Oh hell no. This little shit kept on disrespecting her and she was trying to be the nice person here but she couldn't. Was this how she would continue to take her excesses? No. Katherine's anger flashed across her face as she scolded Hope. "You little brat, you had better get respectful towards me or else—"Aiden swiftly interjected, his tone firm. "Katherine, you shouldn't yell at Hope like that. She's just a child, and meeting someone new who is going to be a parent can be overwhelming for her. Let's try to make this transition as smooth as possible for everyone, okay?" he urged, attempting to diffuse the tension.Even Aiden was yelling at her too? Absolutely great. She responded with a forced smile. "Of course, Aiden. I understand," she said, her voice tight. "Just give her time. I'm sure she'll come around." He added and Katherine gave a tight-lipped smile.Katherine suggested, "Well, shall we, Aiden? The guests are still waiting." Hope chimed in, "I'm not going. I'll just si
She was seated alone with a glass in hand, hair disheveled and she looked intoxicated. How long had she been here? Why was she alone and why was she drinking herself to stupor. Could it be because of their altercation earlier? Or could it be because someone was actually blackmailing her? Well, Aiden didn't want to stick around to find out which of it it was. He already had enough on his plate as it was. He just wanted to have a drink and leave. He walked to a different section of the bat, the background music and clinking glasses escorting his movement. However, his eyes involuntarily flicked back to Melissa, but he quickly looked away. He took a seat at the barstool as he spotted the bartender wiping down a glass with a faded rag."Whiskey," he ordered. He nodded, dropping the glass and then went on to pour a single shot. The amber liquid filled the glass and. Aiden's gaze lingered on the it. He dropped the glass on the table and turned around to leave. Aiden halted him with
“What?” Aiden exclaimed upon hearing the news Melissa took a deep, shuddering breath. "So, it's like this," she began, her words slightly slurred. "My old man, bless his soul, he kicked the bucket. And he left behind his large business empire, you know, a little nest egg for his dear daughter." She chuckled, the irony not lost on her."So, here I am," she continued, "with this inheritance just waiting for me. But there's a catch – the fine print says I can only get it if I have a husband.” She rolled her eyes, a mix of frustration and amusement evident in her intoxicated expression.Aiden, his brow furrowing in confusion, asked, "But why would you need a husband to claim the inheritance? That sounds... outdated."Melissa nodded, wiping away a stray tear. "Oh, you bet it is. My father, may he rest in peace, believed in some old-fashioned idea that a woman couldn't handle money or business without a man by her side. Basically a misogynist. Ridiculous, right?" Another chuckle escaped her
Melissa's desperate kiss lingered, her fingers fumbled with the fabric of Aiden's shirt as she sought to take it off. Fuck…her lips on his again reminded him of the last time they were together and it filled him with the deaire to reignite…to experience it again. But he couldn't, they had not been able to diffuse the trouble that came up from the last time they were together. He had to resist. So, he carefully pushed her away, creating a necessary distance between them."I can't, Melissa," he murmured. "But Aiden, why?" she implored, " miss you. I can't stop thinking about that last time we were together. I need it again." She confessed, slurring her words. No way, she was drunk and there was no way she meant any of that. And that was also the reason why he couldn't have anything to do with her. She was drunk. She was out of her senses. "Melissa, it's not that simple," she said, "We can't afford to complicate things further. There's too much at stake.""But Aiden…" "Melissa, I
Aiden trying his best to maintain his calm, responded sternly, "Leave Hope out of this, Katherine. She's my daughter, and she's not a bargaining chip in our agreement.""Fine then." She replied, "We can plan it strategically. Maybe a short, romantic getaway won't hurt. We'll find a way to make it work."He let out an exasperated sigh, "Short, long or anything in–between. My daughter and my work schedule won't allow me." Katherine rolled her eyes at Aiden's resistance. "If you were actually getting married to a woman that you loved, you would've gladly gone on a honeymoon with her. Wouldn't you?""Yes, Katherine, that's the difference. If I were truly in love with a woman my daughter also loves, I would've made the sacrifices and gone on the honeymoon. But we're not in that situation, are we? Our marriage is not a fairytale don't love you, neither does Hope.""Hope again, really?" Katherine crossed my arms, "So is it my fault that your girl doesn't like me?""Well, I don't blame her."
Andreas swiftly dialed Katherine's number, frustration evident in each key he pressed. The phone rang impatiently before Katherine finally answered."Katherine!" Aiden's voice was laced with frustration and anger. "What the hell is going on? Have you seen the headlines?"Katherine, seemingly unfazed, responded coolly, "Aiden, darling, I'm in the middle of an urgent meeting. What's got you so worked up?"Aiden's patience wore thin, "Urgent meeting? Are you kidding me? I'm talking about the headlines about our engagement, Katherine. It's all over the damn internet!"There was a brief pause before Katherine responded, confusion coloring her tone, "Headlines? Aiden, what are you talking about? I have no idea what you mean."Aiden's frustration peaked as he shouted into the phone, "Don't play dumb with me, Katherine! Someone leaked our engagement to the media, and it's all over the news!""Leaked our engagement to the media? Aiden what are you—"Aiden's frustration boiled over, "Don't prete
Aiden quickened his pace, catching up with Kierra as she briskly made her way toward the entrance. "Kierra, wait," Aiden called out, She turned, her scowl still evident on her face. "I don't have time for this, Aiden. I've got a performance in a few minutes."He took a breath, his words coming out in a rush. "I'm sorry, Kierra. I didn't mean to be rude on the phone, and I certainly didn't mean to lead you on. I—"She interrupted, her tone sharp and accusatory. "Sorry for what? For rudely ending the call on me? Or for playing with my feelings while you're engaged to someone else?"Aiden winced, "Kierra, it's not that simple. I should've been more honest with you from the start. I never meant to hurt you."She crossed her arms, "Save it, Aiden. I've heard enough. If you're here to apologize, it's a bit too late. Now, let me do my job.""Please, let me explain," He pleaded but she raised her hand up, signaling that she was done with hun and then she turned away. "Kierra, please!" He be
Mr. Anderson sighed, "We're working to recover the missing portions and understand the context. It's a challenging process, but it appears Nicholas was entangled in something complex and potentially dangerous."Melissa's eyes welled with tears, her mind racing with questions and fears. "What's going to happen next? What should I expect?"Mr. Anderson replied, "We'll continue our investigations to fill in the gaps in the recording and piece together the puzzle of Nicholas's disappearance. As soon as we have more information, I'll get back to you. Your cooperation is vital in this process."Melissa nodded, "Okay. I'll wait for your updates. Just... please find him. Please…" she begged, "I am desperate." Mr. Anderson reassured her, "We're doing our best, Melissa. Your concern is our priority. If there's anything you remember or if you come across any relevant details, don't hesitate to share them with us. We'll get to the bottom of this."With a solemn nod, Melissa thanked him, "I apprec