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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
Philip "Come on now, let's get you back to your suite," I murmured, putting my arm around Sarah's waist to help her walk steadily. She sobbed uncontrollably, her cries deep and raw, as if she were saying a painful goodbye to her best friends. As I guided her unsteady steps out of the dimly lit bar, my heart ached with remorse at the sight of her suffering. "Shh, don't cry, babe... your pretty eyes will go red and puffy." "It's your fault! You hurt me. Why can't you love me? Why does no one like me?" She cried like a baby while we were in the hallway. Guests and hotel staff looked concerned. "I'm sorry, babe… Come on… I'll take you to your bed," I told her. "No, Philip! Why does everyone hurt me?" I could hear the pain in her voice. Even in her drunken state, she was carrying the weight of the pain I caused her. "Listen, babe… Lying to you that night was the dumbest mistake of my life. But I was weak… I did what I thought I had to. My mother keeps bothering you, and I cou
Sarah When I woke up in my hotel room, my head felt unbearably heavy, like a massive stone weighing it down. I first noticed a large diamond ring on my left hand. Where on earth did I get this extravagant piece of jewelry? "Shit!" I murmured, holding my head as if it might explode. "Amanda!" I called for my nanny. "Amanda…" I repeated, grimacing as a new wave of pain shot through my head. The room spun around me. The door burst open with a loud thud, and my faithful attendant Amanda quickly entered. "Miss!" She rushed to my side, helping me sit up. "God, what happened?" I cried out as the pain became too much to handle. Tears filled my eyes, and I sobbed loudly. There was a knock on the door, and my guard stood outside, wearing dark shades. "M-Miss Sarah, President Cornell has arrived." "What? He's here?" I couldn't believe Philip was at the hotel. Why was he here? "Yes, he brought the doctor who checked on you last night," the guard informed me. I blinked. Why can't I rememb
Sarah I showed the ring to Philip. "And this ring? Hold on, don't tell me you bought this for me?" My eyes widened at the possible scenario playing out in my mind. "Uh, you got that ring from one of the players last night at the casino," Philip explained. I furrowed my brow, still not understanding what he meant. "Sarah, you invited me to the casino after we returned to the hotel. I wanted to call it a night because I felt tired after the incident at the chapel. We came straight here from Highland Hills... I couldn't stop you last night. You were incredibly energetic—like you had downed three energy drinks in a row. "I decided I had to keep an eye on you, so I followed you to the casino floor. And that's where you managed to obtain that ring from another gambler who had lost all her money. Sarah, it cost ten million dollars. According to the player you got it from, it came from an auction. A royal family owned it in the past," Philip explained. "You mean I got this ten-million-d