Nora had a lot on her mind as she put Graycen to bed. Her thoughts were jumbled, and she couldn't help but think about the recent encounter with Alexander and the unusual restraint he had shown. She was relieved that things hadn't escalated.Her thoughts then drifted to a birthday party she and Alexander had attended together, along with Greg's friend Sebastian. He had walked out with a redhead with big boobs that were almost spilling out of her clothes. When he came back and saw her talking and laughing with his friend Sebastian. He had gotten jealous and had thrown a glass against the wall, shattering it, and leaving her taken aback.Nora couldn't help but be impressed by Alexander's unexpectedly calm demeanour when he encountered her having a date with Greg. It was a stark contrast to the fiery temper she had witnessed in the past. This change in behaviour left her intrigued and relieved that there might be a new understanding between them.The male figure approached Greg's car and

Desperation surged through Nora as she realized she was in a fix. She couldn't afford to wait for an electrician or use the printer downstairs, which was always in demand. Time was ticking, so she made a swift decision. Racing to the break room, she snatched a knife and returned to the printer. With swift, unsteady hands, she exposed the wires. The moment of truth came as she plugged them into the socket, praying for a miracle. The printer blinked to life, the hum of machinery signalling her small victory. Nora felt a mix of relief and adrenaline as the designs began to print. Time was still tight, but she was back in the game.Emerging from the room, Nora collided with Patience, who appeared to be waiting just outside. "Sorry," Nora uttered quickly, readjusting herself, and then hurried toward Sandra Spears' office. Swiftly depositing the file on Maurice's table, Sandra's assistant. Nora was met with a reassuring remark, "You are right on time."Nora observed as Maurice took the file

"I am pregnant," Veronica said, sharing her exciting news about her pregnancy with Nora, who couldn't help but show her surprise. "I know, you told me that day at your house," Nora stated."yeah I remember now, I have been very forgetful these days", Veronica said. "With the current situation between you and Ted, are you keeping it?" she asked, prompting a nod from Veronica. "Ted is asking me for a DNA test." , Veronica said. She looked at Nora, her expression pained. "It hurt me that he would even ask that of me. We were planning our wedding before he slept with Vivian."Nora felt a pang of empathy, tears welling up in her eyes. She reached out and held Veronica's hand, gently squeezing it. "He's asking for a DNA test means he thinks so lowly of me," Veronica expressed, her voice filled with hurt and frustration.Their conversation took a candid turn as Nora asked Veronica about the paternity test and the possibilities. "Are you taking the test now, or will you wait until the bab

Nora came inside with the parcel and found her mother in the sitting room. "Mom, you're awake?"Nora said, totally surprised to see her mother. "I heard voices. Why is he yelling at you?"Nora's mom asked, looking at both of them. "Everything is OK, Mom," Nora replies."What do you have there?" Amanda asked, pointing to the box Nora was holding. "No idea," Nora said as she set the box down on the centre table and began to open it. She was experiencing some difficulty getting off some of the packing tape, Amanda went into the kitchen and came back with a knife, "Here", she said offering the knife to Nora who collected it and used it to open the box. Amanda took the knife from Nora and went back to return it. Nora opened the box, and she found a note on some pink tissue paper sheets. "What does it say?" Amanda asked, "Nora, I can feel the passion and fire in you. The road to success can be long, but it's easier when you have a little help. Good luck from all of us at Sandra Spears

Nora stood in the doorway of her sitting room, her eyes wide with surprise as she took in the sight of the woman sitting on her couch. The woman was tall and slender, with long, flowing hair and piercing blue eyes. She had a warm smile and an air of confidence that put Nora immediately at ease."Hello," Nora said tentatively, her voice barely above a whisper. "Who are you?"The woman stood up quickly and extended her hand. "Oh, I'm so sorry," she said, her voice full of concern. "I'm Mary Gibson. We met yesterday backstage after the show. I'm your personal assistant."Nora's memory of everything that happened yesterday was foggy. She could remember the excitement of winning the competition, the thrill of seeing her designs come to life on the runway, and the overwhelming sense of relief as the show came to a close. But she couldn't remember meeting Mary, or giving her her house address, or asking her to come there that morning."I'm so sorry," Nora said again, feeling a pang of embarra