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
In the cramped confines of the dimly lit interrogation room, Marcel sat across from the stern and determined police officer, who seemed to be the embodiment of authority. Hours had elapsed since the questioning commenced, yet Marcel held fast to his vow of silence, refusing to yield an inch to the relentless barrage of inquiries. "I won't utter a single word until my lawyer arrives!" Marcel bellowed, his voice reverberating through the sparsely furnished room. This outburst sent shockwaves through the weary police officers' patience, causing their frustration to bubble over. Infuriated by the lack of progress in his investigation, the police officer impulsively slammed the thick folder containing the damning evidence onto the cold metallic surface of the table. A resounding thud reverberated through the tense atmosphere, shattering the momentarily settling silence. "Stop playing games, Marcel! Your lawyer won't be able to save you from the repercussions of your actions. Even after y
As soon as Davina emerged from the intimidating walls of the interrogation room, Damian's heart leaped in his chest, urging him to make his way towards her hastily. The urgency in his steps grew with each passing second, fearing that Davina might slip away before they could talk. Catching a glimpse of her retreating figure, Damian sprinted, his long strides covering the distance in mere moments. Without a second thought, he reached out, his fingers curling around Davina's arm, halting her escape.Caught off guard, Davina turned around, her eyes widening in surprise. The sudden encounter with Damian only brought back the memories of the anguish she had endured because of him. The once familiar face now bore an unsettling, sinister aura to her. "Davina, let's go home," Damian pleaded, his voice laced with longing and desperation.Averting her gaze, Davina took a hesitant step back, shaking her head. "I’m not sure about going home with you," she refused, her voice d
This is where Davina finds herself, seeking refuge in Nick's apartment as she desperately tries to avoid returning home to her partner, Damian. Draped in one of Nick's oversized T-shirts, Davina appears lost in her thoughts, constantly drifting away since earlier when she sat at the window seat, captivated by the mesmerizing night view of the city lights that twinkled like distant stars. Perched on the top floor, Nick's apartment offers a vantage point that enhances the scene's beauty below.As Nick made his way into the apartment, he prioritized finishing the work he had put on hold for the past two weeks during his leave. Knowing that Davina needed comfort, he prepared a steaming hot vanilla milk mug, hoping her mood would improve with this simple gesture. Seemingly yearning for solace, Davina didn't hesitate to accept the glass and sipped slowly, allowing warmth to seep into her being."Feeling any better?" Nick inquired, his eyes filled with concern as he observed
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