The evening was alive with anticipation as D'Andre arrived at the event, the grand banner announcing the guest speakers, Mr. Frank and Mr. Kendrick, catching his eye. It was a prestigious gathering, one that held the promise of networking opportunities and forging connections that could propel his career to greater heights.Adjusting his tie with a final glance in the rearview mirror, he stepped out of his car. But his anticipation was short-lived as another vehicle abruptly pulled up, and D'Andre's irritation flared. He waited impatiently to see who it was, and as the sleek car door opened, he recognized the familiar figure that emerged.Taylor, ever the embodiment of nonchalance, strolled out of the car, casually removing his black shades. "Well, well, well, it looks like the CEO's son decided to grace us with his presence," he remarked with a smirk.D'Andre couldn't help but chuckle. "With you around, trouble always finds a way, doesn't it?"Taylor's response was a nonchalant shrug

"Someone's hitting on you?" D'Andre's curiosity was piqued once again. "Really? Who is it?"Catalina held back a mischievous grin. "I'm not ready to reveal that just yet. But let's just say it's been a pleasant surprise."D'Andre chuckled, genuinely happy for her. "That's great to hear, Cat. You deserve happiness."Their conversation took a more serious turn as Catalina's expression became earnest. "D'Andre, promise me something."He nodded, his gaze fixed on her. "Anything.""Take care of Maiari, and love her more than anyone else. She's a wonderful person, and you two are perfect for each other."D'Andre's eyes softened with sincerity. "I promise, Catalina. I love Maiari deeply, and I'll always do my best to make her happy."Catalina's focus then shifted to another topic—one that intrigued D'Andre. "By the way, have you heard about our fathers' plans for a new company?"D'Andre's brows furrowed in surprise. "A new company? My dad hasn't mentioned anything about that."Catalina nodde

Maiari's heart ached at his endearment. She had always been a sucker for his sweet words, his charming gestures. But tonight was different. She couldn't bear to look into his eyes, to confront the lies that lay beneath the surface. "I'm okay," she replied tersely, offering no further explanation. Without another word, she turned and made her way upstairs to their bedroom. D'Andre watched her retreating figure, a knot of unease settling in the pit of his stomach. He knew he had some explaining to do, but he needed a moment to gather his thoughts. "I'll follow," he finally said, offering a feeble excuse about needing a shower. Alone in the bedroom, Maiari couldn't contain the tears any longer. They flowed freely, her body shaking with the weight of her emotions. She had trusted D'Andre with her heart, had believed in their love, and yet he had betrayed her trust once again. The pain was unbearable, the feeling of betrayal like a dagger through her chest. She thought back to the beginn

As the final bell chimed, signaling the end of another long day at Summerfield University, D'Andre couldn't help but feel a gnawing unease in the pit of his stomach. Maiari occupied his thoughts, her absence from his life casting a shadow that he couldn't ignore.Exiting the university grounds, he climbed into his car, a sleek black sedan that usually filled him with a sense of pride. Today, however, the vehicle's plush leather seats and polished interior felt empty, devoid of the laughter and conversations that usually accompanied his drives.Traffic in the bustling city was its usual chaotic self, a seemingly endless sea of vehicles inching forward in an elaborate dance of impatience. D'Andre sighed and leaned back in his seat, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel to the rhythm of a song playing softly on the radio. But even the soothing melody couldn't chase away the turbulent thoughts that swirled in his mind.The events of the day played on a loop in his thoughts, like a mov

“Wow! A meeting!” D'Andre couldn't help but roll his eyes at the cruel timing. His voice, laced with frustration, betrayed his exasperation. "Seriously, Dad? Right now?" he retorted in full dismay.In the digital silence that followed, a parade of city sounds serenaded D'Andre's ears—the loud sound of car horns, the distant hum of sirens, and the occasional chattering of pedestrians on the bustling sidewalks. The city itself seemed indifferent to his internal turmoil.Mr. Kendrick's response, when it came, was measured and brimming with paternal wisdom. "Sometimes, son, we need to give Maiari space to unwind and think things through. Pressuring her won't help, and you might risk complicating things for our future grandchild. Let her cool down, and I promise you, her anger will fade. You don't want to jeopardize our grandchild's well-being by stressing her out."D'Andre's grip tightened on the steering wheel, his knuckles white with tension. His father's words resonated in the air, mer