“No, mom! He sneaked out of the house before any of us were awake. Can you imagine?” On the phone when Terry is informing his mother about the situation of his younger brother, there is David Nashville who is pacing back and forth. With his hands tucked to his back and face screwed up in anger, he has given his right hand man Blackwood a special task to fetch Jay Nashville. “Where did he ran off to?” he mutters under his breath when he twitches his lips, still looking at the wall clock. Terry keeps on talking to his mother and waits for her to speak. She takes a long and deep sigh over the phone and her sweet voice reaches to his ears, “I was afraid this was going to happen. Last night when I went to talk to him, he wasn’t really convinced with my words. I don’t understand what is wrong with attending a business meeting? It’s just a matter of a couple of hours. Isn’t it?” Terry can’t help but agree with whatever his mother just said. This is, after all, very true that ditching at t
Fetching something to eat from the fridge that has been empty, except for the bottles of wine that are placed, Jay curses under his breath. Not after a minute when the doorbell rings, his attention is immediately diverted towards the door. He wonders if someone from his father’s team has come to grab him. He doesn’t bother to open the door, instead he walks towards the door, taking slow steps when he peaks through the peephole, realising a man who is standing outside with something in his hand. “Excuse me?” he rings the doorbell once again and this time he also knocks on the door. Jay scratches his eyebrows before he finally speaks up, “Who is it?” The man who is standing outside, utters, “uber eats!” Jay narrows his eyebrows as he is lost in a thought for a while, “when did I order from Uber eats?” he mutters under his breath. Before he could finally open the door, he gets a call from his mom who informs him about sending the food his way. He opens the door only to take the food f
Jay is still seething with anger from his argument with David. He is fighting for his reputation, if people knew about his feud with his father, he would be devastated. “Dad, please. Give him some time -” only to make the argument stop between a father and a son, Terry Nashville jumps into the conversation. His idea of solving this problem could only mean something to his younger brother. He perceives his father who is someone very obstinate and Jay is also strong-headed. “Jay, let it be. He is your father - do not push him.” Before Terry could speak further, Jay burst out with such anger, exclaiming loudly, “And I am my father’s son!” With this, he storms out of the house without a second thought, leaving both David and Terry completely astounded. As he makes his way outside towards the car parking, consumed by his emotions, he accidentally bumps into a beautiful woman. Jay stands there for a moment, stunned by her presence. “Oh, forgive me -” her sweet voice lingers into his ears
Jay Nashville with his rebellious nature and disinterest in conforming to societal norms, finds himself forced into his father's business company against his will. Reluctantly, he steps into the corporate environment that holds no appeal for him. The polished halls and rigid structure feel suffocating, stifling his free spirit. He looks around and finds the employees greeting him with a smile on their faces. Not only it is Jay who is astonished to find himself walking in the hallways of the Corporation but the workers are pleased to see him as well. As he walks through the impersonal corridors, resentment simmers within him. He can't shake the feeling of being trapped, forced to abandon his own aspirations and conform to his father's expectations. The whispers of judgment and skepticism from those around him only fuel his frustration.His father, a powerful figure in the business world, looks at him with a mix of disappointment and determination. He believes that by placing his son i
Nestled amidst sprawling gardens, the mansion stood as a magnificent testament to wealth and privilege. Its grand architecture, adorned with intricate details and towering columns, exuded an air of opulence. The polished marble floors reflected the soft glow of crystal chandeliers, casting an ethereal light that danced across the walls.Within the mansion's walls, every room was a testament to luxury. His world was one of extravagant living, where ornate furnishings and priceless artwork adorned every corner. The halls echoed with the whispers of elegance, a constant reminder of the stark contrast between her humble existence and the privilege that surrounded her.The vastness of the mansion created a sense of isolation, despite its bustling activity. The numerous chambers and hidden alcoves provided spaces for secrets to be shared, away from prying eyes. It was within these hidden niches that she and he found solace, their encounters becoming all the more clandestine and thrilling.T
David Nashville is pacing back and forth, With his hands crossed to his back there are three figures that are standing silently in the study room alongside him. None of them has the nerve to speak up until he raises a question, “Tell me everything, Blackwood -” Once the loyal bodyguard begins to speak, he informs the rich man about the brawl that has happened in the nightclub. Before he parts his lips to speak, he gives both of his children a deadly stare - looking at their bruised faces, he is rather anxious about presenting both of them in front of the final meeting that is arranged for tomorrow. “Is this how you show up in front of the clients?” When neither of his children dares to speak, he continues to say with the same temper, “Did I raise both of you to be spiteful creatures?” Jay, the younger one doesn’t control and he declares, “Dad, it wasn’t our fault.” David silences his younger one with an exclaim, “Silence! It is never your fault.” Then he moves his glares to the elde
When Ellen and Nora walk back into the kitchen after serving the breakfast, she is silently sitting on a chair, lost in thoughts. The chef has already started preparing the coffee for David and also begins with the preparations for the dinner tonight. Karen comes to give him the list she prepared for the dinner - everything is already decided by the house manager as she is aware of the taste of the Nashville family. “This is the list, chef.” The chef asks in return, “Is there any special demand?” In return Karen only shakes her head, then she converts her attention to the young maid and asks her to take the glass dinner set and clean it out. “Where is it, Ellen? Show it to the girl -” With this, she turns to walk away, leaving the kitchen. Nora senses that Karen is somewhat rude, she does not like this woman at all. She is so full of herself. “Why is she arrogant?” Nora can’t help but ask Ellen who utters, “She is Miranda Nashville’s favorite - that is why.” Nora starts to wash the d
“This was your very first mistake in this mansion. You deserve a remission. But be careful with the dellicate stuff next time.” Miranda Nashville is indeed a very kind woman. Nora is grateful for the kind woman. She continues to thank her, praising the act of kindness and Miranda simply utters, “We have known Henry for a long time - he is very hardworking, therefore you are spared.” Gesturing at Karen, she asks the house manager to take the young girl back to the kitchen. Nora keeps the matter of the kitchen insult to herself, she doesn’t bother to tell this to the rich woman. She thanks her before walking out with Karen. “Stay right here, I will be back.” Karen commands to her and terrified, Nora keeps her head low, silently standing beside the staircase. When Karen enters the room, she awaits for the orders from the rich woman. “What are the orders, Mrs Nashville?” Miranda is staring at the wall, with her eyes that carries rage, she begins to say, “give her a hard time, Karen.” A s