Vincent's lips curled into a sinister smirk as he regarded Eric with amusement, his eyes glinting with malice.“Well, well, well. Look who dares to speak to me face to face. Are you trying to earn yourself a death wish?"Eric stood his ground, his jaw set in determination as he met Vincent's gaze head-on."I'm not afraid of you, Vincent. Let Emily go, or you'll regret it."Vincent's chuckle sent shivers down Eric's spine, a cold chill creeping up his back as he realized the weight of the situation.“Oh, Eric. You have such confidence, even when you have nothing. But mark my words, you'll soon regret your bravado."With a subtle signal, Vincent's men closed in, their imposing figures casting a shadow over Eric as they seized him and dragged him closer to Vincent.Unfazed, Eric locked eyes with Vincent, his voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through his veins."What's your plan, Vincent? Have your goons beat me to a pulp?"Vincent's smirk widened, a glint of menace flickering
Calvin's fist connected with Vincent's face with a resounding thud, causing Vincent to grunt in pain and stagger backward. The force of the blow caught Vincent off guard, and he struggled to maintain his balance as he recoiled from the impact.Calvin stepped forward, his eyes blazing with fury as he leveled a menacing glare at Vincent.“You think you can mess with Eric and Emily and get away with it? You've got another thing coming, Vincent,” He growled.Vincent, taken aback by Calvin's sudden assault, tried to regain his composure, but Calvin's presence loomed over him like a dark cloud of impending doom."Do you have any idea who you're dealing with? I'll bring you down so hard, you won't know what hit you. You want to mess with Eric and Emily? You're playing with fire, Vincent," Calvin added, his eyes brewing with fury.Vincent's men, frozen in fear, watched in silence as their boss was subjected to Calvin's wrath.They knew better than to intervene, recognizing Calvin's authority
As Claudia sat alone in her luxurious penthouse, her mind buzzing with thoughts of Martin Skarsgard's arrest and the revelation of his fraudulent activities, she couldn't shake the feeling of betrayal that gnawed at her insides. She had been dating a fraud all this time, and it was all thanks to Mr. Radcliffe that the truth had come to light."I can't believe I fell for his lies. Everything about him was fake, and I didn't even see it coming."As she mulled over the situation, a newfound determination flickered in Claudia's eyes. If Mr. Radcliffe had been the one to expose Martin Skarsgard, then perhaps he held the key to her redemption. After all, it was still Mr. Radcliffe who had bought Eclipsa Studios and reinstated her on set, despite their brief encounter at the industrial event."Maybe Mr. Radcliffe sees something in me. Maybe he's waiting for me to make the first move."With a sly smile playing at her lips, Claudia began to devise a plan to get closer to Mr. Radcliffe, to i
After carefully scoping out the area, Eric settled on a smaller, more secure hotel for him and Emily. As they stepped into the lobby, he felt a sense of relief wash over him, knowing that they would be safe there.Eric nodded confidently, gesturing towards the lobby."This place is much safer, Emily. No dangerous individuals can get in here."Emily's eyes widened with gratitude as she glanced around, taking in the reassuring atmosphere."Thank you, Eric. I don't know what I would do without you guiding us to safety."Eric smiled warmly, his eyes reflecting his determination to protect her."I couldn't leave you alone, Emily. I need to protect you, no matter what," he told her, meaning every word.As they settled into their room, Emily couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort knowing that Eric was by her side, his presence a reassuring safety.Emily voiced her curiosity, turning to Eric with a hopeful expression."So, how long are we staying here, Eric? Is it just for tonight?" She in
As Eric and Emily made their way to the breakfast cafe inside the hotel, they were greeted by the hustle and bustle of a movie crew setting up nearby. Excited murmurs filled the air as people gathered around to catch a glimpse of the popular actors and actresses on set.Among the crowd, Claudia Michaelson stood out, her presence commanding attention as she prepared to take on her role as the main lead of the movie. But as Claudia glanced over towards the cafe, her attention was drawn to a sight that filled her with a mix of frustration and jealousy."What's this? Eric and Emily Walter... together? How dare they enjoy themselves while I'm here working so hard!" Claudia was dumming.Her eyes narrowed as she watched Eric and Emily, their laughter and smiles seemingly mocking her from afar. She couldn't understand how Eric, someone she considered beneath her, could find happiness with someone like Emily."This can't be happening. Eric doesn't deserve to be happy, especially not with he
Confusion and wonder l churned within Eric as Emily stormed away, her hurt and anger evident in the air. Claudia's revelation about their past marriage had been the cause of it all.Leaving him dealing with a lot of indescribable emotions. Does Emily have feelings for me? he pondered, his already filled with uncertainty.With confusion still stirring within him, Eric made his way out of the hotel, because he had plans for himself in that late morning.Could it be that Emily was starting to admire him beyond friendship? Why was she hurt? He was only a fake boyfriend to her. A fake boyfriend who had done the most to protect her.Upon reaching the golf gathering, Eric made a conscious decision to shed his Mr. Radcliffe persona, opting instead to blend in as common Eric. However, his poor outfit and down to earth aura made him stood opposite the opposite of the extravagance that surrounded him.Only the elites were gathered there and he wasn't even invited. His outfit made him stand o
As Eric basked in the astonished silence of the crowd after his perfect shot, a shadow fell over him. It was Silas Deane, a prominent man known for his skill on the golf course, stepped forward, his eyes glinting with jealousy and contempt."You got lucky with that shot," Silas sneered, his tone dripping with disdain. "But let's see if you can keep it up. I challenge you to a game of golf. Winner stays, loser eats grass like an animal. And we know who looks like the animal here."Eric's jaw clenched at the insult, but boldness burned in his eyes. "You're on," he replied, his voice firm and unwavering.The crowd murmured with anticipation as Eric and Silas squared off on the green, the tension between them was thick in the air."I'll enjoy watching you make a fool of yourself," Silas taunted, his confidence fueled by the cheers of the onlookers.A smirk tugged at Eric's lips as he raised an eyebrow. "We'll see about that," he retorted, his tone laced with quiet determination.With the
As more challengers stepped forward, eager to test their luck against Eric, the air was filled with anticipation. Each opponent sought to prove their superiority, but one by one, they fell to Eric's expert strokes and unshakable focus. It was as if Eric had been playing golf for years, effortlessly outmaneuvering his them with each swing of the club.Amidst the murmurs of admiration and awe, some of the guests began to take notice of Eric's remarkable talent. "Have you been playing golf for a long time?" they asked, their curiosity piqued by his exceptional skill.Eric simply shook his head with a modest smile. "Just using my instincts," he replied, his tone casual yet confident.With his shoulders held high, Eric approached Mr. Greg Johansson, Calvin's elder brother, the man who wanted Calvin dead and gone.It was Eric who had gone there in the favor of Calvin."I know about your father's intentions," Eric began, his voice low yet steady. "He wants to pass the company over to Calv