Opening the mahogany wooden door, ris met by the impassive face of Donald Douglas.His countenance wasn't bright and encouraging as though he was a portrait drained of its vibrant colors, replaced instead by a somber shades of gray.His eyes usually filled with warmth laughter, now mirrored solemnity of a stormy sky, void of their usual sparkle.The line etched on his face told a silent story of worry and burden, a stark contrast to the usual jovial line formed by laughter and joy.Iris felt a pang in her chest, seeing that the person loved so much cloaked in an unusual shroud of solemnity.Gazing into her eyes, Donald Douglas noticed she had been crying.His eyebrows furrowed in bewilderment as he closed the door and asked, "Iris your eyes are red, have you been crying since you came back from work?" His voice laced with concern and care for his wife.The room was silent with Iris staring at him as though she was caught in a whirlwind of emotions, her thoughts swirling like dry leave
"Yes I had to file for the the divorce as my grandmother Lady Karen Douglas had advised." Donald Douglas voice was barely above whispers as he plopped into his seat, his gaze was askance at Iris Douglas who had her face etched in bewilderment."I really don't understand…how could you do this to me, after all we have been through…after everything I have done for you…you still decided to treat me like this." Her voice was laced with anger and disbelief.She threw herself to the ground, sobbing like a tempest, her anguish echoing through the room like crashing waves against a stormy shore.Each sob seemed to carry the weight of s thousand shattered dreams.The pain in her heart was a symphony of the heartbreak and betrayals that reverberates off the wall.As she curled into herself it was as if the very fabric of her world was unraveling, leaving her stranded in a tempest of emotions, lost amidst the wreckage of a once promising love."Sandra please don't take this the hard way…this is
Still at the hospital, the door opens widely to reveal a different doctor."Good day!" I'm here to run some tests, the doctor who was dressed to perfection from his head to toe spoke out loudly, causing Iris Douglas to shudder in trepidation."Sure! go ahead doctor," the cold voice of Lady Karen Douglas broke out.The doctor walks over to Iris with a tray of injections and drugs."Relax, it wouldn't hurt a bit." The doctor's voice was barely above whispers as he proceeded giving way for lady Karen Douglas and Donald to continue their silent talks.Gazing askance at Lady Karen Douglas, Donald Douglas said," Grandma, we can't send her away…I really love her, even though the Hanes cooperation has gone bankrupt, my love for her would never die, not today, not ever." Donald's voice was barely above whispers and laced with a mix of concern and fear.As he whispered, he was mindful of the words he used so as not to get the great matriarch, Lady Karen Douglas angry.Staring askance at him, La
As soon as the car of lady Karen Douglas. and Donald Douglas sped off from the parking lot.Sandra Douglas immediately closes her window, she had been staring at them from the window of her luxury office.Plopping into her plush leather seat, her thoughts raced as she stared at the widely open door.'After all Lady Karen Douglas and her grandson, Donald Douglas, did to me, why should I help them secure a job at my company, Elvis Global Empire…Just why should I do that?' As she stood up abruptly from her plush leather seat, her mind was filled with conflicting emotions. On one hand, there lingered the bitter residue of past grievances, a collage of betrayals and hurt that had etched itself into her memory. The thought of extending a helping hand to those who had caused her so much pain felt like a betrayal of her own principles.Yet, amidst the storm of resentment, a glimmer of something else emerged—a sense of responsibility, an echo of the values instilled in her by her parents Mr
The sky is clear, the stars are twinkling high above the sky."Goodnight grandma!" Donald Douglas voice was barely above whispers as he retired to his bedroom."Sleep well, Donald." The voice of lady Karen Douglas is barely above whispers as she retired to her room.Sanking inside her bed, she sat and her thoughts went raced.'I have to find a way, a good workable plan that I will use to break that poor pest called Alex Waynee away from the most important asset I have now, my granddaughter, Sandra Douglas, the acting CEO of Elvis Global Empire.' Her thoughts raced as if she was orchestrating a complex symphony in her mind. Lady Karen Douglas knew that separating Alex Waynee from her granddaughter would require finesse and meticulous planning. As she lay in the darkness, the soft glow of the moon filtering through the curtains, her mind danced through strategies and schemes.Images flashed before her eyes like scenes from a suspenseful movie. She pondered alliances to forge, strings
"Grandma! I don't need any maid…what is a young lady like me doing with a maid? Her voice was vehement.She stared askance at her parents, Mr Robert and Mrs Mary who took side with Lady Karen Douglas."I think your grandmother has a point, with Kyla now staying with us we will finally get rid of Alex Waynee, I mean the only reason we are keeping him is because of usefulness in chores and errands.'' Mrs Mary said, her voice was laced with disdain."C'mon Sandra, you should be thanking your grandmother for being so generous." Mr Robert said, his voice barely above whispers.Staring at them all, Sandra Douglas ran into her room and closed the door behind her muffling their heated discussion. Inside her room, the silence was a sharp contrast to the chaos of conflicting opinions echoing through the house. She leaned against the door, feeling the weight of their words pressing against her.The room, adorned with vibrant posters and soft fairy lights, had always been her sanctuary, but tod
Reaching the last bus stop of Bluestone, Alex Waynee raced towards Molly's Cafeteria in a bid not be late for work.He didn't want any issues with Mr Chung for now.The Molly's Cafeteria stood as a center of attraction to workers, the doors are always opening revealing customers buying coffee of any type from cappuccino to what have you.The Molly's Cafeteria was a bustling hub of activity, its vibrant aura drawing in a stream of customers from the moment its doors swung open each morning. Nestled in the heart of Bluestone, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, enticing passersby and regulars alike.The exterior boasted large glass windows adorned with handwritten chalkboard menus showcasing an array of caffeinated delights—espressos, lattes, macchiatos, and a multitude of flavors that tempted even the most discerning coffee aficionados.Inside, the atmosphere was a harmonious blend of chatter and the comforting hum of the espresso machines. The décor exuded a r
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