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
Jared sat in his living room, a heavy sense of foreboding settling over him. His thoughts were a whirlwind of confusion and frustration, trying to piece together the events of the past few days. Just as he was lost in his thoughts, his phone rang, jolting him back to the present.He glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was his lawyer. He answered the call, his voice carrying a mix of curiosity and concern. "Hello?""Mr. Landmark, I'm glad I reached you," his lawyer's voice sounded somewhat strained. "I have some news regarding the ongoing divorce proceedings."Jared's heart raced. He had expected some updates, but the tone in his lawyer's voice made him uneasy. "What's going on?"His lawyer took a deep breath before continuing. "It seems that Mrs. Landmark is demanding for a division of your assets. She's requesting half of your property and holdings as part of the divorce settlement."Jared's grip on his phone tightened. Half of his assets? The very idea felt like a punch to the
Jared's determination to protect his assets and business was unwavering. He stormed into his lawyer's office, his face a mask of determination. "I want you to make sure Emily doesn't get a single cent more than what's fair. I won't let her ruin everything I've built."His lawyer, Mr. Anderson, nodded solemnly. "I understand your concerns, Jared. We'll do our best to negotiate a fair settlement that reflects both your contributions."Jared's gaze was steely. "Fair, but not a penny more."With the assurance from his lawyer, Jared left the office, his mind focused on ensuring that his hard-earned success remained intact. He headed straight to his company, determined to cut off any ties that might be compromised by the impending divorce.As he entered the office, his friend Max, looked up from his work. "Jared, is everything okay?"Jared's expression was serious as he replied, "Not exactly,Max. I need you to gather all the information on the ongoing projects with the Winston family. We're
Jared's phone buzzed on his desk, and he glanced at the screen to see a message from his new secretary, Zoey. It was a short but urgent message: "Mr. Jared, please come to the office immediately."Concerned by the urgency of the message, Jared quickly stood up from his seat, his mind racing with possibilities. He strode through the familiar corridors of his company, each step fueling his curiosity and apprehension. When he reached his office, Zoey was waiting for him with a solemn expression."Zoey, what's going on? Why the urgency?" Jared asked, his brows furrowing.Zoey cleared her throat, her eyes meeting his with a mix of sympathy and concern. "Mr. Jared, I'm afraid I have some troubling news to share."Jared's heart sank, and he took a deep breath, bracing himself for whatever news awaited him. "Go ahead, Zoey. Tell me."Zoey hesitated for a moment before continuing. "It seems that some of our top investors are expressing concerns and are considering pulling out their investments