2025-01-21 03:37:55Franco stood at the banquet with flowers in his hands as he watched his wife walk to the stage.
He has a very BIG secret he has been keeping from her for four years now and plans to share it with her on this special day but first, he wants her to call him to the stage as her husband before he makes this special announcement to her... "Go, Elena!" Franco cheered up with the hope that Elena would definitely call him up to the stage as her husband. "So, Mrs Froston, can you tell the masses how you managed to win this contract with GLC?" The hostess said as Elena looked down at the guests. The first person she gave an ignorant glare was Franco. "I can't wait to see Elena's face when she learns that I am the person behind all her contracts and all the wealth her family possessed..." Franco whispered to himself, smiling gently at Elena as if he won the lottery. Then, Elena's voice jolted him from his thoughts. "I bagged this contract today by my sincere hard work and dedication to Froston Empire. But I couldn't have done all these without the help of someone..." Hearing this, Franco started smiling! He can't wait to be called Elena's biggest supporter! "The one who has been there for me for three years now. The person who made me experience the true meaning of Love! " "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome on stage, the man behind my smile, Mr..." She said and Franco started walking out. "....Mr Edgar Cayce!" Elena said, and Franco stopped walking immediately. "Edgar?" His lips muttered as he took a look at the stage and saw a man hugging Elena with a smile on his face. He was none other than Edgar Cayce, Elena's ex-boyfriend. But what is he doing here? "What is going on here, Elena?" Franco yelled, clenching the flower in his hands. His statement made everywhere silent as they all looked down to see the Trash talking! "You are very much aware that I am your husband! We've been married for four years now, Elena! You ought to introduce me as your Husband so why are you introducing this man here as your biggest SHOT?" He added hastily but someone gave him an excruciating slap instantly! Turning to his left, it was his mother-in-law, Rita Froston! "You useless live-in boy! How dare you refer to Mr Cayce as a nobody? She yelled at him, pointing her fingers at his face. "If not because of Mr Cayce, you'd have been in the Car Wash, washing a Cheap Car by now!" Rita said, her tone expressing her true definition - LUXURY But she wasn't wrong when she called Franco a live-in Nobody. Four years ago, Michael Froston, Elena's uncle, brought Franco from the street and said he wanted him to be Elena's husband. Ever since then, he has been married to Elena and also living with her in her parents' house. The moment Michael Froston died, they started treating Franco as a slave. Making him do the house chores and even become a Manny to Elena's niece. Out of the whole Froston, Elena treated Franco differently but now, she's introducing another man as her husband. "Listen, Mom..." "Shut up and listen to me!" Rita cut him off instantly! "There is no way you will be ruining this special day! So get your useless ass out of this banquet!" "I'm sorry, Mother, but I refuse to leave here until I reveal to Elena that I've been the one sponsoring all her contracts for the past four years! I've been the one connecting her to many big shots within and outside Otlanto!" Someone threw the ball on Franco's head instantly. He looked and saw Elena. She stepped down, walking towards him with her hands connected with Edgar's. "Did I just hear you say that you've been the one sponsoring all my contracts?" She said and Franco turned to her instantly. "Yes! I've been the one helping you out. I even made Froston Empire fall under the top ten Loyal Corp in Otlanto" Franco said, forwarding the flowers in his hand to her. "Look, I even planned to surprise you with this flower and a dinner at..." Before Franco could complete his utterance, Elena dragged the flowers forcefully from him and threw them away! "I'm done with your nonsense, Franco! I'm not ready for this marriage. I want a Divorce!" She yelled and brought out a document from her purse "These are Divorce papers! I'm ready to live my life with the man I love and no longer interested in staying with you as my husband!" "Sign these divorce papers and leave this banquet right now!" She said and flung the Divorce papers to Franco's face.
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315. Who Sent The Messages?!
