It had been a few years since Judith's divorce from Jude, and she had long moved on with her life. Judith was Jude's ex-wife and she had always believed that leaving Jude was the best decision she had ever made.She blamed their failed marriage on his lack of financial stability, claiming that he was destined to be poor.One sunny afternoon, as Judith was catching up with an old friend at a local café, she noticed a slight hesitation in her friend's demeanour. Sensing that something was amiss, Judith probed further.It was then that her friend revealed the surprising news—Jude had remarried. Judith was taken aback by the revelation, her initial shock quickly giving way to a sense of amusement.She couldn't help but let out a chuckle. "Well, good riddance to bad rubbish," she remarked a hint of sarcasm in her voice.For Judith, Jude's remarriage was nothing more than a confirmation of her decision to leave him. In her mind, she had escaped a life of financial struggle and uncertainty,
Debbie sat in her luxurious living room, surrounded by the opulence that she had acquired after months of being married to Donald.Her eyes gleamed with satisfaction as she looked around, taking in the exquisite furniture, the lavish decorations, and the tangible symbols of her newfound wealth.It had been months since she had successfully won Donald's heart and married him, but her true intentions had always been far from the traditional notions of love and commitment.Debbie's ultimate goal had been to secure her position and ensure that she would leave Donald devastated, with no trace of her existence.As she contemplated her next move, Debbie's gaze fell upon her phone, lying on the side table. A wicked smile played on her lips as she picked it up and dialled Sarah's number.Sarah had been her confidante and partner in crime, always ready to support Debbie in her plans for revenge against Donald."Hello, Sarah," Debbie said, her voice filled with a mixture of excitement and antici
Dub sat at his desk, engrossed in his work when his phone suddenly rang. Startled, he picked it up and saw an unfamiliar number flashing on the screen. Curiosity piqued, he answered the call, unaware that the news he was about to receive would shake him to his core."Hello?" Dub spoke, his voice filled with a mix of confusion and anticipation.A deep, sombre voice echoed through the phone, causing Dub's heart to skip a beat. "Is this Dub?"Dub's grip tightened on the phone. "Yes, this is Dub. Who is this?"The stranger took a moment before responding, his voice laced with sympathy. "I'm sorry to inform you, but Mrs William is in the hospital.She was shot in the leg a few days ago. We saw your contact on her phone labelled 'Dub, my son' and we thought you should be her son. That's why we are contacting you to come over."Dub felt the colour drain from his face as the words registered in his mind. Shock and disbelief coursed through his veins, leaving him momentarily paralyzed. Mrs Wil
Jude and Amelia stood in awe as they surveyed the grandeur of their new home—a sprawling mansion that stood as a testament to their newfound prosperity. It had been a whirlwind of change since Jude's father had transferred the family's wealth to him, catapulting them into a life they had only dreamed of. The mansion, with its imposing pillars and majestic architecture, seemed to exude a sense of accomplishment and triumph. It was a symbol of the legacy that Jude now carried, and the responsibility that came with it. As they settled into their luxurious new surroundings, Jude's role within the family empire expanded. He was no longer an ordinary office staff at the Horopax company; he was now the CEO, entrusted with the responsibility of leading the company that had been in his family for generations. Jude embraced his newfound position with humility and determination. He poured his heart and soul into the business, seeking to elevate it to new heights. Guided by the principles in
The clock struck five, and the city's bustling streets were slowly engulfed by the shadows of dusk. The day's activities had come to an end, but for Debbie, this particular evening marked the beginning of a new chapter in her life.She stood in her luxurious office, gazing out at the city skyline that had become a witness to her rise as a successful business tycoon.For the past year, Debbie had been married to Donald, but deep inside, she had always known that their relationship was a means to an end.She had strategically positioned herself, using his connections and resources to fuel her ambitions. Now, having achieved the success she had sought, she felt that she no longer needed Donald by her side.With a resolute heart, Debbie packed her belongings into boxes, leaving behind the extravagant lifestyle she had grown accustomed to. The decision to leave was not made overnight. It had been a gradual realization, fueled by her relentless pursuit of power and success. The more Debbie
Linda sat in her living room, going about her daily routine when her phone suddenly rang. Startled, she reached for it and glanced at the caller ID. The number was unfamiliar, but curiosity got the better of her, and she answered the call."Hello?" Linda's voice was filled with anticipation, wondering who could be on the other end.A deep, mysterious voice responded. It was the voice of one of the men she had sent to attack Mrs William. "Linda, it's done. I've completed the task. You can come over to my place so we can finalize everything about the sales of the investments we took from Mrs William."Linda's heart raced with excitement. The thrill of the moment surged through her veins, filling her with an intoxicating sense of excitement. It felt as though every nerve in her body came alive, electrified by the promise of the wealth that awaited her.A radiant smile adorned Linda's face as she envisioned the life she would soon lead. The prospect of wealth, luxury, and the freedom it p
Donald sat in his empty office, his mind reeling with disbelief. He had just received the news that Debbie had sold off several of their jointly owned properties. The weight of the betrayal settled heavily on his shoulders, threatening to suffocate him.How could Debbie do this? They had built a life together and worked hard to acquire those properties. It was supposed to be their shared future, their nest egg. And now, it was all slipping away.Fury and sadness mingled within Donald as he reached for his phone. He needed answers. He needed to confront Debbie, to understand why she would commit such a betrayal. He dialled her number, hoping for a chance to challenge her and demand an explanation.Ring after ring echoed in Donald's ears, but it was not going through. He tried another number, then another, but still, was not going through. Panic began to gnaw at his insides as he realized that Debbie had intentionally blocked his line.The realization hit Donald like a punch to the gut.
In the face of the financial crisis that had befallen Dub, the once extravagant gestures and lavish gifts he had showered upon Linda were now distant memories. The weight of financial constraints restricted his ability to fulfil her every request, plunging their relationship into uncharted territory.Dub, once a symbol of wealth and opulence, found himself navigating a new reality—one where he could no longer indulge Linda's desires to the extent he had in the past. The financial crisis had affected every aspect of his life, forcing him to reevaluate his priorities and make difficult decisions.As Dub struggled to make ends meet, Linda's discontent and frustration grew. She had grown accustomed to a life of luxury, where her desires were met without question. Now, faced with the reality of financial limitations, she struggled to accept the changes in their circumstances.Linda's disappointment manifested as a gradual erosion of respect and consideration towards Dub. She became increas