Novels by Juliet_Omuadona

Gina’s POV “How often do you host these family gatherings?” I asked Roland as we stepped out of the house towards the garage. “Twice or three times a year,” he answered with a faint smile. I shook my head, wondering why they would go through such meaningless gatherings. I could tell that there was competition and hidden war everywhere. Zack had a proud look when he introduced his fiancée. It was like he was marrying her family background instead of the woman. “Should I have the driver send your car back?” Roland asked. I suddenly realized that I got a car as a welcoming gift. This wealthy family, they really acted differently. “Of course not, let’s use my car and your driver can take yours,” I said. If not that I did not want to look too eager, I would have taken it out for a spin immediately. “Okay,” Roland agreed. He comfortably walked over to the driver’s seat and opened the door for me. “Thank you,” I said as I got inside. Then he walked around, and I started the car.

Roland's POVGina had been so worried about meeting my family again. I knew it was because of Grandfather's warning the last time. I was also worried because I was not sure why Grandfather would ask her to join, but I acted calm, not wanting to scare her.Fortunately, my family welcomed her well, although Grandfather's brother's side of the family tried to stir trouble but failed.I left Gina alone to speak with my father. When I returned to the room, I met Gina lying on the bed, lost in thought."A penny for your thoughts!" I asked.Gina snapped out of it and looked at me. "The middle-aged woman and lady from earlier, who are they?" she asked. Her voice was filled with concern."Well, that is my dad's cousin's second wife and daughter," I replied.Gina blinked, clearly confused."My great-grandfather had two sons, my grandfather and his brother. The two were not born by the same mother. It was an arranged marriage. I heard my great-grandfather did not like his wife and kept a mistres

Gina’s POVThe room fell quiet.The words were light, but the meaning behind them was not.My fingers tightened slightly. So because I was not from a prominent family, it meant I could not get gifts with my own money.“If I were using the Williams family’s money,” I said gently, “then I suppose the gifts would have been much more expensive,” I said.The cousin rolled her eyes. “Yes, for us this might not be expensive, but what about you?” the cousin said, she did not hide the disdain in her voice.“Every product GL sells goes for thousands of dollars. You got Grand Aunt a complete set of skincare products, and another for Aunt-in-law. The wine for Granduncle is not cheap either; it should cost at least a million, not to talk of Uncle’s limited-edition wristwatch. Indeed, it is not worth much for a member of the Williams family, but for you? I hear you are only a small-time assistant. Don’t tell me you used your life savings to buy these things…” she dragged out her last words.She mad

Gina’s POV“Why did you replace Uncle as CEO?” I asked my mother the moment we were back in the car. She had gone against Uncle, but she did not put herself in the position. I really couldn’t tell what she was playing at.“Your uncle has been using company money for personal needs. The only way to cut him off was to let him leave the CEO’s position. Actually, I would have preferred to send him out of the company entirely, but I do not want to have a fight to the death with him,” Mum paused and looked at me seriously.“You must learn to show mercy to others when you can, but remember they would never return that favor,” Mum said.I looked at her, a bit lost for a moment. I thought the saying was to be ruthless to your enemies because they would not show you mercy. Why does Mum show mercy, even when she knows she might not get the same in return?I did not understand it.Mum laughed, then she gently patted my head. “You are all grown up, so I should tell you something,” Mum said, her to

Narrator Gabriel drove home in anger. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white. His mind replayed everything that had happened in the boardroom. Grace’s calm voice. The shocked faces. The moment the power slipped from his hands. CEO… to CFO. The words burned in his chest. By the time he got home, his anger had only grown. He stepped out of the car and slammed the door hard enough to echo through the compound. Without waiting, he walked straight into the house. The door opened. Winter had just returned from shopping. Two maids were carrying colorful and bright shopping bags upstairs, a contrast to the storm on Gabriel’s face. She paused. Surprised. “Honey? You’re home early—” She barely had time to finish her sentence before she hurried forward, a soft smile on her face. “You’re back early today. I was just about to—” Gabriel pushed her hand away. His strength was so much that she nearly fell to the floor. “All you know how to do is s

Grace’s POV I stood up and walked to the front of the room. Without rushing, I connected the screen and brought up the slides from the previous report. “I believe we should look at this again,” I said calmly. The room grew quiet. I moved to the first chart and pointed at the numbers. “These collaborations brought in the highest profit this quarter,” I said. “And they were all handled by Caleb.” I switched to the next slide. “These ones,” I continued, “were managed by Gabriel.” There was a clear difference. Lower returns. Poor growth. Some of them were barely making profit. Murmurs spread across the table. I did not stop; I showed a few more slides. “So, based on performance alone,” I said, “Caleb is more suitable to lead the company.” One of the directors frowned and raised his hand. “That may be true,” he said, “but the company’s biggest client, The Cole, is managed by Gabriel.” I nodded slightly. “I expected that question.” I changed the slide