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"I did not." Rose nodded once. Then she turned back to Ethan. "I have known this girl for two years," she said. "I have watched her in this family. I know what she is and I know what she is not. And I will tell you now, in front of all of you, so that no one in this room can later say they did not hear it clearly." She paused. "Luna is the only daughter-in-law I recognise. The only one. Whatever papers you are holding, whatever decision you think you have made, it does not change that."

"She’s a Moretti. Her mother abandoned her father. That blood is weak. Unstable." "Don’t," he said, the word cracking. "Don’t talk about her like that." He’d never interrupted his mother before. Never raised his voice to the woman who’d ruled the Rossi household with Sicilian steel. But today, the headlines were screaming: [ROSSI HEIR’S WEDDING DAY BETRAYAL] [MORETTI BRIDE VANISHES—TAKES SECRETS WITH HER] Rossi Holdings stock had plummeted. Business partners were withdrawing. In their world, reputation was currency, and Alexander had bankrupted them.

the two girls said uniformly and chuckled at the slight coincidence "then without further delay, let me introduce my new wife who goes by the name Rose, she's my priceless jewel now," my husband said and kissed my cheek "It's nice to meet you, Mrs Rose, I'm Kingsley Decker" his son replied and stretched his hand for a handshake I shook hands with him and we both smiled at each other "I'm Lisa, it's nice to meet you," one of the girls said and shook hands with me "I'm Georgina, the last born of the house, it's a pleasure having you in our family," the last girl said

“He’s handsome too, like Uncle Maxwell, but Dad is more handsome than Uncle Maxwell.” Rosalind chuckled to hear that. “Dad will be so happy to hear that.” Then she nodded. “Axel is a good boy. You can be good friends.” She giggled to imagine Jane grew up later. Even her seven-year-old daughter could see the handsome boy and men. “Yes, Mom. Maybe I’ll marry Axel when I grow up, but don’t tell Dad. It’s our secret.” Again, Rosalind giggled to hear that. “Yes, it’s our secret. Let’s seal it with our pinky fingers.” She lifted her pinky fingers and linked it with her daughter’s.

Hardin says, trying to steady Tessa's head as it rests on his left arm. "Still... But I want more red roses, at our wedding." Tessa envisioned the wedding concept that had just passed through her social media a few days ago. "Whatever you want, let's make it happen together." Hardin smiles. ***** Axel looked up at his mother who was now wearing prisoner's clothing. His mother and his ex-wife were officially detained by the police for the crimes they both committed. "Is it like this... The treatment of a child, to the mother who gave birth to him?" Dara opened her mouth feeling disappointed with her son Axel, who did not make any defense to Dara.

"I'll let you know when they are done." Mr. Davinsky was not joking. He was a beast. Axel winced at Rose's cry when he tore into her with ferocity. She must have been a beast too, because she matched his madness with hers. It didn't take so long after that. Rose lit a cigarette when they were done and Axel nodded at Donald to return to his position. "Damn. Your wife doesn't give you any of this, does she?" Mr. Davinsky colored in fury. "Leave my wife out of this." He spat.

"She is Axe's niece?" Rose gave a small whisper. She frowned as Bridgette swallowed roughly the remaining cookie in her mouth. "No." The woman replied half reluctantly. "Axe's daughter. Campel is with another woman. The point is that I'm married to a bastard, Rose. You know him, of course, so I won't tell you much." A forced smile-Rose calmly took in every word that passed Bridgette's lips. All the things... she either believed or didn't. For once she didn't interrupt. Waiting for her to finish.

Mrs Romero hadn't noticed someone joined her and shuddered lightly when those words were spoken. "Oh! Just sad!" She stated and went silent. The look she had on her face informed Claire she wanted the conversation to end as quickly as possible. "What's making you sad Mrs Romero? Are you not happy your daughters is getting married to a well-do man....or is it something else? Mrs Romero cast a deep gaze at Claire who joined in the "glaring games". "It's Bianca's father." She stuttered her daughter's name, Almost like she wanted to say something else.

today. Yeah, didn't see this coming. A bunch of big-name relationship bloggers were livestreaming, blasting everything—Axel and Gloria's affair, the fire, the whole ugly mess. "They're not some epic love story," one blogger snapped. "They're gross." "His wife was risking her life in a fire while he made her save photos of him and his side chick." "And this clown just told an interviewer last week that he's 'a loyal man.'" The crowd lost it.

Axel prologue. "I am Axel Xavier, the husband of this beloved soloist, and also the father of an adorable and charming son. Yes, you're not mistaken. I used to be the bodyguard for this beautiful woman, and fortunately, I have now been promoted because I could change my status to Aura's husband, or more often, as you call her, Park Ae Ra," Axel revealed. Laughter could be heard clearly. "And tonight, I want to celebrate my wife's birthday with all of you," Axel continued.