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Cynthia was fuming, her frustration directed at Zaiden. As soon as they stepped into their home, she turned to him, her voice low but filled with anger. “Why did you have to drag me into this? You knew it would be impossible. You shouldn’t have made mouth about making it happen in a day”.Zaiden leaned on his cane, his expression calm despite her outburst. “Since you have submitted the file to the receptionist, things will work out, Cynthia. Trust me.”“Trust you?” Cynthia scoffed, her voice trembling. “I didn’t submit it, I forgot it, and you think Itt would work out because of some forgotten file."Before Zaiden could respond, Dustin and Fiona entered the living room, smirking as if they had been waiting for the drama to unfold.“Well, well,” Dustin began, leaning casually against the doorway. “By the looks of it, things didn’t go too well, huh?”.Fiona, lounging on the couch, chimed in with a mockingly sweet voice, “Oh, Cynthia, don’t tell me you your blind fiancé fail. he reall
The blind man's chronicle The blind man's suffering
The restaurant hummed with low chatter and the soft clinking of glasses. Across the table, a blind man sat opposite a strikingly beautiful woman, his plate empty from a satisfying meal. "Here, darling," she said with a gentle smile, sliding a pen into his hand. "Just sign at the bottom." He paused, fingertips brushing over the edge of the paper. "What exactly am I signing?". "It’s for... your surgery. I want to help you see again. It breaks my heart to see you like this," she murmured, her smile forced. His hand froze, the pen held tight in his grip. "Liar." Her eyes widened, feigning innocence. "Zaiden, what are you talking about?" Zaiden turned his head in her direction, his face hardening with a fierce intensity. "I know what you’re up to. This isn’t about helping me—it’s something much darker." She stiffened, her gaze narrowing. "How dare you accuse me! After a year together, you think I’d betray you?". "Oh, I know," he replied coldly, his voice laced with a deadly
The blind man's chronicle The blind woman
Zaiden’s face fell as the waitress tapped her foot impatiently. “But I only had a $500 meal,” he protested, his voice strained. She crossed her arms, smirking. “Your ‘wife’—the lady who just left—ordered a lot more, packed it to go. The total is $10,000, and you’re responsible for the bill.” Zaiden shook his head, the frustration evident in his tone. “I don’t have that kind of money. She left me in the dark—i don't know about it". "I don't care, you came together, so you will pay!". People around him started murmuring, some laughing. “What kind of man gets tricked by his own woman?” one man sneered. “Blind beggar can’t even pay for his own meal,” another mocked. "who even allow this man to come in here, I feel like throwing up!". The waitress rolled her eyes. “Look, I don’t care about your sob story. Pay up, or I will call security and you will work here for five months to cover the bill”. Zaiden clenched his jaw, feeling the heat of humiliation rising within him. He
The blind man's chronicle The Blind man's argument
Zaiden stood at the entrance of Paradise Villa, his clothes worn and face weary because it was very stressful getting here, but he held himself with confidence, masking his blindness. He wore black glass and didn't bring his stick. He knocked and stood up straight, and the guard stepped out, sizing him up with a disdainful look at his dirty clothes. “What do you want here?” the guard sneered. “I am here to treat Ms. Cynthia,” Zaiden replied calmly. The guard scoffed. “Do you have an appointment?”. “No. I heard it’s an open offer, available to anyone qualified. I want to help” The guard laughed, crossing his arms. “Look at you—barely dressed for a village fair, and you think you can just waltz in here? Do you even know where you are? people like you can't be here”. Zaiden kept his tone steady. “I’m here to help. Just inform her that someone’s here who might be able to cure her blindness.” “Oh, really?” The guard’s voice dripped with sarcasm. “So you think you, of all peop
