lSeeing Elvis's determination to expose him, Steve cleared his throat and faced him with false bravado. "I don't have to prove anything. Only middle-class men do that," he boasted, trying to assert his dominance over the situation.But Elvis wasn't fazed. With a chuckle, he fired back, "If you really bought that car, you should be proud of it, and have no qualms about producing the receipt."The crowd was on Elvis's side, sensing the unfairness of the situation.Elvis continued, his voice strong and unwavering. "This isn't about wealth, Steve. It's about integrity. If you're claiming ownership of a vehicle that isn't yours, you're nothing more than a fraud."His words echoed through the room, silencing the whispers and chatter among the guests. The air grew thick with anticipation, as everyone waited to see how Steve would respond to Elvis's bold accusation.Steve, visibly flustered, struggled to find a retort that would salvage his reputation. His face reddened, and his words came o
"What could be more precious than the gift I've given?" Steve taunted, his arrogance palpable. Jeremy, however, remained unfazed. With a smile, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a wristwatch, eliciting laughter from the onlookers who couldn't believe that he had presented such a mundane item."You couldn't even afford a proper box for the watch," Mrs. Peters chortled, her amusement apparent.Mrs. Williams, ever quick to defend herself, chimed in with her derisive comment, "Not only is the gift lacking in value but so is the way it's presented. It's clear that Jeremy's ideas are as impoverished as his social standing."She felt a burning rage, having witnessed yet another humiliation at Jeremy's hands. It seemed the young man had an uncanny talent for disrupting their status quo and making fools of the Williams. Mrs. Peters, seizing an opportunity to get a dig in at her rival Mrs. Williams, interjected, "Well, even if the gift might not be the most lavish, at least Jeremy had
"Jeremy! What have you done now?" he demanded, his voice tight with frustration. "Why must you constantly cause embarrassment for our family? This is not the first time you've disgraced us."Avery, fear beginning to grip her heart, turned to her husband, pleading for an explanation. "What's happening, honey? What's going on?""He stole a diamond watch!" Mrs.Peter spat, his eyes flashing with fury. Avery's heart dropped into the pit of her stomach as she watched two police officers approach them, handcuffs at the ready. She could hear Mrs. Peter's mocking laughter, along with the whispered judgment of the onlookers around them. In an instant, the world seemed to have turned against her and her family.Avery couldn't understand how Jeremy could be so calm in the face of such public humiliation. It was as if he didn't care at all about the scandal that was about to unfold. Her heart began to race, unsure of what was happening and why Jeremy seemed unfazed. She never had an idea about th
As Steve was escorted away by the police, Jeremy gently held his wife's hand and silently began to walk away. However, Mrs. Collins swiftly intercepted them. Intimidated by Jeremy, she couldn't ignore the fact that the officers who came for Steve held high ranks, clearly indicating Jeremy's influential ties."Mr. Jeremy," she called out respectfully, her tone a stark contrast from her usual brash behavior.Jeremy turned to face Mrs. Collins, his face stoic and unreadable. Her newfound respect wasn't lost on him, and he intended to use it to his advantage. He waited for her to speak, a calmness exuding from him that seemed to further unnerve her."I... I just wanted to apologize for any misunderstandings," Mrs. Collins stammered, her eyes darting between Jeremy and the departing police officers.Jeremy nodded slowly, accepting her apology with a hint of amusement in his eyes. He was well aware of the power his connections held and the sway they gave him over people like Mrs. Collins, b
After Jeremy and Avery left the restaurant, they went to the hospital to stay with Mia. The following morning, she was discharged, as she had made significant progress with the support of top-notch therapists.On their drive home, Jeremy noticed Avery's subdued demeanor and gently inquired, "What's wrong, babe?"Taking a deep breath, Avery shared her concerns, "I'm not happy about going back to my family's mansion. I think our lives would be better if we moved away from my grandparents and their constant drama."Jeremy nodded understandingly, "We'll move soon, love. It's part of my plan. Once we get Noah's money, we'll find a house far away from them." He wanted to reassure her that he was working towards their shared goal. Jeremy had also planned to be more cautious with his spending around Avery. He knew that if he continued being too extravagant, she might start to doubt his word, since it would be hard to believe that someone would consistently give him such large sums of money as
The Williams family couldn't conceal their dissatisfaction with Jeremy's response. As Jeremy and Avery left, Mr. Williams expressed his thoughts, "I knew he wouldn't agree to give us such an amount. He's always been a greedy man."Mrs. Williams was quick to reassure her husband, "We'll find a way to get our share from him. I'll make sure of it." She was well aware of Avery's soft-hearted nature and how easily she could be manipulated by the sight of her grandparents' distress. Mrs. Williams planned to exploit this vulnerability to her advantage, confident that Jeremy's devotion to Avery would ultimately lead him to give in to their demands.As the Williams family stood outside the mansion, a taxi pulled up, and to their surprise, Mrs. Peters emerged from the vehicle, visibly distraught and tearful. Curiosity mingled with concern as they watched her approach.Mrs. Williams, however, was quick to confront her friend. "What are you doing here?" she demanded, her tone laced with anger, p
Mrs. Peters wasted no time in leaving the Williams mansion, her destination set on the police station where her son, Steve, was being held. However, upon her arrival, she found herself barred from entering the premises."I'm his mother! Why shouldn't I be allowed to see my son?" she argued, her voice tinged with desperation and anger.The officer on duty maintained his composure, delivering a firm yet apologetic response. "I'm following orders, ma'am. We've been instructed to prohibit any visitors until he pays off his debt. The directive came from the CEO of Blue Silver Entertainment himself."Mrs. Peters inhaled deeply, understanding the gravity of their predicament. Jeremy, anticipating Steve's shrewd tendencies, had already taken measures to protect his interests by instructing Jefferson to ensure that Steve's mother was kept away. It was clear to Mrs. Peters that time was of the essence, and she had to find a way to secure her son's release before their precarious situation escal
It's been weeks since the arrest of Noah and the police had bluntly refused to grant him a bail while Jeremy had also refused to talk to his father. Noah's dad, Mr. Freetown was already fed up as his son's arrest was already making him a public ridicule to his business associates and the host of others.That fateful morning, Mr.freetown bounces into Silver bird entertainment company premises with one goal in mind: plead with the New CEO to please pardon his son or allow them to bail him.A few minutes later, he was seated in Jeferson's office, his eyes pleading with sympathy."Mr.Freetown,there's nothing I can do,the order for your son's arrest was from the CEO directly and there's no way I can ask for his release except the CEO permits it," Jeferson said, a note of finality in his voice."please I beg of you. This whole incident has affected my business and social status. I don't mind waiting till whenever your CEO arrives just to plead with him in person," Mr. Freetown said.Jeffers