Avery's brow furrowed with a mixture of confusion and concern as she spoke into the receiver. "Who is this?" she asked, her voice tinged with suspicion.The feminine voice on the other end responded, her words hinting at familiarity. "I'm an old friend of Jeremy's," she said, the hint of a smile seemingly audible in her voice."What's your name?" Avery asked, her voice tinged with skepticism. She knew Jeremy had no friend, let alone any female friends, so this unexpected call had caught her off guard.On the other end of the line, Edith Cowan replied without hesitation. "I'm Edith Cowan," she said, the sound of her own amusement evident in her voice. "And I know what you're thinking: what does this Edith Cowan want with me? But don't worry, I'm not here to cause trouble."With a breath of what seemed to be genuine laughter, Edith continued, "I'm calling because I want to meet with you. You see, I have some information that I believe you'd be interested in."Avery's mind raced, trying
Jeremy cast a worried glance at Avery across the dinner table, his instincts telling him something was amiss. Avery, usually the picture of cheerfulness, seemed distant and preoccupied, her gaze focused on the plate in front of her. Jeremy knew his wife well. She was not one to wear her emotions on her sleeve, preferring to keep her feelings hidden beneath a mask of positivity. And yet, something about her countenance that evening had him on edge. After finishing their meal in near silence, Jeremy cleared his throat, determined to break the ice. "Is everything okay?" he asked, his voice gentle but firm. "You seem distracted tonight." Avery quickly composed herself, her lips twisting into a forced smile. "Oh, it's nothing," she lied, her voice light but strained. "I think I'm just a bit stressed from the day's activities." She avoided Jeremy's gaze, knowing all too well that her husband's piercing eyes could read her like a book. He could always tell when she was lying, and she cou
At precisely 10 am, Avery pulled her car into the parking lot, her heart full of anticipation. she couldn't help but wonder if she was making a terrible mistake. With the poise and grace of a seasoned executive, Avery stepped out of her car, the clack of her heels echoing across the parking lot. Before she could take more than a few steps, a perky waitress appeared, beaming with excitement. "Good day, Mrs. Avery," the waitress chirped, her eyes shining with admiration. "This way to Miss Cowan's table, please." Avery raised a brow, curiosity and a touch of skepticism flickering in her eyes. "How did you know it was me?" she asked, her tone polite but quizzical. "Oh, who wouldn't know the famous Mrs. Avery?" the waitress exclaimed, clearly thrilled to be in the presence of such a successful and influential woman. "I'm a huge fan. I mean, a female CEO? That's pretty impressive." Avery couldn't help but smile, her face softening slightly at the waitress's enthusiasm. "Thank you," she
Avery let out another harsh laugh, her eyes hard as they darted from Edith to her son, then back to Edith. "You do realize the implications of this, should it turn out to be false?" she asked, her tone dripping with skepticism.Edith, her face now contorting into a mask of tears, replied in a voice that shook with emotion. "Why would you think I'd lie about something as serious as this?" she asked, her eyes welling up with tears. "Why should I deny my son the right to know who his father is?Avery took a long, deep breath, her mind spinning as she considered Edith's responses. She could see the carefully planned display of emotion, the well-rehearsed lines, and yet there was still a small part of her that wondered if it could all be true."If this is true, then why did you choose to tell me and not Jeremy himself?" Avery asked, her tone still laced with skepticism. "And why did you wait twelve years before showing up again?"Edith's expression hardened as she tried to maintain her com
As soon as they stepped into the living room, Edith's grandfather, Mr. Cowan, was waiting, eager for news. "So, how did it go?" he asked, his voice laced with curiosity.Edith, the strain of the day's charade evident on her face, sank into a nearby couch with a sigh. "She's dumber than I thought," she said, reaching for a face wipe to remove the carefully applied makeup that had made her appear so pitiful to Avery.Mr. Cowan, though curious about the outcome of Edith's meeting with Avery, remained quiet as he watched his granddaughter carefully. His eyes, keen and observant, took in every detail of her demeanor."Are you alright, my dear?" he asked, his voice thick with concern. "What happened?"Edith took a deep breath, steadying herself as she recounted the events of the day. "It went as planned," she said, her eyes averted.Mr. Cowan listened intently, his expression growing increasingly grave as Edith continued. "But," she hesitated, a frown creasing her brow, "Avery wants a DNA t
Jeremy's mind was filled with the thought of finally meeting his father. the man who had abandoned him and his mother all those years ago. The anger and resentment he felt at the thought of being in the same room as the man who had caused them so much pain threatened to consume him, but he knew that he couldn't back out now. His mother had raised him to be a man of his word, and he couldn't dishonor her memory by breaking his promise.As he turned his gaze towards Avery, peacefully asleep beside him, Jeremy felt a surge of determination in his heart. In the dim light of the room, her features were soft and gentle, reminding him of all that he held dear."I'll do anything for you and Mia," he whispered. He leaned down and brushed a tender kiss against her cheek before climbing into bed beside her, allowing sleep to envelop him.Throughout the night, Jeremy suffered from haunting nightmares that replayed the heartbreaking events surrounding his mother's death. In his dreams, he recall
Edith's frustration mounted as her calls to Avery went unanswered. "She's ignoring me!" she exclaimed, her voice laden with irritation as she tapped the 'call' button for the umpteenth time. "Perhaps she's near Jeremy and doesn't want him overhearing your conversation." Mr Cowan said."That better be the case, because we are yet to get enough money from her," Edith said as she dialed Avery's number again and fortunately Avery picked up."Isn't it a bit early for such disturbances?" Avery questioned, her tone echoing the annoyance that had been building within her since Edith's previous calls.Edith let out a barely audible sigh, then seamlessly shifted gears, adopting a tremulous and tearful voice. "I'm so sorry, Mrs. Avery, I wouldn't have called if it weren't so urgent. My son's health has deteriorated, and the doctor won't treat him until we pay more. Please, help me."As Avery listened to Edith's tearful plea, a faint smile played on her lips, but it was not one of compassion or
With a deep breath, Jeremy stepped into Blue Silver resort, one of the Nathaniel family's most successful enterprises.He had chosen this location with care, preferring the discreet opulence of the resort to the prying eyes of the public. Mr blue Nathaniel was a well known billionaire before his retirement.As Jeremy walked into the resort, he noticed the big always populated resort was empty. Indeed, the emptiness of the place only means that, Mr. Blue Nathaniel, a man accustomed to absolute control, had arranged for their meeting to take place in a haven of solitude, a place where not even a stray breeze dared interrupt their conversation.As he moved deeper into the resort, Jeremy was greeted by a voice both crisp and professional, "Welcome, young master." The woman motioned towards a private Inn.Jeremy emotions was a turbulent sea of pain, anger, and hate. The mere thought of seeing his father, the man who had caused him so much anguish, stirred these emotions into a tempestuous