Upon arriving at Madden Limited, Ashley was greeted by the receptionist in the lobby."Good day miss, how may I assist you?" the receptionist greeted Ashley with a smile."I am here to see Joyce Hart. Could you please tell me where her office is located?" Ashley inquired politely."May I know if you have an appointment with her?" the receptionist asked."Yes, I do," Ashley confirmed."Great! Let me check her schedule to confirm. Could I please have your name?" the receptionist asked."My name is Ashley Garcia," Ashley replied.The receptionist quickly typed Ashley's name into the system and said, "Yes, I see your appointment here. Please give me a moment to inform Ms. Hart of your arrival."Ashley nodded, grateful for the receptionist's assistance. As she waited, she looked around the lobby and admired the sleek and modern design of the reception area. The walls were adorned with framed pictures of the company's latest products, and the floors were polished to a mirror-like shine.Aft

Ashley left Madden Limited, feeling satisfied with the outcome of her meeting with Joyce Hart. As she made her way back to her own company, she couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. She had secured a major deal with one of the biggest players in the industry, and that was no small feat.As she walked into her company, her secretary greeted her with a smile and handed her a stack of messages and emails. Ashley nodded her thanks and made her way to her office. Sitting behind her desk, she took a deep breath and began to sort through the papers on her desk.As she rummaged through the drawers of her desk, searching for a particular document, she suddenly remembered something that made her heart skip a beat. Marcellus didn't come to the airport to see Larisa off or better still stop her from leaving. She knows Larisa still loves Marcellus, and she wondered why he didn't come. Has something happened? Was he okay?Ashley, feeling worried, retrieved Alex's phone number and procee

Clara hesitated, feeling anxious about seeing Marcellus' mother again. She didn't want to upset her, but she didn't want to leave without seeing Marcellus either."Come on," James called out to her, noticing that she was lagging behind. "We need to see Mr. Huxley."Clara took a deep breath and gathered her courage. She slowly made her way toward Mrs. Huxley, trying to keep a safe distance."Mrs. Huxley," James greeted her politely. "We're here to see Mr. Huxley."Mrs. Huxley looked up, her eyes red and puffy from crying as she smiled at James,Mrs. Huxley turns her gaze at Mrs. Mary, her eyes filled with tears. "Oh, Mrs. Mary, you're here," she said, her voice shaking with emotion.Mrs. Mary quickly walked over to Mrs. Huxley and wrapped her arms around her in a tight embrace. "Yes, ma'am, I'm here," she said, comforting her.James and Clara stood back respectfully, giving the two women some privacy. They could see the relief on Mrs. Huxley's face as she hugged Mrs. Mary tightly, grat

As soon as Mr. Huxley's eyes met Clara's, his expression darkened with anger. He couldn't forget the stress he had to go through when he had to intervene after hearing about the discord between Clara and Larisa at Marcellus's wedding. He had to order his guards to confine Clara until after the ceremony, which was a difficult decision for him to make.Despite his anger, Mr. Huxley remained composed and approached Clara with a stern expression. "What are you doing here?" he demanded.Clara's heart pounded as she stood before Mr. Huxley, the man who had always been cold and disapproving towards her. "I came here to see Marcellus," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "I wanted to see how he's doing."Mr. Huxley looked at her with a stern expression. "Have you seen him now?" he asked.Clara nodded, her eyes flickering with fear and uncertainty. "Yes, I have. He's still unconscious.""Then it's time for you to leave," Mr. Huxley said firmly.Clara felt a lump form in her throat

As Larisa slowly opened her eyes, she lifted her hands to rub away the remnants of her dream. A smile spread across her face as she realized she was in the luxurious hotel room, complete with plush bedding and a stunning view of the city skyline. As Larisa sat up, she looked through the window then she reached for her phone to check the time and saw that it was Evening. Larisa's stomach grumbled loudly as she realized she was famished. She decided to order some food from the hotel's room service and picked up the telephone to place her order.Good evening, this is room service. How may I assist you?" a friendly voice answered on the other end."Hi, this is Larisa in room 1505. I'd like to order some dinner, please," Larisa said. her stomach grumbling as she spoke."Of course, what would you like to order?" the voice replied."I'll have the classic burger with fries, please," Larisa said, craving some familiar comfort food. her mouth watering at the thought of the delicious meal."Gr