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Unexpected Trillionaire. I will find you, if it's the last time I do.
"Well, whoever that actually sent Kyla must be someone that really doesn't want you and Sandra Douglas to be together.""From the list I have here…I can really say Lady Karen Douglas made the first list, followed by Mrs Mary and Mr Robert."John Paul said, his voice laced with precision.Staring at John Paul, Alex Waynee asked, "Are you really serious about having a list with you."His voice barely above whispers as he walked over to Eric Raymond and watched his hand."Just pretend you saw a list." John Paul said, smiling gleefully.The face of Alex Waynee's was cold and impassive."We really don't have time for these jokes."His voice was laced with authority.Walking towards the window, Alex Waynee's thoughts went on rampage.'What if John Paul is right about my supposed in-laws, I mean the way Mr Robert and Mrs Mary have been acting neutral…I really think they might be up to no good.''Even though Lady Karen Douglas is our main suspect.'He walked back to John Paul who was still wo
Unexpected Trillionaire. This is impossible.
There it was, the Douglas Empire, standing tall as a testament to the grandeur of late Lord Douglas.The building was a beauty to behold, the sun setting behind it in a fiery display of crimson and gold, casting elongated shadows that danced across the intricate carvings adorning its facade. Each architectural detail seemed to whisper tales of a bygone era, the soaring arches whispered of triumphs, while the ornate pillars hummed with the echoes of long-forgotten conversations held within their embrace.As the evening descended, the windows glowed like scattered jewels, offering a glimpse into the opulence and splendor held within the Douglas Empire's walls."And that is how we build businesses together...we strive by helping others grow....thank you."The voice of Lady Karen Douglas was subtle as she just finished a speech for her staff inside of the main event center of Douglas Empire.Looking behind her she saw Donald Douglas, her favorite pacing after her.Noticing the rate at wh
Unexpected Trillionaire. You can't be serious.
"So tell me why exactly do you love this Alex Waynee of a guy?""I mean no offense but he is poor, wretched and doesn't even dress well."Iris Douglas voice was laced with mockery and scandal as she spoke ill of Alex Waynee.Sandra Douglas hasn't yet recovered from the incident with Alex Waynee and Kyla.The questions from Iris Douglas only added more fuel to the furnace of anger that had enveloped her completely."Sandra!""I'm asking you a question, speak to me."Iris Douglas's voice was laced with disdain, each syllable dripping with condescension as she pressed Sandra for an answer. It cut through the air like a bitter wind, carrying with it the weight of societal expectations and the rigid boundaries of class distinction. "I really don't know, but I just love him, after Janet rejected him under the influence of grandma...I just felt that I should stick with him... especially after what Edward Hinnberg did to me."Sandra's voice was barely above whispers, her eyes widened as she
Unexpected Trillionaire. Shut the front door!
Turning around, Sandra Douglas's face was etched with a mixture of trepidation and anxiety.Her gaze fell on Iris Douglas who started laughing gleefully at her.Taking a deep breath of relief, Sandra Douglas asked in bewilderment. "Why the sudden change in your behavior towards me?"Sandra Douglas asked Iris Douglas, who shuddered backwards, her face etched with a mixture of concern and anxiety."But it's the truth, You and your husband, Donald Douglas, have only despised me and Alex Waynee since we got together."Sandra's voice was barely above whispers as she glared at Iris Douglas who had her face etched with a mixture of emotions.Iris Douglas stood there speechless and transfixed.Suddenly, the situation seems to be suspended in time, a palpable tension thickening the air between them. Iris Douglas stood there, her silence pregnant with unspoken words, her eyes darting between Sandra's accusing gaze and the weight of her own emotions.In that charged moment, the years of strain
Unexpected Trillionaire. I will never forgive you!
Upon reaching home, Sandra peeped through the window to see if anyone was home."Shit! Alex Waynee is home.""This isn't good at all.""How am I going to face him now that the truth is out?""This is really bad…I really wished I hadn't broken up with him earlier…I should have waited for confirmation before I made my decision.""And speaking of which, where has that blackmailer, Kyla, been since yesterday?"Sandra Douglas muttered to herself, her face etched with a tumultuous blend of anxiety and regret.Her brow furrowed with the weight of her thoughts, each line on her face a map of conflicting emotions.The realization of her hasty actions lingered heavily, regret casting a shadow over her features. Her eyes darted nervously from the window to the door, contemplating the imminent confrontation with Alex, the man she had unknowingly pushed away with a rash decision.A sigh escaped her lips, laden with the weight of her predicament. The absence of Kyla, the mysterious blackmailer, o
Unexpected Trillionaire. Impossible dream.
"Well go on, pick the call.""It might be someone important, you can never tell."Alex Waynee said as if he was sure of the person who was calling Sandra Douglas.Staring askance at Alex Waynee, Sandra Douglas asked, "Are you sure I should answer it?"Her voice was laced with trepidation and concern."Yes answer it, but before you do that, let's step inside the house first."Alex Waynee said as he opened the door for Sandra Douglas to enter inside."Hello…who is on the line?"Sandra Douglas asked, her face etched with bewilderment as silence enveloped the whole room.The silence hung heavy, pregnant with anticipation, as if the very air held its breath in suspense. Sandra's voice trailed off into the receiver, echoing into the void of the unknown caller's identity. The pause seemed to stretch on, each passing second intensifying the mystery and the faintest tinge of unease.Suddenly, a crackle broke the stillness, a static-filled voice stuttered through the line, barely audible at f
Unexpected Trillionaire. The end.
"Alex!""Where are you?" The voice of Mrs Mary was vehement."I'm right here in the kitchen."Alex Waynee said, his voice barely above whispers.He was doing the dishes, he immediately rushed towards the room where Mrs Mary's voice was coming from."Alex, I know I promised my daughter that I would never bully you or insult you."Mrs Mary asked, her voice was barely above whispers and inquisitive.Staring askance at Mrs Mary, Alex Waynee replied, "Yes you did."His voice was laced with a mixture of concern and anxiety."Good…but you realize I was only joking right?" She said as she stared at the wall clock."I really don't understand what you mean by that?" Alex Waynee answered, his voice laced with trepidation.The situation was feeling tense, like a storm brewing on the horizon. Mrs. Mary's expression seemed inscrutable, caught between seriousness and a hint of something else. The air itself seemed to hold its breath, waiting for her next words to unravel the mystery of her intenti
Unexpected Trillionaire. I doubt you!
Staring at the kidnappers, Alex Waynee tried to articulate the whole issue."One moment Mrs Mary is sending me on a death walk to the supermarket under the storm, moments later, I'm being kidnapped by some weirdos."His thoughts raced as he struggled to untie himself at the back of the car."Why are you guys doing this?"Alex Waynee asked, his voice laced with a mixture of trepidation and anxiety.He was met by silence as the two men didn't even spare him a glance."Who sent you to carry out this outrageous act…whatever he or she is paying you, I will double it."His voice was laced with trepidation.To his bewilderment the two weirdos didn't as a thing.The moving car enveloped Alex Waynee in an eerie silence, the only audible sound the muted hum of the engine and the occasional creak as it navigated the uneven road. Darkness shrouded the interior, broken sporadically by the passing glow of streetlights that flickered through the windows. His wrists strained against the rough ropes
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