The blind man's chronicle Doubting the blind man
The silence broke into an eruption of mocking laughter. “Unbelievable!” one of the family members sneered, “A blind man, here to heal the blind? This has to be a new level of desperation!”. Fiona rolled her eyes, throwing her hands up. “What a waste of time. He’s probably just here to swindle us, like the rest of those frauds!”."If you can treat blindness, then why are you blind!". Mr. Randall asked."it in different cause", Zaiden simply said. Mrs. Hailey glared at the security guard, seething. “God, making excuses and you brought him in here? What kind of fool are you to believe him?”. The guard, flustered, stumbled over his words. “I… I didn’t realize he was blind. But he… he knew things about me. I swear, he’s… there’s something about him—”. Fiona scoffed. “Oh, really? Knew things? Like what". Zaiden took a deep breath, focusing his attention on Fiona. He spoke calmly,. “Like how you did an abortion this morning. you took the Ashlin pill!". Fiona froze, her face dra
The blind man's chronicle Treating the blind woman
Cynthia recoiled, her face twisting in a mixture of disgust and shock as she hugged herself tightly. “You are insane if you think I’m just going to take my clothes off in front of you! This is a sick game—are you some kind of pervert?”. Zaiden remained calm, his voice unwavering. “Miss Cynthia, To truly understand the root of your blindness, I need to observe your body’s reactions. It’s the only way to assess the full extent of your condition.” Cynthia shook her head, her eyes brimming with tears as she tried to regain her composure. “This is absurd… I don’t trust you. How can I? You’re just blind as me, you don't even treat yours” She choked back a sob, clearly on the verge of breaking down. Seeing her distress, Zaiden softened his tone. “I understand your fear, Cynthia. but you have to trust me, take this as an appreciation for saving me". Cynthia frowned, "Save you?". Zaiden took a steadying breath, allowing his words to sink in. “At the restaurant, you paid for my bill a
The blind man's chronicle The awaken legend
"Who are you, what do you mean my lord", Zaiden asked. "it's me. Mr. Tao sir!", The person immediately stated. Zaiden’s heart pounded as he clutched the phone, the realization hitting him hard. “Mr. Tao... you are alive? I thought… I thought you were lost in the attack.” Mr. Tao’s voice crackled with a fierce loyalty and a tinge of sorrow. “Yes, young master. Your father ordered us to escape that night. We were only a thousand then, too weakened and scattered to protect you. But over the years, we have regrouped, rebuilt, and trained. Now, we stand as ten thousand, ready to serve you.” Zaiden, still reeling from the staggering deposit and this unexpected call, felt a whirlwind of emotions. “You all have… been waiting this entire time? And this money—did you send it?”. “Yes, my lord,” Mr. Tao replied. “This is just the beginning. We have managed to gather resources, allies, and support across nations. We are very bigger and control the market now. you should have heard ab
The blind man's chronicle You can't marry Cynthia.
The room fell into a tense silence after Zaiden’s bold declaration. Mr. Randall blinked, then scoffed, a smirk forming as he leaned back in his seat.“You must be joking,” Mr. Randall said, his tone dismissive. “That part of the reward was just to entice people, we don't really mean it. I will give you ten million dollars. It’s more than enough for what you’ve done. So, let’s be reasonable here. Take the money, and let’s keep things… uncomplicated.”Zaiden stood straight, his expression calm but resolute. “I don’t want the money. I want Cynthia.”Mr. Randall’s jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing as he realized Zaiden wasn’t backing down. “Young man, you are being absurd. This is the Randall family we are talking about, not some common household where whims are entertained. Take the ten million, or I will make it fifteen, but you need to forget about marrying Cynthia.”Zaiden didn’t flinch, his voice steady. “Money isn’t my concern, Mr. Randall. I have saved her life as my part, and it’s
