Davina's discontent was evident in her inquiry, "What do you mean, not now?" Her disheveled appearance certainly added to her frustration.Nick couldn't help but observe Davina from head to toe, noting her unkempt state. While Nick himself had appeared disheveled from several sleepless nights, he had made a conscious effort earlier that morning to shower and change into fresh clothes before meeting Davina.He gently reminded her, "If we leave too hastily, we risk attracting more attention. Besides, you seem to regret going out in your current state." Nick pointed out Davina's typically immaculate appearance, emphasizing the contrast with her current disarray.Davina glanced at her reflection in the mirror, her exasperation evident as she muttered, "Do I look that unkempt?" The sight before her eyes was less than ideal.Finally deciding, Davina went to the spacious walk-in closet connected to the bedroom. She carefully selected a few suitable pieces of clothing, preparing to freshen up
Relaxing in his luxurious and spacious house, Zack poured a glass of exquisite wine while conversing with Damian over the phone. His gaze wandered to the television screen, where a live feed from the recently flown drone camera captivated his attention.After sipping his chosen libation, Zack shared his thoughts on the item he borrowed from Damian. "I have returned the item you lent me, Damian. It wasn't the finest, yet it didn't disappoint either. It was an intriguing experience. She’s good in bed, I must say," he confessed candidly.Damian's response beckoned Zack to an upcoming company event at a prestigious hotel. However, the invitation came with a hint of cool detachment. "Feel free to attend my company event at the hotel, Zack. However, I must clarify that your presence won't be particularly welcomed because you want the public to know about our connection," Damian stated matter-of-factly.Setting down his whiskey glass gently on the exquisite bar table of his private sanctuary
During the initial couple hours of the event, every guest had a delightful experience with the show that Damian skillfully presented to all the esteemed guests. The subsequent event on the agenda was the highly anticipated launch of WW Technology's cutting-edge and ground-breaking product - the electric car. As the room buzzed with anticipation, Damian gambled on the potential buyers present at today's event, wondering whether they would overlook the negative rumors surrounding one of his directors and retain their interest in purchasing the electric car or if the sales of this revolutionary vehicle would plummet significantly due to the unfavorable news.Standing confidently on the grand stage, flanked by the esteemed directors, investors, and brand ambassadors, Damian prepared to cut the long, crimson ribbon symbolically. His anticipation was palpable as he prepared to introduce the world to WW Technology's latest marvel."With great pleasure, today WW Technology officially unveils
Davina stepped out of the sleek, black car. Her eyes narrowed as she approached Camille's disheveled figure. Determined in her stride, she grabbed Camille's arm and forcefully pulled her off the vehicle's hood."What on earth do you think you're doing?" Davina's voice dripped with irritation, her frustration evident.Camille's face lit up with a wide grin as she looked at Davina, her eyes filled with genuine delight. "Davina! My lovely best friend! You've finally come to rescue me!" she exclaimed joyfully, seemingly oblivious to her erratic behavior.Davina's brows furrowed, her confusion growing with each passing second. Camille's actions were becoming stranger by the moment. Suddenly, the troubled girl wrapped her arms around Davina tightly. However, Davina swiftly detached herself from the unwelcome hug, her discomfort palpable."Enough, Camille!" Davina snapped, dismissively swatting away Camille's outstretched hand. The frustration in her voice could not be mistaken.Camille's jo
"Davina, please! Think about what you're doing. I understand the anger, but there has to be a better solution," Nick pleaded, his voice tinged with worry.Nick quickened to catch up to Davina, who marched ahead with determined strides. Her eyes were fixed straight ahead of the entrance of the hotel ballroom. The determination in her footsteps matched the fire burning within her."I'm not angry anymore, Nick. This ends now," Davina replied with an icy calmness, her voice devoid of emotion.As they approached, Davina's gaze locked onto a passing waiter who carried a tray of fruits, a gleaming knife resting amidst the abundance. In a swift and daring move, Davina seized the fruit knife as she passed by, aware of the weapon's potential in her vendetta.The reporters swarmed Marcel inside the ballroom, bombarding him with relentless questions regarding the recent scandal. Their focus was unyielding, blindsided by Davina's sudden entrance. Davina burst into the scene, intercepting the chaos
