“How much?” Cathleen has grown colder over the years. The sweet girl everyone knew was gone. Not even a man could soften her heart. It was as if the girl didn’t have a heart at all; she was stone cold. The two looked at each other and couldn’t answer. Cathleen is where she is today, with no one’s help, not even her own father. She worked part-time to pay for her studies. The two didn’t answer as she continued to stare down at them. Cathleen arched an eyebrow at them, asking them to say how much they had spent on her, but no one spoke.
Cathleen's once warm and kind demeanor has hardened into a chilling coldness over the years. Not even the presence of a man could thaw her frozen heart. It was as if she had no heart at all, made of stone and impenetrable. As the two faced each other in silence, neither able to answer nor understand this distant version of Cathleen, it became clear that she had clawed her way to where she was today on her own, without anyone's help or guidance—not even her own father's. She worked tirelessly to pay for her education, a burden that should have been shared by those who claimed to care for her. Cathleen arched an eyebrow at them, asking them to say how much they had spent on her, but their guilt-ridden faces remained mute. At that moment, Cathleen's frigid gaze held more power than any words could convey.
Cathleen's arms crossed tightly over her chest, her expression shifting from cold and distant to one of disgust and contempt. Her sneer revealed a flash of perfectly straight and white teeth. Her once warm brown eyes, now icy and unyielding, “You say I owe you. How much do I owe you?”
The silence in William's study was suffocating, heavy, and thick like a fog. Every sound was amplified, from the faint tick of a clock to the drop of a pin hitting the hardwood floor. Both individuals were rendered speechless, their mouths agape as they struggled to find the words to break the stifling stillness. But all that could be heard was the deafening echo of their own breathing, a reminder of their helplessness in this tense and oppressive atmosphere.
Cathleen continued, “That is my condition, or we wait for your precious daughter to finish what she started.” Dora's heart pounds in her chest, fear and determination swirling together like a deadly storm. She would rather face death than let her precious daughter marry someone like Finn, who possesses nothing but empty promises and shallow pockets. The very thought makes her blood boil, her maternal instinct driving her to protect at any cost.
“Fine!” Dora was quick to answer.
“Very well then.” Cathleen checked her watch. We still have 3 hours before the wedding. Let’s go to the Department of Civil Affairs to finalize the formalities.” William knew that his daughter meant every word, so he picked up his phone and called old Mr. Knight.
Old Mr. Knight: Hello William.
William: Old Mr. Knight, we have a problem. My daughter, Avery, ran away. Since we need this alliance, is it okay if I bring my other daughter, the one who was engaged to Finn before, to marry him?
There was a pause on the other line. Old Mr. Knight loved Cathleen more than Avery, and he loved the way she carried herself. He knew that Finn cheated because she never slept with him. While Avery was different and wild. The man saw Avery as a cheap girl. In reality, he could have loved it if Cathleen could marry his youngest son, Xavier. The man sighed and finally spoke.
Old Mr. Knight: William, let me get back to you. I will have to talk to Finn.
The man cut the call and asked one of the servants to summon Finn to his study.
After about 5 minutes, old Mr. Knight looked at his grandson, Finn. “Your bride ran away. It seemed like she had cold feet. So you will marry Cathleen.” Finn felt like a bucket of dirty, cold water had been poured all over his body. In horror, he looked at his grandfather.
“Grandpa, you know that girl hates my guts. She wants revenge. Not happening.”
“The problem is, you like easy women.”
“Not happening!” Finn's face contorted in anger as he yelled, his eyebrows furrowed, and his jaw clenched. He leaned forward in his chair, his hands gripping the arms tightly.
“That’s final! I don’t remember giving you a choice!” The commanding voice of Old Mr. Knight left no room for arguments, booming like thunder and reverberating through the tense air.
As he learned that Cathleen would take the place of his girlfriend, Avery, Finn's mind began to spin. He couldn't believe it, knowing how much Cathleen resented him for his past mistakes. How could they ever have a successful relationship after all that had happened between them? A strong sense of guilt and regret washed over Finn as he realized the consequences of his actions. He had always loved Cathleen, but Cathleen was a strict woman. ‘The, do not touch me or kiss me till you put a ring on it.’ kind of girl. She was a strict and naive woman, but he also knew that marrying Cathleen would be a fatal mistake.
He could sense the malice in her heart, silently plotting revenge. Yet his heart belonged to another woman, Avery Jackson, who happened to be Cathleen's sister. Finn's mind raced as he made a desperate choice; he fled. Without hesitation, he bolted from the limousine just as it stopped in front of the looming church gates. The weight of his decision settled heavily on his shoulders as he disappeared in broad daylight, leaving behind a shattered future.
