The operation was a success and Ali couldn't help the smile that refused to leave her face. As she watched her brother sleeping soundly on the bed. Madam Harriet proved true to her words and paid for her brother to be moved to a VIP ward. The room and facilities were something an average person could not afford for even a night. Her phone buzzed in her pocket, prompting her to take a look at it. A scowl quickly formed on her face when she saw the message dropped in their office official group chat. It was a notice to her to finish her presentation and submit it tomorrow, because the CEO was reviewing it. Ali switched off the phone with a triumphant smirk on her lips. She devised a plan right there on how to deal with her scumbag superior. The presentation he is eagerly waiting for will never come, and if he can't provide a suitable replacement by twelve tomorrow afternoon, his salary will be cutoff as punishment. The image of his sour expression as he gets scolded tomorrow w
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"Grandma, you can't make decisions about my marriage. You can't even force Gerald to get married, he is older," Martin cried out, not liking what his grandmother was planning. "Since you are protesting, let's start with something simple," Harriet smiled sweetly, a smile that brought goosebumps on his skin. Martin's phone beeped, he checked it and nearly fell off the sofa he was sitting on. It was a notice from his bank, informing him that his accounts had been blocked. "No! No! Grandma what are you doing?' Martin exclaimed. His hands trembled as he held his phone up to check it again. "You planned this since a long time ago, right?" He whimpered like a sick dog. Losing his international funds made him feel sick, he could even see himself falling into coma. "Yes. Get married to the woman I choose and everything will be yours again," Harriet resumed stroking her cat. "I will think about it. But please grandma don't go freezing my credit cards unless you plan on losing your gr
Martin returned to inform Harriet of his decision to marry the girl she had chosen for him. As he walked in, Gerald was sitting at Harriet's feet, massaging her foot. Sometimes, he wondered what waves it would create if he someday made a video of him acting fillia and spread it online. It would leave the whole country and the whole of Asia shocked. The personality of Gerald was such that no one would imagine him helping anyone. Popularly known as the god of the business world in Asia, after winning awards for seven consecutive years. He is the king of the Laverock group, ruthless, arrogant and domineering. There was no good adjective they could use to describe his personality, but in looks, he beat even the Hollywood stars and idols. Martin was jealous of him for many reasons and one of them was how people compared them every time. Gerald noticed his arrival but didn't raise his head to look at him. It was his habit to ignore everyone in his family except his grandmother.
By the time he was satisfied and was ready to leave, Gerald found Barry and inquired about Ali. Barry was stunned that he had come back for Ali and was hesitant to explain the situation that brought the girl there. One, he feared for his life. Gerald wouldn't spare him if he were to find out that he had given him a random woman for the night. He had to tell a lie to divert Gerald's attention from the woman. However, to his horror, Gerald asked him to find the girl. Meanwhile, the person responsible for Gerald's restlessness was busy scheming on how to punish her marketing director for what he did to her. Another message was sent to her to arrive at the company early, so they could revise the presentation before it is submitted to the CEO. Ali had something else in mind. She will definitely go to the company today but not to submit any presentation. She is going there to see the director embarrass himself. After telling her aunt what to tell Harriet if she dropped by, she l
Ali stood between the two approaching disaster, hoping for the ground to open and swallow her. She looked around the lobby for a place to hide but found none. Choosing to make a run to the stairs, she covered her face with her hair and along the open lobby to the stairs. However, at that moment madam Harriet caught her and called out to her. Ali didn't look back, to her turning now means death. She was beginning to regret plotting against her director. If she hadn't thought of using the woman to punish him, she wouldn't have been in this mess. "Why did she run like that? Did someone hurt her feelings?" Harriet was confused as well as angry at the thought of someone offending Ali. "Quick, run after her and see what is wrong," she instructed Martin beside her. Martin grumbled but went after Ali. Just then Gerald approached his grandmother and hugged her. "What are you doing here Granny? You did not inform me that you were coming," Gerald said. His height towered over her but not
"Come inside, no one's going to eat you," Martin urged Ali and pushed her back slightly. He almost couldn't resist to touch her lower back that dipped to form a willow waist and round hips. "Come in Ali, don't stand there" Harriet called from her seat when Ali was hesitant to come in. "I was telling Gerald about you." Ali's eyes moved towards the end of the room where Gerald sat, facing the wall. Her heart was ready to fall out of her chest, she thought she was going to collapse and die before they even find out her secret. "The Aircon is on then why are you a sweating bucket?" Martin questioned as he fetched his kerchief to wipe Ali's face. Before his hand would reach her, Harriet swatted it away and glared at him. He retracted his hand to his side, rubbing it slightly because it was hurting. He eyed Harriet's frail-looking hand, wondering how, she could inflict so much pain with it. Harriet held Ali's hand and dragged her to seat beside her. She looked at her sweaty face and
Gerald picked up his phone and called his assistant, the temperature around him dropping as he enunciated every word over the phone, "Find out everything about that woman who is with Grandma." His jaw clenched and he felt like throwing something. He asked Barry to find her but how did she get to his grandmother? He wondered if she was an enemy. Why else would she approach his grandmother after sleeping with him and now she is chosen to be Martin's wife. "If this is a game, she'd better pray she knows her cards well," he muttered.He couldn't say anything earlier, as Harriet had gotten offended over his attitude towards the girl. Harriet hated anyone offending her guests and this one saved her life, so she is biased towards her. He vowed to dig up every information about her first, before exposing her for who she is, and after that make her disappear. Meanwhile, Harriet fumed all the way to her car. She turned back to grab Ali's hand, and said, "I apologize for Gerald's behavio