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"Then you should have refused me goddamn" she screamed through the bathroom door. "I thought we just made up Liana, come on, what we had yesterday was enough to salvage our falling relationship come on," he said clamping his face in his hands. "I don't want to be stumped with you and poverty-working under Chris one lost my properties to him can you take them back? If you do then for sure I'll make sure aw work on our marriage" she said through the door. Standing behind that door all she felt was excitement and a little pleased Richard still wanted her but she had to make sure she was not interested in any of these things and she wanted them to break up before anything. "Liana, from all you've seen Chris is smart and with the way he works I or you can't delve into him so what the hell are you doing?" he asked. "But you work for one of the companies, right? He gave you all the rights of that company besides as you work there you could make that building yours sheesh, do I hav
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"So trying to kill her at that time didn't happen so what do you want to do now? She has nothing anymore" Mr White spoke as his wife was bent on wanting to hurt Liana more. "You shouldn't try talking about your whore that way, don't forget that you have somehow hurt me and you just might be next" "But I've apologised Evelyn, how else would you want me to deal with you, if you kill me right now what would be the change of what you've done? You practically removed me from the company and almost all my friends now know I don't own anything but you" White said to his wife. "Don't you think that's the best punishment for you right now, do you want me to tell the world of the charade and lowlife family you came from? " Evelyn said as she walked closer to her husband but as she was about to say something to her husband Chris cleared his throat. "What if the police do find this case what would you do? Because they're still looking for the person who wanted to hurt her remember? And
His Redemption Emotions!
"I'd like to think this news you've brought here sir should be used diligently as we have to mess up even with the whites!" Arturo said as Chris explained what had just happened. "I know she has some sort of personal grieve with Richard's father and somehow that's why she is focused on the son before getting to his father, somehow hurting the kid gets to his father, Richard is the only son and deserves to be... You know worthy of their family name not bring it down, it's just hurtful that his father has to witness this wholeheartedly not knowing what to do""Do I feel a flex of pity in your vocals? " Arturo questioned. "That's too much, I can't let their problems bother me that much, I'll have to diligently mess with them so bad they won't be able to look me in the face when everything is done" he smacked. "But you are human sir, these things ought to chike you a bit from time to time, it somehow seems you've forgotten about your dad as you have focused so much on things tha
His Redemption Pains!
Liana stormed into Chris's office, her heels clicking loudly against the polished floor. Her eyes blazed with determination as she faced him across his desk. "Chris, I've had enough of your games. You know exactly what I'm capable of, and if you don't start cooperating, you'll regret it."Chris leaned back in his chair, unfazed by her theatrics. "Oh, Liana, always so dramatic. What is it this time? Another empty threat?""You think I'm bluffing?" Liana shot back, her voice rising. "I have evidence that could ruin you, Chris. You'd be wise to listen to me."Chris raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. "Is that so? And what evidence might that be, pray to tell?"Liana faltered, her confidence wavering for a moment. She hadn't expected Chris to challenge her so directly. "Well, it's... it's..." She trailed off, searching for the right words, but they eluded her.Chris chuckled softly, shaking his head. "Save your breath, Liana. I'm not intimidated by empty threats
His Redemption It's okay to grieve!
Two days had passed since Chris's grandfather's passing, and the family found themselves immersed in the sombre task of planning his funeral. Chris, though grieving himself, took on the responsibility of assisting his mother and others in organizing the arrangements. They had no other family since his grandfather when young had run away from home. And had decided to make a name for himself and that was a story Chris wouldn't want to go back to Together, they meticulously chose the venue, selected the readings, and decided on the music that honoured his grandfather's life.His grandfather was somewhat a Gillian but living with him at this point made it great to know that he was loveable, the only thing that had curbed that great heart of his was a story Chris would have loved to hear but his grandfather had just died and that story would be farfetched from him. As they gathered to bid farewell to their beloved patriarch, Chris couldn't shake off the concern he felt for his mother,
His Redemption A dissatisfaction !
