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A couple of moments later, Molly sat on the same bench Ava was seating on. She had both hands locked together in a really anxious state. She had no idea Ava was truly powerful. All the times she saw her on the news, she felt she was just showing off and perhaps would still be the shitty person from five years ago. But reality hit her in the face. “Damn you, Molly!!!” Jasper growled at her. “You ruined my career.” Molly looked up at him with tears in her eyes. “You can't blame me for this.” “You knew who she was!! Why did you keep quiet? You could have told me she is Ava Woods. Who messes with the chairwoman of Avalon corp?” He cocked his head. “I'm so screwed right now.” Molly kept mute. There was nothing to say in her defense. She brought this upon them. To crown it all, she just made one of their companies to hit rock bottom. It went bankrupt in a split second. Everything happened so fast. Her world was spinning and she had a furious dad to face at home. “You know what?” Jasper

Later that day, when evening had come, Ava concluded a business meeting in a top hotel. She was really exhausted and needed to get herself some rest. But then, there was no way she would just leave. There was a dinner party scheduled to kick off in a matter of minutes. It was a way of sealing a good business deal. She decided to take a stroll within the hotel premises while she waited for the event to start. Meanwhile, Molly, Ryan's younger sister was in a flashy Lamborghini with her boyfriend, Jasper, a music artist who had come to perform there at the dinner night. They were driving to the parking area when Molly caught sight of Ava walking alone in the premises. When the car came to a stop, she quickly jumped out. She felt on top of the world because in her mind, she came from a powerful family and was dating a popular musician in the country. “Hey, baby girl,” Jasper said to her in cheeky tone. “We should head in at once.” Molly stroked his cheek and chuckled loudly. “Not so

His anger was immediately swept away. All that was left was the sense of curiosity to know what was behind Arnold. Something about him always seemed off to him. But beyond that, his sense of jealousy was driving him to know more about the man Ava used to replace him. Was he worth it? “Sir, are you listening to me?” The lady asked him. “Yes, yes,” he replied and sat down. His secretary drew closer and dropped a file on his table. It seemed to contain a great deal of documents. It was without a doubt that the lady had done a lot of work. “I was able to gather a few information about him. It is all complicated. But this should be of help for the time being.”Ryan was without words. He opened the file. It contained a lot. “Oh my goodness. For how long have you been digging into this case?” “Since the last time he came around, sir.” Ryan nodded his head, a way of commending her efforts. “You have done well,” he said. “I Will call you back later. At the moment, I have to deal with

The next morning, Ava was ready for work. But it was a surprise to her that the kids had not come to greet her. She called Gladys to her room. “Good morning, ma'am,” Gladys greeted her. “Good morning, Gladys,” Ava responded while fixing her earrings by the mirror. “How are my kids? I haven't heard from them this morning.” Gladys smiled. “Oh. That. They are set for school. At the moment, they are playing with your husband.” Ava paused and turned to her. “What? With who?” “Your husband, ma'am. Mr Arnold is with them right now.” “Oh. Okay. You may leave.” When Gladys left, Ava stopped what she was doing and thought about it for a while. Arnold was already trying to prove her wrong. But then, he always had a good relationship with her kids. After a while, she knocked it off and got up. It was a workday and business had to be taken care of. She was wearing a black shirt and orange pants. A pair of gold earrings and matching black high heels gave the right look. When she got downst

It was bedtime for the kids. Ava was done telling them stories and was set to make them sleep. But then, the kids had something on their minds. “Okay, pumpkins,” Ava said with a smile on her face, “you should catch some sleep right now. Okay?” She crept out the bed and covered them properly. “Okay, mommy,” they responded together. Ava drew closer and pecked both of them on their foreheads. Then, she reached out to turn off the light from the bed switch. “Mom, wait,” Adrian said, interrupting her action. She looked at him. She could tell when the kids had something to talk about. Two of them definitely wanted to say something. “Mmm. I know that look. What do you want to talk about now? Can't it wait till you wake up in the morning?” The little ones shook their heads. “No, mom.” Adrian said. “It has to be now,” Adrianna supported her brother. Ava knew better than to deny those young ones the attention they were craving. If she did, they would definitely go to bed in a sad moo

Later that day, when it was evening, Ryan was in a pub sipping a glass of wine. Erik walked in and went straight to him. “Good evening, man,” Erik said. “Sorry I took some time.” “I've been here for the past twenty minutes,” Ryan replied. “What were you doing the whole time?” Erik sat down. “I already apologized. I just had to deal with something that came up.” They ordered extra bottles to serve their time there. While they drank, Erik brought up the topic for discussion. “What did you say happened back there in Brazil? I was definitely not expecting to see you here.” Ryan heaved a sigh and dropped his glass. A little flash of what had ensued the previous day came running through his mind. “Erik, those kids are mine,” he said. Erik was confused for a minute. He had no idea what Ryan was talking about. “Those kids,” Erik said. “I don't think I understand what you are trying to say.” Ryan gulped at his drink and dropped it again. “I mean Ava's kids. They are definitely mine.

