I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly to calm myself down. I turned toward my house. I couldn't bring my problems to work. Once I felt calmer, I took Scott's hand and got out of the car.Sean or Bridget couldn’t have done that. Was it Sinclair who spread it? Why didn’t he warn me first? I had the right to decide whether or not he could release the video to the public.However, Sinclair gave the broadcast rights to my cousin’s media company. I couldn’t be angry because he was helping to boost my family’s company ratings. Oscar must be happy that the news went viral. That man loved popularity, no matter if it was a scandal or someone else’s disgrace.“Darcy, you have to see this!” Whitney greeted me.I smiled and walked toward the kitchen. The place was completely different. Workers were building partitions in a separate room for the chef and his assistant’s workspace. They were repairing the counter, replacing cabinets, and installing cooking equipment.They would finish their work i
[Darcy]I sighed with relief when I saw that my house was quiet. Only the interior design company's trucks were there, working on renovating the building. I was worried that reporters would swarm the place, making it hard for us to work.My colleagues were in our new workspace. A large cubicle was on the right side of the room, near the window. On the left were tables and chairs for meetings. There were six small cubicles, each equipped with comfortable chairs and office equipment on the desks.I was happy to see live plants in the corner of the room, a bookcase, a fireproof cabinet for files, and a buffet with a printer and television on top. The three women looked at me with hopeful eyes.“Have you chosen your desks?” I asked Lydia and Vicky.“Can we choose?” they asked in unison.I nodded. “Yes. That's my desk.” I pointed to the largest one. “You can choose any cubicle for your workspace. They're all the same size.”“In that case, I'll take this one.” Lydia approached the cubicle o
The police completed their investigation and accepted the evidence I sent anonymously. They summoned and interrogated the people involved in the case yesterday. Although the police hadn’t held a press conference, the media knew the results.The judge allowed an examination of Channing Incorporation's assets. The police found evidence that the company's executives had committed tax evasion and failed to pay their bank debts. Ironically, Sean invested Channing Enterprise's funds in a fraudulent scheme.Sean's close ties with high-ranking officials at the Department of Taxation and Finance and the CEO of the bank where he borrowed money made the embezzlement and mounting debts difficult to detect. The high demand for campaign funds urged the man to use Channing Enterprise’s money.“Poor Cullen,” I muttered.“Did you read the news about Channing Incorporation?” Neil guessed.“Yes. I knew the company was doomed, but Sean sacrificed his son’s business, too. That’s crazy. The company was sup
[Sinclair]His men weren't in the suite, but they greeted me when I opened the door. I knew they would rush to protect their boss. If anyone else had come, his enemies would have killed Dustin.I turned to the former SW Nightclub customer, “If I were you, I’d fire all these useless people,” I said sarcastically.I didn’t wait for his response and turned away. His men moved aside, letting me pass. Someone like Dustin wouldn’t dare cause a scene. If people found out he was with his mistress, it would ruin his reputation. Therefore, I was sure the photo would disappear from the media.I would deal with Meryl’s issue at a different time. That woman escaped punishment after repeatedly hurting Darcy. She might think I wouldn’t touch her, no matter what she did to my wife. I would teach her a valuable lesson.“Sir, there are journalists,” Neil reported.“Have security block them from entering,” I ordered.Neil called someone. Security guards emerged from the security post near the house. Sev
[Darcy]I should have felt better after talking to Mom, but the heavy burden on my shoulders didn't lighten at all after telling her about my worries. I was even more anxious, waiting for the test results and wasn't ready for the worst-case scenario.Even though I came in the afternoon, I brought her favorite cake for her to enjoy with her cellmate. Mom shook her head because I didn’t follow her advice. What else could I do? She raised me to be a stubborn and selfish woman.“Are you okay?” Scott asked as we left the visitor’s area.I nodded. “I’m just hungry,” I lied.“We should eat before you see your father,” he suggested.“No. Keane must be looking for me. He shouldn’t cry too long,” I refused.An officer opened the door for me and Scott. We thanked him before leaving the corridor. Another officer automatically opened the gate. Though I’d been there many times before, my heart felt heavy leaving it, just like the first time. My poor mother.“Darcy!” someone called.I turned and saw
After finishing my business at the clinic, I headed to Mason's office. The staff greeted me politely. Even though my emotions were running high, I managed to hold myself back and return their greetings. I didn't have time to let my anger out.My lawyer and Marcel were in the meeting room. I greeted them before sitting down and reading our agreement. Mason had typed everything according to my request. He was honest as usual, using words that were easy to understand.“Is there anything you want to say about this agreement?” I asked."I shouldn't have done this. I was involved in your brother's death. You might not want to deal with me. I don’t know how long my sentence will be. But this agreement is void if I receive a sentence of more than five years,” Marcel regretted.“I’m sorry, I have to be selfish for the sake of the people who depend on that organization. I agree to whatever you think is best. So, I have no objection to this agreement,” he concluded.“Okay.” I signed and handed t