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The Day Before the Big Bid Presentation – Office headquartersThe air in the office was thick with pressure. Desks were littered with coffee cups, sticky notes, and half-eaten snacks. The marketing team had been working around the clock for days preparing for the most crucial bid of the year—an international project that could thrust the company into an entirely new league.Everyone was exhausted, running on fumes and anticipation. Yet no one complained. This deal was everything.Rita sat in the conference room, laptop open, fine-tuning the final slides. Despite her fatigue and the quiet flutters in her belly reminding her she wasn’t alone anymore, she stayed focused. This presentation was her responsibility. Her department. Her name on the line.But somewhere down the hallway, behind the tinted glass of the executive office, Anita leaned back in her chair, a malicious smirk curving her lips.“She’s too confident lately,” Anita muttered to Linet, who stood by the door like a guard dog
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When the office buzz finally dulled and the storm of sabotage settled into quiet whispers, Rita found herself alone at her desk, the glow of her computer casting soft shadows across her weary face. Her fingers absentmindedly grazed the edge of a delicate bouquet placed on the corner—white lilies and blush roses, fresh and fragrant.She hadn’t thought much of them at first. With everything going on—the chaos, the shame attempt, the endless meetings—they had simply been a gentle backdrop to her madness. But now, in the calm after the storm, her gaze drifted to the small card tucked between the stems.She pulled it out slowly, her eyes narrowing on the neat, careful handwriting.“Just a reminder: you are stronger than you think. – ”Her breath caught.Anthony.A soft, nostalgic smile tugged at the corners of her lips. Of course it was him. Anthony had always had this quiet way of showing up—never loud, never demanding, but always… present. Always watching out for her like the older broth
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Rita couldn’t sleep. The discovery that Linet had been stalking her was bad enough, but her gut told her there was more—something deeper and more sinister. She decided not to stop at Fred’s findings.With her brother's help, she pulled call logs, pieced together timelines, and tapped into a few conversations through a trusted source in IT. What she uncovered next made her blood run cold.Linet had met Sarry. Multiple times.One particularly telling message exchange showed a planned meeting at a quiet café in town—days before the dramatic restaurant outburst.“I’ll get you what you need. Just make sure she feels it.” —Linet“I need proof. I can't embarrass myself without something solid.” —SarryNow it all made sense.The staged photo. The perfect timing. The convenient rage.Rita’s heart pounded. They had planned it—conspired behind her back to ruin her publicly, all because of jealousy and unreciprocated love.Later that afternoon, as Rita was still processing the betrayal, her phone
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Back in the village, Linet's return was met with a mix of tension and anticipation. She had spent the last few days trailing Rita, gathering information, and now she had news to share that would shake the very foundation of Rita’s carefully built life. As soon as she arrived at James’s house, she found him sitting on the porch, staring into the distance.Linet approached with a knowing look, and James immediately straightened, sensing something was off.“What’s going on?” James asked, his tone sharp.Linet smiled, but it wasn’t the smile of someone bringing good news. “I found her,” she said, her voice low and conspiratorial. “Rita’s been working in a big company in the city. She’s a big shot now—running things, making decisions. She’s living the life she always dreamed of, and she’s doing it at your expense.”James’s eyes darkened, his jaw tightening. “A company?” he repeated, his fists clenching. “So she’s in the city now, huh?”Linet nodded, her eyes gleaming with a mix of jealousy
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The air was thick with tension as James, his mother, and Linet stood outside the sleek glass building. Their earlier attempt to force their way into the company had been thwarted, but Linet had not given up. Her eyes gleamed with malicious intent as she turned to the security guard, a devilish grin forming on her lips.“Let them in,” Linet ordered, her voice dripping with authority. “Rita’s giving a speech in the conference room today. I know she’s going to try and pull her little act again, and I want them to see it all. This is the perfect moment. We’re going to make sure she’s exposed for the fraud she is.”The guard, though confused by Linet’s sudden orders, hesitated for only a moment before nodding and stepping aside. James and his mother, their faces contorted with rage, followed Linet as she led them through the sleek hallways of the company. Every step felt like an inch closer to the storm they were about to unleash.Linet walked with purpose, her heels clicking against the p
