Arriving at the McQueen mansion, Ava turned to look at the man beside her,he really looked like an angel.
"Did that person send you?" She asked removing her seatbelt "Convey my thanks to him" she opened the car door and stepped out without waiting for his answer. "When will you return?" Dean asked, his words stopping her mid-stride . "Soon" Ava replied, so softly it could have been the wind before continuing into the house. She could hear voices before she entered the living room. "She's always been like this, pulling stunts to get cheap attention for herself, she should be locked away in a facility and stop embarrassing my son" Phoebe's peculiar shrill voice carried from the room. Ava walked in and saw Victoria sitting near Phoebe on a sofa,her hands cradling a teacup, her shoulders hunched, she had returned first without Ethan it seems. "I don't think she did it on purpose" Victoria said weakly " The tiles near the pool were slippery,she could have slipped and tried to hold me for support, Achoo!" She sneezed and trembled harder. "Stop making excuses for her, and you ,how date you do something so disgraceful in front of so many people?!, you even tried to seduce Dean Winters,just who do you think you are?!" Phoebe fired at Ava who looked at Victoria, causing the other woman to recoil, she scoffed and continued towards her bedroom. "Have you gone deaf?!" Phoebe roughly pulled Ava back and glared hotly at her. "You piece of trash, I only allowed you to marry my son because of that old wretch, you think he has your back? Is that why you are glaring at me? Look down you wench!" "Think what you want, that's none of my business" Ava fired back, breaking her grip "I am also curious about the reason the patriarch did that, but I've had enough" Phoebe took two steps back from how fierce Ava was being. Ava has never talked back at her, she had stoicly borne every word thrown at her, both at work and home, even when her achievements were taken away by her work superiors and she remained in the background,she never kicked a fuss. "You don't know? Haha, sure, act innocent all you want, I'm not buying it" Phoebe continued firmly "who knows,it could have been your lowly mother's scheme, I know your type, you gold digging lowlife" Ava listened bitterly, biting her lower lip to hold back her anger at the disrespect shown to her mother. Patience. It'd soon be over. "If you hate this gold digger so much, rest assured I will soon be out of your hair" She said caly, her eyes glittering with a fake smile " I will correct Kenneth's mistake and get a divorce" "What?!" Shocked ,Phoebe looked at Ava in suspicion before scoffing " I see,this must be one of your petty schemes, you're after my son's inheritance after all" Victoria had lifted her head in surprise, ears perked as she listened 'A divorce? Ava is divorcing Ethan?! Good! There's been a slight change but everything is going perfectly well!" She thought gleefully. "Inheritance?, I couldn't care less about that" Ava retorted "whether you believe me or not, I am leaving your scum of a son" "That's not going to happen" Ethan's voice boomed from the entrance,as he strode towards the women. He had stayed back at the hospital to have his wrist checked as it was aching as though it had been broken. His face was red with anger as he scowled heavily at Ava, enraged at how she left with Dean. "You have no right to say the word divorce to me, after you manipulated my grandfather to make that condition to his inheritance and you want to leave?" Ethan leaned down and hissed fiercely at Ava. Ava glared back at him firm. "You keep in saying nonsensical words and I don't care anymore" she yelled back at him, rage and weariness in her eyes. "I'm leaving this marriage, I won't stay and deal with your little whore" " Don't call Victoria that you are the one who schemed yourself into this, so deal with it" Phoebe chimed in as she stood arms akimbo beside her son and stared in disgust at Ava. Unfazed Ava stood her ground, she was leaving and that was final, she thought of Kenneth and his soft gray eyes and felt a pang of sorrow but she could not continue like this. She was sure he'd forgive her. She made to continue up the stairs to her room when the door swung open and Ethan's assistant walked in. "Pardon me sir" he said bowing. "Speak" Ethan snapped,still staring daggers at Ava. "The patriarch sir, He's dead"David's smile lingered as he watched Ava's silhouette disappear up the grand staircase, her hand trailing along the polished banister. Only when her footsteps faded into silence did the warmth drain from his features leaving behind a mask of barely concealed rage.He stood up from the seat and marched gravely in the dlmly lit passage towards his study, each step measured and deliberate. The heavy oak door clicked shut behind him loud in the silence of the hall.The study enveloped him in familiar shadows. Moonlight filtered through tall windows, casting shadows on his set face. David's fingers found the wall switch, and warm light flooded the room, illuminating his sanctuary of power—floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, oil paintings of stern-faced ancestors, and the massive mahogany desk that had belonged to his father.Papers lay scattered across the desk's surface in neat, organized stacks. David's eyes fixed on the topmost document, its bold letterhead catching the lamplight. His jaw tig
