The moment Asher got home, he asked Mark to look into Raymond Holt. He would like to know more about the man and also requested information on where Owen Simpson was the night before his incident.At that moment, Olivia had called the maids at the Simpsons’ mansion to ask if they’d seen any pills, but all claimed to have seen nothing.She even had to ask the nurses, but it was still the same. Olivia could only sigh in disappointment and frustration.~~~Emily could only smile triumphantly in her new villa and new position.Even though she still felt that her grandfather didn’t do the right thing, she couldn’t deny the fact that she had been placed in a good position at the moment.Just like the saying, “Everything happens for a reason, and at the right time.” She felt this was the right time for her to put her life in order after several miserable years. What was even happier was the fact that they were now in a more comfortable state than before, although her family wasn’t complete

Asher looked at the lady with a furrowed brow “The last time I checked, this place doesn’t belong to either you nor your daughter, so I am free to be anywhere I want.” He replied flatly.Deborah glared at him coldly, “You shouldn’t be here. Do you think you can afford anything here?” Asher was disappointed when he saw Deborah’s display. The old lady hadn’t changed a bit, despite the slight upgrade. She seemed to have the same temperament and hatred towards him.Was she born to hate him? Had she forgotten what happened at Jules’ boutique some time ago?“You should allow the cashier to be the judge!” Asher replied with a smile, “You seem to be going back into the store! Did you forget something, or were you asked to return them because you couldn’t afford them?” Deborah’s face flushed with anger, her grip tightening around her bag. “Never! I didn’t like the design, I want something different. Who told you I can’t afford it? Haven’t you heard that Emily is now the new CEO of Dong Grou

At this time, Sandra stormed out dressed in an elegant gown that was alluring, all eyes were immediately drawn to her. Although she maintained a poise of confidence, as she stepped forward, the guests stood to their feet and applauded her.A few men couldn’t take their eyes off Sandra; they smiled as they watched her.“Sandra is looking beautiful as always!”“I wish I could get her to lie with me, even if for one night?”“I wonder who she is keeping such a beautiful body for? Could it be that she is in a secret relationship with the chairman of Blue Beam?”“I want to apologise for keeping everyone waiting, also I want to thank you all for coming out to celebrate with me.” She said as she took the stage. “Please, enjoy yourself.” The crowd clapped with excitement before they sat down, and the music began playing in the background.Still smiling, her eyes scanning the room, she moved around, meeting with a few guests. “Ms Westfall, I’d like to ask for a dance.” Calvin Abraham asked.

In the hotel room, Raymond smiled as he took the wine glass and handed it to Vicky. She nodded slightly, never took the drink but held it. Normally, Raymond had anticipated that she would take a sip, but the opposite happened, and he didn’t intend to force her, knowing she might get suspicious of his attempt. The thought of his yet-unfolded plans still lingered in his mind, even though Owen was his best friend, and they started together. Raymond didn’t care about that; all his life, he had wanted an opportunity to take over the company, but knowing Owen was still alive and had been showing his son the ropes of the business, this made him more furious that he couldn’t help but find a way.Knowing Owen would not suspect him, that day, Raymond had sneaked into Owen’s office, taken the file, and important data. He even had to use Vicky to get to the old man. During their vacation some months ago, Owen had shown interest in Vicky Loris. Unbeknownst to Owen that the model was just a tra

However, before the door could be opened from the inside, the manager, the very man Vicky believed was on her side, slipped in using the spare key. Behind him stepped Asher figures, his presence commanding the room. Asher Mancini’s expression was dark and unreadable.The manager trembled uncontrollably in fear and horror, he couldn’t understand how things became this way.At first, he had taken sides with Vicky, and they had agreed to give him five per cent of the money. He was excited. But then, Mark Spencer had made the call to the owner of the hotel.The manager, Brian, knew he couldn’t argue; his life was on the line, and his family had been threatened by the man. If he refuses to cooperate he would lose everything.Vicky looked at the manager, puzzled. The leader and everyone in the room looked.“What’s going on, Brian? Who is he?” Vicky asked.Brian didn’t utter a word as he sobbed bitterly.“Vicky Loris, a French model, now an accomplice to Raymond Holt. How does it feel to b