Panic set in as bodyguards barged into the church, frantically informing the Knight family that their youngest son had disappeared without a trace. Old Mr. Knight's orders to block all airports and roads yielded no sign of Finn. But Finn was nowhere to be found. Then an idea came to old Mr. Knight. His youngest son, Xavier Alexander Knight,
Xavier was balls deep inside his latest blonde when his phone chimed across the nightstand. He dove deeper into the blonde, which resulted in the blonde letting out a piercing shriek of anguish. It was no wonder the man was called a sex Adonis. Gazing up at her from below, his eyes were filled with a sense of boredom. With a sudden burst of energy, he delivered a forceful thrust that caused her to arch her back in agony. The sharp pain radiated through her body, leaving her gasping for air and struggling to remain upright. She could feel the intensity of his gaze on her as she tried to regain her composure. His piercing stare seemed to penetrate deep into her soul, filling her with an unsettling feeling.While he was still inside her, he tried to see the caller ID by looking across the nightstand, but he couldn’t. The girl's toes curled, and she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, pulling him closer with fierce urgency. Her body pressed against his, aching for every inch of con
The screams tore out her lungs but were muffled by his hand. He pounded her kitty with quick, forceful thrusts. His balls were slapping her ass while she hung on to her dear life. Xavier's jaw clenched tight as he pounded into her mercilessly, each thrust filled with a raw primal force. Her body shook and trembled beneath him, unable to withstand the intense pressure he inflicted upon her. He gave no reprieve, driven by an insatiable desire to dominate and conquer. Ignoring her screams while his cock was buried deep within her, he took out his phone to call his assistant while still pumping into the blonde"Look into the girl; my father wants me to marry. Find out everything about her; don't leave anything." He ordered.But his assistant asked him for the name of the girl, and then he suddenly recalled that the old man didn’t tell him the name of the girl. That angered him, and he took out all his frustration on the girl he was currently banging. He bit so hard on his lower lip as he
Cathleen's body trembled with anger as she gritted her teeth, the bitter taste of betrayal lingering on her tongue. She had always felt like an outsider in her own family, constantly overlooked and mistreated by her stepmother and stepsister. But it was her father's passive acceptance that fueled her rage. For years, he stood by while his wife and daughter tore her down. And now, Cathleen couldn't take it any longer; she wanted to sever all ties with them and cut off the toxic roots that were suffocating her spirit.Cathleen was determined to leave her toxic family behind and start anew. From a young age, she endured the pain of feeling unwanted and unloved by her own father. He never once stood up for her, even when others cruelly labeled her as an illegitimate child. His silence only fueled her feelings of worthlessness. And when she was mercilessly bullied, he turned a blind eye while his wife and daughter made her life a living hell. But it wasn't until Cathleen discovered Avery h
As she sat there, her fingers trembled as she clenched them into tight fists, her body shaking with a seething rage that threatened to consume her. The thought of Finn's betrayal flooded her mind like a raging river, filling her with a burning desire for revenge. She vowed to make him suffer, to turn their once-promising marriage into a living hell. With a deep breath, she composed herself and waited to be summoned outside the room, ready to unleash her fury upon him.The door swung open with a suddenness that made Cathleen jump. An old man, looking both stern and impressive, stepped into the room. He immediately locked eyes with Cathleen, and his previously severe expression dissolved into a wide smile.“We meet again, Cathleen Jackson.” She was about to explain to him that her name had changed and that she was no longer Jackson when she grinned.“Grandpa.” She got closer so she could hug the elderly man. The man then flashed a grin. Since she was with Finn, she used to call old Mr.
Dora’s anxiety level began to rise when she realized that Finn was nowhere to be found. She began to gnaw her nails as she became increasingly concerned that Finn would be late for the wedding, which could result in the ceremony being postponed. She couldn't afford for the wedding to be canceled. Cathleen had to marry Finn so her daughter could marry the owner of Knight Group International.“What’s taking so long for the groom to show up? How can a man be late for his own wedding?” Dora asked, but her husband didn't answer, as if he had tried telling her what was happening, Dora might have tried to cause a scene.Suddenly, the bride’s song was being played. Cathleen walked down the aisle with her head held high and a proud smile on her face. Despite being surrounded by guests in fancy attire, she stood out like a masterpiece in a room full of sketches. The strapless wedding dress hugged her slim frame perfectly, highlighting her alluring collarbones and curves. Every step she took exu
Xavier's eyes bore into Cathleen as he strode towards her, determined to make her acknowledge his presence. He couldn't tear his gaze away from her, taking in her every feature with a mix of fascination and desire. Despite his efforts, she remained oblivious to him, refusing to even glance in his direction. With each passing moment, Xavier grew more fixated on her appearance, unable to look away. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he found the courage to speak.“I apologize for my tardiness; I’m coming from a distant state.”His tone did not even remotely suggest that he was sorry about anything. Cathleen eventually came to the realization that the man standing in front of her could not be Finn. Cathleen quickly jerked her head to look at the man standing in front of her. He wasn’t Finn. She looked at old Mr. Knight and then at the man in front of her. As she gazed at him, her face remained void of any emotion. But her brows were furrowed in confusion as if she were trying t
Xavier was surrounded by his lawyer and assistant, feeling the weight of his father's expectations pressing down on him. As he made his way back to the lavish wedding reception, he couldn't help but feel a sense of resentment towards his father for forcing him into a marriage he didn't want. The thought of pretending to be a dutiful husband filled him with dread, yet at the same time, he couldn't shake off the feeling of obligation towards his family. With each step closer to his father, Xavier's conflicted emotions grew stronger.“There you are. Where is your bride? I bet she has already left because she hates your guts.” The man's body swayed in rhythm with the music, his arms gracefully stretching and twisting as his feet moved seamlessly across the dance floor. A smug smirk played on his lips as he spoke to Xavier.“Well, that makes the two of us,” he said as he continued to stare at the man in front of him. “Who is she? I thought I was going to get married to Avery Jackson." Xavi
“We are pulling out of the Diamond agreement.” His assistant went into a stupor. Xavier had put in a lot of effort to close the deal, and he was well aware of the significance the deal held for him. It felt like a dream when his assistant got the news that he was quitting the deal. He made a gesture to clear his throat.“Sir, you have put in a lot of effort to secure this deal.”“Trust me, we are pulling out. Go pick Olivia up at the airport.” Caleb froze, and his heart sank as he heard Mr. Knight's request. He couldn't believe that after just getting married, his boss would ask him to go pick up his girlfriend from the airport. What was Mrs. Knight thinking? Wasn't she supposed to be staying at her husband's house now? Where will the girlfriend stay? Caleb couldn't imagine how awkward and uncomfortable the situation would be with another woman in the household. He grumbled under his breath, dreading the task of picking up Olivia, whom he had always disliked. It seemed like his workpl