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The tension in the air was palpable as James paced back and forth in the empty hallway, his mind a whirlwind of rage. His mother stood beside him, her arms crossed over her chest, the same scornful expression on her face. They had just witnessed Rita's bold departure from the conference room, her composure and defiance leaving them seething with frustration. But James wasn’t ready to let her go without one last attempt to tear her down."That girl!" James muttered under his breath, his fists clenched tightly at his sides. "How dare she humiliate us in front of everyone? She thinks she’s too good for us now? She thinks she’s some high and mighty CEO’s daughter? I’ll show her who she really is!"His mother, never one to let an opportunity for humiliation pass, leaned in close, her voice dripping with venom. "She’s nothing but a golddigger, James. Always has been. She left us for the city, for a better life, pretending like she was some sort of saint. It’s clear she only married you for
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James stormed out of the meeting hall, his ego bruised and his pride shattered by Rita’s bold confrontation. But instead of swallowing his shame, he let his rage take over. He lingered in the company corridors, pacing like a wounded lion, spewing venom to anyone who would listen."You people think she’s some saint?" he scoffed at a group of junior employees whispering nearby. "Let me tell you who Rita really is—just a street girl who got lucky. She’s nothing but a liar and a user. She slept her way up, mark my words. She’s only here because she found a rich man to latch onto."The workers exchanged uneasy glances, some trying to walk away, but James followed."You see her talking all big now, acting like some boss lady—but she’s a manipulative woman who destroyed her own marriage to chase city wealth. She’s not even qualified for that office she’s sitting in. You all have been fooled!”The words stung even those who didn’t know Rita personally. A few staff members tried to speak up, b
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Two days after the scandalous encounter at the company’s gates, life had seemingly returned to normal, but Rita felt a heaviness in her chest she couldn’t shake. There was a gnawing sense of unease following her everywhere—from her office to her car, even at the café across the street where she usually grabbed her late-day coffee.That day, as she left work slightly later than usual, she had the nagging feeling again. She stopped at a bookstore, pretended to browse through a shelf of novels, and turned quickly—only to catch a flash of someone ducking behind a pillar outside.Her instincts went on high alert.This had gone on for too long.She reached out to her personal driver, Charles, and asked him to take a different route back home. They made several confusing turns through traffic, but the same car—unfamiliar and tinted—kept trailing them a few lengths back.Enough was enough.Rita made a few calls, and by the following morning, her private investigator had gathered the truth.Sh
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Back home, after the serene whirlwind of the honeymoon and the quiet strength it had restored in him, Adrian made a decision that would ripple through the Drake family and beyond—he finally agreed to take over the family business.The announcement was made during a quiet family dinner at the Drakes’ grand estate. The table went still for a moment when Adrian, with Rita’s hand gently resting over his, looked up at his father and said, “I’m ready to carry on the legacy.”His mother gasped softly, tears immediately brimming in her eyes. She had prayed, waited, and hoped for this day—not for power or pride, but because she wanted her son to know his worth and own it.Mr. Drake, a man not easily moved, leaned back, visibly shaken by joy. “You’re not doing this for anyone else, right?” he asked, voice steady but low.Adrian nodded. “I’m doing it because I now know who I am. And I’m not afraid to lead.”The room erupted with joy. Champagne was opened, glasses clinked, and hugs passed around.
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Back home, after the serene whirlwind of the honeymoon and the quiet strength it had restored in him, Adrian made a decision that would ripple through the Drake family and beyond—he finally agreed to take over the family business.The announcement was made during a quiet family dinner at the Drakes’ grand estate. The table went still for a moment when Adrian, with Rita’s hand gently resting over his, looked up at his father and said, “I’m ready to carry on the legacy.”His mother gasped softly, tears immediately brimming in her eyes. She had prayed, waited, and hoped for this day—not for power or pride, but because she wanted her son to know his worth and own it.Mr. Drake, a man not easily moved, leaned back, visibly shaken by joy. “You’re not doing this for anyone else, right?” he asked, voice steady but low.Adrian nodded. “I’m doing it because I now know who I am. And I’m not afraid to lead.”The room erupted with joy. Champagne was opened, glasses clinked, and hugs passed around.
