As they screamed on top of their voices, they were throwing her eggs, tomatoes, and even stones. Maria became desperate to get her friend away from the crowd, but all to nought. Seeing that she couldn’t create a path for Meera, Maria hugged her and began to collect all that was thrown at Meera with her body. Ben stopped granting interviews and stood there, watching as Meera and Maria were being attacked, while the reporters took pleasure in taking pictures and videos. Even though he still feels hatred for Meera for what she did to him, he decided to help her, at least for old times sake. Just as he was about to take a step towards her, the appearance of a convoy of black vehicles caught his attention. When the long row of black cars stopped in front of the court, out came an entourage of bodyguards forming two long lines with Greg in the middle. Their momentum commanded respect and the aura shrouding them caused a sense of dread to everyone present. The coldness in their eyes woul

Meanwhile, it’s been two days since Meera was taken away by Greg and Maria had started to grow worried. At first, when she told David about it, the boy assured her that Meera was fine and she shouldn’t worry. However, for how long would she stay put and not look for her friend? David, whom she thought would be more worried about his sister, was chatting on his phone with a broad smile on his lips. What kind of situation was this? Not able to take it anymore, Maria stormed in on David, yanked his phone off his grip and was about to throw it aside when she caught the name he was chatting with. Greg Carl!“Do you know him?” surprised Maria questioned. Was Greg a person whom David could befriend on Instagram? The man’s account is private and rarely interacts with anything or anyone, unless on occasions where his account ‘likes’ the company’s post. How did he become friends with David? Maria peeked at their conversation and her eyes widened. She looked over at David and asked, “When di

At the gym.. “Greg, why do you have her in your holiday house?” Sonia questioned as she watched him on the treadmill.“Is this related to work?”“No, but– ““Then leave it be.” Sonia swallowed the bitter taste in her mouth. How could she leave it be? Another woman had effortlessly stolen what she’s been watching out for, for years! Did Meera know the sacrifices she made to be able to stick by his side? Did Meera know how many times she schemed against the females around him to be able to become the only woman around him? Was Greg someone Meera could have? How dare she?! Sonia took a deep breath and a moment later, she was calm and elegant like she’s always been. “Mrs. Carl won’t like her. She’d be pissed if you don’t marry Rosie.” She wasn’t fond of Rosie either, but Rosie was a small matter compared to Meera. If she could talk him out of his stupid idea of being with Meera, she could also make him shove Rosie away. “You’re suspended,” Greg spat without looking back at her. Sho

In the family, only her children were seen as shameless, useless, and worthless because they don’t want to get involved in business, politics, and the country’s security. One of her sons chose to be a celebrity, Ronnie wanted to be a fashion designer but his exile complicated things for him. As for her only daughter, she chose to become a model. What is wrong with those careers? Indeed, her children don't make monetary contributions to the family, but her husband is a mayor and Ronnie has given the family a grandchild and another is on the way. Thick silence hung in the air after Madam Carolyn made that statement. Her husband frowned at her and so did the others. Although they tear each other down at every opportunity, calling Chloe a barren was a taboo in the family. Her condition was one of the many sacrifices that saved the family many years ago– even before Madam Carolyn was married into the family. “Who said that?!” Everyone simultaneously turned to the stairs, descending wit

Greg returned to his holiday house immediately he received a call from the housekeeper. Arriving at the house, Meera was sitting with her back to the headboard. Greg stood by the door, staring at the woman who was chatting with her friend and brother. None of them noticed his presence. He was about to leave to avoid eavesdropping but stiffened when Maria asked Meera a question relating to him.“When did you intend to tell me that you knew Mr. Greg? What relationship do you two have?”“Except that he’s a big name in the country, I have no idea who he is and why he saved me.”“He likes you, can’t you tell?” David threw in his opinion while playing games on his phone.“What do you know about love?” Maria took a jab at him and scoffed.“Sister Maria, stop looking down on me. I’m master of ladies’ hearts,” he said proudly.“Is that so, then the king of England is my father,” she playfully rolled her eyes.It seemed they wouldn’t be talking about him. He turned and was ready to leave but fr