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Chapter 13: A Second Meeting
Michael stood quietly in the living room of his uncle’s mansion, waiting. He had arrived early as instructed the day before. The mansion was quiet, calm, and as always, carried that scent of old wealth and heavy conversations. He didn’t need to be told why he was invited to follow Pa Coleman today; it was clear from the phone call. This wasn’t just about paying a visit. It was about business. Expansion. Influence.Michael had no plans to enter politics, not now or later, but he understood how deep connections could help his business empire grow. The man they were going to meet, Collins White, was a strong name in the business circle and now, a fast-rising aspirant for the next City’s Mayor. The timing was strategic.Not long after, the door creaked open and Pa Coleman stepped out from his room. Dressed in a simple native wear, his back straight and steps firm, he looked like a man still in his sixties instead of his actual seventy-plus years.Michael rose immediately.“You’re ready
Chapter 12: Old Faces, New Fires
Victoria sat still for a moment on the couch, eyes fixed on the stairway. Her sister’s behaviour just now didn’t sit right with her. That wasn’t the Sophia she grew up with. The Sophia she knew never looked that shaken, even after their father’s funeral, she still managed to hold her head high.Dropping the half-full wine glass on the table, she stood and made her way upstairs.Sophia’s door was slightly open. Victoria knocked once before pushing it gently. Sophia was seated on the edge of her bed, her back facing the door. She didn’t even look up when Victoria entered.“Sophie, talk to me. What happened?” Victoria asked, voice soft, cautious.Still silence took over the room for a moment.Victoria took slow steps forward. “You’re scaring me. This isn’t like you. Is it about the Ainsley Group contract?”The moment those words left her lips, Sophia froze. She didn’t turn around immediately, but her body stiffened. Then, slowly, her shoulders dropped, and she turned her head just sligh
Chapter 11: When the Past Drives the Present
The horn blared violently—long and angry, snapping Sophia out of her daze like cold water on skin.She slammed the brakes just in time, her entire body jerking forward as the car came to an abrupt halt. Her hands clutched the steering tightly, and her knuckles were pale from pressure. The flashy white SUV in front had stopped, caught in the gridlock. She had almost rammed into it.Her chest rose and fell quickly. Her heart thudded so loud that she could hear the echoes. But it wasn’t the near accident that shook her; it was everything that had just happened at the Ainsley Group headquarters.Michael.Michael Hargrove.The same man she kicked out of her house because he was poor and useless to her. The same man Victoria made mop her room daily without rest. The same man she had humiliated, thrown out like trash, forgotten as though he was a stain in her life.He was the President?She pressed her hand hard against her chest, trying to stop the shakiness that was beginning to creep int
Chapter 10: The Reckoning
Her eyes darted back to Michael, who had been watching her calmly the whole time.He was seated like a king in his territory, draped in a well-tailored navy-blue suit, with a crisp white shirt peeking beneath, and a matching pocket square sitting perfectly in his breast pocket.His hair was neatly trimmed, his beard shaved clean, his posture relaxed, but there was something new about him. Something quiet but dangerous.It was power.Sophia could hardly breathe. The man sitting before her didn’t look like the one they mocked and kicked out of the house just days ago.He didn’t look like the one Victoria once ordered to wash her bathroom floors. No. This man was different.His silence alone carried weight.A week ago, Clarissa had driven Michael straight from the Donovan estate to the Ainsley Estate. It wasn’t just a house, it was an empire. The mansion stretched like a palace, sitting proudly on acres of land guarded by well-trained security.Michael had been quiet during the drive, st
Chapter 9: The President?
“Yes, I’m about leaving the house now. I’ll be there shortly,” Sophia said as she ended the call, grabbing her brown leather handbag from the dining table.Today wasn’t just another working day, it was the day. The one that could change everything. Her heart fluttered, but not from fear, from the pressure of what this moment meant.Since she took over Donovan Industries as the new CEO, today’s contract approval would be her first major deal. A single signature today could push the company into the front pages of the most influential business newspapers in the city.It had been a week since Michael was chased out. His presence erased from their lives. His name never mentioned again.Sophia had started to walk in her new role with pride—her name already buzzing in media articles as the rising face of Donovan Industries. But beneath the smile on her lips, a strange heaviness sat in her chest. It was quiet, unsettling. She couldn’t explain it, but it clung to her spirit.She said a silent
Chapter 8: The Storm Returns Home
The black Maybach S680 Virgil Abloh Edition, sleek like a panther and silent as a whisper, cruised effortlessly through the city streets. Inside, Michael sat in silence beside Clarissa, still trying to process everything that had happened in court.The car’s scent, a mix of leather, money, and power, didn’t shake the heaviness in his chest.Clarissa, calm and graceful as ever, was typing something on her tablet when Michael’s eyes darted to the road.“Wait… this isn’t the way to the Donovan estate,” he said, sitting up straight. “Where’s he taking us?”Clarissa didn’t lift her eyes. “Home,” she replied softly.Michael’s brows pulled together. “What do you mean, home?”She finally turned to him, meeting his eyes. “The Ainsley Estate, Michael. Your rightful home.”Michael paused. The air in his chest tightened. He looked out the tinted window again.“Turn around,” he said suddenly, leaning forward to speak to the driver. “Go back to the Donovan estate.”Clarissa blinked. “What?”“I said
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