At Sandra's.'Alex! Guess got invited to appear on Louis magazine…this lady." Sandra Douglas said in exhilaration as she flaunts her ticket to Alex Waynee's face."That's great news." Alex Waynee said as he wiped the dust off his shoes."Alex Waynee you have to come with me, I can't receive the Louis award with my man or husband." Her voice was barely above whispers as she pleaded with him.Staring at her in askance, he said, "I don't like going for such events but I will because of you my beautiful CEO." His voice was laced with concern and care.Immediately they dressed and left for the venue of the Louis award.The venue was well glamoured with soft music, luxury cars littered everywhere, everyone one looking opulent.The chandeliers were doing a great job illuminating the expanse of the grand ballroom, casting shimmering reflections off the crystal-adorned walls. Each step deeper into the venue revealed a spectacle of extravagance—plush velvet curtains cascading from lofty ceilin
Pacing around, Sandra Douglas couldn't believe what happened as her thoughts raced to Sandra Douglas, her heart pounding in disbelief, stood frozen in a whirlwind of emotions.The room, once aglow with celebration, felt suddenly suffocating, each pulse of applause echoing hollow in the wake of Mr. Louis's shocking retraction.Her mind raced like a storm, a torrent of thoughts colliding within her. Anger flickered like sparks in her eyes, momentarily overshadowed by the sheer disbelief at the injustice unfolding before her.She couldn't fathom the audacity of the situation—a recognition earned, cherished, then callously snatched away on the whim of a misplaced glance.The air crackled with tension as Sandra's breaths came in shallow gasps, her fists clenching in frustration. The room's opulence now seemed gaudy, the applause a mockery of the honor she had briefly held in her hands.Mr. Louis's words lingered in the air like a bitter aftertaste, ringing in her ears with a haunting reson
Staring askance at the window, Alex Waynee shuddered in shock.Standing before him was lady Karen Douglas and Donald Douglas, they seemed to be shouting at Alex Waynee but the sound proof glass was there to muffle the sound of their voices.Stepping out of the car he shutted the door immediately behind him immediately in a bid to keep Sandra Douglas safe and free from the brewing tempest."You little bastard.""You are an animal, you see what you have caused, you just ruined the public image of my precious granddaughter." Lady Karen Douglas words were laced with anger, each tore at his soul like a thousand Spartan arrows laced with Scorpion venom.Staring at him intently, Lady Karen Douglas ran towards him with the umbrella she had, but Donald Douglas immediately restrained her."Just leave my granddaughter's life alone…she has gotten a maid…let her be." The voice of Lady Karen Douglas was still laced with venom.Moments later…Alex Waynee is driving Sandra Douglas home, who was still
"Who is that calling you, Alex Waynee" Sandra Douglas asked. Her face etched with curiosity."It's no one important." Alex Waynee lied, trying hard not to make any eye contact with her."Well if it's no one important as you claim, prove it to me by picking up the call right here and right." Sandra Douglas voice is laced with a mix of curiosity and anxiety.Alex Waynee stared at her in bewilderment, immediately the implications of him picking up the call and exposing his Secret of being both the mystery CEO of Elvis Global Empire and the mystery rich fellow hung in the air.The air crackled with tension as Alex hesitated, caught between the pressing call from Eric Raymond and the delicate balance of secrecy he'd maintained. His mind raced, weighing the consequences of revealing his closely guarded identity.Sandra's gaze bore into him, a mix of curiosity and a hint of suspicion flickering in her eyes. The fleeting moment stretched into an eternity, the silence between them pregnant wit
"Alex Waynee, Last night Young Belmar was kidnapped in the mansion." Eric Raymond's voice finally broke the suspense.His voice laced with trepidation.Alex Waynee's heart skipped a beat, as the phone almost fell off from his shoulder."What!" His scream caused Sandra Douglas to shudder in trepidation."Alex Waynee! What is going on?... what are you hiding?" Sandra Douglas asked, she was already getting anxious from the whole thing happening inside the car seemed suspended in time, the revelation hanging heavy in the air like an impending storm. Sandra's voice echoed with urgency and concern, her eyes fixed on Alex Waynee, demanding answers.In that moment, everything stood still for Alex. The weight of the situation crashed upon him like a tidal wave. His carefully guarded life, the layers of secrecy he'd built, threatened to unravel in an instant."Sandra can you trust me this once…it's nothing of much just a little issue the Molly's Cafeteria, where I work." His voice laced with
Standing before the car were Sandra's parents, Mr Robert and Mrs Mary, they hadn't slept since they returned from the event where Mr Louis had embarrassed their daughter. Their faces were etched in anger and frustration.Pacing around the house was Mrs Mary, her heart throbbing fast as she walked over and over the freshly mowed lawn in front of the apartment.One could really see the frustration and pain etched across Mrs. Mary's usually serene face. Her steps were jagged, a stark contrast to the usual grace in her movements. Each pace mirrored the racing beat of her heart, echoing the turmoil within her.Meanwhile, Mr. Robert stood rigid, his usually genial countenance transformed into a mask of steely resolve, jaw clenched tight in anger.The weight of the night's events bore down on him, etching lines of tension upon his brow.Together, they formed a tableau of parental anguish, their shared worry for Sandra weaving an unspoken narrative of protectiveness and concern.The air aro
The next day was Saturday, Alex Waynee and Sandra Douglas woke in a hotel room.Opening his eyes, Alex Waynee was met an opulent chandelier hanging above his head.The chandeliers light shimmered across the luxury room like a celestial dance, casting intricate patterns of radiance that pirouetted across every surface.The chandelier's crystals refracted the light into a thousand miniature rainbows, each fragment painting the room in a kaleidoscope of colours. It was as though the sun itself had descended from the heavens to weave a tapestry of brilliance, illuminating the room with a splendor that felt almost otherworldly. Every corner, every piece of furniture, every delicate ornament basked in this ethereal glow, turning the space into a sanctuary of opulence and grace.Standing up abruptly from the bed, Alex Waynee stared askance at Sandra, who was lying just by his side.Staring at her, he thought,'Does it mean that we slept on this bed?' His thoughts raced as he stared askance
Staring askance at Alex Waynee, Sandra Douglas said," Alex Waynee I don't really like guessing things." Her voice was barely above whispers but laced emotions.Alex Waynee walked up to her,"Have you been crying?...What is wrong with you?" His voice was barely above whispers.He stared with emotions at Sandra's tear-streaked face, her eyes shimmering with unshed emotions that threatened to spill over at any moment.His concern deepened as he noticed the faint tremble in her voice, a delicate quiver that betrayed the turmoil within her. With a gentle touch, he brushed away a tear that clung to her cheek, his gaze softening as he searched her eyes for answers, his own reflecting a mixture of empathy and worry."It's really nothing Alex, I just remembered everything that happened yesternight and I just couldn't hold back my emotions." She said as she placed her head his perfectly chiseled chest.Patting her gently on her back, Alex Waynees said,"It's Okay…everything will get better somed