"Thank you, attorney," Veronica beamed with a smile.
Finally, some good news. The court approved the transfer of ownership of the White Bay Resort to her name.
"The lawyers from the other camp have already been instructed to draft the transfer papers. Whenever you're ready, we will meet Sterling Industries and sign the papers," he continued.
"Do you think that can happen later today?" Her excitement was welling up. She couldn't wait to see Greg's face when she took the multi-million dollar resort from his family.
"I'm afraid not, Miss Morgan," he declined. "Things like this take up to two days. They need to check and cross-check. We also need our lawyers to examine the papers before we sign them. In case they decide to play dirty or leave loopholes, we need to spot them."
"Okay," she gave in. The last thing she wanted was for the Sterlings to gain back the control she was taking from them. If caution took years, so be it. She had enough time on her side.
"I guess I'll wait for the lawyers. The resort isn't going anywhere," she compromised with a small sigh at the end.
He had given her the important update, Veronica stood up and reached for his hand. "Alright attorney. Thank you for everything."
"My pleasure, Miss Morgan," he shook her hand.
More pleasantries were exchanged before she and her assistant left the restaurant where she met with her attorney.
"You know, I was looking forward to meeting those frauds," she remarked. Evie held her bag as they walked across the garage, moving to their car.
"But ma'am, the lawyers need to finish up with the drafts."
"I know," she dragged her hands down her face. "But I'm impatient."
"Veronica!"
Lazily, she turned her head. That voice irritated her nonetheless. "What now?"
Greg was approaching them with a bitter frown etched on his face.
"Veronica, we need to talk," he said as soon as he reached them.
"Mr Sterling," her mouth wired up, creating a mocking expression, "I do not believe we have anything to talk about."
"Yes we do," he insisted. It was obvious from his demeanor that he was angry.
"My family is about to lose an important property because of your greed," he pointed an accusatory finger at her. She found him pathetic.
"Mr Sterling," she interrupted, "during our previous conversation, you called me a bitch. Your mother also called me a grasping whore who clung to people for the wealth I can get from them. Yet, it's your family that tried to rob me," she stated calmly, without taking her eyes off him.
"Not to mention, you almost created a scandal that would've cost me my reputation.
"Don't you think I deserve more than an old resort?" With an evil look evident in her eyes, she croaked.
Greg was speechless as he stared back at her. "You whore," he broke out in a whisper.
Veronica chuckled. "Not yet, Greg. I still have things to collect from your family-"
Her sentence hung mid-way as Greg grabbed her hand, twisting it painfully.
"No you don't," he gritted. "You will return all that you have taken from us. Veronica, I will take it back with extra."
"This proves who the greedy one is among us. Greg, your family is a gang of thieves," her teeth ground against each other.
"You," he squeezed hard until there was the sound of something cracking.
"Let go of her," Evie pushed him away. Veronica rubbed her injured wrist as she glared at him.
I'll make you pay, I swear," he vowed. Fuming, Greg stormed away.
"Ma'am," Evie held her. "Do I get first aid? The joint might swell."
"No," she shook her head. Instead, she directed her assistant to make a call to someone.
"Hello, ma'am?"" Release the video."
The next morning, the news was all over the television. With satisfaction, Veronica watched the broadcast.
"Within ten hours, with alternate intervals, three sex tapes have been released from an anonymous source. Netizens are left shocked as the videos feature Greg Sterling, heir to the Sterling empire with various women…."
The newscaster went on to talk about the reactions those videos were getting and how massive the hate was spreading.
With a smile, she switched to another channel. It featured the impacts of the released sex tapes on Sterling Industries.
Smugly satisfied, she made a call.
"Drop two more later tonight. The one where he drugged those women. I want Greg's name everywhere."
Already, she was thinking of ways to get those shares in Sterling Industries. They would never sell it to her if they knew she wanted to buy them.
Gregory's escapades with different women were the perfect opportunity to get what she wanted. She was forcing them into a corner where they had to do as she wanted.
Back then, when Greg first approached her, wearing a playful smirk and throwing light flirty jokes, she knew better than to trust him. Thank God she trusted their instincts.
Over time, his family's ego grew with him. They wanted to hurt her but her vigilant self caught them.
Her plan was simple. Greg's scandal would send his company into a state of forced bankruptcy. When that happened, no one would want to associate with them. That was when she would sweep in like a hero.
Desperation would force the Sterlings into selling their shares to her.
Before they hurt her, she will hurt them first.