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Cynthia was fuming, her frustration directed at Zaiden. As soon as they stepped into their home, she turned to him, her voice low but filled with anger. “Why did you have to drag me into this? You knew it would be impossible. You shouldn’t have made mouth about making it happen in a day”.Zaiden leaned on his cane, his expression calm despite her outburst. “Since you have submitted the file to the receptionist, things will work out, Cynthia. Trust me.”“Trust you?” Cynthia scoffed, her voice trembling. “I didn’t submit it, I forgot it, and you think Itt would work out because of some forgotten file."Before Zaiden could respond, Dustin and Fiona entered the living room, smirking as if they had been waiting for the drama to unfold.“Well, well,” Dustin began, leaning casually against the doorway. “By the looks of it, things didn’t go too well, huh?”.Fiona, lounging on the couch, chimed in with a mockingly sweet voice, “Oh, Cynthia, don’t tell me you your blind fiancé fail. he reall
The wicked old classmate
Crestview Corporation HeadquartersCynthia and Zaiden entered the grand lobby of Crestview Corporation, Cynthia clutched a sleek folder tightly in her hands. She approached the reception desk with Zaiden beside her, his cane tapping softly against the marble floor.The receptionist, a young woman with sharp features and a professional smile, greeted them. “Good morning. How may I assist you?”Cynthia straightened her shoulders and spoke clearly. “I’m Cynthia Randall. I’m here to meet with the manager regarding an investment opportunity.”The receptionist nodded and picked up the phone. “One moment, please.”While waiting, Cynthia glanced at Zaiden, who stood calm and collected, as if he had already figured all of this out.After a brief conversation on the phone, the receptionist turned back to them. “I have made a call, but Ms. Cellinina is currently out of the country for business. However, Mr. Tao, our manager, will meet with you directly since he is also briefly not around. his
The couple's argument
Cynthia paced the room, her frustration palpable. She turned sharply to Zaiden, her voice laced with anger and disbelief. “How could you say that? How could you accept that insane challenge? One day? Are you out of your mind?”. Zaiden sat on the edge of the bed, his expression calm but thoughtful as he rest on his cane. “Because I know you can do it,” he said simply. Cynthia threw her hands up, incredulous. “Stop acting like you know me so well! We have only been together for three days! Three! You know nothing about me, Zaiden. I can’t do this!” Zaiden sighed, standing up and moving closer to her. “Cynthia, you’re underestimating yourself. Just believe in yourself for once.” She scoffed, crossing her arms. “So, all that bluffing of yours in the living room? That was just to tell me to believe in myself? You have no plan, no strategy, nothing? You’re telling me to pull this off on blind faith?” Zaiden looked at her seriously and said it like a joke. “Not entirely. I do have an
The 30% stocks challange
When Zaiden and Cynthia arrived back at Mr. Randall’s estate, Mr. Randall stood at the doorway, his face a mask of forced composure. Mrs. Hailey was seated in the living room, her lips pursed, and Dustin leaned casually against the wall, smirking. Mr. Randall cleared his throat. “Zaiden,” he began, his voice cold but measured. “You have proven yourself useful tonight, but don’t mistake that for acceptance. The only reason you’re not being thrown out at this moment is because of your connection to Mr. Vincenzo. However, you’ll be accepted here partially. You are beneficial in your own way, but don’t overstep your boundaries. This is still my house.” Zaiden nodded. Cynthia clenched her fists but said nothing. Mr. Randall turned to Cynthia, his tone sharp. “Now, as for you, Cynthia, your work as the sales and PR manager will begin tomorrow. In two days, I expect you to find a way to increase our stock value by at least 30%.” Cynthia’s eyes widened. “What? Increase the stock by 30
Mr. vincenzo's son.
