Patricia Wilson
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The third point of view: "You should ask your nuisance of a grandson to stay away from my daughter!" Eden was still lost in the heated argument. Meanwhile, Camille sat at a corner of the room watching them, she had tried her best to calm both men down but they wouldn't listen. Now, she was done persuading them and was on the lookout for what would happen next - may the best fighter win. "No, you should tell your own daughter to steer clear of my grandson. She's the one always coming to bother…
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The third point of view: The scream of a panicking teenager startled the men standing guard at the corridor's entrance. They could have stayed right outside the room but it was far easier to sight anymore with a bad intention here. Quickly, they turned around and spotted that girl called Isabella, the one who would be their young master's wife in the future. "What is it?" One of them managed to ask. "Something is wrong with Julie, you have to come with me!" She cried out. The men didn't need to…
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The third point of view: "Julie, it's me," Isabella whispered into the ears of the peaceful-looking Julie deep asleep. When he didn't respond, she began to poke his nose. "Isabella, what are you doing?" Pedro asked with confusion. Why was she trying to wake him up? They had come to visit, not disturb him - Julie needed all the rest he could. "I'm trying to wake him up?" Isabella replied to him without even as much as a glance over her shoulder. "Alright," He said without much thought, "Wait,…
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The third point of view: "You did this to my daughter!" Eden yelled at George, his eyes wide and furious. He was pissed off as hell. "Your daughter did that to herself! If she hadn't gone seducing my grandson, she wouldn't have landed herself in this situation!" George lashed out. "What? Did you just insinuate that my daughter Anabelle is a slut?" Eden couldn't believe what he just heard. How dare that old man treat his precious daughter like that. Anabelle was treated like royalty in her…
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The third point of view: Niklaus was in his bedroom typing away on his laptop when Allen came in. He had not gone into the office today, hence decided to work from home. His son entered his room which made his brows raise in suspicion, first, it was Isabella, now him. Not that he was complaining, but on normal days, his kids would rather play than spend the whole day with him. "What is it, son? Do you want to play games with me?" And that was another sport he and his son enjoyed. Although Allen…
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The third point of view: Ailee was roused from her sleep when her brother Allen hopped onto her bed, causing it to dip from his weight. "Come on Ailee, stop being a sleepyhead, let's play," the boy began to pull her up. Why was his sister such a lazy ass? "Get off me, you nuisance!" Aille hollered, annoyed at being woken up. Everyone in the household knew how much she treasured her sleep like her mother Reina and unless it was for school, nobody dared to wake her in fear of being on the receiving…
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The third point of view: Isabella was proud of herself for the fact that she could control her emotions. Control, balance, what was life without it? But then, the instant she saw Anabelle throw up blood, that control chattered the way a chandelier would upon touching the ground. Her mouth opened wide and her lips trembled as she called that name, "Annabelle!" It was almost as if everything happened in slow motion, one moment her cousin was standing, the next she was falling. Isabella quickly…
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"Annabelle…" Julie was visibly hurt by her statement. She laughed, sweeping her hair back, "You know what? Honestly, I only came home with you last night to have sex. As you said, you're a player and you have so much experience, plus the fact I had a little crush on you, hence you seemed the perfect candidate to pop my cherry," "You don't mean that!" Julie refused to believe her, "You're doing this on purpose. I know you are," He tried to grab her hand but Anabelle reached out and struck him in the…
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The third point of view: "Who the hell dares to -!" When the both of them saw George standing at the doorway, he looked like the devil himself. His expression was unreadable and Anabelle knew that juncture that they were in great trouble. "What in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ is going on here?" The old man asked as if he hadn't seen everything with his own eyes. However, Julie quickly said to him, "Grandfather, I can explain -" "Explain what?!" The old man didn't even give him the…
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The third point of view: Niklaus was surprised when his daughter Isabella walked into his room. When the knock on his door came earlier, he had expected it to be one of his servants - she was the least on his mind. Not that Isabella doesn't come into his bedroom or something, but this was the first time she knocked "politely". "Father," She called him and that made Niklaus' eyebrow raise. The Isabella he knew doesn't show sudden fondness for him unless she needed something from him. "What is it,…
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