“Dad meet Annabel, my girlfriend, Annabel meet Rex Arthur, the most hardworking father on earth,” Ethan introduced, smiling from cheek to cheek.Annabel managed a vague smile, her thought still hitched on the revelation Susan made the other day about Ethan and his father.After Ethan had told his father about his girlfriend who donated one pint of blood to him, Rex demanded to meet her. It was a warm reception of dinner and Annabel had developed a double mind about the man she thought she could spend the rest of her life with.“I can’t believe the blood of such a pretty damsel flows in me,” Rex’s voice deepened, “Thank you so much Annabel for saving the life of a man you never knew. I am most grateful and I promise when you need help the host of angels will come for you.”“Come on, dad,” Ethan cut in. “She doesn’t need the host of angels to do that, I will come for her.”They burst into a huge laugh, the ambience at the dining filled with pure excitement.“Where are you from and want

“Ethan what! What is happening?” Coleman flinched to his feet, his fist folded, jaw clenching as Ethan took a bold step to the stage.“Honey? What did I just hear? The presenter made a mistake? He meant to call you, honey,” she called George who was all smiles and clapping in ovation. “What is happening?” she pestered him, dragging on his tuxedo.But George gave her the cold shoulder and kept smiling at her.Her mother Mrs. Tony had already stood up and stared weirdly across the crowd as everyone gave a clapping ovation. She snorted and flashed a questionable stare at George who kept his poise and listened on.Suddenly, her body began to shake; she was already convulsing. The medical group had barely rushed in when she collapsed and was rushed to the clinic.Susan was on her feet; her mother held her hands, silence gripping the most of them as they watched Ethan mount the stage with the confidence of a winner. He was well-dressed in his expensive tuxedo, sleeves and oxford that decora

“What is happening here? And where the hell do you think you are going?” Mrs. Tony queried standing at the door, with her thunderous stare.Ella was carrying her twin babies. Led by her father, she intended to wean the babies in their home before relocating to George’s house. She had told her father it wouldn’t be as easy as he thought and Tony had cautioned het to bring the babies over.“I am here to wean my twin babies, mom,” she petted one of the babies who was about to start whimpering.“You don’t owe her any explanation!” Tony snapped, “Leave the road, woman! What has come over you? Do you realize these are your grandchildren? Why are you doing this?”She sighed. “What fucking grandchildren are you talking about? I told you to let the doctor terminate them, you declined so you have to go out there and hire a nanny that will wean them as for me and this house there is no room.”“In my house, huh,” Tony beamed, “You don’t want to push me to the wall, trust me, you won’t like what I

“The babies are cute,” George mumbled lowering his gaze to the cuties that lay in their cradle, “Thank you so much for giving me such a rare gift from above. You have made me a proud father.”“A proud father my foot” Ella had her backside turned at him at the time, her gaze judging their wedding photo on the wall, “You impersonated Ethan. You are a fucking imposter and I can’t raise these innocent babies under your watch.”“What the fuck are you talking about?” he narrowed his gaze at his beholder who had turned around now, “Ethan hired me to be his caretaker for his chains of companies so how would you have want me to present myself.”“As a fucking caretaker and nothing more!” she snarled, her lips curving in tears, “You deceived me into falling for CEO. You beguiled my family, you are such a fucking imposter and you are going to meet me in court.”His jaw sagged, flashing a rugged stare at her. “Can you just listen to yourself? I married you, cared for you, gave you whatever you fuc

“I don’t like it when it takes you eternity to show up whenever I need you,” Montana groaned once Jack came in sight.They had met at their usual spot, under the dark tunnel on the street; Montana had showed up with one of his loyalists who was also armed. If there was one hand pressing Jack on the neck now, it was Montana.“Apologies for being late but I am passing through some trauma right now that I wish I could be alone,” Jack sighed , and combed around to see it was just only Montana and his loyalist whose hand was tightly held onto a gun.“The only trauma you should have now is me.” Montana etched his face with a wistful smile and, “I need some dough. I can’t find some papers to buy food, bitches and party hard; you know I need some funds…”Jack tossed his head in fury. “I guess it’s high time you gave me a break. I just lost my job and my house. I guess you heard the news about Ethan’s rising. That motherfucker has leveled up above me like the sky. I can’t believe I have been w