Fiona’s face turned red as the woman from Goshop online store stepped closer, holding out her hand. “Ma’am, please remove the necklace. It belongs to Ms. Cynthia,” she said firmly.Fiona hesitated, clinging to the necklace as murmurs spread through the crowd. She could feel their stares."So, she is wearing something that isn't hers.""it doesn't fit her!. look at her!!". Finally, with shaking hands, she unclasped the necklace and handed it over.The woman smiled politely and turned to Cynthia. “Ms. Cynthia, we sincerely apologize for the misunderstanding and inconvenience. This necklace was specially designed for you and mistakenly delivered elsewhere. Please accept it.”The room fell silent as the necklace was placed back on Cynthia’s neck. The brilliance of the moonblue stones sparkled under the lights, catching everyone’s attention.Another staff member handed Fiona the $10,000 necklace. “This was the one meant for you,” she said without much emotion.The crowd erupted into quiet
The necklace real owner
The atmosphere in the room shifted dramatically as everyone’s attention stayed fixed on Zaiden. They are all treating him with respect. "Wow, Don... treating him with respect. " "Who the heck is he!. let us go and get close to him," another person said. Everyone was talking to him with polite while some were even trying to talk to him. “What makes you so close to Don?” Mr. Randall asked, his voice tinged with both intrigue and suspicion. Zaiden was about to respond when Dustin sneered, arms crossed, and a sly grin creeping onto his face. “What do you all think?” he said loudly, ensuring everyone could hear. “I’m sure they are using Zaiden for drug transportation and just protecting their means. That’s the only explanation.” A ripple of murmurs spread through the crowd, the tension growing palpable. Zaiden scoffed, his voice calm but cutting. “That’s absurd,” he said simply. Dustin, emboldened by the crowd’s growing curiosity, pressed further. “Then explain it,” he deman
Don's explanation.
All eyes turned to Mr. Randall, who stiffened at the mention of Mr. Don, the infamous leader of the Spearhead Gang.Mr. Randall’s frown deepened, his voice tinged with apprehension as he turned to Zaiden. “You didn’t cause any trouble, did you?” he asked sharply. “Because there’s no other reason for a man like Don to show up here.”Before Zaiden could respond, Collins stepped forward, a smug grin on his face. “Relax, everyone. He’s here because of me.”The room erupted in murmurs of disbelief, but Collins ignored them, puffing out his chest with pride. “I made a call to him. Mr. Don is here to honor us with his presence. ,”.Mr. Randall’s stern expression softened into approval. “Impressive, Collins. To command the attention of someone as powerful as Mr. Don—” He turned to Cynthia with a grin. “This only proves what I’ve been saying. Collins is the perfect choice for a son-in-law. No one else compares.”Dustin chimed in, his arms crossed and a sly smile playing on his lips. “He’s righ
Mr. Quint knee!.
The room fell into stunned silence as Mr. Quint, a man known for his unyielding pride and authority, dropped to his knees before Zaiden. Murmurs of disbelief rippled through the crowd. “How could Mr. Quint kneel for someone like him?” someone whispered. “This blind man must be more powerful than we thought,” another murmured. Zaiden’s voice cut through the shock, calm and steady. “You shouldn’t be the one kneeling,” he said firmly, his blind eyes fixed ahead. “You didn’t commit the offense.” Mr. Quint, visibly shaken, rose to his feet. His face was a mixture of fear and anger as he turned to his son, Lee. “Now kneel!” he bellowed, his voice like thunder. Lee froze, his bravado instantly replaced by terror. “Father, no—” “I said KNEEL!” Mr. Quint roared. Lee's anger spiked, his pride shattered. "He’s nothing! A nobody! A lowlife who—" Mr. Quint's face darkened. His hand shot up, silencing Lee with a single motion. "Lowlife?" His tone turned icy. "Lee, let me make this cr
Mr. Quint, the Assemblyman
Cynthia’s voice trembled as she stepped closer to Zaiden, her expression a mix of fear and frustration. “Why are you being so stubborn, Zaiden?” she whispered, her tone pleading. “I don’t want to have problems with the Quint family. You don’t know what they’re capable of!”.Zaiden’s jaw tightened, “He assaulted and molested you, Cynthia,” he said, his voice low and firm. “It would be improper for me, as your husband, to apologize for his disgusting actions. What about him? Where is his apology?”.Cynthia’s lips parted as if to protest, but the words caught in her throat. She glanced at the crowd, now buzzing with fear and unease, before turning back to Zaiden. “Zaiden,” she whispered again, her voice breaking, “I just don’t want you to get hurt. Please, let this go.”Zaiden’s tone softened, but his resolve remained unshaken. “You don’t have to worry. I’m not afraid of them.”Master Lee sneered, clapping his hands mockingly. “Enough of this romance gimmick. If this blind fool can’t be
