FAZER LOGINI was halfway through reviewing a stack of legal documents when a rapid knock sounded on my office door.“Come in.”My PA stepped inside.“Good day, Miss Amelia. The shareholders are having an emergency board meeting. The chairman asked everyone to be there immediately.”I glanced at the documents on my desk.“Did he say what the meeting is about?”“No, ma’am. But everyone has already gathered.”An emergency board meeting was never called over something insignificant.“Alright. I’ll be there in a minute.”After she left, I saved the documents and headed to the boardroom.The moment I stepped inside, I knew something was wrong.The chairman sat at the head of the table, his expression tense, while the shareholders watched him anxiously.“We have a crisis on our hands,” he announced.Our new home speaker, the Nova X, had been linked to a battery overheating incident that caused a fire and brought down a three-story building containing two apartments. The affected families were suing Lan
I got down from the cab smiling weakly at the scenery before me, the city was very enchanting to look at. I chose this city because it was far away from my old life and I believed I could get a job here and start afresh. I checked into my hotel, had a long shower.I went to the balcony to watch the city, I sat there with my laptop looking for apartments around, I saw a lot of good looking apartments but it was way above my budget, I reviewed my savings and realized I couldn’t afford to stay in the hotel for long, I started applying to job openings I saw online,I sent out over 20 applications to different companies hoping to get considered for one.I headed back into the room feeling sleepy and tired, I picked up the telephone and a booklet that was kept at my bedside.“Hi good evening ma’am how may I help you,” the receptionist spoke softly over the phone “Good evening please can you send up food to me I want number 8&6 on the menu with a glass of water,” I said with my head throbbin
“I honestly don’t care what you think, Jasmine. I’m not signing these papers.”I stared at her, my shoulders stiffening.“You clearly have little to no respect for yourself,” she said mockingly.She stepped away from me and returned to Rhys, wrapping an arm around his waist with a crooked smile.My jaw tightened. Anger burned across my face as I watched her touch him so freely in my own home.“Your refusal to sign the papers will not change my decision,” Rhys said, tapping his fingers against the file in annoyance. “I’ve made up my mind.”“Rhys…” My voice trembled. “Do you truly intend to throw away eleven years of our lives without even giving me a chance to understand what went wrong? Don’t you think I deserve a justifiable reason for what you’re doing to me?”The thought of losing everything made my stomach twist. I wiped my trembling palms against my dress.“Eleven years is nothing if they were spent with someone like you,” Jasmine inserted, looking amused.I clenched my fists and
I stood frozen at the door, staring at Jasmine Cole, my former school and college bully. I was perplexed, unable to understand what she was doing with Rhys.She smiled at me as though she had just won the lottery. I couldn’t help staring at her with hatred and disbelief.“I want to speak with you. I have something important to tell you.” Rhys glanced at me coldly.For a brief moment, I felt relieved. Perhaps I was finally going to get an explanation for his recent cold behavior. I stepped aside, allowing them both to enter, then folded my arms across my chest.“This sham of a marriage is over. I want nothing to do with you anymore.”His words struck me with such force that I almost forgot how to breathe.I stared at him in shock, hoping I had heard him wrong. But his face was filled with anger, his expression as cold as though he were looking at his greatest enemy.“I can’t… I don’t understand. What do you mean our marriage is over?”“What do you mean you don’t understand?”I flinched
I woke up to the sound of the bedroom door closing.“Rhys?”The space beside me was empty.I pushed myself up, still half-asleep, and found him near the door, dressed in a dark suit. He was adjusting his watch, his attention fixed on the small silver clasp around his wrist.“Where are you going?”“Work.”I glanced at the clock on the bedside table. “It's barely eight.”“I have a meeting.”“Today?”He finally looked at me. “Amelia, I really don't have time.”I stared at him, trying to understand how he could sound so indifferent.Today was our third wedding anniversary. I had expected to wake up beside him, maybe receive a kiss or hear him wish me a happy anniversary. Instead, he was already dressed and preparing to leave as though today were no different from any other day.“You remember what today is, right?”His expression barely changed. “Of course I do.”“Then why are you leaving?”“I have something important to handle.”“Can't you postpone it?”“No.”The answer came so quickly th