Maggie showed Damian the arrest warrant and explained the situation. Damian pretended to be shocked and quickly reassured Marcel that he would handle everything. The reporters were excited as they captured the dramatic scene unfolding before them. Still in disbelief, Marcel tried to protest his innocence, but Maggie was firm in her approach.The hotel staff, who had been watching in awe, started whispering amongst themselves as they saw their VIP guest being taken away in handcuffs. The guests at the event were stunned, unable to comprehend what they were witnessing.Maggie approached the hotel manager, offering her apologies for the chaos that had just occurred. The hotel manager nodded understanding, knowing it was all part of the job. As she walked out of the ballroom, the echoes of the sirens faded away, and a new chapter began for Marcel, one that would be written in the headlines for days to come.Journalists, officials, artists, business people, investors, Marcel, and others we
The car rolled to a stop in the dimly lit hospital parking lot, the surrounding silence broken only by the occasional wail of a siren in the distance. Nick shifted in his seat, the tension in his body palpable as he glanced at Davina. She sat motionless, staring ahead with a vacant look, lost in her thoughts."Davina, we're here," Nick's voice pierced the quiet, stirring Davina from her reverie. She blinked slowly, her response lackluster and devoid of its usual spirit. The news of her mother's tragic death had left her in a state of shock, her mind still reeling from the sudden loss.Nick stepped out of the car, the cool night air hitting him like a wave as he made his way around to open Davina's door. She didn't protest as he guided her out of the vehicle, her steps unsteady as they approached the bustling hospital entrance.The fluorescent lights overhead illuminated Davina's face, accentuating the dark circles under her eyes. The hospital corridors echoed with the sounds of suffer
Damian was astonished to observe the remarkable increase in visitor statistics for WW Technology's product shopping website. The surge in website visitors led Damian to believe that the number of buyers would also experience a dramatic rise. Surprisingly, Damian had not invested much effort in promoting his latest product series; instead, the brand ambassador, a renowned model, had become the face of WW Technology products. However, amidst the excitement surrounding the website's success, there were a few unpleasant comments from certain netizens expressing their disappointment in the CEO of WW Technology. They criticized him for failing to establish boundaries between his employees' personal and professional lives, resulting in the police intervention that marred the event. Despite these negative comments, many others commended the police for their swift and efficient handling of the suspect's arrest in front of numerous media personalities and conglomerates. The dramatic spectacle
Damian and Nick strolled side by side, their fingers intertwining, as they made their way towards Davina's hospital room. The doctor's news was encouraging—Davina was finally cleared to go home today. However, she would still need to visit the hospital once a week for a routine check-up on her healing wound.Nick felt relieved as he shared the doctor's update with Damian. "Thank goodness! Davina can finally leave this place. But she must follow through with the weekly hospital visits," he informed Damian.Taking charge, Damian immediately instructed, "Alright, Nick. It's your responsibility to ensure Davina's administration and medication are taken care of. Let's make sure she gets to go home today."Damian's words triggered a sudden realization, causing him to vigorously rub his face in frustration. "Oh, gosh! I forgot, Nick. You're not my personal assistant anymore," he confessed, feeling a pang of guilt. "Don't worry about it. Just tell me where everyth
On the morning of his hospital visit, Damian arrived bearing not just his presence but a generous assortment of fresh fruits. Knowing that these would be the perfect choice for his ailing wife, he hesitantly opened the door, careful not to disturb her as it was still early for hospital visits. The room was hushed, with his wife peacefully asleep on the hospital bed while their dear friend Nick slumbered on the nearby sofa.As Damian quietly entered, Nick stirred slightly, sensing his presence. Nick, ever alert, awakened at the sound and met his gaze. Relieved to see a familiar face, Damian delicately placed the fruit basket on the table, fearing that any noise would disrupt his wife's deep slumber. With a simple gesture, he motioned to Nick, silently requesting a moment alone in the hospital corridor.In the hallway, away from prying eyes and out of earshot, the two friends found solace and a sense of camaraderie. Understanding the gravity of the situation, Nick shared
The day of Camille's trial had arrived, casting a heavy cloud of tension over the courtroom. However, Damian faces the proceedings this time without Nick's support. Understanding the gravity of the situation, Damian had entrusted Nick with the crucial task of remaining at the hospital, steadfastly attending to the needs of Davina, who still lingered in a state of unconsciousness.As the trial commenced, Attorney Hernandez again took center stage, fueling his rapidly burgeoning reputation amidst the frenzy of cases mounted by WW Technology and Damian against Marcel and Camille. The mere mention of Hernandez's name sent ripples through the legal community, a testament to the magnitude of the charges.In a striking turn of events, Camille found herself devoid of the protection of a defense lawyer orchestrated by Damian himself. This deliberate maneuver left Camille vulnerable and isolated, forced to navigate the ferocious storm of the trial unaccompanied by legal counsel.
