Camille was frowning at her daughter who stood on the kitchen aisle with her. After she had showed her face in Wynn's room, Camille had dragged her by th ears and brought her to the kitchen. Wynn jad bee yelling ad asking her to stop but Camille fekt that she was the one who gave birth to Leah and so she could scold her daughter anyhow she feels. Leah was still dressed in her clubbing attire and as she stood in the kitchen aisle, she had hee head bent down. The alcohol was still in her system and it wasn't reflecting itself through rage but rather humility. Creepy to say the least. "Where were you?" "I heard you say thst you saw me keave for the club, so why do you still ask?" Camille growled, "what is your problem?!" She yelled, "why are you ruining things for me? I am trying to get you annamsing life but you intend on ruining it with your fucking stupid bullshit". "How is living my life bullshit?" "What jf you get pregnant?" Camille asked, "what are you going to do?" "I'
"What?" Jade stared blankly at her. Carolene appeared to be quite serious, she wven went further to repeat her request: "I said, prove it. Go get your family's company". Jade frowned and placed her habds on her waist, "and why do I have to prove anything to you?" Carolene shook her heas and took a step closer to jade, "you're not proving anything to me, you're proving it to yourself". Jade laughed, "is that all you can do? Try this godforsaken way to manipulate me?" "Who said anything about trying to manipulate you?" Carolene fixed her gaze on her. Her eyes never left jade's own not even for a moment. The intensity of that stare made jade somewhat speechless. For the second time in less than thirty minutes, Carolene had renderes her speechless. She didn't know what that means but she hoped it meant nothing. "I have nothing to talk to you about" she successfully managed to say and then walk out of the room. "I have an offer for you!" Carolene yelled, stopping jade in her track
Juan sat in the questioning room, there was a deep frown on his face, not only because he was sitting in a confined room alone, but also that his stomach was rumbling. He has not had dinner before he was brought out of the house. He was angry and starving. Finally the door opened and christian walked inside. He was sort of grateful that it was the cool one that came in and not the other one. He watched how Christian sat down onbte opposite side of the table as they began to stare at each other in silence. Christian broke the eye contact with a smile. "I know you're…" "I'm not saying anything without my lawyer" Juan said. Christian had exoected such reaction, "yourethere fir two reasons; one to help us with this murder case and then then two is because you had aided the kidnapping of Wesley Damont. And I dojt your lawyer can help considering you admitted to the crime yourself". Juan's frown deepened. Seeing that his mouth had been seaked shut, Christian smiled and then cont
Janice and her husband were dumbfounded when their daughter had just told them about everything that was happening in her life. All they remembered was sending their daughter away on a honeymoon after her marriage with the heir of the DeVille empire. This turn of events their daughter had told them about was a lot of things and unexpected was one of them. For one, the man she married turned out to not be the heir and was actually just the nephew of the old man. And then, he died. And what happened next was too much for them. The man they gave their daughter to turned out to not be the real nephew and was actually some hippie who did plastic surgery and now looked like something else. Janice, who was on a sabbatical from alcohol, didn't know when she drank from her daughter's glass and downed it in one go. Her husband, Stan, was more level headed. He took his daughter's hand into his own and after gently rubbing, he gave it a light squeeze. "I'm so sorry you went through this alo
Griffin stormed into the house fuming wurh rage. He hadn't been at home all day, busy wuth work and his own personal life as well. Apparently, though they had gotten for themselves some investors, they still needed to put in some work to keep those investors. He recognized Juan's efforts but he needes him to put in some more. At times like these, he wished his brother were here. And that was when he was reminded that his brother was currently suffering in jail. And then he got a phone call that his nephew had been arrested. "You had been arrested?!" He roared as he knocked down Juan's bedroom door. Juan was akready drifting into unconsciousness, "what is this?" He asked as he allowed his eyes adapt to the light pouring in from the hallway. Griffin walked to the bed and yanked the duvet away from Juan, "you were arrested?!" Juan wrapped his arms around his body as he felt the cold carress his skin which was abruptly in contrast to the heat he had been enjoying. Juan finally got
Carolene chuckled slightly, her eyes darted to the right before it moved back to Kraig, "what do you mean by that?" Kraig shook his head, he looked as if those words had not been an accusation, which was quite the contrary. "just something that got me wondering". Carolene nodded her head then shrugged as she said, "I don't know." Her eyes moved to the ceiling as she began to say, "well, there are a lot of Smiths in this world, a lot of Daniels too and quite a number of Reginald's too" her eyes fell on him. Nothing about the way she was acting seemed as if she was anxious or scared if having her secret exposed. Kraig felt that it was either because she was innocent of what he was sublimely accusing her of, or it was that she was confident in her lies. "It's too much of a coincidence really, the two of you have the same last name". "So it happened, we're different people that have no sort of relationship". Kraig laughed slightly, his hands finding his waist, "it's just so hard to
Juan was speechless, he stared at the wokam before him. The shame from having lost such an amount kf money to Wesley was brought back to him. And now, upon learning if the fact that he was not even yhe reak Wesley Damont Juan didnt feel like he coukd show his face. He wanted to crawl to a cirnwr and die like a rat. Marlyn had perhaps noticed the triats of hiw he seemed to ve having a panic attack, from how he loosened the tie aroubd his neck and how he repeatedly cleared hjs throat. Whether or not she had noticed these things, she didnt stop the interview, rather she went ahead to be asking him questions. "So it wasn't that Wesley Damont had scammes you of your money. It was some nameless boy from nowhere that decided to do such a thing". She smiled. "how does that make you feel?" His hands were practically shaking, he chickled dryly, still unabke to breathe well, and he was not about yo lie: "Why do you ask when you know exactly how I'm feeling? Exactly what this news is doing
It was as if life itself was against jade. On the first day of work, such a tragedy befell her company. She stood there, in front of the lab watching it engulf in flames. There was nothing that coukd save it. She wondered if her parents were gonna blame her, if they woukd say she was the one responsible for all of this, if they would call her a child of bad luck. She didn't know how to feel. "I think you should go back" Christian said from beside her. "The firefighters are here already, let them do their job". "Christian, this was supposed to be a good day, my first day, but suddenly this tragedy just happened". "Luckily, nobody got hurt, isn't that a good thing?" He asked, "all you need to do right now is focus on recovering from the loss. Your comaony has two other laboratories, you can check if whatever had been going on here had another copy over there. You have buildings, you can transform one of them into a second lab and if you successfully get investors, well, I'm sure e