Arabella felt a wave of helplessness as she watched Fred chuckle while leaving her office. If she allowed this help, she would lose everything she had worked hard for.By noon, George and the rest of the shareholders including Fred were standing at the centre of the lobby. Fred was beaming with smiles as he could taste victory at his finger tips.“They are here.”Seraphina Vance walked into the lobby. Her face was cold as she stared at everyone gathered. As she walked, the air changed and her perfume hit Arabella, her eyes widened.She had smelled that perfume before… on Maxwell.It’s her.George stepped forward, stretching forth his hand for a handshake. “Ms. Vance, it’s honour to have you here. Fred has briefed me on the potential for our cooperation.”Seraphina didn’t take the hand, she didn’t even offer a smile. Her eyes, hidden behind dark designer shades swept over George and Fred with disinterest.“I hear your company as a project,” She said tilting her head. “With the Forest H

At that moment, Arabella walked in with Maxwell beside her. Her brows furrowed as she saw the bags that took up a huge space of the living room and she looked up at her parents.“Is something wrong?” She asked, glancing at them both. “What are all these bags doing here?”“Ask your mother,” Theodore responded. “She claimed to have found a check in your room and she decided to spend the money.”Arabella’s eyes widened in shock as she listened to her father’s explanation.“And so?” Sienna argued. “My dear Arabella, you can’t possibly blame me. I needed a change of wardrobe and when I saw the money I decided to take it. After all you make more money than you did before so a million dollars is no big deal for you.”“A million dollars, mom! Where the hell did you see that kind of money? And you spent it all on clothes, shoes and bags!?” Arabella yelled.Sienna shrugged her shoulders, unfazed by the looks she got. “I saw it on your bed.”Arabella’s face twisted in confusion. She didn’t remem

For the past three days, word had began to go ahead that the vice president of the Forest Hills Group Elena Hatfield was preparing a welcoming banquet for the president. No one had seen the brilliant mind that had ruled over the markets for the past four years to this day. The Elite families whisperered amongst themselves that the President might still be the same person who had spent over a fortune at the auction two weeks ago.Since no one was arguing that fact, everyone was scrambling to get an invite. Everyone including the Zade family.“Fred, have you checked the mail? We are supposed to get an invite as well!” George asked for the umpteenth time. He had been seeing other families get the invitation card and he didn’t want to left out. Even though he had terminated the contract with Forest Hill Group, there’s no way the president would be petty enough not to invite him and besides maybe he could link up Ashley with him if he was single and that would bring more benefits to his

“Grandfather, we didn’t steal anything—“ Arabella began.“Of course, you would deny it. It might not even be stolen, it could be fake as well,” Ashley chuckled, looking at them. “You didn’t bring your useless husband with you? Are you thinking of seducing the president the same way you seduced Marcus Throne to beat up my brother?!”The crowd’s whispers increased.“You didn’t hear?” One man said to the other standing beside him. “Hear what?”“Marcus Throne had entered into the boardroom with Arabella and took Xander away on charges of disrupting their project with the Forest Hills Group. I heard that he is now bedridden and in coma. The doctors don’t even know when he would wake up yet.”“Are you serious?! That’s cruel. I didn’t know Arabella to be this callous! She would even harm her own family just to get what she wanted!”Ashley’s smug smile widened as she heard the words the guest were saying. On the other hand, Arabella’s eyes were fixed to the floor as guilt ate her up.“Hey! W

He was dressed in an expensive suit and exuded a very intimidating and domineering aura like that of a CEO. Her eyes widened as she thought he could be the president.But, that’s not possible. The president should be with his wife by now and besides she hadn’t met with him before so why would he call her up here… alone?As she pondered over these thoughts, the man slowly turned towards her and a gasp flew from her lips. The man standing before her was…“Maxwell?”“Hello, wife,” Maxwell greeted with a small smile.“I don’t understand. What are you doing here?” She asked, confusion coating her voice. “And… why are you dressed like this?”“Happy anniversary, wife.”As soon as he said that, fireworks exploded behind him. The lights visible through the transparent ceiling to floor windows.Arabella furrowed her brows as realization hits her. She took a step back as she shook her head. It can’t be…“Are you the President of the Forest Hills group?”Maxwell nodded slowly. “Yes, I am.”“But