Novels by emmakeys232

"Ethan looked up, recognizing the person immediately. It was his wife's secretary."So, she doesn't even bother to come here to face me in person? Is that how bad and useless I am?" Ethan asked, his voice tinged with pain. He had known this man for years, but now he stood before him as an adversary, a representative of his wife's new empire.The secretary, a tall man with a smug expression, crossed his arms over his chest. "She doesn't need to," he said coldly. "You're nothing but an insatiable parasite. She's offering you five million dollars to sign the divorce agreement. Take it and disappear."Ethan's jaw tightened, but he remained composed. He picked up the document, flipping through the pages without really reading them. His mind was elsewhere, replaying the moments that had led to this point.The secretary continued, his voice dripping with disdain. "Your existence has stained her career. She's on the cover of Time magazine, for God's sake. Her company is about to go public as

She made me a lose multi-millions contract! The company and power I had struggled so hard to built, and everything is about to crumble down just because of that effing lady.” She seethed furiously, her voice laced with bitterness and contempt. “And now, she is clinging with my husband. She is a big threat to me, and I want her six feet below the ground!" Her voice tightened, envy and desperation lacing her words. “Take her out of this world. I want a clean and quiet job, I don’t care how you gonna do it.” Her face contorted with rage. Celine didn’t flinch as she was saying it. Every words came out of her mouth like it's nothing. She was desperate and her mind had been made up. The secretary was shaking on the spot, sweats dripped down from his face as a result of fear. He knew Celine to be someone who loves power and authority but he never expected her to be this evil and desperate. Trying to kill a person was out of the league. He was also afraid of his life. Someone that can th

Celine’s fingers curled into fists. “My husband! My career? My success? That lady from the Grant family made lose everything I had worked for. She made me a lose multi-millions contract! The company and power I had struggled so hard to built, and everything is about to crumble down just because of that effing lady.” She seethed furiously, her voice laced with bitterness and contempt. “And now, she is clinging with my husband. She is a big threat to me, and I want her six feet below the ground!" Her voice tightened, envy and desperation lacing her words. “Take her out of this world. I want a clean and quiet job, I don’t care how you gonna do it.” Her face contorted with rage. Celine didn’t flinch as she was saying it. Every words came out of her mouth like it's nothing. She was desperate and her mind had been made up. The secretary was shaking on the spot, sweats dripped down from his face as a result of fear. He knew Celine to be someone who loves power and authority but he never

“Hello, why are you disturbing me, Celine?" His voice tinged with annoyance. On the other end, his wife’s voice was sharp and furious, each word dripping with anger and accusation. “You miscreant, where have you been? I have been trying to reach you but to no avail. Do you switch off your phone because of me? Are you trying to make me angry?” Ethan chuckled at his wife's irate words. He totally forgot he had thrown his phone out of the helicopter earlier. The reason she could get through to him. “I found the woman’s contact information through the helicopter that had taken him away. Who the fuçk is that woman? Why is a helicopter here because of you?” Celine demanded, “I don't think you need to be concerned about that. We are not together anymore, you don't deserve to know anything!” Ethan mumbled. Celine was fuming over the phone, she never expected to speak to her in that manner. “You’re a coward, Ethan,” she spat, her voice trembling with rage. “You can’t even face reality

"So, she doesn't even bother to come here to face me in person? Is that how bad and useless I am?" Ethan asked, his voice tinged with pain. He had known this man for years, but now he stood before him as an adversary, a representative of his wife's new empire.The sleek, modern office was silent except for the faint hum of the air conditioning. Ethan, a man in his early thirties with sharp features and a calm demeanor, sat behind his mahogany desk. His fingers tapped lightly on the polished surface as he held the phone to his ear. The voice on the other end was tense, almost anxious."How is our deal going?" Ethan asked, his tone steady but laced with authority and power. There was a brief pause before the voice replied, "We agreed before that we would help your wife's company go public, and you would give me what we need, right?"Ethan leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Business is business," he said calmly. "You did what you should do, and I will give you what

The room was silent as the graveyard, they could only hear the faint beeping of the heart monitor and the soft, labored breathing of the young lady lying on the bed.She looked fragile, her skin pale and her lips dry. Tubes and wires connected her to various machines, each one a reminder of how critical her condition was.Ethan stood at the foot of the bed, his golden eyes fixed on her. He could feel the weight of the moment, the gravity of what he was about to do.Beside the bed stood the young lady’s suitor, Nico Wharton, a man in his late twenties with a sharp jawline and an air of arrogance. He was dressed in a tailored suit, his posture stiff and his expression was that of disdain.Next to him was the doctor he had brought—a man in strange, almost ceremonial robes that seemed out of place in the sterile environment of the ward. The doctor’s face was unreadable, his eyes hidden behind thick and black glasses.Ethan ignored them both. His focus was entirely on the young lady. He st