Maieil So it's decided, I'm going to keep my child. I am ready to fight against all odds for this child. I wanted him and even though he seems to have come at the wrong time, I still want him. At the moment, I don't know if I'm going to tell his father that I'm pregnant with him or not. That's the dilemma I'm in right now. In case I decide to inform him of the news, there is no doubt that he will want to be present in the life of this child and by extension, in mine. In this case, all my efforts to get away from him fell through. I cannot say what could result from my proximity to Dinam. As soon as he is near me, I lose control of my body. Dinam exudes a strength from him, or else a power before which I cannot resist. So how can I take the risk of talking to him about my pregnancy while preventing us from jumping on each other like goats every time we have to see each other. As for the second hypothesis, namely not informing Dinam that I am expecting a child from him, I also run a r

Martina Lens told me that everything went well between Maïeil and him during their last dinner during which Maïeil told him the news about her pregnancy. Fortunately for us, I had already warned Lens about this pregnancy and I had prepared him for how he should respond to Maïeil. Otherwise, Lens would have done everything wrong. It's crazy what I have to do to make sure things work out the way I want them to. But it's not that hard! To believe that I am surrounded by stupid and incapable people. Despite the years that Lens had to spend by my side, he still hasn't learned anything. Fortunately, the wedding side is settled. Now I have to concentrate on finding a method to abort my daughter-in-law. I really need to think about it before the wedding date rolls around. For now, I need to find the toxic substance that will cause her abortion. I don't care what this question is. I have my doctor with whom I work and who often provides me with toxic products that could not be sol

Dinam My life has changed drastically since I moved in with my father. My mother was right, he is very nice. He put me in a position of technical director in his company. My dad owns several businesses here at home and across the continent. The one in which he placed me does international transport and transit. This company deals with the transport of goods on an international level. We are also involved in the transit of goods and manage an airline company. It is the largest airline in our country. At the moment, I have a lot of work to do. My father, who manages several businesses at the same time, is often very busy. I usually find myself alone in his big house, even if I lack nothing. We have house staff who take care of everything. They would even be ready to wash and dress me if I didn't object. I also had the opportunity to chat with my sister. I find her very nice and we chat regularly. She is excited at the idea of ​​having a brother, and I too have always dreamed of playing

Martina That jerk Ethan left me no choice but to end his miserable life. He played with fire, and he got burned. I had warned him, but he did as he pleased. He stubbornly challenged me, yet he was no match for me. Since that day that he had come to my house during his lunch break to say he had to warn me, I had therefore understood following his threats that he was a danger for my projects and that I had to put him off the board quickly. However, I hadn't hesitated to make him understand that I could be dangerous and that he should be careful of me, but he proved to be stubborn. Anyway, him and me, it couldn't work in the long term. It was for this reason that he had to die at all costs. It's already been a week since I put my detective to tail him. According to the latter's reports, Ethan still continued to see my daughter-in-law, to the point of asking her to take care of me. There's no doubt that this cretin was planning to throw everything at Maïeil. It was therefore after obtain

Martina I took care of the smallest details so that this wedding ceremony was a perfect success. For more than two weeks, I couldn't close my eyes for more than three hours. The interest at stake is enormous, therefore, there is no room for error. I'm sitting in the front row to savor my decisive ticket to my projects. I'm soaring in the air for what I managed to do. It wasn't easy at all, but I made it. In a short time, all of my husband's fortune will be rightfully mine. Sitting proudly to savor this great step towards my victory, I attend the exchanges of consent. Everything was going very well until the celebrant asks Maïeil if she agrees to take Lens as her husband. I'm crossing my fingers that this wedding for which I have worked for a long time is finally celebrated. However, there is, as it were, a malaise. What is that idiot Maïeil doing? As everyone hangs on her lips waiting for her to consent to the question posed by the pastor, she remains silent and casts her gaze around