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He is a good actor then’ thought Lily while judging him. “I think he is lying” whispered Layla while narrowing her eyes. “We can’t tell. He is famous for being a self made billionaire” replied Lily in a whisper. “And see now you have built a whole empire single handedly” said Liam proudly. “I think you can say that” said Jaemin with humble smile. “You must be very lonely in the process” said Mother Kim in a caring tone. “Look at Mother Teresa! She is ready to shed tears on everything he says” said Layla pointing towards her mother and Lily chuckled.

I was mad that we might have to go to war and, above all, mad that Jasmine kept a lot from me. Laila's wounds came to my mind, and I remembered that she claimed to not know Stasia with such powers. Indeed, Laila was telling the truth in that regard. Stasia had visited her in her sleep and hurt her. Could the siblings be telling the truth about the other stuff? Was this all a coincidence?

Which is equivalent to life imprisonment. I didn't have anything to do with her husband and the child. But l forced her to sign her company to Majah. She had forced Majah and her husband to divorce because she was pregnant. So it's Majah to decide what to do with the company and the man.We concealed any news about Leyla. We didn't want any attention. ********************** A week later lsla recovered well and there was no signs of that virus in her body. So we flew back to Rabadan. We had not warmed the seat when my water broke.

laila try to control her laughter before she compose herself. “ awww… the willer daughter is broken by McNair. Aren’t you pregnant before or is it not Aaron own?, well I didn’t fraud you miss willer, you were stupidly in love and all I did was help you. Am I a bad person mmmm?” Laila sheepishly said before chuckling.

“Are you not going to eat? Do not be bashful. I am being nice. Accept the meal. Would you like me to turn around, so you have some privacy to eat?” “Go to hell Adelina,” Laila said as she attempted to spit at my feet but failed because I guess her mouth was too dry. “Hmm, it seems like you could really use some water. Here you go.” I place a closed bottle of water at her feet. She looked at it then back up at me as she glared at me. She could not open the bottle of water because her hands were restrained but that was all part of the fun. “Maybe I will let you go if you tell me what you know. That is all I want from you. There is nothing that I can get from hurting you. I already have Isla in

Leka pov, As I was looking my laddoo who is sleeping peacefully in the cradle, I heard subha aunty whisper who is a middle aged woman working as a cook in rakshith house.. "Leka Madam..Dr.Pooja is waiting for you" I nodded and left the room after telling nanny to take care of my laddoo and to call me if my laddoo woke up..I asked subha aunty in a fake angry tone as we were walking out of the room

Mother of mehak malik, she is a single mother Sameer mirza... Would be husband of alia malik Alia malik... Sister of mehak malik Farha shah... Sister of sameera khan , aunty of Ibrahim khan Some more characters will be introduced in the story "Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength while loving someone deeply gives you courage "

He knew Kaden’s reputation, and more importantly, he knew Kaden’s net worth. Laila spoke then, her voice calm and clear, cutting through her father's bluster. She didn't address his insults. Instead, she looked at the crowd of influential guests, the people whose opinions her father valued more than his own blood. She told them that there had been a misunderstanding. She explained that the "illness" her family had reported was actually a direct result of her fiancé and her sister trying to ensure she wouldn't make it to the altar. She didn't shout; she spoke with a clinical detachment that was far more damaging. She described the scene in her bedroom, the words of the men in the alley, and t

Candles, the nice plates. She passes me the bread and says it quietly, like she’s been holding onto it for a while. “Have you heard how he is? Ocean.” I look at her. Laila, fifty years old. Still beautiful in that natural way women get when they never had to try too hard. Kind eyes and a practical mind. I married her thirty years ago because she was the right woman for the life I was building, and I’ve never regretted it once. She knows nothing.

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.