The universe seemed to deny Marcel's wish for a swift end as fate intervened, ensuring that the hands of justice still reached out to apprehend him, even after his fateful fall from the towering heights of the building. Despite his plummet, the police officers wasted no time in subduing Marcel and ferrying him away to the hospital for urgent medical attention, unwilling to let him escape the consequences of his actions.As Marcel was whisked away under police custody, Damian and Nick stood by Davina's side, their faces etched with a deep sense of worry and concern. The weight of the day's events hung heavy in the air, the fear of losing the one they held dear gnawing at their hearts as they watched over Davina, her strength and resilience a beacon of hope amidst the chaos.The looming specter of the impending trial cast a shadow over the group, the stark reality of Marcel's heinous act looming large in their minds. It was certain that Marcel's actions would earn him ad
"Let's take a short break while the judges deliberate on all the evidence and decide the defendant's sentence." After the Judge's announcement, Davina gathered her things and returned to her seat, trying to maintain her composure. Ignoring Marcel's presence beside her, she focused on the weight of the upcoming decision that would impact her life.But chaos erupted in the courtroom before she could fully process the gravity of the situation. Marcel, once a familiar figure in her life, now held a gun to her temple, turning her into a captive in the blink of an eye. The weapon was he stole from the police who tried to calm him a few minutes ago. The gasps and murmurings of disbelief that rippled through the room were drowned out by the silence that followed."What the fuck are you doing?" she swore.Davina's heart raced in terror as she felt the cold touch of the gun against her skin. However, Marcel's eyes burned with a dangerous intensity, his words cutting throu
Marcel's wry smile played on his lips, knowing that even someone as renowned as Davina, a famous lawyer herself, could not resist the tempting treasure he had presented her. He was well aware of the losses Davina had suffered at his hands and believed that she deserved some compensation from him because Davina was his first love. Instead of waiting for the judge's verdict on how much compensation the victim should receive from the defendant, Davina took matters into her own hands and decided to determine the amount herself. Observing this interaction between his wife and Marcel, Damian's eyebrows furrowed with suspicion as he pondered their unusual communication despite their supposed enmity."Do you think this trial will conclude well?" Damian mumbled under his breath, his doubts creeping in. Nick, who stood close by, caught Damian's words clearly and responded, "Have faith in Claire's lawyer. She undoubtedly has her strategy." Nick urged Damian to trust his wife and her def
Clad in an elegant ensemble, Davina stood patiently on the bustling roadside, her eyes scanning the passing taxis in search of one to transport her to her destination. Much to her surprise, her attention was abruptly captivated by the sight of a glorious black car sliding to a graceful halt before her. The sleek vehicle exuded an air of luxury, leaving no doubt that its owner possessed an unrivaled taste for extravagance.As the tinted window slowly descended, revealing Damian's familiar countenance, Davina couldn't help but feel her heart skip a beat. Accompanying him in the car was none other than his trusted companion, Nick, who, on this particular day, took on the role of chauffeur. It perplexed Davina why Damian did not rely on his usual personal driver.It dawned on Damian that he had fortuitously chanced upon an opportunity to engage in an enthralling conversation with Davina, a chance he couldn't pass up. Opting to depart for the court earlier than usual, he ta
Today, Damian and Nick arrived at the courthouse alongside Davina, albeit separately, as she had left the law firm immediately. Davina arrived before the others, taking her seat before Damian and Nick entered.Addressing his wife, Damian inquired, "Have you been waiting for long?" Taking a seat beside her, he awaited her response."Not really," Davina replied, her tone lacking warmth.Seated beside his partners, Nick, speaking in a hushed tone, asked, "How are you holding up, Davina?"Davina curtly replied, "I'm as good as you can see."No longer residing in Nick's apartment or Damian's opulent mansion, Davina had chosen to distance herself from both men. At first, she would often find solace in staying late at the office, citing an overwhelming workload. However, Davina eventually decided to sell her old apartment and acquire a new one closer to the law firm. Determined to create an emotional barrier, she had even changed her cellphone and restric
After a long day at work, Davina arrived at Nick's apartment, having chosen to take a taxi instead of her usual mode of transport. Initially, Davina intended to return to her private apartment, which had remained unoccupied for over a year. However, in his unwavering determination, Nick insisted that Davina stay with him until their impending court case concluded. He had promised not to intrude upon her space or rearrange her belongings, going so far as to take charge of cooking meals for her. Nick's objective was to provide Davina with a sense of comfort and security akin to that she would experience within the confines of her familiar abode."Ah, you're home!" Davina exclaimed with a hint of surprise upon witnessing Nick's presence in the kitchen, evidently having just completed the preparation of their evening meal."Yes, please have a seat. Dinner is ready," Nick responded, placing the final course on the dining table with a sense of accomplishment.Upon ent