"Connor, my friend, finally you are here!"With an enthusiastic greeting announcing his arrival, Connor Lawrence, who was freshly released on bail, approached Andrew with a sense of gratitude mixed with loyalty. He was ready to trade his own soul to satan in return for this bail, and while his own father had betrayed him, Anthony was the only pillar of support in his life.He didn't know how he was going to pay off this debt or express his gratitude, but he still tried to use his words to convey it. "Anthony, I owe you. Getting me out of that legal mess regarding that murder… it was no small feat. I'm here to show my appreciation for your support."Anthony leaned back, assessing Connor with a calculated gaze with a lazy smile on his lips. "Appreciation, you say? As far as I know, you have always been one for reciprocity, Connor. What do you have in mind?"Connor's eyes gleamed with a malevolent spark. "Mark Wright! The person who's been a thorn in our sides for too long. I'm ready
Sylvia had been frozen for a moment after hearing Andrew's voice, but on the other hand, Robert quickly concealed the transaction, a smooth smile on his face. "Andrew, my boy! Of course, join us! We were just discussing some exciting upcoming projects."As Andrew settled into the conversation, more drinks were brought to the table and the exchange continued, masked beneath layers of corporate small talk. However, the air held a subtle tension – a silent understanding that many dark secrets were lurking beneath the superficial friendship. Sylvia, glancing at Robert with a careful nod, subtly redirected the conversation toward more innocuous topics. "Andrew, have you seen the latest production plans? Robert and I, we were just talking about how we can achieve a more seamless collaboration between marketing and production so that our resources can be put to the best use."Andrew, eager to contribute, leaned in. "That's fantastic. Grandmother always emphasizes the importance of synerg
Mariella was already waiting for Mark to leave the house. She knew how easy it was to manipulate Cassie when her husband was not around her.And this was the perfectly right time to remind her of the debts she owed to the Holmes family, and specifically, she herself.After all, she had raised the girl to be manipulated by herself, at every turn, every moment of her life.Otherwise, why would she raise a completely unwanted child, if not to turn her into a personal cash cow?! That's why, as soon as Mark's car left the mansion, she headed towards Cassie's room. Seeing that the door was locked, she purposefully registered three persistent knocks on it, knowing that she had never done this even once in her entire life.The whole game was to make her feel bad, insecure and insensitive at once, while showing her how she was fortunate enough to get a grandmother like her.Otherwise, an unwanted, orphaned girl like her would have been left somewhere in the cold hard world to decay like a de
Violet sank into the plush chair in her room, her fingers tracing the edges of the mysterious envelope that held the reality of Cassie's life, which probably, she was also unaware of.The gentle shades of the dressing room lights created a pleasant ambience, highlighting the gravity of the revelations within her grasp. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for the journey that she had to take ahead.Clutched tightly in her hands were the damning pieces of evidence— the photographs, documents, and a letter— that hinted at a truth she was reluctant to accept, even after she had gone through all of them thrice.The weight of the unknown bore down on her shoulders, and the soft glow of the lights played on her face, casting shadows that mirrored the conflict within her heart.As Violet contemplated the next steps, the door creaked open, and her co- star George entered, his eyes immediately drawn to Violet's troubled expression. "Violet, what's going on? You look like you've seen a gh
Mariella stood up from her place after she was assured that she had successfully planted the seed of misunderstanding in Cassie's mind.Even though Cassie was struggling to believe the accuracy of her words on the surface, the tiny seedling of doubt had already germinated in her brain, and was ready to grow into a healthy plant in some hours, while the tree would also grow in some days.In any case, the apple of misunderstanding would always be the most poisonous apple of the world.Thinking this, she spoke her last sentence like she was placing the last nail on the coffin. "Cassie! My sweetheart, grandma just wants you to live happily and in the luxurious manner you are habituated to, since your childhood.If not for you, I would have grown old while living under any conditions God wants me to…"With a sigh, she got up from the chair and pretended to walk towards the door."Now, I think I should leave you alone; after all, it is almost time for your breakfast, and I have already del
"Miss Cynthia, please have a seat."After offering a seat to Cynthia, Mark turned to his personal assistant, who had also accompanied them. He ordered in a soft note;"Ask for my usual coffee and something nice for dessert, along with whatever Miss Cynthia wants to eat. After that, I want complete privacy here. Got it?"Cynthia was on cloud nine, no matter how hard she was trying to believe that she was sitting in front of the CEO of the company she works for and he himself was ordering coffee and dessert for her.This scene has forced her to leave reality and walk into the fiction that her head was currently waving for her.But the voice from the waiter pulled her out as they placed an extremely expensive menu in front of her, from which half of the dishes she had never even heard of.She pointed out the most familiar and turned her attention towards Mark and for the purpose they were here for.Because if she is able to save her neck from going to jail in the case of fraud she has ne
Mariella Holmes had never expected to hear this news at this time, out of the all possible probabilities of events she had calculated.She might have accepted the existence of this child as well, just like she had accepted Cassie in her household… if only it would have been revealed, before everything had descended into the mess they were all standing in.Then, maybe, she might even have been able to spin this pregnancy to her own benefit. But the news was so shocking for her, that for a moment, she almost forgot that she was supposed to respond and started cursing the planning of time and her own destiny in her mind. And why shouldn't she? As a result of this, she might be required to put some extra effort to separate the two of them. And now, she had started to understand the one eighty degree flip in Cassie's behavior, and also from where all this confidence was coming to her.Despite her reservations, she found her gaze shifting towards Cassie as the news of her pregnancy wash
In the dimly lit confines of Robert's office, where shadows whispered conspiracies and ambitions held under- the- table meetings, Sylvia leaned in with an air of calculated curiosity. The scent of betrayal for their own colleague lingered in the air, as they debated and refined the intricate details of their plan.They knew very clearly that if they wanted to save their neck, they would have to drag somebody else's neck under the guillotine and they had the good look of finding two at once! Now, there was just one complication- Sylvia was not sure how Robert was going to achieve success in this plan.After her heart had been submerged through and through in the flood of uncertainty of the plan, she finally asked. "I understand that we have found someone to put the blame on, but Robert… don't you think we don't have much time for it?"Robert mused, his voice a low murmur that resonated within deceit and trickery. "Executing this plan demands precision and subtlety. So don't worry a