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Melissa paced her office, one hand on her hip and the other clamped around her phone. Her face was tight with worry. Oliver and Vivian sat side by side, legs crossed, eyes darting between each other and to Melissa. They looked worried as well. “You need to sit,” Oliver said quietly. “Let's figure out the next step.” Melissa shot him a sharp look, then finally dropped into her chair. She pulled the Eric Ltd project documents closer and flipped through it again, heavy sighs escaping her lips. Work had already commenced on the project, but they were stalled on resources. The robotic vendor was playing favorites. Melissa's team had placed the order three times now, and every time they'd been told to check back later. The last time Melissa went herself, one of the staff members pulled her aside and advised her to get Langley Corp, Blake Enterprises or any of the Tier 1 companies in the country to co-sign her purchase order. Her company was doing well, but it was her first time placi

Every accusation against Joan suddenly felt true. The voice on the phone could not be that of one of her staff. No clothing store attendant would have the confidence to answer his boss's phone, let alone speak to him in that manner. Now he knew Joan hadn't been pulling away because of something he did. She was clearly seeing someone else. How under his roof had that happened? When Joan was in his house, she was always indoors. Keon rubbed his temple. The betrayal cut deeper than he expected. With his heart hammering against his ribs, he texted his private investigator. He really wanted to know who the man or men Joan had been hanging around with. His response came in two minutes, “Nothing concrete had been found concerning Ms. Joan. No clothing business registered in her name. She hadn't been seen around like a regular person. She seemed to be surrounded by power. I'll need more time to find more about her.” Keon read the response until his face drained of color. For the rest o

Keon already had one foot out the door, ready to go after Joan, when Brandon hauled him back. “You want to leave my daughter here and run?” His eyes were blazing with fury. Keon forced a breath in, forcing himself to stay calm. “I'm not going anywhere,” the words came out in short gasps. “My phone is still there. I just thought I saw someone I knew out there.”“Someone?” A cold laugh tore from Brandon’s throat. “First you marry my daughter behind my back, get her pregnant, and now she's lying helpless on the bed because of you.” Brandon's voice shook, emotion bled from each of his words. “Now you saw someone you know, so you can run.” he chuckled dryly. “You can't go anywhere, Keon.” Arguing with the old man would only make things worse. Keon stepped back into the ward, his blood boiling with anger, and dropped into the chair. If Joan had been admitted at the hospital too, then he could find her later, maybe when Brandon dozed off or got distracted. He powered on his phone to

The doctor said Kimberly’s condition was improving unexpectedly and that she would likely open her eyes within a week.Brandon finally allowed Keon to leave the following day so he could attend to the company. Before leaving that morning, he tried to check on Joan, but he was denied access. At one point, he was threatened with arrest, leaving him no choice but to back off. Keon got home to meet Alice and Miriam in his house. For them to be in his house early in the morning, it meant there was trouble. His heart sank when he saw Eliana's luggage by the stairs. “Mom, what are you doing here? Where is my daughter?” Alice gave him a disdainful look before replying, “I brought her back.” Keon's brows furrowed. “Why?” Miriam stepped forward, cutting in. “Not only is she rude, she's stubborn. I don't know if it's you who failed to raise her properly, or Joan or Kimber…” She didn't get to finish her sentence. Keon's palm struck her cheek, delivering a slap.He was already stretched to

Joan’s mind was still reeling when a call from her long time friend, Juliet, pulled her out of her thoughts. Juliet was her close friend since she was working as a waitress at a restaurant. Around the same time she left to get married to Keon, Juliet gained admission into nursing school and had become a nurse. Joan pushed her worries aside and answered, a faint smile crossing her face. Their conversation carried a sweet warmth of a genuine reunion. For almost thirty uninterrupted minutes, they talked and laughed about the old days.Then Juliet paused, her tone turning serious. “You didn't mention Keon. How is he?” Joan was silent for a moment. Then, beat by beat, she told her everything, all Keon had done and where she stood now. When it came to Tristan, she only brushed over him, careful not to go too deep. She was afraid that if she started talking much about him, she would lose herself and sound like she was helplessly in love with him.She couldn't hide anything from Juliet.