As the evening arrived, Amelia made her way to the restaurant, her heart still racing from the conversation with Jackson. She pushed aside her worries, determined to enjoy the celebration with Uncle Smith.As she entered the restaurant, she spotted Uncle Smith already seated at a cozy table by the window. He beamed a warm smile, his eyes twinkling with pride.He wore a black blazer suit, with his hair braided backwards. "Amelia, you look stunning!" he exclaimed, rising from his seat to greet her.Amelia blushed, feeling a sense of gratitude towards this man who had believed in her from the start. He had done everything for her to even get where she is today. "Thanks, Uncle Smith. You're looking quite dashing yourself," she replied, taking in his stylish outfit.As they sat down, Uncle Smith poured her a glass of champagne. "To your success, Amelia! May this be just the beginning of your journey to greatness."Amelia smiled, feeling a sense of joy wash over her. "Thank you, Uncle Smi

Amelia's phone rang incessantly, the sound echoing through the luxurious hotel suite. But she didn't stir, lost in a deep sleep, her body wrapped in the arms of Uncle Smith. The suite was lavish, with marble floors, crystal chandeliers, and floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city skyline. The bedroom was dimly lit, the only sound was the soft hum of the air conditioning and the persistent ringing of Amelia's phone.Uncle Smith's arms held her close, his chest rising and falling with each breath. The suite was filled with the scent of expensive cologne and the faint hint of whiskey. They had been wasted from yesterday's partying. The bed was a sea of plush pillows and soft sheets, a haven of comfort and deceit.Outside, the city pulsed with life, the sounds of cars honking, people laughing, and music drifting from the nearby nightclub. But in the suite, all was quiet, the only disturbance was the ringing phone, a constant reminder of the world outside, of Jackson's desperate att

Not only has Amelia met with uncle smith at the Greenfield mansion but also did she meet him again at coffee shop and this meeting, brought them even closer to each other. Amelia hurried into the bustling coffee shop, her eyes scanning the display case for the perfect snack. As she reached for a pastry, her elbow accidentally collided with a tall figure beside her, sending her belongings tumbling to the floor."Oh no, I'm so sorry!" Amelia exclaimed, as she bent to gather her scattered items.Uncle Smith, the same man she had nodded to earlier, crouched beside her, his eyes locking onto hers as they both reached for the same fallen book.Their fingers touched, and a jolt of electricity ran through Amelia's body. She felt a sudden connection, as if their hands had sparked a flame that ignited a deep recognition within her.As they stood up, their eyes remained fixed on each other, the bustling coffee shop fading into the background. Amelia's heart raced, her mind reeling with the unex

Flashback Ends:Amelia's eyes snapped back to the present, her mind reeling from the memories of her past schemes. She stepped out of the car and onto the driveway, her heels clicking on the pavement. As she entered the penthouse and headed to her apartment, chaos greeted her. Toys and furniture were scattered everywhere, and her small child, John, was wailing uncontrollably. The maids were trying to calm him down, but he was having none of it.As soon as John saw Amelia, he rushed to her, tears streaming down his face. "Mommy!" he sobbed, clinging to her legs.Amelia's expression softened, and she scooped up her child, cradling him in her arms. "Hey, baby, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" she cooed, trying to soothe him.Just then, Jackson approached her, a mix of concern and anger on his face. "Amelia, where have you been? You've been gone since yesterday, and I've been worried sick. What's going on? Why haven’t you been picking you your calls?"“My phone is dead, and-.”Amelia's

Raven’s Book StoreAva walked into the bookroom, exchanging pleasantries with the receptionist. "Hi, how are you today? I'm looking for Volume Two of 'The Ex-Husband Returns: A Second Chance At Love'. Is it available?"“Oh, Mrs. Ava, come with me.”The receptionist smiled and led her to the shelf. "Right here, Mrs.Ava. Enjoy your read!"As Ava reached for the book, Jackson appeared from a corner, his eyes locking onto hers. It must have been that he saw her enter. She tried to walk away as her legs could carry her away far from him, but he strode towards her, his long strides closing the distance. He pulled her by the arm and pinned her against the bookshelves, his voice low and intense."Ava, what are you doing? And why are you doing this to me? Why are you running for governor against me? Is this because of Emily? I heard you’re related to her. Okay, I'll apologize here and now if that's what it takes, so that you would stop punishing me."“Punishing you?” She scoffed and after, her