"Namhla?" Mosetsana breathed, her eyes bulging out of their sockets as she rose to her feet, using the table to stand straight since her legs were wobbly. She could not believe her eyes, Thuso's ex wife and the mother of his two kids was standing there in the flesh and she heard everything Mosetsana had just confessed. Amandla Namhla Ndabeni looked horrified and then her expression quickly morphed to embarrassment as her cheeks turned a shade darker and her eyes darted to the floor. "I'm sorry," she muttered under her breath, meeting Mosetsana's eyes briefly. "Do you mind taking a walk with me?" Mosetsana could have sworn she saw desperation and panic in the woman's eyes, but she could not be sure. She turned to the ladies for confirmation. Natalia stood up. "I should get to the office, take as much time as you need," she said hastily. "Yeah!" Lola followed. "I'd better go and survey the situation at home. See you guys later." They both left in a h

Everything was going according to plan, not only had people shown up in numbers to witness Aaron’s love for his father in a glamorous fashion, the people she had invited were also here. While the masses were having a good time drinking champagne, there were a few faces in the crowd that were very much uncomfortable. MJ was seated across Sandra Cooper at one of the tables. Sitting so close to her made MJ wonder why she was in Ireland because it was clear that she did not know anyone at the party. This was not Sandra's kind of scene, so it was strange that she even considered coming after MJ cooed Aaron Jr into sending her an invitation. Sandra and Alastair did not move in the same circles, this was more of Alastair Cooper's scenery than Sandra who was a certified housewife. "So, how do you feel now that the house is finally out of your hands?" MJ asked, watching her carefully. Sandra shrugged. "As difficult as it is to get used to, it is quite refreshing, hon

Javier Mendoza felt like strangling someone, there was a scorching feeling in his throat, he just wanted to scream. It was a damn pity that he could not touch MJ, she had really outplayed herself tonight by making sure that he did not enjoy himself. Inviting Anita Simmons and Brianna to the party and pretending that was just a coincidence, that was a good move on her part and doom on his. He had to tread carefully throughout the entire night in order to avoid running into either of them, they only exchanged a few words with Anita and their conversation could not be any more awkward, and Anita made a dash for it in less than two minutes. He never got to speak to Brianna, except for the time he went to greet her with Daniella, and she had looked every part uncomfortable, especially when Daniella asked her what she was doing there without her husband. The worst was when Anita had asked if they had met before because she looked quite familiar, Brianna had looked like

They could say the world was coming to an end, and Brianna doubted that would top the predicament she found herself in, in the last few days. She heard her laughter churning in her mind, remembering how she had not remembered the sound of her own laughter until the day she met her husband, Adam Grayson. It felt like such a distant memory, like everything that had happened in these past weeks had erased all the happiness she had built for herself all those years ago. She knew one thing for sure, exposing Samantha was not a mistake, neither was forming an unholy alliance with MJ Billings. However, there was something deeply unsettling about her latest stunt, she could not believe that she allowed Samantha to reel her into her crazy adventures. She knew her husband would not fall for the story about Brianna having an affair with Javier Mendoza, he knew she would never cheat on him. But still, if Samantha could work out that they are connected somehow, how long

The party was over and the last few of the guests were piling out of the restaurant. His father had long retired for the night, and Aaron Junior settled at one of the tables with a coffee in hand, he was drunk beyond limit, his head felt light and he could barely walk on his own.Everyone had left, except for the event planner who was helping the waiters to clean up. His mother could not have stayed longer than an hour, one minute she was there, and the next, she was gone. She had gone as far as switching hotels a few days before the party, that girl’s visit had left her unsettled. He could not wait for the day when they would no longer have to hide their relationship.“Mr McEnroe.”He lazily gazed up at the source of the voice and his lips quirked up. “Ms Simmons, Mr McEnroe is my father.”Anita Simmons smiled with a slight nod. “My apologies, Junior. Uhm… I just wanted to thank you for giving me this opportunity. It was truly an honour to work o