"Why did you come here without any luggage?" Kenzie asked, pouting at her brother for ruining her weekend.
It was supposed to be a time for her and Andrew, given how her husband was so busy these days, the sudden arrival of Kyle essentially spoiled their plans.
The siblings were at the mall, buying clothes for Kyle with the help of a shopping agent. Andrew had to go to the office, needing to attend to an obstacle involving the media company, and thus, the two were left on their own for a good two hours.
Picking out a shirt, Kyle revealed, "Frankly, I wasn't planning on staying, but I wanted to pick on your husband."
"How dare you!" Kenzie squinted at her brother.
"He claims he loves you and will do anything for you? Well, that I have to see for myself before I get burned at the stake together with you," Kyle explained.
"Haha! You are overreacting. Dad would not burn us alive! Sure, he will get mad! Sure, he will grill
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Three days passed. "The best coffee for the best husband," Kenzie claimed, offering the beverage to Andrew. She wanted to lighten up his spirit. He smiled, receiving the spill-proof mug Kenzie prepared, and he embraced her tightly, delighting in her sweet blossom scent. The two were in the living room with Andrew ready to take off for work. Andrew could use an excellent coffee and Kenzie made sure he had one every day for the past three days. He had been returning home after midnight and even if he was home, half of the time, he was in front of his laptop. During office hours, Andrew was often unduly busy being on the phone, speaking to shareholders, and communicating with different branch heads of KNW Lifestyle Media. He was trying to get to the bottom of the current scandal that essentially put the company in a rocky situation. A day after the explosive news, alleging the Kentworthys of being invol
"I don't want to accept it," Andrew said during their late-night dinner at the penthouse. "Why?" Both Kenzie and Kyle said at the same time. "Because this was exactly why Kenzie left? Was it not?" Andrew dropped his knife on the plate and turned to his left, facing his wife. He reasoned, "Sweetheart, I don't want you to think, not even for a second that I am taking advantage of your family's wealth." "The situation in the company will pass and we can ride it out," he insisted, raising both his hands. "Aww." Kenzie gave Andrew puppy eyes and closed in to embrace him. "Thank you, Andrew, for considering my feelings, but I'm over and done with that. I know you would never do anything to hurt me." Kenzie and Andrew kissed in front of Kyle, not realizing how it was making him awkward. "Excuse me, but, will you stop it already?" His lips twitched, and he suggested, "It's like a horror movie." Kenzie, "..." Andrew raised
From where he sat, Andrew's hands were clenched into fists. Someone dared to shame his wife and he would not let it slide. Sitting across him, he could see the piercing stare of Kyle Wright, silently grilling him about the unexpected introduction of Kenzie's identity. Kenzie, on the other hand, shrugged and said, "It's about time, anyway." Meanwhile, from the table where the Evans sat, Briana smirked triumphantly. She turned to the next group of individuals and nodded along with Andrew's stepmother, Claire Cooper. Her father, Noah Evans, tapped on her back and said, "Well done, Briana. Now Andrew will regret choosing that simpleton over you." They could hear William Kentworthy seeking answers from the elevated platform, but the Evans, including the Coopers, were celebrating, thinking they have already won. At the back of Claire's head, this was the chance for her son, Harry, to take the throne as KNW's CEO instead of Andrew. Ho
"I'm not really just a regular barista," Kenzie revealed to a group that included most of Andrew's family and his best mate, Jonard. "Oh, I need to hear this," said Melissa. "Please, darling. Enlighten us," requested Emily, Andrew's grandmother. Kenzie eyed her brother and after getting approval, she began, "Back home, people whom I call friends betrayed me. They used me because of my father's influence and I found out two years too late... It hurt... It really hurt." She narrated how her boyfriend was a sham and how her bandmates played her, pretending to like her for years. "I wanted to leave it all behind me and just forget. I was in a stage where I did not care and I just wanted to start fresh just being... Kenzie. Me without being feared or without being seen as an opportunity to get ahead of their businesses or career," she explained, exhaling at the end. "I wanted to form genuine bonds." "When I renewed my passport, I chan
With eyes tightening, Kyle clenched his jaws while his body leaned forward. While sitting in front of Andrew, he rested his elbows on his knees. As intimidating as he could, he sought, "Have you... had sex with Kenzie?" Andrew relaxed his back. He looked earnestly into Kyle's eyes and replied with full emotions, "Mr. Wright, I love your daughter." He paused as if thinking deeply. He shook his head and resumed, "If I did not love her, I would not desire her. Making love is an expression of affection. So I think it's perfectly normal considering we are married - " "Dammit, Andrew! That is not what we talked about!" Kyle yelled, throwing his hands in the air in surrender. So much for all the practice, Andrew went through, trying to pass a lie detector test, it was just not in his bones to make up a story, especially when it involved speaking to the parents of his wife. A night before their flight to Braeton City, Andrew and Kyle were simulating the
Everyone was aboard a private jet, directly flying into Braeton City. "What is she doing here? You are not welcome to join us in this trip, not after what you tried to do to my wife!" Andrew raised his voice, walking towards the seat where Briana settled. "I'm sorry, son. I had no idea Claire was bringing Briana with her," William revealed, shaking his head while standing angrily at the seats next to his wife, and Harry. The original plan did not even include Harry and Claire but they insisted to come along, saying they wanted to support Andrew, but much to William's disappointment, his wife and stepson had other plans. "But I did not have anything to do with that video," Briana reasoned, folding her arms across her chest. She was about to say more when Kenzie stopped the entire exchange. "Let her come to Braeton." Kenzie smirked in Briana's way and resumed, "She wants to swim in a place where she doesn't belong, she is more
Their first stop was at the Wright mansion. The second their vehicles lined up to the heavy gates, Andrew's company was instantaneously fascinated. The mansion that Ethan Wright provided for his family was enormous, well kept, and with enough vegetation around its immense gardens. Jealousy crept over Claire's head, seeing how the estate was bigger than that of her husband, William. She no longer cared about Briana, not one bit. As she rode on the last Maybach with her son and William, she remarked, "Wow, so Kenzie is really a billionaire." "Were you still doubting that fact?" William asked, shaking his head. The mother and son pair looked at each other before Claire responded, "We thought it was Andrew's scheme to get the investors believing in him." Deep inside, they wished it was true because the newfound partnership with the Wrights may mean they're doomed. On the first Maybach, Andrew was feeli
"So where exactly are we going?" Andrew inquired. After a pleasant dinner, Kenzie's father and maternal grandfather quickly isolated Andrew, taking him for a ride in a military vehicle. "We are going to the military camp," Kenzie's grandfather, former general Winfield Davis answered. Andrew swallowed air down his throat. He realized, his greatest fear has finally come. Despite Samantha Wright's efforts in trying to save him from the expected confrontation, here he was, on the route to being... interrogated. Half an hour later, Andrew was sitting in an enclosed chamber. It was dark, with thick silvery walls with no windows. Yep! With hands behind his back and a light over his head, he was pretty much treated like a suspected terrorist. Ethan sat on a chair in front of Andrew and ordered, "First of all, you are not going to say anything about this to my wife. When we return, you are going to say that I treated you