LOGINThe music swelled gently through the grand hall, soft violins floating over polished marble floors and towering white roses.Guests whispered behind gloved hands, their eyes glittering with anticipation as they turned toward the aisle.It was a perfect wedding.Everything was flawlessExcept for Lucien.Lucien stood at the altar, tall and composed in a perfectly tailored black suit, his posture straight, his expression controlled.To anyone watching, he looked calm and unshaken. But his fingers, resting lightly at his sides, curled ever so slightly, the only betrayal of the storm beneath his skin.The memory came without permission, sliding into his thoughts so vividly it almost felt like he had been pulled out of the present.He could still see her clearly.The way she had stood there, like she didn’t belong anywhere, not in that place, not in that moment, not even in her own skin. There had been something fragile about her, but not weak. No… it was deeper than that.“Do you take Bian
What are you saying Curtis? Her eyes lifted slowly, as though it weighed down by years of silence, but within them flickered something fragile like the first spark of dawn piercing through the thickest night. It wasn’t loud, it wasn’t certain, yet it was there, trembling but alive. Hope shimmered in her gaze, a quiet glow that dared to believe in better days, even while her lips remained still. To anyone watching closely, it was as if her soul had leaned forward, hoping to find something that wasn't there before. Hoping to find some light.Can't you see that Lucien can't remember you? Do you think it's normal? He is the one you talked about having multiple split personalities right?He studied her carefully, the weight of unease pressing hard against his chest. The had that feeling it had to do with Lucien but he didn't say anything even though it was gnawing at him for days, and tonight he couldn’t silence them any longer. His voice came out lower than he intended, steady but edged w
What are you saying Curtis? Her eyes lifted slowly, as though it weighed down by years of silence, but within them flickered something fragile like the first spark of dawn piercing through the thickest night. It wasn’t loud, it wasn’t certain, yet it was there, trembling but alive. Hope shimmered in her gaze, a quiet glow that dared to believe in better days, even while her lips remained still. To anyone watching closely, it was as if her soul had leaned forward, hoping to find something that wasn't there before. Hoping to find some light.Can't you see that Lucien can't remember you? Do you think it's normal? He is the one you talked about having multiple split personalities right?He studied her carefully, the weight of unease pressing hard against his chest. The had that feeling it had to do with Lucien but he didn't say anything even though it was gnawing at him for days, and tonight he couldn’t silence them any longer. His voice came out lower than he intended, steady but edged w
What are you saying Curtis? Her eyes lifted slowly, as though it weighed down by years of silence, but within them flickered something fragile like the first spark of dawn piercing through the thickest night. It wasn’t loud, it wasn’t certain, yet it was there, trembling but alive. Hope shimmered in her gaze, a quiet glow that dared to believe in better days, even while her lips remained still. To anyone watching closely, it was as if her soul had leaned forward, hoping to find something that wasn't there before. Hoping to find some light.Can't you see that Lucien can't remember you? Do you think it's normal? He is the one you talked about having multiple split personalities right?He studied her carefully, the weight of unease pressing hard against his chest. The had that feeling it had to do with Lucien but he didn't say anything even though it was gnawing at him for days, and tonight he couldn’t silence them any longer. His voice came out lower than he intended, steady but edged w
In this chapter we will be talking about something different, I am sure you are just as eager as me to know what happened to Isabel. Well life was taking a toil on her. Everything they had stolen was taken back with the help of the authorities. The evidence and statement her so called father Mr gold out against them made it impossible for them.Mr Samson you have to understand me, you cannot just pull out of the business. I promise you that everything is going to be fine. Will make sure of that. She said to him as he sat at the conference table. He was the only one left. He wanted to leave too but she needed him to stay.Are you serious? You have nothing young to miss. In fact the company had already been sold, so tell me how you plan to change things.Yes but it's only because we have a little issue. And I am very sure if you stay, the rest of them will come back and then we can get the company back. Isabel said. Her tone carried an almost hypnotic steadiness measured, deliberate, a
In this chapter we will be talking about something different, I am sure you are just as eager as me to know what happened to Isabel. Well life was taking a toil on her. Everything they had stolen was taken back with the help of the authorities. The evidence and statement her so called father Mr gold out against them made it impossible for them.Mr Samson you have to understand me, you cannot just pull out of the business. I promise you that everything is going to be fine. Will make sure of that. She said to him as he sat at the conference table. He was the only one left. He wanted to leave too but she needed him to stay.Are you serious? You have nothing young to miss. In fact the company had already been sold, so tell me how you plan to change things.Yes but it's only because we have a little issue. And I am very sure if you stay, the rest of them will come back and then we can get the company back. Isabel said. Her tone carried an almost hypnotic steadiness measured, deliberate, a
“Yes ma'am. You heard what I said.You sold forged paintings as originals. Your actions were not only fraudulent but premeditated. You replicated signatures, faked certificates of authenticity, and manipulated auctions for personal gain”.“When this type of crime is committed the individual is usual
“What the hell are you saying Amanda?”. Bluey stood up, her jaw clenched so tightly it looked like it might snap. The vein along her neck pulsed with every breath, and her nostrils flared like a warning.“Are you accusing the gold family of forgery, do you know the gravity of what you are doing and
The drama hadn't ended, in fact it was just the beginning of the big mess. Today was a good day for the gold family, especially for bluey, her art gallery show was going so well and today an auction will be carried out.Although Bluey knew absolutely nothing about art and uses the hard work of her
Isabel hung up the phone angrily as soon as she finished speaking to Clara the secretary. She watched the video a million times and finally smashed her phone to the ground. This was an insult to her, it was a shame. Did Amanda really think she had won?“That whore!”“I got married to Xander to keep







