidens and guards walked in, carrying breakfast. "Good morning, Master. We have coffee, croissants, and eggs for you," one of the maidens said with a smile."Thank you. This looks delicious," Dave said as he savored the aroma of the coffee."You're welcome, Master. We take pleasure in serving you," another maiden replied, pouring him another cup of coffee.Dave couldn't help but appreciate their efforts. "You don't have to go through so much trouble for me," he said with a hint of guilt."Master. It's our duty to make sure you're taken care of," a guard chimed in.Dave relaxed and allowed himself to be pampered.He hesitated for a moment, glancing at the suit with a touch of resentment.Sometimes he wondered if he were being handed everything on a silver platter, simply because of his last name.How
Dave was engrossed with work at his office, discussing problems and making plans for the company, when he heard the sound of a car driving inside their compound.He felt like moving to see who it was, and by so doing, he saw Emily come out of her car with the files she held."Emily, what's she here for?"Dave muttered to himself and rushed to his workers.“Listen up, everyone. I just wanted to address a few things before Emily arrives,” Dave started. “I’ve done some research on her company, and they have a history of not paying their contractors on time or in full. I don’t want to risk getting involved with a company that has these types of practices." Dave lied.There was no need to explain who the real Emily was; he made his workers believe he had once worked with her before.The workers nodded in agreement, acknowledging their boss’s concerns about Emily's company. Dave continued, "I want to make it clear that I don’t want any of you to allow Emily into this building. If she shows
Emily finally got home and parked her car in front of their apartment. Amelia ran towards her, crying, and hugged her tightly."What's wrong, Amelia?" Emily asked, pulling away to see her sister's tear-streaked face."It's Nelson," Amelia stuttered, struggling to speak in between her sobs. "He's been acting differently towards me these days with"Oh my God, I am so sorry to hear that," Emily said, holding Amelia's hand in hers. "What can I do to help?""I don't...I don't know," Amelia cried. "I feel so lost and helpless."Emily hugged Amelia once more, trying to console her. "Don't worry, we'll figure this out together. We'll find a way to help your dad."As they walked into Amelia's apartment, Emily couldn't help but think about her father and how he divorced their Mom after cheating on her.She made a mental note to call Nelson and check up on him."Let's sit down, and I'll make us some tea," Emily said, leading Amelia to the couch.As she made the tea, Emily's mind wandered back to
Amelia, please wait; I can explain."Nelson said and followed Amelia, who angrily walked away from Nelson and entered the room."What do you have to explain? I've had enough of you, Nelson.""Amelia, can you calm down? I'm not cheating on you; it's work that always makes me busy".Amelia's heart pounded in her chest as she confronted Nelson, her eyes brimming with frustration and confusion.She couldn't comprehend how a man who professed his love for his wife could behave in such a callous manner. "Do you really love me, as you always say?Her voice trembled as she questioned him, desperately seeking answers."Nelson," she began, her voice barely above a whisper, "how can a man who claims to love his wife behave like you? She asked Nelson again."Love is meant to be a beacon of light, guiding us to acts of kindness and understanding. Yet, your actions defy that very essence, and I can't tolerate this more."Tears welled up in Amelia's eyes as she continued, her voice gaining strength.
Dave was sitting on the plush couch, engrossed in the morning newspaper. The scent of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, adding to the cool atmosphere.He crossed his legs and adjusted his reading glasses, delving into the headlines. The news of the day seemed uneventful, but that didn't deter Dave from his morning routine.As he turned the page, a soft knock echoed through the room. Startled, Dave looked up from the newspaper. Standing at the doorway was one of his father's long-serving household servants, Jessica.She had a warm smile on her face and held a tray laden with his favorite breakfast spread."Good morning, Master Dave," Jessica said cheerfully. "I thought I should bring you your breakfast. Your father informed us that you were up early today."Dave returned the smile, appreciating Jessica's thoughtfulness. "Thank you, Jessica. That's very kind of you."She crossed the room and carefully placed the tray on the small coffee table in front of the couch.The tanta