By the time Ava drove into the Cardwell mansion's wide driveway, evening shadows stretched across the manicured lawn. Golden light spilled from the tall windows, painting warm rectangles on the gravel, as her driver slowly eased the car in. She found her grandfather in the living room, newspaper spread across his lap, his silver head turning toward the doorway every few moments like a faithful dog waiting for its master's return. "You should go shopping," he had declared three days earlier, casting a theatrical glare at her walk-in closet. His hands had gestured dismissively at the rows of designer dresses and shelves of imported shoes. "This is your debut of sorts, into high society and I want you to look perfect." His fingers had already been dancing across his phone screen, scrolling through contacts. "No, no, you don't have to do that!" Ava had lunged for his phone, her cheeks burning as she ended the call mid-ring. "I'm so sorry," she'd mumbled into the device before hanging
"You're absolutely right, Kathleen," Ava began, her voice carrying clearly through the dining room. "Reputation does matter tremendously."She turned to face the room, making eye contact with as many women as possible."So let me share my reputation with all of you. Yes, I was married to Ethan McQueen for five years. During those five years, I was dismissed, belittled, and treated as an inconvenience by a man who never bothered to learn who I really was."Gloria Holbrook leaned forward slightly, her expression attentive rather than judgmental."I endured years of neglect and verbal abuse because I believed marriage meant fighting for love, even when that fight was entirely one-sided. I lost a baby due to stress and trauma from my marriage, and my husband didn't even visit me in the hospital."Gasps and murmurs of sympathy spread through the room. Several women looked shocked, others angry, but not at Ava."When
The morning of the charity luncheon arrived with unseasonably warm weather for October. Ava stood before her bedroom mirror, adjusting the elegant white chiffon dress she'd chosen for the occasion. The outfit matched her hair perfectly, it was elegant enough for the city's social elite, but not so flashy as to appear pompous at a charity event.Her phone buzzed with a text from Dean: *Good luck today. Remember what I said about being yourself.*She frowned slightly at the message. His warnings from earlier in the week still puzzled her. What could be so complicated about a charity luncheon?Though Kathleen Winters was a bit antagonistic towards her, it surely came from her devotion and her wanting the best interest for the company, nothing to fault the woman about.The luncheon was set to be held at Grandview Country Club which sat atop one of the city's highest hills, its manicured grounds offering sweeping views of the skyline. Ava had been here once before, years ago, when Ethan's
The Web She Weaves"You say she approached you already?" Diana Blackwood reclined in the plush leather chair of the exquisite spa, her voice carrying the satisfied purr of a predator who had just cornered her prey. Several attendants moved around her like devotees, their gentle hands working magic on her manicured fingers and pedicured toes.The voice on the other end of her phone crackled with details she'd been waiting to hear. Each word was another thread in the web she'd been weaving for months. 'How perfect. Everything is falling into place exactly as I planned.'"And the conditions?" she asked, though she already knew the answer would please her. The response drew a low, pleased laugh from her throat that transformed her entire face, making her beauty almost luminous. 'Oh, Victoria, you sweet, naive little fool. You have no idea what's coming.'"Good work, don't worry, I'll make sure you are properly compensated, thank you Odolo." She slid one elegant nail across her phone scre
Two weeks had passed since Ava's first board meeting, and the Cardwell Industries conference room buzzed with anticipation. Today's agenda included three major proposals that would shape the company's direction for the next fiscal year. Ava sat at her usual place beside David, reviewing her notes one final time before the meeting began. "What's up? You nervous?" Dean asked quietly, sliding into the seat across from her a cheeky smile on his face. "Excited," she corrected, though her fingers drummed against her leather portfolio."Why are you still in New York, Mr CEO?" She quizzed the younger man who shrugged his shoulders. " I got everything under control" He replied waving his phone in her face. "Technologia" Ava sighed in frustration, though a small smile remained on her lips, she knew he was worried about leaving her here, she could handle whatever came, but she was still grateful for the support. "I've been working on the sustainability initiative proposal for days." S