George nodded solemnly. Deep down he wished he was wrong but the truth was glaring straight at him. The contract Arabella had presented had Elena’s signature on it. He knew this because he had seen her signature many times on several contracts he had congratulated others on and her signature had a peculiar “E” to it. His jaw tightened as he had remembered his own vow. He had promised to give up the chair to whoever would get the contract but there was no way he would have predicted that it would have been Arabella who would have won it. “Father…” Fred called out anxiously, he too was having the same thoughts. He glared at Theodore and his family. There was no way he would bow down to them. He had worked too hard to be back beneath his brother. Sienna stepped forward, sending gloating glances their way. “You both thought my daughter was incapable but now, shame on you. Who’s laughing now?” “Quiet woman!” George snapped, his tone made her flinch, shutting her up instantly. “I ha

Arabella’s lips parted as she tried to defend herself but Maxwell tugged at her hands and she glanced up at him and he shook his head. Fred read the contract and felt like the air had been choked out of his lungs. His face turned into a dark scowl as he glared at Arabella. “Theodore, what the hell is this? You made your daughter include a condition into the contract and now we are to pay the Forest Hills Company a compensation?! How vicious can you and your family be?! And now you have the Forest Hills Company backing you all up? How?!” “They must have used other methods to do that!” Xander sneered. “Tell me cousin, did you spread your legs wide for the president?!” Arabella’s eyes widened as her face turned red with anger. “How dare you, Xander?! Has anyone seen the president before? How can you accuse me of such things?!” Maxwell’s lips twitched, his eyes narrowing at Xander, who swallowed hard, stepping back. “I don’t think you have learnt your lesson…” “Well, no one knows wh

Arabella arched a brow at this and Xander chuckled softly behind her making her glance at him. “The employees have work to do so instead of idly standing here, it is better to clear their desk,” He looked towards his father. “Yes, yes dear,” Fred responded. “Come. I and Xander will personally see you at your office.” Arabella nodded, her jaw tightened as she saw one of the employees staring at her with disgust on her face or was she just overthinking it? Fred and Xander led Arabella into a large office. “Here’s your office. But unfortunately, your secretary and personal assistant called in ill this morning and we haven’t gotten anyone to fill in for them just yet,” Fred said. Arabella stared around the office. The view was great. “Why would they both call in sick?” She arched her brow. “Well, they are humans,” Xander replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm that Arabella didn’t fail to notice. Fred stepped forward. “Since you are here already, I would not want my niece to s

Maxwell’s jaw tightened. A dangerous glint appeared in his eyes. Fred and Xander weren't just sabotaging a project, they were stealing from his wife. “Noted.” He ended the call and using a burner phone, he dialed a number. “Look into the previous incident with the Zade's Group transport. I need to know who authorised the change of route.” A static sound came from the other side and within minutes, a man’s voice came from the other end. “It was Xander Zade.” Arabella comes back home late at night. She opens the door and sighs before closing it softly. The lights suddenly turned on, startling her. “Rough day, huh?” She turned around, holding her chest. Her gaze landed on her brother who was sitting on the chair with a beer in hand. She rolled her eyes. “Where have you been all these days, Mike? We have been worried about you!” Mike scoffed. “Worried about me? I don’t think anyone had time to be worried about me when you have finally gotten the job you wanted but now,

The fool had peed on himself! “I—I have a family. I was only following orders. Please, don’t harm me. You want money?” His eyes widened as a sick smile crept up his face. “You can take the money on the table. Take them all.” However, Maxwell ignored his statement. “Where are the trucks?!” “At the back. They are at the… back.” Maxwell released his grip on him and Barnaby slipped down and crawled a few metres away. Maxwell’s jaw tightened as he glared at the man with disgust written on his face. “Tell your masters not to sabotage my wife’s project again or I won’t spare any of you!” Barnaby nodded and kept nodding even though he didn’t understand this man’s intentions. He was only glad that he was still alive. Maxwell spent no time further with him and went towards the back of the warehouse and there he saw the trucks. … ZADE’S GROUP. Arabella was under immense pressure as she worked round the clock. Reviewing files, statements, CCTV footages and company transactions. She glanc