As she approached the dining table, she couldn't help but feel a sense of dread wash over her. She knew that this was the moment she had been dreading since the day she met him. The man she had been sent to kill was now asking for her hand in marriage. It was unthinkable, unimaginable, and downright ridiculous. Her mind was racing as she sat down at the table. She could feel the sweat starting to bead on her forehead as she tried to compose herself. She had to find a way out of this situation. She had to figure out a way to escape his clutches before it was too late.As she looked at him, she couldn't help but feel a wave of disgust wash over her. He was so full of himself, so confident, so sure that she would say yes. He had no idea what she was capable of, no idea of the darkness that lurked within her soul.She took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. The smell of the food on the table was overpowering, and for a moment, she forgot about the conversation they were having.
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Smith and Frederick were having a serious discussion in Frederick's office. Smith looked concerned when he heard about the children who were sick at the orphanage. He knew that they needed money to get proper treatment. Frederick, on the other hand, seemed to be in deep thought about what he should do. He knew that he had to help the children, but he was also worried about the financial situation of his orphanage.As the two men continued to talk, Shawty sat in the corner of the room, lost in her own thoughts. She had been investigating everything about Frederick for a few days now and had never heard him talk about owning an orphanage. It was all so surprising to her. She tried to listen closely to their conversation, hoping to hear more about the orphanage. Suddenly, Smith looked up at Shawty and asked her a question. "What do you think, Shawty? Should we transfer some money to the orphanage so that the sick children can get proper treatment?" Shawty was caught off guard and didn't
She saw Fredrick outside the company when she got out of the taxi. She turned around and paid the driver before walking towards him."I am here" She said to him when she got to where he was Fredrick opened the car and got into the car."Hop in" He said when he saw her still outside."Okay" She nodded.She opened the car and got into the car.She sat in the car next to Frederick, she couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and apprehension. She loves going out just to see how the city looks. She enjoyed this so she always feels giddy whenever they are going out.As they drove through the city, she watched the world outside the window with interest. The sun was shining down on the streets, casting a warm glow over everything it touched. People bustled about their day, walking in and out of shops, chatting with friends, and going about their business. The scenery was unfamiliar to her, and she found herself st
they walked into the house, Shawty observed the interior. It was a modest house, but very cozy and neat. The scent of freshly baked bread wafted through the air and she felt a warm feeling in her heart. The woman who opened the door was dressed in a floral apron and had a warm, motherly presence about her."Fred, you are here? Why are you ringing the bell? This is your house too" The woman said enthusiastically with a gentle smile.Frederick's expression was still cold.However, she couldn't help but feel uneasy as she observed the exchange between Frederick and the woman. Even though she was welcoming and friendly, Frederick's expression was still cold and distant. It was clear that there was some unresolved tension between them.Shawty followed Frederick into the house, He held her hand tightly. She noticed a young man sitting in the living room, engrossed in his newspaper. He had a striking resemblance to Frederick, and she guessed that he was
"You misunderstood me," Fredrick said calmly. "I did not say I agreed for him to be the vice president. You misinterpreted my words." they all looked at Fredrick, confusion and shock were evident on their faces. He had just dropped a bombshell on them, and they were struggling to comprehend the gravity of the situation. His father was the most stunned of them all, his mouth gaping open in shock. Cassandra was also in shock. "But you said okay just now, right? Did I hear it wrongly?" she asked Robert, hoping for an explanation.Robert, however, was confident. "Brother, you agreed just now," he said firmly.Fredrick shook his head. "I was not through with my words. You guys celebrated too soon. Even if I really agreed and I decided not to agree anymore, what can you do about it? Do you have any evidence? You can take me to court, so I will see who will win," he said with a cold smile.Robert's face turned pale. He knew that Fre
As the first rays of sunlight crept through the curtains and danced on her face, she stirred in her sleep. Slowly, she opened her eyes and yawned, feeling refreshed and renewed from a good night's sleep. She felt the warmth of the sun on her skin, and a gentle breeze blew through the open window, carrying with it the sweet scent of blooming flowers. With a stretch of her arms and legs, she got out of bed, feeling the energy coursing through her veins. She walked towards the bathroom, relishing the cool tiles on her bare feet, and turned on the shower. The sound of water cascading down the walls was a symphony to her ears as she stepped under the soothing streams, feeling every drop wash away the remnants of sleep. As she stepped out of the shower, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. Wrapped in a fluffy towel, she walked out into the bedroom, feeling the soft carpet tickle her toes. She opened her wardrobe, letting the scent of freshly laundered clothes fill h
She sighed and accept her situation silently. She walked into the coffee room. She could remember when she was here at her first time here.She finished making the coffee and walked out of the coffee. She suddenly collided with someone making the coffee spill in the person's body. She tried to avoid the person but it was too late.Shawty was stunned."Are you alright?" She asked immediately she saw this.It was a woman, probably one of a female employee here."Do I look like I am alright?" The woman snapped angrily."I am so sorry, I did not ... " "Can your sorry do anything? Can it make my clothes as neat and dry like it was before?" The lady asked with an angry expression.Shawty looked at the woman, she could see the frustration and irritation on her face. The coffee had spilled all over her clothes, leaving a big brown stain. Shawty felt terrible and embarrassed, wishing that she could undo what had ju