What would be Professor Brent's fate in Declan's hands?
“This would look good on you, Selene. After all, you always look good in anything.” Lulu chimed in, waving Gilbert, who held her little one in his hand. “He’s playing the part of an uncle well enough.” Chloe commented, watching Gilbert from afar.“Yeah! We trust him. Even Vicker feels it’s okay to leave the little one with him. I’m so glad to have him around, you know. He makes everything so easy in the company. He’s even my number one spy. “All the girls entered the desiganted suite, and Selene suddenly mocked Lulu, “Oh, he’s no longer Boss Vicker, huh? I guess someone is truly in love…” The girls all burst out in a hearty laugh, but Chloe had a comeback for Selene. “Well, I guess you prefer to hear her call him daddy. I don’t blame you, after all, you’re daddy’s girl.”At those words, a pillow came flying toward Chloe, before Selene feigned an apologetic look. “Oh, your excellency, I’m so sorry the pillow found your chest. It should have met your head, silly!” Selene jumped onto C
“I know the presidency of Bloomsbay is hereditary, you sucker. You need a wife to claim that seat. Was that why you wanted to marry me so badly? What? I am so naive that I fit the perfect role of first lady, huh?” Chloe plopped onto a seat in the garden, bawling her eyes out. She couldn’t believe she played into the hands of Nathan like a fool. “Aunt Celeste, please come and pick me. I want to go home.” Chloe cried into her phone, her finges shaking. On the other side, Celeste didn’t ask too many questions, but only required her to turn on her location. About thirty minutes later, she was in front of the president’s residence, wondering what Chloe was doing there.“Madam, welcome.” A guard welcomed Celeste as if she had been to the place several times. No one stopped her along the way, but rather bowed to her as she passed them by. “There you are, Chloe. Who bulllied you? Tell me.” Celeste hugged the young lady tightly, patting her back so many times. “I also wish to know, Ms Graha
“Selene, I’m exhausted. It’s not fun anymore.” Chloe cried into the receiver, as she spotted a mountain of files on her desk. She had the chance to live peacefully when her uncle was alive. However, upon the sudden demise of Garrett Graham, Paddy literally dragged Chloe to manage the Graham family’s chain of businesses. Chloe had to grow up so fast that she rarely had time to meest her best friend. It was so ironical that Declan’s daughter had to manage the Grayson group, and Celeste had absolutely nothing to complain about. If Magdalene heard the news, all the screws in her head would finally go loose. “Quit complaining, Chloe. At least you still have grandpa to assist you. You know my dad is still recovering from stroke, and mom is always with him. I have to manage two group of companies. Do you dare to combine that with being a mother of two naughty brats?”Selene’s words caused Chloe to burst out in a peal of laughter, and Selene could only follow suit. It became a norm for the t
“My dear mother, I hope you’re happy now. I present to you, the ashes of your eldest son, his wife, and his three children. I hope you feel better when you bathe yourself in their ashes.” Celeste’s blood was boiling in rage, as she placed the vases containing the ashes of all the people she mentioned in front of her mother. One after the other, ash after ash was presented to Magdalene, and she only sat there, looking listless. It was as if the words being spoken was to someone else, and not her.A few days ago, Paddy Grayson decided to make his will known to his children. Despite Declan being many billions richer than the Graysons, Paddy still left something for him. It was this singular act that caused Magdalene to force her eldest son and his family back home. Magdalene shouldn’t have know about the will, but she eavesdropped on the lawyer and Paddy while they were going through the will in Paddy’s study room. No one knew she was there, but Magdalene decided to stop the will from b
[Knock! Knock!! Knock!!!] Miranda rushed to the door, thinking it was the delivery guy who was bringing in the beef stew, vegetable rice, and pizza that she ordered earlier. Well, the food was there as expected, but it wasn't the delivery guy she expected. “You…” Miranda knew she couldn't bang the door in his face, so she could only play along. “How much for the food?” She asked as if she didn't know the person before her. “How long before you tell me about my child?” Leonardo asked sharply, causing Miranda to take a step back. Her right hand was protectively on her flat belly. “Wh… What are you talking about? The baby is not yours.” “Oh, so you agree you're pregnant, huh? Everything matches the last time we fu*ked in this room. So, tell me, who else would be the father if not me?” Leonardo noticed the minute change in Miranda's demeanor as soon as he spoke about them fu*king not long ago. He had a feeling that she missed his touch as much as he missed hers. “Fine! I want my
“How's she?” Declan asked, as soon as they arrived in front of the ward. He needed to hear everything from the horse’s own mouth, and Leonardo was already waiting when they arrived. Celeste was equally scared of what report the doctor might give, but she held her tongue and allowed the young doctor to respond to her brother’s question. It was the same thing on her mind, anyway. “Call down, Dec. She's fine. As a matter of fact, the ecstasy kicked in at first, but we sorted everything out. No need to worry too much.” Leonardo beamed with a contagious smile, confusing the tense siblings standing in front of him. “Leonardo…” Declan called out in a threatening tone, alerting his friend that he was in no mood for jokes. “Yo, man, take a chill pill. I said your little wife is doing just fine. As a matter of fact, Selene is doing great.” Leonardo cleared his throat and continued. “I finally figured out the antidote for the ecstasy. You don't need to know what it is, but be rest assured t