"Mr Mark! Speak up." Alex Waynee's voice was laced with a mixture of trepidation and anxiety.He wasn't expecting any call from Mr Mark at the moment, not to talk of a distress call at the moment."Why hasn't he said anything yet?"Eric Raymond asked, his voice clearly laced with anger."I really don't know Eric…I really don't know." Alex Waynee's voice was barely above whispers.Just then Mr Mark finally spoke out, "Lord Wayne, I saw what Lady Karen Douglas just said about you on international television." His voice was laced with anger."Tell me about it." Alex Waynee said sarcastically."Lord Wayne, I'm really pissed right now…like who the heck does she think she is?"Alex Waynee kept silent, putting the phone on the table, him and Eric Raymond listened to Mr.Mark speak.His voice was laced with a mixture of concern and anger."Is someone else there with you, Lord Wayne?" Alex Waynee asked, his voice barely above whispers."Um…yes, Eric Raymond is here with me."Alex Waynee replied
Waking up moments later, Alex Waynee stared at the lady in front of him, his eyes were blurry.As he tried to sit up on the bed, he fell right back into the bed.Finally his blurry eyes opened, to his bewilderment, Kyla was just dressing up."What happened here?"Alex Waynee's voice is slightly above Whispers, yet laced with trepidation.A mixture of anxiety and confusion fell upon him immediately."This cannot be… I mean what really happened here?" His voice was now laced with a mixture of anger and frustration.Standing up abruptly, he fell back into the bed, the effect of the drug was still evident in his body system."Why are you doing this to me?…I thought we had become friends." Alex Waynee said, his voice laced with trepidation.The room was silent, the situation was intense as Kyla stared at him, whilst struggling in the bed.Pacing around the room, she opened Sandra's Wardrobe and tried on her Prada luxury shoes."Oh this looks really nice, don't you think so Alex Waynee?"
Alex Waynee is sitting down on the floor.The sound of what Sandra Douglas just said is reverberating through his mind like a wolf on rampage."Sandra, you really have to believe me…Kyla is lying."Alex Waynee's voice was laced with a mixture of trepidation and remorse.Staring at Alex Waynee immediately, Sandra Douglas shook her head and walked away from the room.Alex Waynee stared at her through the window as she drove the car off to her office.Turning in anger, Alex Waynee's gaze fell on Kyla."Have you seen what you have caused…you have ruined my relationship."Alex Waynee's voice was barely above whispers, to his surprise Kyla was still shedding tears as she ran off immediately."Kyla!""Kyla!"Alex Waynee screamed at the top of his voice, Kyla didn't answer as she ran out the door.The door wobbled, mirroring Alex Waynee's shattered emotions. He collapsed onto the floor, the weight of the moment crashing over him like a relentless tide against unyielding cliffs.His breaths c
"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
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
"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
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
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