Three days had passed since Emily's abrupt departure, and Jared's patience was wearing thin. He couldn't fathom why she would just up and leave without giving him a proper explanation. Frustration gnawed at him, and he decided it was time to pay a visit to her family home.He arrived at the Winston residence with a determined expression, his knock on the door resounding through the quiet afternoon. Mr. and Mrs. Winston opened the door, and their faces held a mixture of worry and sympathy."Jared, please come in," Mrs. Winston urged, stepping aside to allow him entry.Jared entered the familiar living room, his irritation simmering just below the surface. "Good afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. Winston.""Good afternoon, Jared," Mr. Winston greeted with a sigh. "We know you must be worried about Emily."Jared nodded curtly. "Yes, I am. I can't understand why she would leave without even informing me."Mrs. Winston exchanged a concerned glance with her husband before speaking. "Jared, please unde
Jared sat in his office with his team, his mind preoccupied with his wife's sudden disappearance. He had confided in his team about Emily's unexplained trip and her silence in the past few days."I just don't understand why she would leave without telling me," Jared said with a sigh, his frustration evident.Sonia, Alexander, Maxwell, and Olivia exchanged concerned glances. Sonia cleared her throat and spoke gently, "Jared, have you tried calling her again?"Jared nodded, his brow furrowing. "I've been calling and texting, but she's not responding. It's like she's deliberately avoiding me."Sonia leaned forward, her expression thoughtful. "Maybe she's going through something and doesn't know how to reach out."As the team continued discussing the situation, Jared's phone suddenly buzzed on his desk. He picked it up and his eyes widened at the notification that flashed across the screen. His heart raced as he saw the amount of money debited from his account – millions of dollars."What
Emily entered the house, her emotions in turmoil. She had spent the day with her thoughts, mulling over her decision. As she saw Jared in the living room, she felt a wave of frustration. Without much thought, she walked up to him."Jared, we need to talk," she said, her tone sharper than she intended.Jared looked up from his book, his brows furrowing. "Sure, what's on your mind?"Emily's emotions were bubbling over, and she couldn't hold back any longer. "I've been thinking, Jared. I've had enough of all this."Jared closed his book, his expression puzzled. "Enough of what, Emily?"She took a deep breath, her voice rising with each word. "All of it! The arguments, the silence, the pretending like everything's fine. I can't do it anymore!"Jared's calm demeanor remained, but his eyes showed concern. "Emily, what's brought this on?"She felt the anger building within her, and she shouted, "Don't act like you don't know! I'm tired of feeling like I'm the only one trying here!"Jared si
Jared settled himself at the edge of the couch, his gaze fixed on Emily's brisk movements as she stormed into their bedroom, suitcase in hand. He had never seen her this furious before, and he had every intention of finding out what had sparked this unexpected tempest.He followed her, his steps purposeful and confident, as he entered their bedroom. "Emily," he said firmly, his voice carrying the weight of authority.She didn't even spare him a glance, her focus entirely on packing her things in a frenzied manner. "Don't bother, Jared. I'm leaving," she retorted, her voice dripping with anger.Jared's brows furrowed, his eyes narrowing with concern. He was not about to let this situation spiral out of control. "Emily, halt," he commanded, his tone steady and unwavering.She finally looked up at him, her eyes blazing with a mix of fury and hurt. "What?" she snapped, her hands on her hips.Jared took a step closer, his gaze never leaving hers. "We're not done talking. Not by a long shot
Jared's strides were purposeful as he reached Emily's family house. He had grown tired of the silent treatment and the wall of indifference that had been growing between them. It was time to address this issue head-on.As he stood at the doorstep, he took a deep breath before ringing the doorbell. The door opened, revealing Emily's mother, who looked both surprised and wary to see him."Jared," she said cautiously.Jared's tone was unwavering as he replied, "Mrs. Winston, may I speak with Emily?"Mrs. Winston hesitated for a moment before stepping aside to let him in. "She's in the living room."Jared entered the familiar space, his eyes immediately finding Emily sitting on the couch, engrossed in her phone. He cleared his throat, and she glanced up briefly before returning her attention to the device."Emily," he said firmly, "we need to talk."She didn't even bother looking at him this time. "If you're here to argue, I'm not interested."Jared's patience was wearing thin. He leaned
Jared was seated at his desk, engrossed in his work when a knock on the door interrupted his concentration. He looked up to see his financial team entering his office, their expressions a mix of concern and urgency."Jared, we need to talk," Marcus, the head of the financial department, said with a serious tone.Jared put down his pen and gave them his full attention. "What's going on?"Marcus cleared his throat. "We've been reviewing the financial reports, and there's a significant loss in the company's balance sheet."Jared's eyebrows furrowed. "A loss? How significant are we talking about?"Sonia, another member of the financial team, chimed in. "It's substantial, Jared. We're talking about millions of dollars here."Jared leaned back in his chair, processing the information. "Millions? How did this happen? Did we make any bad investments?"Marcus shook his head. "No, that's the strange part. We've reviewed all the recent investments and expenditures, and everything seems to be in
In the dimly lit living room of Jared's house, his team sat together in a somber atmosphere. The news of Thompson's parole had hit them hard, leaving them with a mix of frustration and disbelief. Their efforts to seek justice for the victims seemed to have been thwarted by a legal decision that left them questioning the system.Jared leaned back in his chair, his brows furrowed with a mixture of anger and determination. Beside him, Maxwell clenched his fists, his jaw tight with suppressed frustration. Olivia, Sonia, Alexander, and the others sat around the room, their expressions reflecting a sense of defeat."Why would they let him out?" Maxwell muttered, his voice laced with bitterness."I don't know, Max," Jared replied, his voice heavy with frustration. "It's like all the pain and suffering he caused just doesn't matter."Sonia shook her head in disbelief. "It's not fair. All those families, all the lives they ruined… and now he's just walking free?"Alexander leaned forward, his
Jared's phone buzzed on his desk, interrupting his train of thought as he reviewed some business reports. He picked up the device and saw a message from Olivia. The words on the screen were simple but enough to catch his attention: "Thompson's Party."He frowned, his brow furrowing as he read the message again. Thompson, the former member of the Vipers, whose name was synonymous with pain and treachery in his life, was throwing a party? The very idea seemed ludicrous to Jared, given the turmoil Thompson had caused in the past.With a sense of curiosity mixed with caution, Jared tapped out a response, asking for more details. Olivia quickly replied, informing him of the date, time, and location of the event.Later that evening, as he stood before his closet, Jared debated whether attending Thompson's party was a good idea. On one hand, he was intrigued by the sudden turn of events—Thompson's apparent social resurgence. On the other hand, he couldn't shake the feeling that something bi