RETURN OF DON' CARA FROM USELESS TO GREATNESS

Brittany's words about Elizabeth sleeping with someone else played in his mind. He didn't want to believe it, but he couldn't help it since his wife had been behaving strangely. For the second time, the door swung open, revealing the other half of Brittany. Unlike other people who easily mistake the twins, Joshua recognized them. “Mother wants you downstairs,” Ginny announced. Unlike her twin sister, she wore a gown that covered her body. Joshua shrugged off her commanding tone. “I will be right behind you,” he replied, turning his attention back to the mirror and wiping off the wine. When he didn’t hear the sarcastic response he usually received from Ginny, he glanced back at the door and noticed she was still standing at the threshold with her arms crossed. “She wants you downstairs now!” Ginny repeated, irritation now evident in her voice. “Is that a new suit? Why are you dressing like you're important?” She asked in an accusatory tone when her eyes saw the label on the clothi

The waiter, who didn't know what Joshua was talking about, shrugged his shoulders. Joshua, recalling who he should be talking to, cast an appreciative smile at him before he exited the hall. As he approached the entrance of the room, the waiter had directed him to. Joshua met the gaze of Brittany, Ginny, and her friends, who immediately rolled their eyes upon seeing him. Ignoring their behavior, he continued into the room, but before he could reach for the doorknob, Brittany blocked his way. "You can't go in there, Joshua. The family is having important conversations with the guest," she said, looking down at her phone. Joshua furrowed his brow. He knew she wanted to make things hard for him, and he should have expected the twin would eventually make a scene. Joshua let out a patient sigh and adjusted his gaze between the sisters. “The governor requested to see me, Brittany, so please move aside,” he said. When he noticed that she wasn’t even listening. He was about to go aro

He made his way into the grand hall, where the soft glow of chandeliers illuminated the jubilant faces of the guests. Instead of joining the rest of his family at the front, he opted for a quieter spot at the back, seeking a moment of solitude amidst the celebration. As he settled into his seat, a man recognized as the MC approached the stage enthusiastically. He softly tapped at the microphone, and the chatter that had filled the room began to fade as the guests turned their curious gaze to the speaker. “Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, it is my distinct pleasure to introduce our esteemed guest for this evening—none other than our beloved governor!” As he spoke, a wave of excitement swept through the audience, and eager hands shot up in anticipation. A moment later, the governor, a man in his late forties, strode confidently towards the podium. His secretary, who was beside him, held a golden award that made the crowd rustle with admiration. When he approached the stand, he to

For the first time, Joshua let out a laugh that caught everyone off guard. The sisters, who had been listening to the conversation, exchanged confused glances. Unable to understand why he was laughing, Joshua narrowed his furious eyes across the room. “You really have no idea what you’ve done, do you?” Joshua asked, averting his gaze toward the footsteps of Elizabeth descending the stairs. “Mark my words, you all will regret today. The Marshall family will crumble,” he declared. Mrs. Marshall, wearing a bright smile, chuckled. “Is that a threat from nobody?!” Everyone in the room erupted into wild laughter. Elizabeth, hearing his statement, let out a laugh. “How can nobody like you do that? The only thing attached to your name is the $1,000 I generously left for you!” she chuckled, lacing her hand with Mark. “Unlike you, Mark is a connected businessman who has secured many deals and is thriving in the real estate industry. You will never reach the heights he has achieved, and yet

Joshua slides it into the leather seat of the vehicle. His hands trailed around the steering wheel before igniting the engine. He adjusted the rearview to see the men eyeing him, and with a smirk, he stepped on the accelerator. The loud reeve, from exhaust roared, disappearing into the cold night. The gang leader, who could not believe the outcome, plainly glanced at the path Joshua had taken. A few minutes later, Joshua drove into the heart of the city, bustling with mundane activities. He passed an array of modern skyscrapers and old buildings that hold stories of the city’s history. He slowed down as he arrived at a mall nested among other establishments. Its storefronts showcased an array of men’s clothes that caught his eye. The display featured everything from suits to elegant tuxedos, each piece meticulously crafted and adorned with price tags that hinted at their luxurious nature. With a brief sigh, he exited the vehicle and made his way into the mall. When Joshua arrived