The foul stench from Mike drove the entire family out of the room, leaving only their mother behind. Ms Eleanor was paralyzed by the words and boldness of her daughter, Anabelle. “What… Did you just say?” The elderly woman asked. A grin formed on the face of Annabelle. She got closer to Mike and tucked her arm around his own. Then, she said, “Mom, this is my man.” Ms Eleanor shut her eyes. Age was fighting back the urge to react crazily. Mike didn't help matters. He took a few steps forward and went on his knees. Then, he bowed his head to the floor. “I will be a good son-in-law to you,” he said cheaply. When Ms Eleanor opened her eyes, fire could be seen in her. Without hesitation, she launched a demanding slap on the cheek of Mike. “Ah!” Mike groaned and held his cheek firmly. “Annabelle, I want this riff raff out of my home at this moment. And if you insist on going ahead with this madness, I will strip you of your rights in the company.” Before Annabelle could prot

The meeting room of the family was situated in a secluded area of the mansion. Not secluded as in the real sense of it . However, this part of the mansion was not close to any major rooms . Though, it still had a couple of workers and security people around it. In the room, a very large round table sat firmly in the center of the room. Eleven chairs were set around it. The Elliot's family had five children ; three male folks and two female folks. James , being the first , was followed by Lucy and two other men, Brian and Theo, both married , before one would think of counting Annabelle, who happened to be the second daughter and last child of the household. Everyone was already married except Annabelle. They were all present with their spouses excluding two people. Annabelle was yet to arrive . Their mom too was yet to be there. " Hmmm, " Lucy exhaled tiredly , frustration already creeping out of her face." I can't believe this woman , " Tracy muttered beside her husband, James.

"You really mean all of this happened two days ago," Jenny said , throwing a glance at her friend, Annabelle. Annabelle sighed and steered right. They were in her car , headed to a restaurant to have some time to refresh. "Why would I lie about it? Or have I not mentioned this time without numbers? ""No, you have. But come on, it is just extreme this time around. That son of a bitch is already biting more than he can chew. It is high time you addressed this matter squarely. ""Squarely? " Annabelle giggled. "By squarely, what might you mean ? ""Take the matter to court, " Jenny said, her face tightening into a frown. "Take it to court? I don't think you are making any sense. Come on, Jenny. Doing that will only hamper the business that my father labored so hard to build . I don't think I want to take such measures. ""I just feel like going out there to strangle that bastard , " Jenny cursed . Annabelle glanced at her and grinned. She was grateful for Jenny. The lady had to be t

Annabelle was left alone in her room. She could not bring herself to believe her family was actually trying to push her into marriage, a marriage she would forbid even in her dreams. Jake was the only son of a very wealthy family . His father , Mr Clifford, was the chairman of a powerful group in the society, the Ford group of companies. One would easily think he was the owner of the electricals and electronics company that went by the trade name Ford. Being the only son of such a highly respected power broker, everyone tried to get on his good side, including Annabelle's family. James, she knew , was doing everything possible to get on the good side of Jake to boost his hopes of taking over the family business. The Royal Ark group of companies was founded by their father long before his passing. A group once a part of the top five had dropped to top ten. Pushing Annabelle to Jake would definitely be a pretty way to secure their grounds in the market once again. "Damn it! " Annabel

" Mom, I will do no such thing!" Annabelle's voice resounded through the car as they came to a halt. Even before the engines could be turned off , she had stormed out of the car, slamming the door very terribly behind her. " Have you gone crazy or something? "Ms Eleanor's voice queried from the car. " You definitely have lost your freaking mind!"Annabelle walked briskly , fuming greatly with every step she took , towards the main building, the big mansion. " Annabelle, I'm talking to you!!" Ms Eleanor shouted. " Are you nuts?!"" Oh yes, mom! Maybe I am nuts!"She walked into the house and let out a very heavy sigh of frustration. " Welcome, ma'am, " One of the maids said , walking up to her. " Do you need something to cool off? "" Hell yeah! Get me a cold bottle of water. It has to be very cold. I obviously need to cool off. Just get me a bottle of cold water right away. "The maid walked away . " Damn it!" She cursed under her breath. " What the hell is all this madness?"" M

Mike cringed at the rising intensity of the scorching sun. Tiny drops of sweat had formed over his forehead. Grabbing his bowl , he scurried to a car to get some shade. Being a beggar was one hell of a task ! " Hey!" A man's voice yelled at him. On turning, he could see a couple walking out of the mini - mart by the roadside. They were walking towards him. No! They were walking to their own car. " What the heck are you doing around my car? Huh? " The man said , a sense of mockery etched over his tone. " Sorry, " Mike said softly, tracing his steps away from the car. " I was looking for shade." " You are a damned beggar, " his wife said daringly. " Instead of loitering about this car, go ahead and beg!" The man chuckled loudly, " I guess you need a few bucks. You should have asked right away. " Mike felt his heart sink. His eyes revealed nothing in particular. He stood there like the hopeless beggar he was. " Here you go, " The man said to him, slipping a few notes out of h

