As Salvador made his way to the courthouse, his heart pounded with anticipation. The looming court case weighed heavily on his mind, and he couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at him. But as he approached the entrance, his thoughts were interrupted by the sight of Leah standing there, her expression tense and agitated.Leah's eyes widened in surprise as she caught sight of Salvador. For a moment, they simply stared at each other, the tension crackling between them like electricity. Then, Salvador took a step forward, breaking the silence."Leah," he said, his voice calm but tinged with concern. "What are you doing here?"Leah's lips twisted into a bitter smirk as she crossed her arms over her chest. "What does it look like, Salvador?" she retorted, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "I'm here for the court case, just like you."Salvador studied Leah's face, noting the tension in her jaw and the fire in her eyes. He knew that she was up to something, but he couldn't quite
After Leah's lawyer claimed they had a witness to support their allegations against Salvador, the judge requested that the witness be summoned to testify. However, as the court waited for the witness to arrive, Leah's attempts to reach Kelvin, the supposed witness, were futile.Leah's anxiety mounted as the court's patience waned. Her lawyer fumbled with her phone, attempting to contact Kelvin, but each attempt was met with silence on the other end.Meanwhile, Salvador's lawyer objected to Leah's claim, arguing that without a credible witness or evidence, the allegations should be disregarded. The judge nodded in agreement, emphasizing the importance of substantiating such serious accusations.As the tension in the courtroom thickened, the judge turned to Austin, hoping to gain insight into the situation from the perspective of the child at the center of the custody battle."Alright, Austin," the judge began gently, addressing the young boy seated before him. "Can you tell us about yo
As the Maroon family returned home, the atmosphere was tense with anticipation. Kelvin stood waiting in the corridor, his expression a mixture of anger and frustration. Salvador strode confidently into the house, Flora by his side, while Lia trailed behind them, her gaze shifting nervously between her father and uncle.Kelvin's eyes narrowed as he watched Salvador approach, his fists clenched at his sides. "Salvador," he growled, stepping forward to confront him. "What's the meaning of this? Why did you lock me up at the winery?"Salvador raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "Lock you up? I'm afraid you're mistaken, Kelvin. I didn't lock you up anywhere."Kelvin's jaw tightened, his frustration evident. "Don't play dumb with me, Salvador. I know it was you. You didn't want me at your court case, did you?"Salvador chuckled, his tone laced with amusement. "And why would I care whether you attended the court case or not, Kelvin? Your presence there wouldn't have
Leah sat alone in her dimly lit living room, the weight of defeat heavy upon her shoulders. The events of the court case replayed in her mind like a haunting melody, each note resonating with the bitter taste of failure. She had pinned her hopes on Kelvin's deceitful plan, only to be left humiliated and scorned in the harsh light of reality.As if on cue, the door creaked open, and Kelvin strode into the room with an air of smug superiority. Leah's heart sank at the sight of him, her resentment boiling just beneath the surface. Without a word, she lashed out, her palm connecting with his cheek in a resounding slap.Kelvin's reaction was swift, his fingers closing around her wrist in a vice-like grip. Leah winced at the sudden pain, her eyes widening in fear as she realized the extent of his strength. This wasn't the Kelvin she knew—this was a stranger, a shadow of the man she had once trusted."Don't you ever disrespect me again," Kelvin's voice was low and menacing, his eyes ablaze wi
Salvador was buzzing with excitement as he meticulously planned the details of the grand gala for the opening of his new hotel. From selecting the perfect venue to curating the guest list, every aspect had to be flawless. As he worked tirelessly, his personal assistant interrupted with a grave expression."Mr. Maroon, I need to speak with you," she said, her voice tinged with concern.Salvador turned to her, his brow furrowed in confusion. "What's wrong?" he asked, sensing the urgency in her tone."Sir, I've been monitoring the progress of the investors for the bank project," she explained hesitantly. "But it seems that some of them are withdrawing their support."Salvador's heart sank at the news. He had poured his heart and soul into the bank project, and the thought of losing investors was a devastating blow. "Why are they withdrawing?" he inquired, his voice laced with frustration.His assistant hesitated before replying. "It appears that Kelvin has been approaching them with a pr
Kelvin paced back and forth in his study, his mind consumed with thoughts of revenge against his brother, Salvador. Ever since their childhood, there had been a simmering rivalry between them, fueled by jealousy and resentment. Now, as adults, that rivalry had only intensified, with each brother vying for dominance and control.As he mulled over his plans, Kelvin's eyes landed on the newspaper lying on his desk, the headline proclaiming Salvador's latest business venture. A surge of anger coursed through him as he read about Salvador's success, his fists clenched in frustration."He thinks he can outshine me at every turn," Kelvin muttered to himself, his voice laced with bitterness. "Well, not this time."With a determined glint in his eye, Kelvin picked up his phone and dialed a number, his mind already formulating a plan to undermine Salvador's latest endeavor. After a few rings, the call was answered, and Kelvin wasted no time in laying out his scheme to his accomplice.Meanwhile,
As the gala party unfolded, the atmosphere buzzed with excitement and anticipation. Small business owners mingled with guests, eager to make connections and forge new partnerships. Among them was Flora, who spotted her cousin Ted in the crowd.Flora made her way over to Ted, a playful smile on her lips. "Well, well, well, if it isn't my dear cousin Ted," she greeted him teasingly.Ted chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Flora, always the life of the party," he replied, returning her smile.Flora playfully nudged him. "You know me," she quipped. "But seriously, Ted, when are you going to settle down? I hear marriage does wonders for networking."Ted laughed, shaking his head. "Ah, Flora, always the matchmaker," he said. "But I'm not in any rush. Besides, I'm too busy building my empire."Flora raised an eyebrow, a knowing look in her eyes. "Empire, huh?" she remarked. "More like trying to find your next sugar mama."Ted's smile faltered slightly, but he quickly recovered. "C
Salvador scanned the crowded room, his eyes darting from one face to another in search of Flora. It had been quite some time since he last saw her, and he couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at him. Spotting her at a table with Roxy, he made his way through the bustling crowd, a sense of urgency propelling him forward.As he approached the table, he noticed the furrowed brows and tense posture of both Flora and Roxy. Something was amiss, and Salvador's heart sank at the sight of their troubled expressions."Hey, what's going on?" Salvador asked, his voice laced with concern as he took a seat beside Flora.Flora sighed, her gaze troubled as she glanced at Salvador. "I don't know, it's just... I have this feeling, like something's not right," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.Roxy nodded in agreement, her eyes flickering with worry. "Yeah, it's like there's a storm brewing, and we're right in the middle of it," she added, her tone grave.Salvador furrowed his