As Elena thought about everything more clearly, she suddenly remembered that she was still on the call with Onny. Straightening slightly, she spoke to him in a firm voice.“You may go ahead and leave now,” Elena instructed. “Don’t allow them catch you. Wherever you are right now is owned by Franco. Without proper permission, no one is allowed to be there. Anyone caught there without authorization will definitely be prosecuted. So leave before you put yourself in trouble… and at the same time, drag me into it.”“Yes, Ma’am,” Onny replied obediently.Elena ended the call immediately afterward.Just as she had expected, Franco had already returned to the villa.Muna was there, waiting for him.The moment Franco stepped out of the car and saw her standing there, his face brightened. He walked straight to her, wrapped his arms around her, and planted a gentle kiss on her cheek.“My baby must have been stressed out,” Franco said softly as he held her shoulders. “Come on, let’s go inside.”W
314. Something Must Be Done
Only if the answer would come so quickly.Unfortunately, it wouldn’t.For now, Franco had no choice but to head back to the mansion first before he could hear exactly what it was Muna wanted to tell him.Yes, he had already gotten a villa for himself and his wife.He needed his privacy.Now that his identity was no longer hidden from the entire world, he had to start spending more time physically with his wife. Living openly meant building a real home with her, away from prying eyes.Franco had once spoken to Muna about moving into the most expensive villa in the country.At the time, she had a mood swing and hesitated. She was worried that no one would be there to take care of her Granny if she moved away.What Muna didn’t know was that Granny had been listening to their conversation the entire time.The moment the old woman heard Muna about to decline Franco’s offer of moving into a new home, she reacted instantly.Before the words could even fully leave Muna’s mouth, Granny raised
313. I Have Something I Want To Tell
Abandoning her without another glance, Franco continued walking away. His footsteps faded down the corridor until he finally disappeared from sight.The moment he was gone, something inside Alyana snapped.She grabbed the nearest object and hurled it across the room.Crash!“Nonsense! Nonsense!” she screamed, her voice echoing through the VIP section.Rage burned through her veins as she began destroying everything within reach. Plates crashed to the floor, glasses shattered against the walls, and chairs scraped loudly as she shoved them aside.The commotion immediately alerted the security and restaurant staff.Within moments, several staff members rushed into the VIP area.“Ma'am, please control yourself!” one of them pleaded as they cautiously approached her.Alyana shoved the nearest staff member away.“Just get lost!” she snapped, her eyes blazing with fury. “Nobody should tell me what to do! All of you—get out!”Ignoring their attempts to calm her down, she continued her rampage
312. DNA
Franco stared at the document in his hand, disbelief washing over him. His head slowly shook as shock coursed through his veins.He couldn’t believe his eyes.What he had just seen inside the envelope made absolutely no sense.“Hold on… is this a—”“DNA test results!” Alyana cut in quickly, answering the unfinished question before he could complete it.Franco’s brows furrowed as he looked up at her, clearly taken aback.DNA test?But what truly stunned him wasn’t just the existence of the test. It was the result printed boldly on the paper.Positive.His eyes flicked back to the document again as if hoping the words would somehow change.What the hell?How could the result possibly be positive?A sudden burst of laughter escaped Franco’s lips. The sound was sharp, filled with disbelief and mockery.“You’ve got to be kidding me, right?” he said, lifting the paper slightly as he looked at her.Alyana remained still, her gaze fixed firmly on him.Franco scoffed. “So not only did you lie
311. Take A Look!
Franco’s lips trembled uncontrollably.He could hardly believe what he had just heard… or what he was seeing.Oscar was his child?Oscar was his real blood?Did that mean Alyana had been telling the truth all this time?Or… was she still lying to him?Franco couldn’t make sense of it. His thoughts clashed against each other, refusing to settle into anything reasonable. Even his own mind seemed unable to understand what was happening.The last time he checked, he had only slept with Alyana once.And that night…He hadn’t even been properly drunk.His drink had been tampered with. Mixed with something—something dangerous. A love potion… or rather, a sex potion.That was the only explanation he had ever been able to give himself for what happened that night.But even then, he had always believed that a single night like that wouldn’t possibly lead to a pregnancy.So how?How had Alyana gotten pregnant?And not only that… she had already given birth?And the child… was already this grown?
310. Your Son!
Alyana felt her mood brighten at Franco’s question. A quiet wave of relief settled in her chest as she realized he was already connecting the dots on his own.After all, that was exactly why she had come here, wasn’t it?She had come to tell Franco the truth about his child. Yet somehow, when the moment finally arrived, she found herself unable to say the words directly. Hearing Franco piece things together himself made everything feel easier—almost natural.If he had already begun to suspect the truth, then this conversation might finally lead somewhere meaningful.Encouraged by that thought, Alyana’s smile widened. She placed her bag gently on the table before taking a seat across from him.“Now we’re talking business,” she said lightly, leaning back in her chair.Franco’s eyes narrowed slightly as he studied her expression. Her calmness only deepened his curiosity.“Just tell me the truth,” he said, his voice firm but controlled. “And be realistic about it.” He paused briefly befor
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