FAZER LOGINThe past few weeks had been filled with heavy silence in the Mills mansion.Nathan sat in his study that evening, the soft tick of the wall clock echoing through the room. Papers were scattered on the table before him, untouched.His eyes stared blankly out of the window, lost in thoughts that refused to leave him.The door creaked open slowly. He turned slightly, not in the mood for interruptions. It was Jennifer, her face bright and glowing with excitement.In her hand, she held a folded paper.“What is it, woman?” Nathan asked sharply, his tone cold, unwilling to mask his irritation.Jennifer smiled widely, as if she didn’t notice his harshness. “I’m pregnant,” she announced happily, her voice high-pitched with joy. “Nathan, we’re going to have another baby!”She stretched the paper towards him like a child showing off a prize.Nathan’s face didn’t shift from its blank expression. He collected the paper, unfolded it, and glanced through.The test result was clear, Jennifer Mills, s
The conference room inside Golden Aura was filled with a mix of excitement and formality. Charlotte sat at the head of the long glass table, flanked by her lawyer, two of her board members, and their guests — Mr. Goodman and his company lawyer. The large windows let in soft daylight, illuminating the stacks of neatly arranged documents before them.The air smelled faintly of coffee and expensive perfume. Tablets, files, and branded notepads were spread neatly across the polished table. Sandra Oliver stood quietly by the side with a folder pressed against her chest, her sharp eyes moving around the room to ensure everything remained in order.“Ladies and gentlemen,” Mr. Goodman began, adjusting his glasses. “It’s a pleasure to formalize this partnership today. I must say, Miss Dean, your work speaks volumes.”“Thank you, Mr. Goodman,” Charlotte replied, her smile polite and professional. “We look forward to a partnership that benefits both sides.”There was confidence in her voice,
Charlotte moved from one section of the production unit of her company to another with Mr. Goodman, a potential investor, and his son, Yul Goodman. By her right was her personal assistant, Sandra Oliver, jotting down observations and making sure nothing was out of place. The Goodmans had requested to see the heart of the empire that had become the talk of the city, and Charlotte gladly led the tour herself.The production floor buzzed with activity. Machines hummed steadily while workers moved around in uniforms bearing the company’s logo. Boxes of cosmetics were stacked neatly at one side while fashion materials filled another section. The scent of perfume and fresh fabric lingered faintly in the air.Charlotte walked with confidence, her heels clicking lightly against the polished floor. Every worker who passed greeted her respectfully, and she responded with warm nods.As they walked, Charlotte explained the operations of each unit, her voice clear and confident. Mr. Goodman n
Nathan and Jennifer stood together in the living room, their arms wrapped around each other while their lips met in a kiss that tried desperately to hide the widening cracks in their marriage.Little Melina stood nearby watching them carefully.Then suddenly, her tiny giggle filled the room.“Mum, Dad, have you both stopped fighting?” she asked innocently, tilting her small head sideways while hugging her doll against her chest.Jennifer’s eyes widened slightly.Where exactly does this child even learn all these words from? she wondered silently.Nathan slowly bent to Melina’s level and placed both hands gently on her shoulders. His expression softened instantly as he looked into her innocent eyes.“We are a happy family,” he said softly. “And that we will always be.”He leaned forward and kissed her forehead lovingly.“Yeahhhhhhh!” Melina screamed excitedly, throwing both hands into the air like someone who had just won a trophy.Jennifer burst into laughter immediately.Even Nathan
The air inside the living room was stiff and suffocating, thick with tension as Nathan’s furious voice thundered across the walls. He stood in the middle of the room like a man barely holding himself together, his fists clenched tightly at his sides, the veins along his neck visibly raised.“Jennifer, answer me now!” he barked angrily. “Who is the man you’ve been seeing? Don’t stand there and act innocent!”Jennifer stared at him in complete disbelief, her jaw dropping dramatically as she folded her arms over her chest. Her eyes burned with defiance and wounded pride.“What rubbish question is that, Nathan?” she snapped sharply. “You’ve completely lost your mind to even think of such nonsense. Me? Cheating? On you?”A bitter laugh escaped her lips.The sound carried mockery.Disrespect.“This is ridiculous!” she added.Nathan moved closer immediately, his breathing harsh and uneven. His eyes looked wild with betrayal as he pointed accusingly at her.“Stop twisting this around!” he sh
The living room was quiet, shadows stretching softly across the tiled floor as the evening lights flickered against the walls. The tension Nathan left behind still lingered heavily in the air, almost like smoke after a fire. Charlotte paced slowly in front of the couch while Caleb sat watching her silently, his hands clasped together, his jaw tight with lingering irritation.Nathan had stormed out barely a minute ago. His angry footsteps had echoed through the compound before the violent slam of his car door shook the night. Seconds later, the roar of his engine faded beyond the gates, but somehow his presence still remained.Charlotte finally stopped pacing and turned toward Caleb. Her face carried guilt despite how calm she tried to appear.“I’m sorry for making you feel like this,” she said quietly. “I just wanted to know what that woman had to say. I wanted Jennifer to stop disturbing me once and for all.”Caleb sighed deeply and leaned back properly into the couch. “You should
The car moved smoothly along the dimly lit road, the hum of the engine the only sound filling the heavy silence inside the SUV. Streetlights flashed past the tinted windows in slow, measured intervals, casting fleeting shadows across Nathan's face. He sat rigidly at the back, his posture stiff and
By nightfall, the city had grown quieter and more subdued, the earlier rush fading into distant hums of traffic and scattered streetlights that dotted the darkness like small beacons. Nathan stood outside a modest but well-kept apartment building, his posture rigid and tense as he faced Marcel wit
The urgent call from Marcel turned out to be strictly work-related, though it came at the worst possible time imaginable. A major client from New York—one Nathan had spent years carefully cultivating, had suddenly requested a face-to-face meeting, insisting emphatically that it had to be Nathan hi
A few days later, the house was unusually quiet.Charlotte sat alone in the living room, the curtains half drawn, the late afternoon light spilling softly across the carpet. In her hands was a small stack of photographs, slightly worn at the edges, corners bent from how often she had looked at the







