"Bella, Xander," David started, his voice gentle, "meet your grandparents." Bella looked from David to the newcomers, her innocent eyes assessing them. "You are our grandma and grandpa?" she asked, pointing her tiny finger at Margaret and John. "That's right, sweetheart," John answered, forcing a
It was finally time for the most anticipated Charity Gala of the year, hosted by none other than the influential Mr. Duncan. The news of the event had spread like wildfire across the country, sparking conversations on every digital platform imaginable. While the buzz of the gala was at its peak, th
A large screen behind Mr. Duncan lit up, supposed to show his plans for building schools in Africa. The audience leaned forward in anticipation. "Tonight," he said, his eyes gleaming with determination, "we aim to take a step further, extending our reach to the less fortunate children of Africa…"
The same day George had revealed to Sienna and her parents that he had kidnapped her at Mr. Duncan's command, Shane too, had come forth with a shocking truth of his own. He was the prodigal son of the Duncans, the heir apparent to his father's vast empire. He had been raised in the lap of luxury, g
Mr. Duncan, once a beacon of power and influence, was now a pariah, spending his time in jail as well. His son had taken the helm, steering the business with a conscience his father never had. He now shouldered the responsibility of his father's empire, ensuring that it was used for the betterment o
Three months later… The grand Hamilton residence was abuzz with excitement. It was a day of new beginnings, of promises, and of love. Under a serene, cloudless sky, the garden was beautifully adorned with vibrant blooms, twinkling fairy lights, and elegant, white chiffon drapes that swayed gently i
With a voice thick with emotion, Richard whispered, "You look breathtakingly beautiful, my darling." Sienna, her heart brimming with love and gratitude, cast him a teary-eyed smile and squeezed his arm in affectionate response. In the midst of their procession down the aisle, time seemed to slow.
In the sun-drenched streets of Los Angeles, the elite basked in the glory of their wealth and status, lounging poolside with exotic drinks in hand. But behind the walls of one of the most opulent mansions in the city, a different kind of drama was unfolding. As the servants stood by, trembling with