Hello, dear readers! Thank you for taking the time to read my story! Your support means the world to me, and I’m grateful for your willingness to immerse yourself in my words.
I wanted to share my update schedule with you. I’ll be releasing two chapters from Monday to Saturday. On particularly productive days (if Candy Crush doesn't get in the way!), I might even surprise you with more.
Update hour: between 12-1 PM GMT+1
I hope you'll stay with me on this journey, which I promise will be an amazing ride! Your support means the world to me, so I'd love it if you'd engage with the story by voting, commenting, sharing your thoughts, and reviewing the chapters. Your feedback will help me improve, and recommending the story to others would mean a lot to me!
For more updates, behind-the-scenes insights, and information, feel free to follow me on my social media handles: @Arbest Savage. Thank you for your understanding and support!
"How dare you!" Clementine shouted, her face red with anger as she stormed towards Rosie.The sudden outburst took aback Rosie, and she took a step backward, her eyes narrowing. "You?" She uttered.Clementine's eyes blazed with fury. "You shameless woman. How dare you lock my daughter up!" Her voice echoed through the air.Rosie's gaze was cold, her expression unyielding. She looked Clementine up and down, her eyes lingering on her face before she spoke. "I've been waiting for you." She let out, her voice collected.Clementine's face twisted in rage. "You think you can just lock up my daughter and get away with it?" She spat."Why the commotion, madam?" Rosie asked, her tone as cool as the air-conditioned office. "You're barking."Clementine's eyes widened. "Me?! Barking?!" She spluttered, her voice rising.Rosie nodded, her eyes half-closing. "Yes, you. You're making a scene. Don't you realize that?" Her voice remained low, but the words cut deep."How dare you speak to me like that!
As Rosie stepped out of the office, she was greeted by Arabella's enthusiastic, yet accusatory, presence. Arabella jumped in front of her, clapping her hands together."You dirty woman!"Rosie took a startled step back, her eyes widening in shock. But upon recognizing Arabella, she swiftly composed herself, a bright smile spreading across her face. "Look who we have here. It's the Muppet."Arabella's face reddened with indignation. "How dare you!" She spluttered. "How dare you call me a Muppet! I'm not immature, I'm mature!"Rosie nodded knowingly, a sly smile still plastered on her face. "The truth is always bitter, I didn't expect you to accept it easily," she uttered and took a step closer to Arabella. "Why are you here? Did you come all the way down here just to greet me?""Greet you?" Arabella repeated, scoffing. "Why'd I waste my time coming to greet you?"Rosie's smile never wavered. "Okay, so why are you here?" She asked, her tone light and playful.Arabella's response was imm
Rosie swept into her office, Hannahby her side, and found Archie already waiting for her.As Archie caught her eye, he rose to his feet, a hint of a smile on his face. "Rosie…" he began, his voice warm with familiarity.Rosie's expression shifted, her smile faltering for a moment before she regained her composure. "Moore Archie, let's maintain some boundaries?" Her voice was firm but polite, a gentle reprimand. "As the president, I expect a level of formality in our interactions. Let's keep things professional."Archie's gaze dropped, a flush rising to his cheeks as he nodded. "Of course, ma'am," he murmured, his tone subdued.Archie's gaze dropped, a flush rising to his cheeks as he nodded. "Of course, ma'am," he murmured, his tone subdued.She studied him for a moment, expecting he'd start a conversation, but he remained silent. His eyes fixed on the floor, and he rubbed his palms nervously on his thighs."Mr. Moore, what brings you here today?" Her voice was crisp, a hint of curios
A sleek car glided into the Maximo Investment parking lot, coming to a stop in front of the building's sleek glass façade. The door swung open, and a slender leg emerged, followed by the rest of Rosie's poised figure. She paused, her gaze sweeping the surroundings with a hint of anticipation, before striding purposefully towards the entrance. As she stepped onto the ground floor, a collective murmur rippled through the staff, their eyes locking onto her like magnets. "That's her!" A staff member whispered, finger extended in a discreet gesture. The lady beside her swiftly covered her mouth, her eyes wide with a mix of surprise and curiosity.The staff members nearby exchanged weighted glances, their faces a canvas of anticipation and concern. Would Rosie approach the lady, sparking a confrontation? The air was electric with unspoken questions, as all eyes remained fixed on Rosie, awaiting her next move.As Rosie turned her gaze toward the staff, a radiant smile spread across her fac
Hello, dear readers! Thank you for taking the time to read my story! Your support means the world to me, and I’m grateful for your willingness to immerse yourself in my words.I wanted to share my update schedule with you. I’ll be releasing two chapters from Monday to Saturday. On particularly productive days (if Candy Crush doesn't get in the way!), I might even surprise you with more.Update hour: between 12-1 PM GMT+1I hope you'll stay with me on this journey, which I promise will be an amazing ride! Your support means the world to me, so I'd love it if you'd engage with the story by voting, commenting, sharing your thoughts, and reviewing the chapters. Your feedback will help me improve, and recommending the story to others would mean a lot to me!For more updates, behind-the-scenes insights, and information, feel free to follow me on my social media handles: @Arbest Savage. Thank you for your understanding and support!
The hours had ticked by with agonizing slowness, each one stretching out like an eternity as Phoebe waited for Archie's return. Her mind was a maelstrom of emotions, her thoughts swirling in a maddening dance that refused to let her rest. As the clock struck 11 pm, the door finally swung open, and Archie trudged in, his face a map of exhaustion. The shadows under his eyes seemed to deepen as he walked past Phoebe, his gaze fixed on some point beyond her."Archie," she called out softly, her voice barely above a whisper, but he didn't respond. His footsteps dragged on, heavy with fatigue, as he made his way towards the stairs. Phoebe's heart skipped a beat as she sprang to her feet, her legs carrying her to his side in a swift, desperate bid to intercept him."Why–" she began, her words dying on her lips as he pushed her aside with a gentle yet firm touch. She stumbled backward, her palms grazing the sofa's cushioned surface as she fell. A soft "ouch!" escaped her lips, her eyes fla