The night was young with an extravagant atmosphere. Many luxury cars filled the parking lot of the San Diego Hotel. Bright lights shone through the night, adding to the luxurious ambiance of tonight's event.Geared up with their cameras, many reporters and journalists flocked into the venue in the hopes of getting news that'd make the headlines. The guards struggled to keep them at bay.Some minutes past eight p.m., a sleek Maybach pulled up to the entrance of the hotel. The driver stepped out and walked to the other side of the car before opening the door.Slowly, long legs extended out of the car, grabbing the attention of the reporters. They rushed to cover this grand entrance.The new guest was certainly the focal point as she stepped out of her car."It's Veronica Morgan!"The usual buzz that erupted whenever she arrived filled the atmosphere instantly.She had arrived at the hall looking more beautiful than any of the females that came in before her.She was wearing a custom han
6.For a few seconds, he held her gaze, Victoria momentarily forgot where she was as she stared back at him.His deep blue eyes were concentrated on her, making her vaguely self aware.It felt so much like he was orchestrating this scenario, pulling her puppet strings and forcing her to look at him even if a part of her brain fought wildly against it.'What are you doing? Look away!' a voice repeatedly yelled in her head.If she kept staring, the arrogant stranger would surely believe that she was interested in him. And judging by the number of females surrounding him, it was no secret that he was used to having women fawn over him.Well, she would not be added to his long chain of lovers and admirers.Veronica snapped her gaze away just as he pulled his glass back. The arrogant stranger was already getting on her nerves and no doubt, he was enjoying this little stunt he pulled.'... Or maybe you're scared of the control he has over you?' a quiet voice asked.It was the first time som
7."I'll start this bid at the price of fifty million dollars..."The hall was silent. Many business men and elites contemplated on whether to buy the invaluable piece of emerald."Weighing 123kg, this emerald has it roots in ancient Luoyang," Ronald continued to give the emerald's history.The rich green colour of the highly transparent gem had a brilliant appeal. It cost a lot more than a high quality diamond of the same carat weight.Add to that, the emerald was carved in the shape of a dragon's eye. Dragons were much believed to bring good luck.The prominent families in the upper social circle sought to own this gem. It would make a perfect addition to their personal treasures, symbolizing power and wealth."Fifty million," a voice called out.A few more socialites voiced out higher figures but none of them were up to seventy million dollars.Quietly, Veronica waited. She wasn't making her bid now until she was sure the other bidders had reached their limits.Unlike many of these
Chapter 8'Of course. He'd be the only one to find fault in my proposal,' Veronica thought bitterly as she fisted the side of her dress.After taking the Serpentine Dragon's Eye at the Trivia Gala, he sought to take this business deal from her company as well.She cast a sidelong glance at Ethan and smiled recklessly."The government is responsible for providing social welfare services to the citizens. The fact that this project is aimed at improving their lives should be the only profit we should aim for, Mr. Reynolds," she deadpanned, her tone serious but a sweet smile etched on her ethereal face.If he wanted, he could go ahead and challenge that notion, staining his charitable image along the line.She did not see how he could manipulate his reply without compromising his selfish intentions.One slip up and everyone in the office would see that he was an opportunist who had no empathy or regard for the welfare of the masses.That kind of reputation could hamper further alliance wi
The car stopped and Veronica stepped out. A frown was on her face because she did not want to be here one bit. She wore a one shoulder midi dress that revealed her well defined clavicles. The elegant dress accentuated her slender waist and curves, quickly attracting attention to her perfect body. The moment she stepped into the restaurant, many heads turned. Veronica Morgan was a real showstopper. Extremely beautiful, she exuded a sense of confidence and carried herself with innate grace. "Good evening, ma'am," the Maitre D greeted her. He recognized her easily and led her to the table reserved for her dinner. Ethan was at the table reading through the menu. He raised his head and said something to the staff who left immediately. His eyes dimmed slightly. Veronica dropped her purse and sat across him without a word. "Do you not have the basic manners of greeting someone when you see them?" 'This man can be quite controlling. But does he think he can teach me about manners?'
10."You little witch!" A thunderous slap landed on Veronica's face. The pain racked her brain and caused her to stagger back.Fortunately, the gun had landed in a bush quite a good distance away. The man would not be able to reach it."Pulling such stunts," the angry man slapped her again. Even after she fell, she tried to crawl away from him yet, he fisted her hair and pulled her back to her feet.Tears blurred her vision. In the face of death, she felt pain and despair.Her breaths were shaky, soon, she would faint."Help..."Right then, a familiar silhouette jumped out of the vehicle parked a distance away."Veronica!"Groggily, she moved her eyes in the direction of that familar voice. It was a very furious call but the anger was not directed at her."Ethan?" Her breathless whisper slipped out. A dark fearsome look of icy terror clouded his very handsome face. He looked very aggrieved, running towards them.Even if she despised him, his appearance sent a wave of relief over her.
They snapped their heads in the direction of the mellow, magnetic voice.Ethan was by the door. He just walked in and heard the last fraction of their conversation.Veronica swept a cold glance at his immaculate appearance and scoffed."Maybe both," she sneered, turning her face away.A flash of astonishment fleeted past on his face but no one noticed his reaction.'Quite an ungrateful woman. She wouldn't even acknowledge my efforts or say thank you.' He was used to her horrible attitude but after last night, he developed certain expectations...The atmosphere was getting tense. Evie wisely retreated. She picked her phone and pretended to be on a call."Yes, Mr. Tim. I'll be right out," she said while moving away. "Miss. Morgan, I'll attend to something but I'll be back soon."She bowed respectfully when she got to Ethan and scurried out quickly.They were left alone in the ward, an awkward atmosphere was building around them.'Damn you, Evie. Of all times, why leave me alone with thi
Feeling content, Ethan dropped his phone and lunged back. Beside him, his personal assistant stood, awaiting his next orders.Colton Gallagher, the assistant was knowledgeable of his employer's current affairs and supported him in his pursuit of the young billionaire mogul, Veronica Morgan."Sir, your mood has improved after that call. Did she agree to the dinner?" He was very curious and anxious for the answer.His boss was an eligible bachelor blessed with great wealth, success and heaven-sent good looks. No one could resist him and many women, daughters of noble families, threw themselves at his feet.Yet, Miss. Morgan was different, she openly despised and challenged him and did not care to act in a coy way like the other women did around his boss.She was unpretentious and her uniqueness made her stand out as the best partner for Ethan. Colton wanted to make their ship a reality."She was silent," Ethan replied.It wasn't completely the truth. Veronica slammed the phone down afte