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he asked sarcastically. “I don’t care.” She replied carelessly. Donovan rose, fed up with her antics. “Miss Andra Anderson.” She stared up at him, unsettled by the formal address. “What?” she asked. He should be handing her some money at least, not talking to her formally. “If I were you, I would start job hunting.” He advised and walked away towards his bedroom, leaving her alone in confusion and fear over her future survival. *** Andra sat down, sulking for a while. Then she realized that the day was just beginning. She had to eat. At least she had some cash in her hand. The earlier she opened the account, the better for her.

I nodded. I went to my room and wore the dress. It was blue party wear. It was a little short but looked cute. I combed my hair, but kept it open. I went down. “Let’s go,” he smiled. I nodded and went with him. We went out and the media came just in a few minutes. “Anderson Corporation is taking a prominent decision. I, Robert Anderson, are handing over my command to my beloved wife, Hailey Anderson. She will now handle my business…” he kept on speaking while I just stood beside him.

However, he keeps on declining to his heart. Eric cooks foods for him. He’s not good in cooking, yet he would try it for him. While he is cooking in the kitchen, his hears has heard a noise in the outside. He would like to see it, yet he won’t like to leave his foods. Inside the room, Anderson’s nose smells to the delicious foods which has cooked to his sweet lover for him. His tongue is getting appetite; to take this food. And then, his eyes are wanting to see these kinds of foods. A couple of minutes, his ears have heard to the footstep. To that, his feet are shaking like a leaf.

she said, it sounded like it was form a distant. “What do I do now?” “Start with being active on the news, online updates. If it was otherwise, you could've remembered his face from the onset.” She knew how much I don't like the tabloid, reading people's mistakes especially, but she doesn't know why. We kept quiet for a minute till I broke the silence. “What do you know about Vaughn?” “Happily married.” That's all? “And?” I asked, sensing there might be more. “Asher was a womanizer, but he left that lifestyle since Eve.”

Thanksgiving is over, my friends have returned home. Austin has returned home. Antonio’s body has returned to the local funeral parlor. Over the past week I have been dealing with phone calls and emails about Antonio’s death. No one seems to have boundaries. This is my husband. I’ve tried to stay off of the computer, even to check email because of seeing all the news. “Antonio Anderson death”, “Antonio Anderson passes away, age 43”, “Antonio Anderson died in a horrific car crash”, “Mrs. Anderson moves on without Mr. Anderson”. No Mrs. Anderson didn’t move on, why are they so grimy?

“Calm down, she is turning him down. Private verses public.” “Right,” I say turn back to my own phone. “I’m sending ‘Only losers try to take what isn’t theirs while leaving gold sitting alone.’” “Thank you all so much,” Victoria whispers. “Hey we got your back,” Angelica smiles. “My follows are dogging him.” “Baseball team is ready to push him out,” Trace smiles. “Mom wants to know if she should encourage Dad to distance himself from business with the Andersons,” Andrew smiles. “Yes,” we all answer together.

The woman narrowed her eyes while she stared in the direction of Anderson before leaving towards the opposite direction, with the two men following behind. “Everything feels so real.” Anderson who was lost in thought had found his way to the cafeteria. He sat before his plate of bread, bacon, a box of juice and as a dessert, one small cup of pudding. He had taken a bite out of the bread, and it tasted as it should. The grogginess he felt, the terrible feeling of vomiting and the pain of the needle being stuck into his arm, he felt it all, and it all felt exactly as they should. “Is this a dream? it feels too real to be one.” He whispered to himself, holding his head while trying to properly

Chapter 1 One sunny Sunday afternoon at the Anderson’s Mansion. It’s family day today, so it means it’s that time of the week where everybody in the family needs to be present for their family lunch. Steve Anderson, the head of the family, invited his childhood best friend Thomas Reid and his family to join them with their lunch. It was the first time that their children will meet each other since Thomas Reid and his wife Trina moved to Singapore after they got married.

to see Wilson smiling at them. “Wilson?” Said mitch. “Mitch, '' Wilson said, smiling. Mitch looked at Andrea and raised her eyebrow. Mitch didn't know the set up of the three of them as Anderson's parents and Mitch didn't know Anderson was Wilson's son because Andrea knew that Mitch was angry with Wilson when Wilson left her to go with another woman who got pregnant. Since Mitch married an American, she hasn't been updated on Andrea's life because she already has her own family in america. “Join us bro, let’s eat” Oliver invited him. "Actually, I just finished breakfast but it looks like Marta's cooking is delicious so I'll go ahead and eat too" Wilson said with a smile. “Dad, I also helped

"How am I supposed to survive anorexia?" The top comment read, "Get yourself a boyfriend who's a chef! My husband changes up the menu every single day of the year, and even the apples he slices for me are always shaped like little bunnies. I've basically fallen in love with food because of him!" A netizen gushed, "Whoa! Where do you even find a gem like that?"