Even though they had everything, Emily still yearned for more. Two months after her father's funeral, Emily decided to take care of herself and spare her son the burden of having to handle everything.Her son had brought her late husband's business back to life, so perhaps she could take over.This may be her way of fortifying her relationship with her husband in exchange for simply leaving, as she did years ago. She was by herself in her room, saying to no one in particular, "I will wait for Chris to return from his business trip." Two days later.When Chris got home, his face was disappointed. He attended a somewhat challenging meeting because his business partner was very challenging to work with because he wanted more than what Chris had shown and explained, which made him feel even more worn out and frustratedHe went straight to the shower took his bath and left for his office that late just to get some work done.Chris felt like he saw someone running off when he arrived at
His Redemption Whispers in the Silence
Chris lay sprawled across his bed, face turned toward the ceiling as the fan above spun in slow, rhythmic circles. He could still feel his mother’s arms wrapped around him—a rare gesture of tenderness that brought back memories of better times, simpler days when the weight of a legacy wasn’t strapped to his shoulders. But now, the burden was his to carry, and he wasn’t sure if he was ready for the miles ahead.His phone buzzed beside him.He ignored it.Another buzz. This time, a call.“Arturo,” he muttered, eyes closed. “He’s probably still trying to drag me out.”The buzzing stopped, only to resume seconds later. Chris groaned and finally answered.“What?”“Boss,” Arturo's voice crackled through the speaker, unusually cautious, “you might want to come down to the office. Now.”Chris rubbed his temple. “Arturo, I’m exhausted. I told you I’m taking a day.”“I know, but it’s not about business,” Arturo continued. “Someone’s been snooping around. And I think they broke into your private
His Redemption Shadows of the Past
Chris rushed down the stairs of his office building, every step a drumbeat of anxiety. He hadn’t known his father had a brother—at least, not one still alive. The thought of someone carrying the same bloodline yet remaining hidden all this time left him uneasy. Questions bloomed faster than answers: Where had this man been? Why now? What did he want?At the reception desk, Linda stood frozen behind the counter, her usually calm expression twisted into something between fear and awe.“He’s waiting in the conference room,” she said quietly. “He… he knew your full name before I said anything.”Chris’s brow furrowed. He pushed through the door, heart pounding.There, seated in one of the high-backed leather chairs, was a man in his sixties. Salt-and-pepper hair slicked back, a tailored charcoal-gray suit, and eyes—sharp, calculating, and strangely familiar. He stood when Chris entered.“Cristóbal Alejandro Kingston,” the man said smoothly. “You look just like him.”Chris didn’t respond im
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Chris stood motionless, his eyes locked onto the man in the doorway—Reddick. "Chris," Reddick's voice was calm, almost soothing. "I've been expecting you."Chris clenched his fists, his gaze flickering between Reddick and his mother, still bound and blindfolded. "Let her go," he demanded, his voice steady despite the turmoil within.Reddick stepped further into the room, the light revealing a face marked by time and secrets. "All in due time," he said. "But first, we need to talk."Chris took a step forward, his instincts screaming at him to act, to fight, to protect. But something in Reddick's demeanor gave him pause—a familiarity, a connection he couldn't quite place."Who are you?" Chris asked, his voice laced with suspicion.Reddick sighed, his eyes reflecting a mixture of sorrow and resolve. "I'm someone who knew your father well. Someone who was once like a brother to him."Chris's heart pounded. "You're lying. My father never mentioned you.""Because he wanted to protect you,"
The burden of truth
Chris stared at the photo for a long moment, the words seared into his mind. “The place you buried the truth.” He felt a rush of memories, places and moments from his past, all connected to his family’s legacy. He gripped the photo tightly, his knuckles white.“Chris, we have to move quickly,” Gabriel said, his voice steady but laced with urgency. “We don’t know how much time we have. If they’ve taken her—”“I know.” Chris’s voice was tight. “I’m not stupid. But what the hell is going on? What do they want from me? From her?”Gabriel exhaled slowly, his gaze shifting toward the hallway as if he were hearing something in the distance, something only he could sense. “I wish I could tell you everything, Chris. But there are things your father kept from both of us. Things that were buried so deep, even I didn’t know they existed until recently.”Chris’s frustration boiled over. “I’m not interested in the past. My mother is gone, and I need to find her. Now.”Gabriel placed a hand on Chris
Shadows of the Past
Chris rushed down the stairs of his office building, every step a drumbeat of anxiety. He hadn’t known his father had a brother—at least, not one still alive. The thought of someone carrying the same bloodline yet remaining hidden all this time left him uneasy. Questions bloomed faster than answers: Where had this man been? Why now? What did he want?At the reception desk, Linda stood frozen behind the counter, her usually calm expression twisted into something between fear and awe.“He’s waiting in the conference room,” she said quietly. “He… he knew your full name before I said anything.”Chris’s brow furrowed. He pushed through the door, heart pounding.There, seated in one of the high-backed leather chairs, was a man in his sixties. Salt-and-pepper hair slicked back, a tailored charcoal-gray suit, and eyes—sharp, calculating, and strangely familiar. He stood when Chris entered.“Cristóbal Alejandro Kingston,” the man said smoothly. “You look just like him.”Chris didn’t respond im
Whispers in the Silence
Chris lay sprawled across his bed, face turned toward the ceiling as the fan above spun in slow, rhythmic circles. He could still feel his mother’s arms wrapped around him—a rare gesture of tenderness that brought back memories of better times, simpler days when the weight of a legacy wasn’t strapped to his shoulders. But now, the burden was his to carry, and he wasn’t sure if he was ready for the miles ahead.His phone buzzed beside him.He ignored it.Another buzz. This time, a call.“Arturo,” he muttered, eyes closed. “He’s probably still trying to drag me out.”The buzzing stopped, only to resume seconds later. Chris groaned and finally answered.“What?”“Boss,” Arturo's voice crackled through the speaker, unusually cautious, “you might want to come down to the office. Now.”Chris rubbed his temple. “Arturo, I’m exhausted. I told you I’m taking a day.”“I know, but it’s not about business,” Arturo continued. “Someone’s been snooping around. And I think they broke into your private
A dissatisfaction !
