When Derrick got home that day, he decided to check the photo sent to him by an unknown number again and he found out that it was a picture of him and Ruby, his evil ex wife. Derrick's eyes narrowed as he stared at the photo on his phone, his mind racing with unease. The image showed him and Ruby, his estranged ex-wife, in a compromising position, their faces locked in a passionate embrace. The memory of that fateful night still made his skin crawl. He had thought he had left that dark chapter of his life behind, but now, it seemed, the past was back to haunt him. The unknown number that sent the photo had attached a chilling message: "Beulah will know the truth about you soon enough." Derrick's heart sank at the mention of his current partner, Beulah. He had confided in her about his troubled past with Ruby, but he knew she wouldn't take kindly to this revelation. The sender's threat was clear: they would show Beulah the photo, and she would distance herself from him, just like ev
Derrick left the warehouse, his mind still reeling from the confrontation with the blackmailer. He was exhausted, both physically and emotionally, and needed to rest. The adrenaline that had fueled him throughout the ordeal was wearing off, replaced by a deep fatigue. As he walked into his home, he felt a sense of relief wash over him. He collapsed onto his bed, not even bothering to change out of his clothes. His eyes closed, and he let out a deep sigh, feeling the weight of the day's events settle upon him. Despite his exhaustion, his mind refused to quiet, replaying the events of the night over and over. He couldn't shake the image of her angry face, or the shock of discovering her involvement in the blackmail. The next day, Derrick woke up early, feeling a sense of purpose wash over him. As the CEO of W&B Company, he was driven by a strong work ethic and a commitment to excellence. He knew that his responsibilities went far beyond his personal struggles, and he was determined to
Derrick's words poured out in a rush, as if a dam had burst. "Beulah, I have something important to tell you. Something I've been wanting to say for a long time." Beulah's eyes locked onto his, her expression curious. "What is it, Derrick?" He took a deep breath, his heart racing. "I've developed feelings for you, Beulah. Strong feelings. I can't keep it inside anymore." The words hung in the air like a challenge, waiting for her response. Beulah's eyes widened, her mouth opening slightly in surprise. But then, a hint of a smile played on her lips, and her eyes sparkled with excitement. "Derrick, I...I didn't expect this," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. Derrick's heart sank, thinking he had misread the situation entirely. But then, Beulah's expression changed, and she leaned in closer, her voice taking on a conspiratorial tone. "But, I have to admit, I've felt it too. This connection between us, it's been building for a while now." Derrick's heart soared, his p
Derrick shrugged. "It's not something I like to broadcast, but I want to be honest with you, Beulah. I want us to have a clean slate, no secrets between us." Beulah's face lit up with a radiant smile. "I appreciate that, Derrick. Thank you for trusting me with your past." As they finished their conversation, Derrick glanced at his watch and realized how late it was. "Beulah, I should drive you home," he said, his voice laced with concern. But Beulah shook her head, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "No, Derrick, I don't think that's a good idea." Derrick's brow furrowed in confusion. "Why not? It's late, and I don't want you to be alone on the road." Beulah's smile grew wider. "I appreciate your chivalry, Derrick, but we can't be seen together alone until our relationship is official. We have to keep up appearances, remember?" Derrick's face lit up with understanding. "Right, the merger. I forgot." Beulah nodded. "Exactly. We can't risk anyone suspecting something and jeopardizi
Derrick walked into his house, still feeling the warmth of his grandfather's approval. He couldn't wait to share the news with Beulah. He dialed her number, his heart beating with excitement. "Hey, beautiful," he said, as soon as she answered. "Hey, handsome," she replied, her voice husky. "How was your day?" "It was amazing," Derrick said, his enthusiasm spilling over. "I just got back from my grandfather's estate. I told him about us, and he's thrilled." Beulah's voice lit up with delight. "That's wonderful, Derrick! I'm so happy for you." "Thanks, Beulah. And I want to celebrate. How about dinner at my place tonight?" There was a pause, and for a moment, Derrick wondered if he had been too forward. But then Beulah spoke up, her voice sultry. "I'd love to, Derrick. What time should I come over?" Derrick's heart skipped a beat. "How about 7? I'll cook something special." "Sounds perfect," Beulah said. "I'll see you then." Derrick hung up the phone, feeling elated. He spent th
As they drove through the quiet streets, the evening air filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers, Derrick turned to Beulah with a warm smile. "I have a surprise for you, my love," he said, his eyes sparkling with excitement. Beulah's curiosity was piqued. "What is it?" she asked, her voice filled with anticipation. "We're going to visit my grandfather tomorrow," Derrick announced, his eyes shining with enthusiasm. Beulah's eyes widened in surprise. "Your grandfather? I've heard so much about him. I can't wait to meet him!" Derrick chuckled. "I know he'll love you just as much as I do. He's been wanting to meet you for a while now." Beulah's face lit up with a radiant smile. "I'm honored. What's he like?" Derrick's eyes filled with warmth. "He's a kind and wise man, with a heart of gold. He's always been my mentor and guide. I know you two will get along famously." As they pulled up to Beulah's house, Derrick turned to her with a gentle smile. "Get ready for a wonderful d
Derrick's heart raced with excitement and a hint of nervousness as he thought about meeting Beulah's daughter, Sophia. He wanted to make a great first impression, to show her that he was a kind and thoughtful person, someone who genuinely cared about her mother's happiness. He headed to the mall, determined to find the perfect gift. After browsing through several stores, he finally found it - a stunning designer bag that shimmered in the light, its elegance and sophistication sure to impress. He paired it with a beautiful bouquet of flowers, their colors vibrant and bright, symbolizing the joy and love he hoped to bring into Sophia's life. As he made his way to Beulah's house, the bag and flowers in hand, he felt a sense of anticipation building up inside him. What would Sophia be like? Would they click? Would she approve of him? When he arrived at the house, Beulah answered the door with a warm smile. "Hey, Derrick. Sophia's waiting for you in the living room." Derrick took a deep
Derrick's eyes widened in surprise as his ex-wife's family, the Winters, walked into his office. They looked nervous and uncertain, their eyes cast downward in a gesture of humility. "Derrick, we need to talk to you about something," Anna's mother, Mrs. Winters, began, her voice trembling. "We know we haven't always treated you with the respect and kindness you deserved, especially during the divorce." Derrick's expression remained neutral, his mind racing with memories of the past. "What do you want to say?" he asked, his voice calm and measured. Mr. Winters, Anna's father, stepped forward, his eyes filled with remorse. "We were blind to your worth, Derrick. We let our own biases and fears guide our actions, and for that, we are truly sorry." Anna's sister, Emily, spoke up, her voice filled with emotion. "We realize now that we were wrong to doubt you, to question your love and commitment to Anna. You were a good husband, and we should have supported you, not torn you down." Derr