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Apollo asks. “Iris was your dad’s mistress for years. She tried to get pregnant and couldn’t because Bruce held back. She flip her lid when she saw your mom pregnant with Queen Mia. In fact Iris witnessed the Queen’s birth. Joshua recuited her to help dislodge your mother from your father. Your dad couldn’t justify killing a human. So she is out there. Where is she Melissa?” I ask still pushing a little aura. “She is mated to a Werecat on the border land. She never comes into packlands,” Melissa confesses.

“I understand that.” “Then there’s nothing to discuss.” Melissa exchanged a quick glance with the employees behind her. “There may be nothing inappropriate about the photograph, but that doesn’t mean people won’t create a story around it.” “They create stories every day.” “This one involves your assistant.” I felt my jaw tighten. “Her name is Ofelia Bennett.” “I know who she is.” “Then stop calling her a mystery woman.” Melissa held my gaze calmly. She had worked for me long enough not to be intimidated by my tone.

Melissa Millar, the MM Queen or should she say Melissa Jones, Richard's hidden daughter. Melissa looked at her with hatred in her eyes. She came toward Anastasia like a raging bull and in a blink, landed a slap on her other cheek. Anastasia's face flew to the side but the smirk was still there. "How dare you make fun of me?! How dare you mock me?!" She snapped at Anastasia while shaking in anger. "For you, I had to live in darkness from childhood and you dared to make fun of me?!" She shouted on her face and landed another slap on her face. She was clearly taking revenge on Anastasia for the slap she had given her in her office. "I had to suffer so much for you!" Melissa shouted at Anastasia

Colette Smith (P.O.V.) Just then I got a message on my phone. Multiple messages by the sound of it, as my phone went notified me multiple times. I retrieved my phone and opened the message. It was a message from an unknown number. In the message were pictures and videos and Lisa and Callum having sex.

I thought you if all people would understand that". Melissa stepped outside into the cool evening air and onto the decking. Seeing all that water around her made her nauseous and dizzy. She hopped into stable ground and grabbed onto a beam that supported the overhead structure. Emotions were a tidal wave building inside her. Thoughts of hiding, of playing along with Richard's plan for the past year ate away her insides. Having to pretend everything was great when she was dying inside fueled the force of the crash that was to come. The waves were cresting and she needed an outlet. Melissa glanced around before running onto the nearby bank. She crouched down and hugged her knees,looking across

the video placed her on the front screen. Melissa exhaled, she could sense the slander coming from a mile away. "You might not understand my purpose for making this video, and I apologize that I must remain anonymous for my own safety but the Luna of Dunham is not a werewolf. She is a witch!" The voice paused then several videos of her, from her past life played. There was one where she tripped from the stairs and at the time, Melissa had been embarrassed by the event.

Melissa hurried into the office while Carl followed behind her looking helpless. “What is it now?” Matteo asked coldly. Melissa quickly walked toward his desk with her phone in her hand. “Sister-in-law is all over the internet,” she blurted out anxiously. “She’s trending everywhere.” Matteo’s expression darkened instantly. Melissa quickly played the video Lyka uploaded online. The moment Lyka’s crying face appeared on the screen, the atmosphere in the room became heavy. Matteo watched the entire video silently. Lyka cried beautifully on camera, talking about her missing sister, begging Myra to come home, acting like a worried and heartbroken sister.

Even the government boasts of his annual achievements, therefore honoring him at several events. A few months ago, I was going through his autobiography online when I found myself on a gist page. It was one of those celebrity gossip websites. During that time, Listowel and Melissa were trending. They had apparently been seen at a restaurant and most people especially Wendy Macinni’s fans were accusing Melissa of being a homebreaker. Curiosity got to the best of me; causing me to do a little background search on Melissa. Interestingly, she was in the legal field, and upon reading her portfolios; I took a liking to her.

she said. "What do you need?" Brian asked. "I need someone to publish her disgrace on the Internet. Bryson is suspecting me anytime such a thing comes up. Now I want a natural person not linked to me to do that," Melissa said. "Who do you have in mind? One of my servants" Brian chuckled. "Nope, I am looking at your bed warmer. Her friend," Melissa said with a smile. "And what do I get?" Bryson asked. "I will deliver the African girl to you once Bryson throws her out," Melissa promised.

Melissa looked her up and down, smirking. “Heard you’re playing with dead fish these days? Such a waste—our department’s belle turned seaweed farmer.” The surrounding social wives giggled, their judgmental eyes sharp as blades. Lena sipped her lemon water. “Move. You’re blocking the light.” Melissa’s face twisted. “Still pretending? Everyone knows what you did! Selling your team’s data for money, killing your own father from anger, getting expelled… And now you dare come here? What, ran out of money on that stupid island and came to catch a new sugar daddy?”