Even though they had everything, Emily still yearned for more. Two months after her father's funeral, Emily decided to take care of herself and spare her son the burden of having to handle everything.Her son had brought her late husband's business back to life, so perhaps she could take over.This may be her way of fortifying her relationship with her husband in exchange for simply leaving, as she did years ago. She was by herself in her room, saying to no one in particular, "I will wait for Chris to return from his business trip." Two days later.When Chris got home, his face was disappointed. He attended a somewhat challenging meeting because his business partner was very challenging to work with because he wanted more than what Chris had shown and explained, which made him feel even more worn out and frustratedHe went straight to the shower took his bath and left for his office that late just to get some work done.Chris felt like he saw someone running off when he arrived at
It's okay to grieve!
Two days had passed since Chris's grandfather's passing, and the family found themselves immersed in the sombre task of planning his funeral. Chris, though grieving himself, took on the responsibility of assisting his mother and others in organizing the arrangements. They had no other family since his grandfather when young had run away from home. And had decided to make a name for himself and that was a story Chris wouldn't want to go back to Together, they meticulously chose the venue, selected the readings, and decided on the music that honoured his grandfather's life.His grandfather was somewhat a Gillian but living with him at this point made it great to know that he was loveable, the only thing that had curbed that great heart of his was a story Chris would have loved to hear but his grandfather had just died and that story would be farfetched from him. As they gathered to bid farewell to their beloved patriarch, Chris couldn't shake off the concern he felt for his mother,
Pains!
Liana stormed into Chris's office, her heels clicking loudly against the polished floor. Her eyes blazed with determination as she faced him across his desk. "Chris, I've had enough of your games. You know exactly what I'm capable of, and if you don't start cooperating, you'll regret it."Chris leaned back in his chair, unfazed by her theatrics. "Oh, Liana, always so dramatic. What is it this time? Another empty threat?""You think I'm bluffing?" Liana shot back, her voice rising. "I have evidence that could ruin you, Chris. You'd be wise to listen to me."Chris raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. "Is that so? And what evidence might that be, pray to tell?"Liana faltered, her confidence wavering for a moment. She hadn't expected Chris to challenge her so directly. "Well, it's... it's..." She trailed off, searching for the right words, but they eluded her.Chris chuckled softly, shaking his head. "Save your breath, Liana. I'm not intimidated by empty threats
Emotions!
"I'd like to think this news you've brought here sir should be used diligently as we have to mess up even with the whites!" Arturo said as Chris explained what had just happened. "I know she has some sort of personal grieve with Richard's father and somehow that's why she is focused on the son before getting to his father, somehow hurting the kid gets to his father, Richard is the only son and deserves to be... You know worthy of their family name not bring it down, it's just hurtful that his father has to witness this wholeheartedly not knowing what to do""Do I feel a flex of pity in your vocals? " Arturo questioned. "That's too much, I can't let their problems bother me that much, I'll have to diligently mess with them so bad they won't be able to look me in the face when everything is done" he smacked. "But you are human sir, these things ought to chike you a bit from time to time, it somehow seems you've forgotten about your dad as you have focused so much on things tha
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"So trying to kill her at that time didn't happen so what do you want to do now? She has nothing anymore" Mr White spoke as his wife was bent on wanting to hurt Liana more. "You shouldn't try talking about your whore that way, don't forget that you have somehow hurt me and you just might be next" "But I've apologised Evelyn, how else would you want me to deal with you, if you kill me right now what would be the change of what you've done? You practically removed me from the company and almost all my friends now know I don't own anything but you" White said to his wife. "Don't you think that's the best punishment for you right now, do you want me to tell the world of the charade and lowlife family you came from? " Evelyn said as she walked closer to her husband but as she was about to say something to her husband Chris cleared his throat. "What if the police do find this case what would you do? Because they're still looking for the person who wanted to hurt her remember? And
