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
Marcel's voice trembled with shock and disbelief as he fired questions at his coworker, desperately seeking answers that seemed to elude him. The weight of the situation hung heavily in the air, suffocating him with each passing second.His eyes, once filled with hope and determination, now mirrored the depths of his despair. A dull ache settled in Marcel's chest as he grappled with the harsh reality that nobody seemed willing to defend his father, regardless of the monetary enticements.Attempting to maintain a facade of confidence, Marcel emphasized the vast amount of wealth at his disposal. His words were met with a dismissive tone, indicating that money alone was not enough to sway their opinions. All the triumphs and the riches he had accumulated throughout his hard work seemed to be dust in the wind.Hope drained from Marcel's eyes, replaced by disbelief and anger as the truth unraveled. The once-glamorous empire his family had built, the foundation that h
Davina couldn't help but be taken aback by the sight of Atlantis appearing in a place where he clearly shouldn't be. Without waiting for an invitation, Atlantis boldly entered his son-in-law's office, instantly causing Davina to sense that his visit wasn't for pleasant reasons.As Atlantis sat on the sofa provided in his daughter-in-law's office, Davina felt a wave of unease wash over her. She had a gut feeling that whatever Atlantis had to say wouldn't be good. Attempting to maintain a formal approach, she politely offered him a drink despite knowing it was unlikely to be accepted."No need," Atlantis curtly dismissed her hospitality. His unfriendly tone hinted at some underlying sarcasm, which Davina couldn't help but notice. She delicately settled herself on the couch across from Atlantis, her mind buzzing with questions about his unexpected visit after months of their unmeet.Their relationship as in-laws had never been particularly close, hardly warranting