"Alexander," she called out, her voice firm yet apprehensive."Hello doll", Alexander replied with that irritating short laugh that Nora despised so much.Summoning all her strength, Nora took a deep breath and mustered the courage to assert herself, "Don't call me that, Alexander. We have nothing to discuss, don't call me anymore." She ended the call, feeling both anger and disbelief at the audacity he displayed by contacting her out of the blue.In the quiet aftermath of the call, Nora's mind raced with frustration. "How could he just call me like nothing happened?" she thought, feeling a mix of indignation and vulnerability. His cavalier demeanour only added to her frustration, as if their history together held no weight.The phone rang again, and Nora, still seething from the previous encounter, picked up the call, ready to give Alexander a piece of her mind. "Alex, I thought I warned you to leave me alone!" she yelled into the receiver, her voice filled with exasperation."It's m

Nora was surprised and it was obvious. "You mean they had both had sex and didn't tell you", Nora asked completely perplexed. "But he would have known after meeting you that you were not the same girl he had a one-night stand with ", Nora stated. "When we first met he had called me Vee, I chalked it off to coincidence but I guess he thought I was Vivian went we first met", Veronica responded. "He started this whole mess. When he realised you weren't your sister, why didn't he say something", Nora enquired. Veronica kept mute and Nora continued, "he started this whole mess and Vivian made it messier", Nora said looking at her friend with unabashed care and concern. Even though she still had more questions Nora kept quiet and watched her friend. Veronica sighed deeply, her eyes welling up with tears once again. "I don't know, Nora," she said, her voice tinged with frustration and hurt. "I wish I had the answers, but all I know is that he should have said something. He should have tol

Nora's phone buzzed, displaying Pascal's name on the screen. She answered the call. His tone was more serious than usual, and he addressed her by her full name instead of his usual playful "girlie.""Nora, why didn't you redo the designs for the swimsuits?" Pascal's voice was curt, leaving no room for pleasantries."I did," Nora replied, trying to keep her frustration in check."Well, they're not up to par. You had submitted the same designs back with little or no alterations. You better get on it, make the necessary improvements and leave them on my table. I have instructed the security to let you in" Pascal's voice instructed, and the call ended abruptly, leaving Nora with a sense of urgency and a tinge of annoyance. Confused and concerned, Nora made a quick decision. She sent a text message to her mother, informing her that she was heading back to her office. The unease gnawed at her as she walked into the office building.Inside, she was met by Israel, the chief of security. Desp

Nora was taken aback by his appearance – he was dressed in a finely tailored grey suit, quite unlike his usual shirts and sweaters. Nora, with her keen fashion sense, could instantly recognize the quality of the suit even from a distance.Greg's overall demeanour seemed altered too. There was something about him that she couldn't quite put her finger on, a certain air of change that hung around him. She felt an urge to approach him and strike up a conversation. But before she could act on that impulse, two elegantly dressed men approached Greg. They exchanged greetings and promptly led him to a reserved area of the restaurant, clearly a more private space. That put a pause on Nora's intention of talking to Greg.Her focus was abruptly shifted when Alexander's voice cut through the air, drawing her attention. "Hello, doll," he greeted as he took his seat across from her. "Lost in thought?" he asked, his voice playful. Nora realized that she had been deep in contemplation and missed his

Amanda Johnson's heart ached for her daughter, her pain a tangible weight in the room. Her love for Nora was immense, and seeing her suffer brought tears to her eyes. The memories of Nora's marriage to Alexander were etched with turmoil, and Amanda knew it was time to reveal a hidden truth."Nora, sweetheart," Amanda began, her voice tremulous but determined. "Your father and I made a difficult decision years ago, one we felt was best for you in the midst of your pain." As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes. She recounted the events they had concealed from Nora – the harrowing time when Nora was in the hospital, broken and struggling.Amanda recalled the moment they had gone to face Alexander's parents, a memory that played out vividly in her mind's eye. It was as if time had not dimmed its intensity.The ambience of Alexander's parent's house was a display of opulence – a sprawling estate complete with a grand pool, a jacuzzi, and even a tennis court. Security personnel guarded th