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Indeed, with envy came fascination—and fascination brought admiration that turned into unexpected blessings. What started as whispered jealousy soon transformed into public celebration of their love stories. The resort staff, charmed by the couples’ grace and gratitude, nominated them for the "Golden Hearts Getaway Contest"—an exclusive island-wide event recognizing the most inspiring lovebirds.And they won.The news was announced at a special dinner under a massive banyan tree draped in twinkling lights. As the host read their names, Rita and Adrian, along with Lydia and Ethan, stood stunned amid thunderous applause and camera flashes."For showing the island that true love not only exists but glows," the emcee beamed, "we award these couples an extended stay at the honeymoon suite, full spa access, and a private yacht tour of the secret coves."The crowd clapped wildly—some with genuine excitement, others masking their envy behind polite smiles.The rewards kept flowing.At breakfa
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As the wedding festivities continued to wind down, the excitement of the day lingered in the air. Adrian and Rita, now officially husband and wife, sat together at their table, holding hands and discussing the next chapter of their lives. Their laughter and whispered words were filled with relief, happiness, and the warmth of a love that had stood the test of time and adversities.Rita leaned in, her eyes sparkling. “So, where do you think we should go?”Adrian smirked, his eyes softening as he thought for a moment. “I’m thinking somewhere quiet, away from the chaos. Somewhere we can really relax, just the two of us. No phones, no cameras—just peace.”They turned to Lydia and Ethan, who were seated across from them, both of them grinning ear to ear, still riding the wave of their own engagement. Ethan caught Lydia’s eye and squeezed her hand before joining in the conversation.“It’s hard to believe it’s finally our turn,” Lydia said, her voice warm with emotion. “After everything we’v
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As Linet’s cries faded beyond the estate gates, a hush lingered — a strange blend of relief, awe, and stunned silence. But amid it all, Rita walked back down the path with the elegance of a queen who had just conquered her fiercest storm.Adrian stood at the altar, watching her with a soft, steady gaze. The way he looked at her — as if the entire world disappeared and only she remained — calmed every heartbeat around them.Rita took her place beside him, her hands slipping into his.The priest, having witnessed the chaos and the calm, nodded solemnly. “Shall we continue?”Adrian didn’t wait.He took a deep breath, lifting Rita’s hand to his lips.“Rita… you are the reason I know what peace feels like. When the world doubted, you believed. When enemies schemed, you stood by me. When I lost myself, your love reminded me who I am. I promise to never let you feel alone again. I promise to protect you, honor you, and choose you — every single day.”A murmur of soft emotion swept through th
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The grand courtyard of the Drake estate shimmered in white and gold, the soft strains of violin lifting gently through the spring air. Rows upon rows of elegantly dressed guests rose to their feet as the soft chime of the wedding march began to play.And then, she appeared.Rita.Her dress — custom silk organza with hand-sewn beads that shimmered like morning dew — flowed behind her like a cascade of light. A delicate lace veil framed her glowing face, and in her arms was a bouquet of white peonies, tied with a ribbon that matched Adrian’s pocket square.The crowd gasped softly — not just at her beauty, but at the serenity and grace that clung to her like a second skin.Rita held her father’s arm, her other hand gently curled around her bouquet. Her heart raced with every step. Not out of fear — she hadn’t sensed the danger — but from the overwhelming joy of the moment. Her eyes were fixed ahead.Adrian stood waiting.He looked regal, composed, but only those who knew him well could s
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The heavy door swung open.Sophie flinched, her chest heaving as a flood of light poured into the room — behind it, a cold sea of uniforms and unwavering gazes.Adrian stepped in first.His face was unreadable. Not rage. Not sorrow.Just… finality.Behind him, Rita stood — not in fear, but with quiet, fierce resolve. Her hand rested protectively on her belly, the true twins safe and far from the storm."You really did it," Adrian said quietly. "You broke into my home. You tried to harm my children."Sophie staggered back. "They were never supposed to exist!" she shrieked. “We were supposed to get married! You were mine before she came and ruined everything!”“You were never mine,” Adrian said, his voice like ice.“And you ruined yourself.”A detective stepped forward. “Sophie Collins, you’re under arrest for attempted kidnapping, breaking and entering, conspiracy, and making threats to life.”The room spun for her. “No! No, wait — wait — this isn’t happening!”They clicked the handcuf
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The grand Drake estate was abuzz with activity. Silk-covered chairs, imported flowers, endless trays of pastries, and fabric swatches — everything screamed perfection. But Adrian wasn’t smiling. Beneath the elegance and sparkle, a quiet storm brewed.He paced the edge of their private garden, his eyes scanning the perimeter.“Security doubled at every corner?” he asked his assistant sharply.“Yes, sir. Discreet, but thorough.”Rita stepped onto the patio, adjusting the veil on her trial dress. She looked breathtaking — and exhausted.“You haven’t slept,” she said, crossing her arms.“Neither have you,” Adrian replied gently. “We’re close. Just a few more days.”Rita hesitated. “Adrian… are we really safe?”He walked over, brushing her cheek with his thumb. “I’ve made sure of it. But more than that, I need you to trust me.”She nodded, though her eyes betrayed her fear.Meanwhile… a Hint of SabotageEarlier that morning, a seamstress had screamed after discovering a carefully cut slit
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Lydia sat in the cozy corner of a chic café, a handwritten list folded beside her coffee cup. She glanced at it for the tenth time, then sighed, half-excited, half-nervous.It had taken her weeks to narrow it down — not because she lacked friends, but because this moment felt... sacred. These women would stand beside her at the altar. They’d be there when her hands trembled and when she danced for the first time as a wife.She finally picked up her phone and began texting.First stop: Mariam’s PlaceMariam was Lydia’s childhood friend, loyal to the bone and brutally honest.When Lydia showed up unannounced with cupcakes and a white ribboned box, Mariam squinted. “What are you plotting now?”Lydia handed her the box.Inside, a silver bracelet with the initials “MB” — Maid of Honour — and a small card that read:“Will you be my person through laughter, chaos, and wedding mayhem?”Mariam blinked. Then she jumped up and hugged her so tight, Lydia laughed and gasped all at once. “Was start
