Alyne took a deep breath, clearly relieved as she decided not to leave just because Caspian told her to. In a state of panic, she glanced around, looking for a different option. Turning towards Caspian, she leaned in, her voice barely audible as she inquired, "Hey Caspian, can I ask you something? Is Jenna your girlfriend?" Caspian nodded, his brow furrowed in curiosity and confusion. "Why ask that? Is disrespect okay just because you don't knows if she's my girlfriend?" His voice carried a subtle hint of frustration. "Wait, you weren't married, right? And why do both of you have to criticize me? I'm just trying to look good in our own eyes. Honestly, I did bring a long vest. I took it off upon entering, thinking nobody was home except you," Alyne explained, feeling utterly embarrassed. Relief washed over Alyne as she exhaled deeply, retrieving her vest from her bag. Her words held a combination of gentleness and simmering anger. "But you never mentioned having a girlfriend," she s
It was almost afternoon when Caspian arrived home at his villa. In a rush, he tried to open the door but found it locked. He was shocked that Jenna, who he expected to be home, had not arrived.Today was the day he planned to visit his parents and introduce Jenna to them. With a sense of unease, Caspian walked into the dimly lit living room. Using his phone’s smart app, he turned on the chandelier, lighting up the room. He dropped his briefcase and checked his phone. "Babe, where are you? You were supposed to be home by now. Hope no problem?" he typed quickly.As he was about to put the phone down, a loud ding signaled Jenna's response: "I went to shop, I will be back in a few minutes."Reading the message, Caspian heaved a sigh of relief. He put away his briefcase in his home office and went to his bedroom to rest.Thirty minutes later, Caspian's phone buzzed with another message from Jenna announcing her arrival. He sprang to his feet and hurried to the door, eager to welcome her i
It was almost afternoon when Caspian arrived home at his villa. In a rush, he tried to open the door but found it locked. He was shocked that Jenna, who he expected to be home, had not arrived. Today was the day he planned to visit his parents and introduce Jenna to them. With a sense of unease, Caspian walked into the dimly lit living room. Using his phone’s smart app, he turned on the chandelier, lighting up the room. He dropped his briefcase and checked his phone. "Babe, where are you? You were supposed to be home by now. Hope no problem?" he typed quickly. As he was about to put the phone down, a loud ding signaled Jenna's response: "I went to shop, I will be back in a few minutes." Reading the message, Caspian heaved a sigh of relief. He put away his briefcase in his home office and went to his bedroom to rest. Thirty minutes later, Caspian's phone buzzed with another message from Jenna announcing her arrival. He sprang to his feet and hurried to the door, eager to welcome
In Elmbridge city, despite his academic qualifications in engineering, Caspian juggled part-time roles at Luxor Hotel as a cleaner and as a delivery driver. With precision, Caspian walked into Mr. Blanc's office to claim his annual bonus. "Good afternoon, sir. I've come to collect my annual allowances," Caspian greeted. Mr. Blanc reciprocated, "How are you today?" Caspian responded, "I'm doing well, sir." Mr. Blanc extended an invitation to sit and enjoy a Glenmorangie Signet drink. "Please, take a seat. Would you like something to drink?" As they engaged in conversation, another gentleman entered, and Mr. Blanc handed him an envelope. Mr. Blanc explained, "The bonus is approved, but there are no funds right now. Come back later this week." Caspian's anger flared, sparking an argument. "The guy who just left received an envelope. How is there no money?" Mr. Blanc's voice turned threatening. "Put an end to this nonsense in my office, or I'll get you outta here." Caspian lost h
Overwhelmed, he could hardly breathe, questioning his presence in the house.With caution, Caspian opened the door. He found Amelia, his mother-in-law, and a few guests on a Bohemian-style couch. Spotting Diana's bag nearby, he deduced that she was at home.“We need you to cook for Lady Sinclair’s 80th birthday," Amelia explained.Caspian didn’t respond at first but looked skeptical before he asked, “Where will the event be held?”“Don’t worry about that, just do what I asked, okay?” Amelia replied, her head limply on the couch.Caspian apologized, “Sorry, ma’am. By the way, where is Diana….”Amelia interrupted him, saying, “Excuse me! Why are you asking about her? You’re daring me with such a foolish question.”“It’s alright, ma–”Quietly, Caspian entered the hallway that led to Diana's bedroom. He consistently heard moans of pleasure as he approached the door. His heart sank as the scent of sex polluted the atmosphere.Caspian peeked through a tiny opening in the door hinge and saw
A sigh of exasperation escaped Caspian as he glanced at the divorce agreement, his shock clear."Yes," she replied firmly, causing a deep ache in his heart."Is this how you plan to repay me, despite the vows we exchanged during our marriage?" Caspian asserted.His shattered heart and bewildered mind wrestled with the pain inflicted by the person he had once been obsessed with. Deep down, he suspected that Arthur had tainted Diana's perception of him.Diana, with determination in her voice, addressed Caspian, "Here are the divorce papers. I'm ready to proceed with the process. Can you review and sign the agreement now?""Kidding?" Caspian's body jolted with shock."No," she replied bluntly.Caspian's eyes welled up with tears as he slowly picked up the pen, struggling to accept the way everything was unraveling due to overwhelming emotions.She snorted, smirked, and demanded, "Just do it now!"Before even touching the document, his tears had already dampened it. First, Caspian signed,
"Y-yeah, I'm doing just fine. But my parents are dead, and... I never knew myself to be the Master." Caspian's jaws dropped in astonishment, his words shaking. "You got lucky. Your parents had been looking for you to become the next heir to the family," the lady said sympathetically before looking at him from head to toe. "Are you sure I'm the person you are looking at?" Caspian narrowed his eyes. She nodded, "Exactly!" "Your dad, Gerald, is still alive," she admitted, trying to convince him. Caspian blinked, at a loss for words. "I think that might just be his phantom," he replied. "Gerald Williams, in his septuagenarian age, is one of the most influential and flirty billionaires that controls the world economy." "The business subsidiaries he owns cover a wide range of industries, such as oil and energy, the Internet, entertainment and tourism, logistics, luxuries, manufacturing, real estate, and finance. His assets exceed a mind-boggling $5 trillion, with a net worth of over h
Caspian whispered urgently to Lady Ciara, "Gotta keep my identity hidden. Nobody should know who I'm."Gasping for breath, he rushed to Lady Ciara. "Miss, please cancel the party. It's crucial that my identity remains a secret. Our conversations should be just between us, alright?"Lady Ciara's jaw dropped, her face flushed, as she seemed to search the ground for something.Reassuringly, Lady Ciara said, "Don't worry, my team and I can ensure your safety. I'm not afraid of any adversaries, Master."Caspian hissed softly under his breath."Listen up! Just follow my lead. I don't mind being heavily guarded. I'm not a child, and you might not understand my intentions," he declared passionately."Understood."Lady Ciara waved her hand dismissively. "See you later, Master.""I'll be visiting my dad as well," Caspian announced."Alright, it's fine. These are Nox and Scorpion; they're here to protect you," she said as Nox and Scorpion bowed to Caspian.Caspian questioned, "Do I really need a