"I have been calling you for a few minutes now, and it seems you didn't hear me," she said with a smile. As she spoke about Austin, her face lit up with happiness, indicating her strong affection for him. "Would you like me to tell you more about him?" "Yeah, perhaps when we return to the house," I replied.Her smile grew even wider as she said, "Oh, I think you're dying to know all the juicy details about him! Is that it? You're just trying to act all cool and collected, but I can tell you're itching to know more about him."I gave her a mock-exasperated look. "You're impossible," I said, but I couldn't help but smile. She had a way of teasing me."Just admit it, you're dying to know all about him," she said, poking me playfully."Okay, okay, I'll stop teasing you," she said, still grinning. "Let's just enjoy the rest of our dinner, and then we can talk about him all you want when we get home."I nodded, relieved that the teasing had ended, but still curious about Austin. I couldn'
I took a deep breath before responding."Clinton, I appreciate your concern for Nathalie, and I know how much you care about her. But I think she's old enough to make her own decisions, and I don't want to interfere with her happiness. If she's happy with me, then I'm happy too. But if she decides that she doesn't want to be with me but you, then I'll respect her decision. All I can promise is that I'll always be honest with her, and I'll always treat her with respect. I don't want to bother her with my feeling, since she choose to be with you now.Clinton looked at me thoughtfully, then nodded slowly. "I appreciate your honesty, and I can see that you're a good person. I just want to make sure that you're serious about her, and that you're not just playing games. I don't want her to get hurt." He paused, then continued, "I have a request. I want to see you two interact, to see how you get along. Could you and Nathalie come to dinner with me tomorrow?"The request caught me by surpri
"Susan, you need to stop interfering in my private life if you want us to maintain a good relationship. Your constant interference is causing tension between me and you And I must say, I don't appreciate your presence in this house either." "But I was just expressing my concern that she's making me jealous. I don't like having her around, it bothers me," Susan replies, scoffing. "Well, did you ever consider that we don't want your presence in this house either? Susan, you're an unwanted guest here, and you need to put an end to this unnecessary jealousy." I raise my voice as frustration takes over.Susan's eyes widened in surprise. "You don't mean that," she said, her voice shaky. "She's like a sister to you, and you know I care about you. I'm your wife and you know I'm only trying to look out for you."I felt I am going out of point, I wasn't supposed to react like this for now, but she made me angry and lose control. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself. "I'm sorry," I sa
I picked up the flash drive, noticing a smile spreading across Nathan's face. "I think this drive will really help us," Nathan said, his voice filled with anticipation and hope. "Tell me about it. It's high time Mr. Clinton and his family beg me with tears in their house," I replied, determination evident in my tone. "Let's check the contents of the drive," Nathan suggested eagerly, his eyes lighting up with curiosity. "No, we will check it later. Let's focus on going through the remaining papers first," I replied, my voice steady and focused, wanting to prioritize our current task before delving into the potential revelations of the flash drive."Gosh this man is so despicable" I murmured checking into every details. I brought out my phone out of my back pocket, and dial Mike number, and he picks up at the first ringing. "Hello Mr Chairman, how was your dinner with your in-laws" His words filled with mockery, as he tease from the other end. "How funny can you be, this isn't the
"Dad, you are here?" I replied with a hint of amusement in my voice, trying to contain my surprise. He stood in the doorway, a warm smile on his face. "Yes, am I not welcome here again since we now have a new chairman?" he said jokingly, his tone light and playful. I couldn't help but scoff at his remark, happy to see him. "Not really, just that I was surprised by the impromptu visit," I said, gesturing for him to come inside. With a nod, he walked in and took a seat."Well, I came to have a look at how the company has been functioning," my dad said, his voice carrying a curious undertone. His eyes surveyed the office, taking in the bustling energy and the signs of productivity. "I wanted to see what my children were up to, and I must say I'm impressed." There was a subtle sense of pride in his words, hinting at his satisfaction with our work. "But that doesn't mean I am going to forget about that," he continued, his tone growing slightly more serious.My eyebrows furrowed, curious
"I am with you, son," my dad said, his voice filled with determination. The urgency in his tone made it clear that he believed it was crucial to bring him to justice. "Yes, and I will make that happen immediately," I retorted, my voice mirroring his resolve. The responsibility of taking action was now in my hands, as he had just appointed me as the new CEO. It was a declaration of trust, and his nod of approval affirmed our mutual understanding."I guess I should excuse you, keep me updated," he said, rising from his seat. As he stood up, I watched his figure retreat, acknowledging his departure with a nod. The fading daylight marked the approach of evening, casting a soft golden glow upon the room. Feeling a sense of responsibility, I reached for my phone and sent a message to Nathalie, ensuring that our dinner date would not be forgotten. The anticipation of spending time together brought a smile to my face, but a wave of apprehension washed over me when I realized that I would n
As my vehicle careened towards the massive stone, i knew i had only one chance to save myself. I swerved the wheel with all my might, just barely avoiding the stone as my car screeched to a halt in the grassy field beyond. Gasping for breath, i looked back at the crash site in horror. The trailer had collided with the car that had been following me, sending both vehicles off the road and into a field. Smoke rose from the wreckage, and i could only hope that no one had been hurt.I tried to open the door, but it was jammed shut. Frantically, I searched for a way to get inside. Finally, I found a small opening and squeezed through it. As I entered the trailer, I saw a man lying on the floor, his leg pinned under a fallen beam. He was conscious, but in obvious pain. I knelt down next to him and said. "It's going to be okay. I'm going to get you out of here."He looked up at me, his eyes filled with fear. "I can't feel my leg," he said, his voice weak.I tried to reassure him, but I kn
Since the guy frequently denied the allegation, I decided to take matters into my own hands. Frustrated by his continued denials, I realized involving the police would be an ill-advised move, as I hadn't gathered all the necessary evidence to expose Mr. Clinton. Instead, I focused on a different approach I wanted him to acknowledge his pursuit of me. Only then could I begin to execute my plans. Moments later, my guards arrived, and with a clear directive, I commanded them to take him away from the premises."Are you ready to confess, or do you still want to deny that you are after me?" I asked, my voice firm as I sought the truth. "I don't know what you're talking about, sir; I'm innocent," he replied, his tone cloaked in a facade of innocence."Put him in the trunk of the car," I ordered, the intensity in my voice clear as I watched my guards carry out my command. They swiftly locked him away in the confined space. Upon arriving home, I instructed them to confine him to a room and