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~Maya’s POV~ Lunch was pleasant; I’m glad Zion chose to take us elsewhere. Nathan’s sex video was on the news, and I was the only person who saw him having a threesome, so he might think I had a hand in it. I didn’t really need all that stress, really. I know I might be his number one suspect, but I can’t risk stressing myself over his sex video. My husband is effusive and kind. I really love that idiot. I wonder how he can have two personalities. Zion is sweet, caring, and loving when he’s with me. But a lion when he’s at work and people fear him so much. No one should cross him; rumor has it that with a single phone call, he can make you lose everything in a single minute. He is intimidati

“Let’s just say Zane doesn’t like competition. Especially from someone who doesn’t play by his rules.” Grayson nodded slowly, but before he could respond, a murmur rippled through the café. Heads turned toward the flat-screen television mounted on the wall near the counter. The news ticker at the bottom of the screen blazed in bold red and white letters. BREAKING: Business Tycoon Zane Embroiled in Scandal. YES! This was it. I glanced at Grayson, whose eyes were now glued to the screen, his cappuccino forgotten. I followed his gaze, my pulse quickening as the news anchor’s voice cut through the café’s chatter.

She smiled lightly, reached out, and took them: "Then I will thank you for Zoe." Nathaniel stopped, his expression changed slightly, then smiled again: "I'll go first." "Sister, you're really dishonest, don't you like watching TV series?" Henry heard their conversation from the side. After Nathaniel left, he squinted at Natalie. No one in the family knew she had this hobby, but he happened to know. Natalie frowned, calmly put the ticket in her pocket, and replied lightly: "That's because I like Zoe, I just want to join for fun."

T*****R EXPLODES AGAIN— This time with a new picture. A grainy photo of Nathan, standing outside a hospital ward window, blurred but clearly peeking in. Captioned in flaming red font: 🕵🏽‍♂️ “SPY? OR SECOND FATHER?” 📸 Photo credit: @_LagosBloggerQueen #NathanWatch #SecretBabyDaddy? #Zara’sExWasThere? INT. COMMENT SECTIONS – AVALANCHE OF REACTIONS –

Wumi sang, her voice taking an octave up, "When this guy go to see you eh, he'll forget his nationality." "Do you even know his nationality?" Simi asked, rolling her eyes at Wumi's comment, "I know he's my only hope to better that just this," she snarled a little, with a tint of disgust on her face, "But you can come to my place instead nah," "And what happens to Wumi? Plus, you live with your brother and he's always looking at me weird." "Because he likes you and he's sixteen." "Simi! I know you're trying to help but just let me do this. I'm just looking pretty so that if I can't get the job, I can at least charm the man,"

"Doubt it, let's finish getting ready." Harken wanders into the living room and collapses onto the couch, picking up the remote and flipping through the channels before he decides to open up N*****x. Noel's account is the first one in the list, clicking it he sees her last watched show is Shameless and something compels him to put it on, wondering what is so interesting about it but in reality, he needs something to distract him from the fierce irritation he's feeling.

“Haven’t you used I*******m before?” Diane ignored her. “Is she right?” she asked Nicholas and he nodded. “Okay, do it,” she said. --------------------------------------------------------------- Natasha was passed out on the couch two hours later. The three of them – Diane, Natasha and Nicholas and ordered take-outs while watching television. Natasha had forced them into binge-watching N*****x shows. A movie was playing lowly on the television while Nicholas and Diane sat near each other, looking at the television……. Actually, Diane was looking at the television while Nicholas was staring at Diane.

The evening show was too dull, so Abigail pulled out her phone, collected the gift money she had not had time to pick up earlier, and sent Nathan a message. Abigail: [Just went to have dinner with some colleagues. Did you have your Easter Eve dinner? Did someone accompany you?] It took Nathan a while to reply. Nathan: [I'm eating now, with colleagues too.] Abigail: [Are you watching the show?] Nathan: [The TV is on, but the show is boring. Everyone is busy with their phones.] Abigail: [It's the same here. The TV is on, but everyone is playing on their phones, not watching the TV. Even Mr. Zane is on his phone.]

I do not think it would be that easy," Zane muttered under his breath. "Hope brother! Stop being pessimistic. Let us hope for the best, and if we do not get the best, at least we will not get the worst, "Robert said. No, no, Zane, I will not allow you to say anything negative for fear that Moon Mother will hear it and bring it to pass.Bye, see you tomorrow, "Robert said, then he ended the call before Zane could reply.

“I know.” He said it like it was fact, and for a moment, it felt like one. He reached for the remote again, unmuting the TV. Some talk show was playing now, laughter and applause filling the room. It felt absurdly normal. Too normal for the kind of storm we lived in. Then Zane spoke again, quietly but deliberately. “There’s one more thing.” My stomach clenched. “What thing?” He turned to face me fully, his eyes catching the flicker of the TV light. “The DNA results,” he said simply.