The atmosphere of the entire room changed from the normal way it used to be with a little trace of anxiety to one that had a load of it. In fact, it was not just that it had a load of anxiety but that there was a visible sign of excitement that could be seen both on the faces and in the manner the men now moved their bodies. What was she expecting? Trevor Holt was a big name . Not everyone would get the opportunity to see him in person let alone meet with him. Tracy was visibly perplexed. " What do you mean by that? " She asked Fiona. " How can he be coming to this place?" " I have no idea why it is so," Fiona replied. "But he's a few minutes away from us." " Shut him off," she said coldly . " What is that supposed to mean?" A board member queried . " Prepare to welcome him," another chipped in. " If truly all you have said about him having a hand in everything that is happening is true, then we will have to confirm it by ourselves." Tracy, though was the president of the

An hour was wrapping up like it was just a mat. It was a very urgent situation and required urgent action. Tracy was already on the move. However, she knew she had not finished in time. What was one expecting? She was a woman. People do say men are the ones who don't need that much time to get themselves ready to head out. Well, Tracy would agree to that . She always felt good dressing up. Though not to take the whole time in the world to do that, she still felt like a queen staring at her elegance right through the mirror. " Can we go faster? " She muttered to herself. It was a statement rather directed to her car than to herself. " No way. We obviously can't. Those damned cops will have something on me." She let out a sigh and continued steering, increasing and decreasing the speed at intervals. It was almost an hour. She was close to the office, not close enough, though, when she got stuck in a traffic jam. " What the hell is this? " She said frustratingly, slamming he

After the meeting with Greg Knox, who was the supposed Trevor Holt , Tracy Hall could not bring herself any sort of peace of comfort . From the moment she got back home from the previous night, she had been worried to the very core of it. Marry me. The very words of Greg came alive again in her head. It has always returned over and over again since she had heard him. ” Son of a bitch . ” She muttered to herself while still fiddling with her duvet. She had been literally awake the whole night . Apart from the fact that she was worried and thought a lot about what Greg had said to her, she equally had her whole focus on how she would be able to say the position of the group in the market. Right on her study desk situated just a couple of feet away from her bed, her system positioned itself like a sort of watchdog that had no enemies to ward off. Though, it was not the case here. This watchdog definitely had enemies to ward off. However, it seemed as though the watchdog had been

The next day had come as quickly as could not be imagined by Tracy. The level of anxiety over her had risen to a level where she too was very concerned about it. The group was under serious strain and could end up pulling apart , eventually. From the previous day till this very moment, her phone had not rested at all . Though she had set up a meeting with the board, there was a great doubt if she would be able to uphold that meeting. Just the previous day, she was at the hospital with her father and heard to her surprise that the Holy Empire was a resurrected Knox incorporation. Knox incorporations? The name Gregory Knox was one she would never forget in a jiffy . Greg was his classmate back then in school . He was the notorious one in the class. Everyone in the school knew him to be the casanova . However, it was more terrible to even conceive in his heart that he could add Tracy to one of his lists if conquests. Well, unfortunately for him, Tracy was not any of the casual ladies

In less than twenty minutes since Tracy got the news, she was already about five minutes away from the first class hospital where her father , James Hall, was being taken care of. It made no sense. Why would her father be in the hospital? Damn it. When she saw him the previous day, the man was in perfect health. So, it was very odd for him to be in the hospital by now. In their family, it was a sort of custom for everyone to get medical check-ups at very good intervals . It had been so from the time she was little. As a matter of fact, her father had had his check-up just the previous week and his health had been said to be very fine. Or could it be that the doctor had lied to them? Could he have made a mistake ? Perhaps, her father might have had a health challenge without letting any of his family members know. There were just the three of them. Her father and mother in addition to her. There was definitely no one else . Driving with one hand, she scrolled through her phone

Tracy Hall lay in the comforting hands of her enormous bed. Well, not her bed particularly but it was hers in the meantime. She was lodged in the hotel the previous evening by the anchors of the conference she was expected to speak in. It was already a few minutes past mid-afternoon but she was still soundly asleep. What would one expect? Through the night she had been busy surfing from one file to the other both the soft copies and the hard copies that her secretary had dropped for her. In addition to her official duties ,she spent quality time trying to scale through what she was supposed to talk on. The conference was actually hosted by a certain foundation that was built to encourage entrepreneurial advances in the minds of the younger people. And she had been called on specifically because in the eyes of the populace, she was a very good example to look upon. At the age of twenty-eight , she was already a successful person , though entirely successful as most of the success s