"Keep your opinions to yourself and focus on your own affairs. Just because my son-in-law handed me his card doesn't mean I can't ask for more. He is affluent, and my request is but a drop in the ocean for him, so mind your own business!" Ethan snapped back. Stacy stood her ground, her voice firm as she replied, "You have no right to make demands from my Boss." "Your boss? Who do you think you are referring to as your boss? He is your husband, Stacy! If you can't make good use of the privileges you have, then I will take advantage of them on your behalf! Goodbye!" Ethan's voice dripped with disdain as he abruptly ended the call. Stacy's chest rose and fell with rapid breaths, her amber eyes flickering with wrath as she furiously stomped her feet on the tiled floor. "Argh!!! That man will be the death of me one day!" Stacy seethed with a mixture of anger and humiliation. How could her father behave in such a shameless way? After Stacy exited the room, Bruce retrieved the fal
"Your new mom is here now, and I'm confident she will fill those voids of the past with her love and care. Anyone can be a mother to you as long as they genuinely love you and demonstrate it through their actions," Bruce said with a smile, and Cherry nodded in agreement. “You're absolutely right, Aunt Stacy has been an incredible mom! I don't wish for anything or anyone else,” Cherry declared. "You know, there are many children out there who do not have parents, but we are fortunate enough to be embraced by people with kind and caring hearts. We don't always need to receive love from those who gave birth to us. Love can come from anyone who truly cares for us," Bruce explained, drawing from his own experiences as an orphan who had to go through life without his mother after her tragic passing, which left him traumatized for months. Even to this day, he had not received the love he yearned for, only encountering animosity from those around him who were supposed to be family but c
"I asked you a question, Stacy," Bruce reiterated. Stacy's eyes reluctantly lifted to meet his sculpted face, his piercing grey eyes locking onto hers. Unintentionally, her gaze trailed down to his well-defined abs, then further down to where his little big monster was concealed beneath the towel before she quickly shut her eyes. "Yes, Stacy! Your mind is indeed playing tricks on you and you need to stop it before you disgrace yourself further!” She scolded herself inwardly. "Don't get me wrong, Stacy. If I'm going to undress, then I won't do that in front of you when I know you will be very uncomfortable by it,” Bruce coaxed, taking a step forward. "Uncomfortable? It would be a pleasure to see you standing before me, stripped butt naked with your almighty member shoved at my face, sir,” Stacy’s inner demon argued. She quickly realized that it wasn't her voice speaking. "Oh no, what are thinking now, Stacy? What have you done to yourself?!” She screamed. "I know you admir
Turning her head away, Stacy felt Edward's breath on her neck as he once again breathed in her scent. "What are you doing? Please stop this. Stay away from me, Edward. This-this is inappropriate, and I am not okay with it,. This is wrong," Stacy stuttered, attempting to distance herself. However, Edward firmly grasped her slender arms on both sides effortlessly, restricting her movement. Feeling increasingly uneasy and agitated by his actions, Stacy drew upon a newfound strength and forcefully pushed him away, causing Edward to stagger back a few steps. "Didn't you hear me?! I told you to stop coming close to me! I told you to stay away, I don't like it!" Stacy lashed out. "Is that why you pushed me like that?" Edward retorted sharply, his eyes reflecting anger. "Who do you think you are? Some sort of beauty queen? Let me be frank; you stink! Perhaps you should consider taking a bath before someone else points out the same thing twice!" Stacy’s eyes constricted on him. Tak
Once Bruce entered the kitchen, Olivia who stood hidden at the corner in secret, watching the whole scene she had caused unfold before her eyes was suddenly pulled down the small passageway out of the scene to a different enclosed area in one of the servant's rooms. "Mom! Why did you do that?” Edward yelled at his mom furiously. He had just left his room after his encounter with Stacy only to find his mother smiling at the side of the burning kitchen. Then he knew she had a hand in it. "Why are you yelling at me? I did it to get back at her after what she did today. I wish she wasn't the only one who got burned. That little brat should have been burnt along with her!” Olivia said through gritted teeth in disdain, the words Cherry and Stacy had said to her replaying in her mind. "Stacy got burnt?” Edwards asked in both surprise and concern. "Yes, I think. She was very close to the cooker so she must have gotten burnt,” Olivia scoffed unbothered about the danger her action
"She will be seven next week. Why didn't anyone tell me?” Stacy was surprised at the revelation. She never thought Cherry’s birthday would come up so soon and no one bothered to tell her about it. "But… why is Mr. Yates mad at Cherry for entering the kitchen?” Stay pondered. "I knew it! Cherry was hiding something from me and right now Mr. Yates is really angry about it. I'm sure I will receive some scolding really soon for letting her in.” "You're still young, Cherry. None of you should venture into the kitchen again," Bruce firmly declared. "I'll be hiring a new chef to replace William shortly. In the meantime, it's crucial that no one enters the kitchen under any circumstances. I won't risk your safety for the sake of a meal. If you need food, get it from a reputable nearby eatery with high standards of food preparation. Safety comes first he stated with resolve. "Dad, I prefer homemade food over getting it from outside," Cherry objected, approaching Bruce and gently taking ho
"What do you mean by you didn't see the need to tell me about it, Stacy? You got burnt by flames for heaven's sake, Stacy!” Bruce let out a gruff sigh. "Show it to me,” He commanded. "S-sir?” Stacy stuttered. "Show it to us, mummy. You hurt yourself and it should be treated quickly. So stop hiding it and show it to us,” Cherry interjected in concern. Stacy nodded slightly and then brought out her hand which she had been hiding right behind her back slowly. Bruce's face darkened even more than it was ever before by the sight before him. Stacy’s hand was badly burned by the flames and she dared to hide it from him. Why the hell would she do that? Bruce's teeth clenched against his lower jaw as his fist balled up till his knuckles turned white. He hated the sight of those burns on Stacy’s skin. He despised it and wouldn't like for it to repeat itself ever again. Unexpectedly, Stacy was swooped off her feet into his massive arms which made her let out a sharp gasp from h
"It's okay, Pookie. It's not your fault. There must be something wrong with the electric cooker that's why it blew up. It wasn't your fault, dear,” Stacy consoled, trying to relieve the guilt Cherry felt for not letting her know about the rules. "Oh, Stacy also calls her Pookie, huh?” a small smile hung at the side of his lips as he stared at his wife’s delicate sweet face. She was very beautiful indeed, with an innocent face and amber eyes. A gorgeous natural beauty to behold. "Erm..I will be back soon. I will get some lunch from the nearby restaurants. I will be back really soon, dear,” He said to Stacy and Cherry before he left the room. "Okay! Tell me more about your birthday cherry. How do you want to celebrate it?” Stacy raised a conversation to distract Cherry from how she felt and cherry also dived into the conversation by telling her a lot of things she had in mind for her birthday. ***** "Vanessa Dawson, what was the meaning of that stunt you pulled out there