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
Dave still admired his look; he was feeling fresh and clean. As he walked back to his car, he felt the vibration of his phone in his pocket and quickly pulled it out to check if he had received any important messages.To his surprise, he saw a missed call from a number he didn't recognize. Curiosity got the better of him, and he decided to call back and see who it was."Hello, this is Dave speaking," he said into the phone, his voice tinged with a mix of curiosity and anticipation."Dave, it's Alice," came the reply in a calm yet somewhat distant tone.Dave blinked in surprise. "Alice, what's going on?" he asked, concerned about lacing his words."I have something important to discuss with you, Dave," Alice responded evenly. "I've made a decision that took a lot of thought, and I believe it's time for me to move on and pursue my own path."Dave remained silent for a moment as the weight of Alice's words sank in. Although he knew that people come and go and that it was natural for them
Dave stepped out of the café and headed towards his car. Alice followed close behind, her heels clicking on the pavement.They were both engrossed in a deep conversation about Dave's success in life."Isn't it amazing how you have remained so grounded despite being the President's son?" Alice said, her voice tinged with admiration.Dave nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I have always been so quiet and gentle, never trying to take advantage of my status. "I really respect you for that." Alice said with a grin.They turned the corner and spotted a boutique on the next block. The display window was filled with nice clothes and accessories. Alice's eyes lit up."Ooh, let's go in there!" she said excitedly.Dave shrugged. "Sure, why not?"Entering the store, they were greeted by the friendly owner, a middle-aged woman with bright gray hair and a warm smile."Welcome to my boutique! Can I help you find anything?" she asked.Alice immediately headed towards the dresses, her fingers running over t
Madam Veronica sat at the head of the long dining table in her magnificent house, a haven of luxury and opulence.The grand chandelier above illuminated the room, casting a warm glow on the richly adorned walls and the glistening silverware.Her son, Rodriguez, and daughter, Isabella, sat on either side of her, their faces reflecting the same air of elegance and refinement that permeated their surroundings.As they indulged in the sumptuous feast laid out before them, Madam Veronica turned her attention to Rodriguez, her eldest son.A shrewd and ambitious man, he was being groomed to take over the family business empire. With a stern yet loving gaze, she asked him a question that carried great significance."Rodriguez, my dear son, are you fully prepared for the company meeting tomorrow?" She inquired, her voice filled with a mixture of maternal concern and business acumen.Rodriguez paused for a moment, swallowing a mouthful of delicately cooked salmon, before answering. "Yes, Mother
Madam Veronica glanced over at her daughter who was lounging on the plush, velvet sofa in their magnificently furnished living room."Isabella, my dear, don't you have anything to do?" Madam Veronica inquired, her voice filled with concern.She had always been an active and productive woman, ever since her Dad died, and she worried that her daughter was not living up to her potential.Isabella sighed and looked up at her mother. "No, Mother," she replied, her voice tinged with boredom. "I've completed all my tasks for the day. I have nothing else to occupy my time."Madam Veronica's brow furrowed. She had spent years building her successful business empire, and she couldn't understand how her daughter could find herself with nothing to do.However, she knew that pushing her daughter too hard would not yield the desired results. Instead, she decided to engage Isabella in conversation."Tell me, my dear, have I ever told you the story of Dave?" Madam Veronica asked, her eyes twinkling w
"Dave, I noticed you saying goodbye to a lady in the car earlier. Who was she?"Dave took a deep breath, steadying his nerves. "Dad, her name is Alice. She's a close friend of mine, but she's much more than that. I love her, Dad. I want to spend the rest of my life with her. I want to marry her."His father's eyes widened with surprise, a mix of emotions crossing his face. "Dave, this is unexpected news. Tell me more about Alice. How did she capture your heart?"Dave's face lit up as he began to share his story. "Have you forgotten her so easily? You're a friend of his dad, and we met at the grand party. We had an instant connection, and from that moment on, I knew there was something special about her.She's kind, compassionate, and fiercely intelligent. Spending time with her is like being in a world of endless possibilities, and she brings out the best in me."Mr. President listened intently, absorbing every word his son spoke. The joy and sincerity in Dave's voice were undeniable,
The music gradually shifted, taking on a more uplifting tone.The rhythm synced with the car's gentle movement, and Dave couldn't help but tap his toe along to the beat.A smile played at the corner of his lips as he hummed along, the music becoming a companion in his drive.With another smooth turn, the car approached the meeting place, a grand building that stood tall and imposing. Guards, dressed in sharp uniforms, awaited their arrival.As the car came to a stop, the guards swiftly opened the doors, showing the importance of the moment.People earlier greeted Dave when he entered the meeting room.They engaged in conversation, each speaking their own language, but Dave's focus remained the same.There were a large number of people who came with expensive cars, but Dave was second to none of those people. He felt even prouder to represent his country in the Tesla Model S Plaid."Wow, he's such a humble and nice, stout, tall guy.""Wait, is that not Dave?"Madam Veronica's son, Rodr