In the span of a mere five days, time seemed to slip away effortlessly, leading to the much-anticipated culmination – the noteworthy day that marked not only the union of Diana and Solomon in matrimony but also held sentimental significance for Victor as it commemorated his anniversary with Diana.As Victor roused from his slumber, a contented smile played upon his lips, accompanied by a leisurely yawn. "Ah, what a delightful day to stir up some mischief," he mused, relishing the prospect of the events about to unfold.***Meanwhile in the Gardner family, each family member exuded a polished appearance, impeccably dressed and ready to make their way to the WestRidge Hotel.For Diana, attending the event was not a matter of choice; rather, it was a response to ominous threats that extended beyond her own life, encompassing the well-being of her daughter and mother. Despite Victor having recently assumed a supportive role, his unexplained absence in the past few days left Diana feeling
Solomon's countenance lit up with joy as he envisioned finally capturing Diana, who had eluded him for so long. His thoughts harbored a disdainful undertone, deeming her a "pretentious bitch" to himself, with intentions of discarding her after exploiting her.Accompanied by his father, Mr. Titus, Solomon confidently strolled toward the entrance, only to be intercepted by Grandpa Gardner and the other members of the Gardner family.Engaging in a courteous exchange, Grandpa Gardner greeted Mr. Titus who reciprocated by a nod. Solomon, wearing a confident smile, greeted Grandpa Gardner and hinted at the impending familial connection, saying, "Good morning, Grandpa Gardner. I will soon become your grandson in law."Curiosity tinged his voice as he asked about Diana's whereabouts. Frandpa Gardner, wearing a sour expression, revealed, "She has entered, but the security guards refused us entry."Solomon's expression shifted to a frown, his frustration evident. "How dare they? Let's go the
As Victor and Diana swayed gracefully on the dance floor, a subtle question escaped Victor's lips, "Are you enjoying this?"Diana responded with an affirming nod, curiosity gleaming in her eyes. Eager to unravel the enchantment of the evening, she was on the brink of inquiring about the magic that had brought them to this moment. Almost telepathically, Victor sensed her unspoken query and delicately pressed a finger against her lips, ushering a hushed silence.In a whispered assurance, he urged, "Just savor the present." A shroud of mystery enveloped the pair, whose opulent celebration had taken place atop the uncharted realms of the WestRidge Hotel, a location previously off-limits to all. The clandestine affair of this enigmatic and affluent couple quickly became the talk of the town, spreading like wildfire through the eager whispers of intrigued onlookers.Upon Diana's arrival at the hotel, there was a notable absence of any photographs capturing her presence; no images of her c
Victor halted in his tracks, compelled to pause by the sudden outburst that reached his ears. Swiftly turning in the direction of the voice, he found a young lady, elegantly attired and seemingly of the same age as him, swiftly making her way toward him. Upon a single glance, Victor discerned that she hailed from a wealthy family.Approaching Victor with an air of urgency, the young lady, without preamble, extended her hand and delivered a resounding slap. Victor, caught off guard by this unexpected turn of events, stood in disbelief. Here he was, intending to offer assistance, only to find himself on the receiving end of an unexpected and stinging rebuke.As he received the sharp slap, his gaze swiftly met Ella and Michael, who had trailed him and now found themselves amidst the onlookers. Despite their instinct to intervene, the look in his eyes silently conveyed a plea for restraint.Within the surrounding crowd, certain individuals who had previously cautioned Victor against a
The emergence of smoke plunged the surroundings into chaos, prompting a frenzied flurry of fearful individuals darting in all directions. Amidst the chaos, Victor fell victim to an assailant, concealed by the smokescreen, unbeknownst to the majority caught up in the commotion.The prone figure sprawled on the ground belonged unmistakably to the youthful doctor. It became apparent that he was not merely a casualty but the perpetrator behind the turmoil.Michael and Ella, swift to react, discerned the imminent threat posed by the young doctor turned assassin. Their rapid response thwarted his assault on Victor, intervening before he could execute his nefarious plan.Victor exhaled deeply, a wave of relief washing over him. Were it not for Michael and Ella's swift response, his life might have come to an abrupt end, leaving him sprawled on the ground instead of the doctor.Yet, the brief respite was shattered as a dagger mercilessly plunged into Victor's back. The assailant struck with
In a private ward in Trust Hospital, Josephine was comfortably seated on a chair, engaged in conversation with her father, who was resting on the bed. He had recently awakened, and their dialogue flowed seamlessly.At that moment, the renowned Doctor Malik entered the room, his presence commanding attention. "Good day, Miss Cooper," he greeted Josephine warmly before turning his attention to her father. "How are you doing now, Mr. Cooper?"The elderly Mr. Cooper, Josephine's father, responded with gratitude, "I'm feeling better now. Thank you for saving me."A humble smile played on Doctor Malik's lips as he replied, "I wish I could take the glory for that."Perplexed, Mr. Cooper inquired, "What do you mean?""It's truly astonishing. Considering your previous diagnosis, you were in a critical condition, yet today, it's as if you've undergone a remarkable transformation. Each of the diagnosed ailments has completely vanished. The individual who attended to you before your hospitaliza
In the illusionary realm, Victor found himself confined within a dark, windowless chamber, illuminated only by a faint light bulb. In a swift twist of the surreal, the scenery transformed, revealing two divergent roads before him. The first road promised success and wealth but demanded a harrowing sacrifice—his immediate family, comprising his beloved wife and daughter.Conversely, the second path foretold a life marred by failure, with unrelenting oppression and bullying. Enduring extreme torment within his wife's family, Victor would shield his loved ones from sacrifice but endure unbearable suffering. The gravity of this decision weighed heavily on him, intensified by the realization that the torture on the second road would surpass the hardships of his actual life.He knew the real life experience was a bitter one, especially when his daughter became sick. If it was because at that time Butler Kain contacted him, he didn't really know what he could have done.Amidst these quand
The individual strolling alongside his girlfriend was none other than Frank, who happened to be Victor's former classmate during their university days. Frank exuded an air of opulence, adorned in lavish attire and casually brandishing a car key as he ambled along."Victor, Victor, it's been quite a while. I can't help but notice the changes poverty has brought upon you. By the way, meet my girlfriend, Cynthia Morris. I assume you're familiar with the renowned Morris family."Victor dismissively remarked, "The Morris family? Can't say I've heard of them."In reality, Victor was well aware of the Morris family's prominence, but he chose to feign ignorance.Cynthia Morris expressed her disdain with a furrowed brow as her gaze fell upon Victor. "Naturally, someone of limited means and rustic background like you wouldn't be familiar with the Morris family, a distinguished name in MidRidge," she remarked with a hint of condescension.In response, Victor chuckled, "Is this level of rudeness