Archer’s gaze softened despite his firm grip on Tangie’s hand. “Are you alright?” He asked, his eyes glinting with affection that Tangie had never seen before.Leaning her head against his shoulder, Tangie confessed that it felt unreal. Despite the relief that washed over her, it still felt completely surreal that her grandfather didn’t do much to stop them.Archer cast a glance at Tangie, and observed the hint of unease on her features. “You can tell me anything,” he pleaded.Tangie shook her head in response, “I’m alright,”but Archer noticed that she kept glancing over her shoulders watching her relatives on the patio.Mr Mathew stood feet apart from the rest of the family. Tangie could already hear their conversations, she was worried about her father, just because he supported her, he was bound to go through backlash from the family. In fact, she could see her mom’s disapproving eyes boring into his soul.“What do you think you’re doing, Mathew?! Stop them!” Mrs Margaret yell
There was a celebration in the Williams mansion as they finally pulled over at the parking garage.Tangie was treated like a true princess.The guards cheered happily for her return, they had all seen Archer overworking for the last few weeks and were afraid that he’d meet his breaking point if he didn’t take a break.As Tangie stepped out of the car, she was greeted by the warmth of the guards’s smiles and the grandeur of the mansion she so missed.A soft smile tugged on the corners of Archer’s lips as he saw Tangie’s excitement to be home.Going closer, he intertwined his fingers with hers as they walked into the house. Tangie paused abruptly, gazing at Archer with admiration and gratitude in her eyes. “Thank you,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the happy chatters outside. Archer squeezed her hand gently, placing a soft kiss on her cheek.Tangie blushed softly, dashing her gaze to the ground as Archer trailed kisses all over her face.“If I knew you we
As dusk gradually covered Utah, the serene streets of the city were flooded by people returning home from their daily activities.Mariah and Tangie were in the living room, watching the Real Housewives, unaware of the brewing scandal that was about to struck.The Sullivans family was one of the oldest families in Keringham, their daughters and sons were born into the responsibility of upholding not just the family’s name, but to uphold the morals and values that the society withheld as tradition.Every household in Keringham looked up to the Sullivans, the standard held by them was one to reckon with but that was all a facade, or at least it looked like a facade, and that facade of love and unity that the Sullivans portrayed outside the castle had been shattered by the video of Tangie Sullivan’s mistreatment by the lord himself.At first, it seemed like a scene from a Cinderella movie that was innocently going round the internet, but as the day progressed, the video of Tangie pale an
The evening had just begun but the day was almost over. Mr Mathew Sullivans did exactly as Lord Sullivan demanded- resign and leave the office to Bernard Sullivan, his second son and Mr Mathew’s younger brother.As he made his way out of the Sullivan’s distribution company, his mind raced with ideas for the next few days of his life. One thing Tangie’s defiance reminded him of was his own dream, his long hidden dream. As a teenager, he had imagined his older self in a farmhouse with his wife and children. Two young girls running around with hens while their mother served dinner at the round wooden table. The scent of freshly baked bread filling the air as they laughed and share d stories of their day. His teenager, a lovechild, one different from the family. Nerdy, very kind and attentive to her younger siblings. He would’ve named her Cassidy, an unusual name for a girl, but that was the name of his first love- the woman he’d be married td.He had tucked that dream away from the da
Settled at the dining table, Mariah had prepared a feast in celebration of Tangie’s return and pregnancy.As taught at Utah Culinary Arts Institute, an excess of delightful dishes lay on the table in silver wares with vibrant garnishing.The main course, a succulent roasted leg of lamb, adorned with rosemary and garlic took the center of the table. Scattered around the table, a full plate of buttery mashed potatoes, Brussels sprouts, and honey-glazed carrots were placed before everyone present.Tangie was amazed at the beauty and the effort Mariah had put into the feast, it was nothing short of a banquet. The aroma of freshly cooked meals wafted through the room, engulfing her like a hug. Perhaps it wasn’t just the food that buttered her heart, perhaps it was the perfect picture of her dad and her husband sitting on the same dining table with her sweet friend, Mariah.Moments like this were all that mattered to her. As her eyes flickered from face to face, Tangie wondered if he was a
Mr Mathew’s lips parted in slight halves while Celestine watched in awe, a sly smirk danced across his face as he acknowledged his move.“Good call,” he chimed, his voice dripping with excitement.“If you’re interested in remaining CEO,” Archer continued, “then I have one sole condition, transfer your shares to Tangie. I’ve already accumulated some shares in her name, whatever you add to her will make her the highest shareholder in the company, hence she can return to work if she wants because basically, she will be the President, according to the rules of the company.”Archer’s voice boomed, lingering in the air as the room went hushed with silence and heavy with anticipation of Mr Mathew’s reply.“Woah” Mr Mathew exhaled, his mind unable to process the fact that Archer was actually rich enough to buy a crumbling seven-figure company. Mr. Mathew nodded his head in acknowledgment. “Alright, but…” “If I hand down all my shares to my daughter, then I have no authority on any seat exc
“What does this mean for us?” Tangie exclaimed, her brows furrowing with concern. “Are you saying that, Big Dot could be any of the Sullivans?”Archer nodded solemnly, “Big Dot could be someone within the Sullivan family or someone married into the Sullivan lineage.” “Like Augustine...” Mr Mathew interjected, his eyes narrowing in thought.“It’s…. well,” he paused, carefully considering his words.“Sir Augustine Dennis, the lord of Leeds, a speaker in the White House married to a Sullivan,”“Aunt May.” Tangie concurred, “it’s a possibility we can’t overlook,”Tangie glanced at Archer, her mind racing with thoughts, “Both Aunt May and Sir Augustine were in the Government and they pretty much do the selections of lords to government.”Unraveling these hidden facts was thrilling as it was scary to her. She’d hate to the idea that her great-aunt was trying to kill her husband.“How much information can gather on these couple?” Archer asked, hoping Mr Mathew would have some insights. “
Game changer, the word that best described the situation Archer found himself.Archer exhaled a deep, long breath. His hands shaky from inexplicable fear.He was going to take Doctor Mason to his home, but as earlier stated, finding a note addressed to him, a note that demanded that he be taken to his home, that changed his plans. He felt like he played into their hands.As they raced through the streets, Archer looked behind him again and again, making certain that he was not being followed.Suddenly, just as they were about to take a left turn to his house, Archer bolted from the back of the ambulance to the driver’s seat.He would not play into their hands.He would not take Doctor Mason to his home. He didn’t know why his address was found in his pocket but, it was sure alarming.“Take a right,” Archer demanded, his identity well-covered by a nose mask.“A right?” The paramedic-driver repeated, “he doesn’t have much time, he needs to be treated.”“Then instead of this address, le