Sarah "Let's go inside," I urged Josh. Josh's jaw clenched, the muscles tightening under his tanned skin. His eyes, usually a warm hazel, now darkened with a mix of anger, frustration, and something deeper and more complex. Despite his agitation, I didn't feel threatened. There was an odd sense of safety in his presence, contradicting how he appeared. After a moment's hesitation, he unclenched his hands and followed me in. "Everything alright, Sarah?" Jane asked. "Hi, Josh!" I guided him through the spacious living room to the dining area. I placed the water before him, hoping the cool drink would help calm his nerves. He needed to relax. "Talk!" he demanded. "Ms. Sarah, is everything okay here?" the guard asked, still uneasy with Josh after seeing him shout at me earlier. "No problem at all. Please wait outside. We need to discuss something privately," I requested of the guard, assuring him I was safe. The man complied. "I'll be just outside." I looked back at Jos
Philip Sitting beside a mahogany-framed square window, I gazed out at the vast expanse of the Caribbean Sea. The water, a mesmerizing blend of azure and turquoise, stretched to the horizon, its gentle waves kissing the pristine white sands of St. Barts. This tranquil paradise starkly contrasted with the tumultuous thoughts swirling in my mind. I kept asking myself if what I was about to do was right. Would I be cast as the black sheep, the ungrateful son who turned against his mother? But then I remembered how she always tried to control things, didn't seem to care about anyone's feelings, and only cared about being powerful. It felt like I was just a pawn to my parents. After finalizing my thoughts, I exhaled heavily and reviewed the long article again. Then, I picked up the phone and called Bronn. He answered immediately. "President Cornell, what a surprise!" I got straight to the point. "I heard you were looking for investors for your LoveLogic game app. I'd like to get involv
Sarah The darkness enveloped me, and I didn't know how long I was unconscious. When I finally woke up, I found myself in my bedroom. The first thing I saw was Josh, concentrating as he checked my pulse. Around him were worried faces: Amanda and Pepper, looking tense; and Jane, with tear-streaked cheeks. Even the usually stoic guards looked uneasy. "Are you alright, Sarah?" Jane asked with concern. "Ms. Sarah, you finally regained consciousness!" Amanda exclaimed. "We were all so worried," Pepper muttered. I tried to sit up, but my body felt heavy, and my mind was still spinning from the panic attack that had knocked me out. "Yeah… I'm sorry for worrying you..." I murmured. "Mr. Benner called your phone while you were unconscious," she said, glancing nervously between me and the others. "We didn't answer, so we wouldn't say anything that might worry him," Jane informed me. Jane had some idea about my true relationship with the Benners, especially since Amanda and Pepp
Sarah My expression darkened as the vehicle past the woman outside Serenity Pines, my mind preoccupied with the urge to splurge. It had been too long since I treated myself, and with upcoming business engagements and travel plans, I knew I needed to indulge. Before long, we reached Eternal Elegance’s boutique. In the grand lobby, we were met with a scene straight out of a magazine. Socialites filled the space, lounging on luxurious couches, and flipping through glossy brochures with care. The air was rich with the scent of pricey perfumes and the soft murmurs of the well-to-do. Amidst them, I spotted Rebecca with Megan. "Goodness gracious!" Jane muttered as she caught sight of the venomous duo. "Four o’clock..." she murmured. As the two approached us, Rebecca's disdain was palpable. "Well, well… Can you believe it, Megan? They let trash in here now," she sneered, a smirk playing on her lips. "Really? Funny you mention that, considering you're the one I see," Jane retorted. Rebe
SarahAn elegant boutique on the upper floor greeted us warmly. Pausing to soak in the ambiance, I admired the rich burgundy velvet walls that served as a luxurious backdrop to the gleaming glass display cases showcasing glittering jewelry.
Sarah Bronn and Jakob welcomed us at the airport. BM Technologies is located in a nearby metropolitan area. The presentation and launch of LoveLogic are set to take place in a hotel-casino, and Bronn has invited numerous personalities. Amanda accompanied me on the trip while Pepper was left in Jane's care at Amir's villa in Highland Hills. This is part of a long list of business trips my assistant and I will attend. As we walked, Jakob explained, "The launch date for LoveLogic has been pushed up. It's a strategic move. It's better to introduce it to the market now than to face potential accusations of plagiarism later. Bronn says we've got significant backing—venture firms, and angel investors. They pulled strings to get us a prime slot at the launch." I nodded, understanding the pressure. Me and Jakob have been working round the clock. "We've wrapped up five phases, laying a strong foundation that should captivate players for a few months. However, there's no time to pause. As
Sarah From what I heard, Bronn and Emily had a past relationship, but she left. They met again just recently. I had always wondered about Bronn's romantic history; now, it all makes sense. The truth came out like a bittersweet story: he and Emily had shared an intimate relationship. "Let's discuss this privately," Bronn suggested. I followed Bronn's suggestion, and he invited us to a restaurant, bringing Emily along. I could feel Emily trembling slightly like a leaf in the wind, though she showed no emotion. Perhaps she was trying to be brave about the situation. We sat at a table inside the restaurant. Emily sat beside me but still couldn't look at me. "Speak!" I demanded of Bronn. Bronn glanced at Emily, silently asking if he could talk about their past together. "I'm not sure what you heard, but it's true. I had a relationship with Emily before." Should I be angry about that? No. Emily followed Bronn's statement. "I was Mr. Martin's mistress for two years. I ended the rela
Philip "Philip, did you know Sarah is Miss Benner? She's a liar! How can she pretend to be someone else? Do you believe her words?" Megan said in an accusatory tone, waiting for me outside Azuré's boutique. "It's impossible for Sarah to live away from the Benners. She probably just said that to embarrass Rebecca and get your attention!" I forcefully pulled Megan away from the staring onlookers, dragging her so quickly toward her car that her heels clacked on the pavement. I ignored her comments about Sarah because I already knew the truth. "Megan, go home! Do you want me to remind you of the huge amount of money you lost in Luminary Productions?" "So why are you spending on Sarah's luxuries?" she said, her eyes full of barely hidden envy. "I'm a car racer. My life doesn't revolve solely around Luminary Productions. But that is not your concern! The police investigators are now looking for my mother. Do you have any idea where she might be?" My voice became accusing. After all, my