"I don't think I got anything worth bargaining for, as you kinda got everything also.""Then are you saying you have nothing to place on this table to save your wife?""No, I'm saying it would be great if you tell me exactly what you want by going through all this stress. Why are you after Mary when your daughter has done more than plagiarizing other people's work, and she was able to evade any consequences of it..." I heaved heavily, "thanks to you.""Camile will be disappointed to hear that from you. She actually loved you more than your mother, but here you are trying to blackmail me with her past actions. Do you even have any evidence to back up your claims?" he asked, and I chuckled because he also knows that is quite an impossible thing because once they are clearing things up, they don't leave any evidence behind.As I don't have time for the chit-chat, I asked him to state exactly what he wants. "Just name what you want because no matter what I offer you, you will never accept

"Well… I had no idea about that. I never gave anyone the designs, and although I once took it to work and put it on my shelf, I don't really know if anyone might have entered and taken a picture of it or copied it," I explained. But the guy right here seems to have trust issues, so he didn't believe a single thing I said, and as he furrowed his brow."So you mean someone might have entered your office and copied it? That means you have someone in your team that betrayed you?""I don't really know about that, but that is the only way to explain this situation. But my question is, I don't know why exactly I am here. Did anyone inform you that I gave Mary the design, or did she claim I changed her design? Which is somehow very funny to me, as I changed her design and she had no idea about it and still went ahead and presented it. You should use your brain and stop wasting my time, and give me more evidence that you got against me because I got kids at home.""I'm very sorry for wasting y

"These designs are somehow flashy. Don't you see the ones I sent to you? And I heard from the person I sent to you that you definitely said you do not have ‘some’ of the designs, not all. But looking here, I can't seem to find any that look like what I ordered, so why did you lie?”"I'm very sorry, ma'am, but it seems there's misinformation somewhere because I actually told her that we do not have all the designs, but we got something similar.""I trust her. She definitely reported what she heard, so I'm sure you’re the one hiding something here.""Ma'am, there is no way I would do that. If the design is available, I would definitely..."“Team leader, there’s trouble," Liam, one of my teammates, said, rushing in and breathing heavily.He bent his back with his hand on his knees as he tried to catch his breath, and I wondered what he meant by that."What are you talking about? What stupid trouble?" May yelled at him while he took his time to stabilize his breathing. After a while, he ro

I watched the news as Brooks was now doomed. Many customers have been storming into their company, asking for a refund because the dress they bought was now on the street at a cheap price even the poor can afford it. Checking my phone, a smile crept across my face as I saw their stock price dropping, thanks to Cassius. As the major shareholder has already pulled out, others will definitely do the same. And that's the end of BROOKS!!Reveling in BROOKS total ruin, my phone rang, and I picked it up, only to learn that Brooks has filed charges against me for plagiarism.This old fool really got a lot of nerves, how dare he file charges against me.“Okay, I will be on my way soon.”I ended the call and then placed another call to the legal team, asking them to send a representative. I headed to the police station with my lawyer, and on arrival, I met Brooks' chairman, Walter, a man in his mid-fifties with his head bowed and his hands clenched together as he continuously tapped his feet

EMELIA'S POV"I think the blue tie will look good on you," I said as I picked out a tie for Maverick. He seems so tense about today.He’s been acting like this since yesterday, practicing his speech while the kids and I were his audience."Do you think I will do great?" This was the thousandth time he would ask me this question, and I even doubt he had a good night's sleep."Maverick, can you please calm down and put your mind at rest? Just do as I told you, and I promise you will be fine. I believe in you. Okay?""Okay, but do you really think so? Or maybe I should just ask someone else to go instead of me? I don't know why I just keep having a bad feeling about it.""Yes, you can, and the kids will be very disappointed in you as they have been seated down there for a while waiting for you to appear on TV while you're here deliberating on whether you will go or not. Do you want to break their hearts?""No, that would be quite bad.""Of course, it will be. So just go there and believe