The cryobank that was a subsidiary of Marks Real Estate was one of the world’s first and foremost commercial cryobanks. To date, the cryobank had amassed an impressive clientele made up of aristocrats as well as those in the upper-social class.

These clients had chosen to cryogenically preserve their genetic samples in order to ensure the continuation of their bloodlines, but they certainly had not expected Marks Real Estate to use their genetic samples for shady backdoor deals.

Sophia was engrossed in her typing, her eyes burning with a dark fire as she brainstormed on the details of her next exposé. If things didn’t work out for her as the director of a company, Sophia could rest easy knowing that she might just make it in journalism.

Just as she was amusing herself with the thought of this, a knock came from the door.

“Who is it?” Sophia asked.

“It’s me,” Tiffany answered from the other side of the door as Sophia hurriedly closed the lid of her laptop.

Her again?

“What do you want?” Sophia demanded, raising her voice.

Tiffany did not sound friendly when she said, “We’ll talk when you open the door.”

Sophia bristled. The woman had probably caught wind of the exposé and was now here to confront Sophia, who was the most likely suspect behind the scandalous narrative.

“I’m not dressed,” Sophia snapped.

“Well, then, get dressed and open the door.”

“I can’t. I’m making love to my husband right now!”

“I can wait.”

“We’ve only just started! It’ll take at least two hours before we’re done, and Michael hates being interrupted halfway!” Sophia yelled.

Tiffany gritted her teeth. “I can wait. I don’t even mind waiting till morning!”

Letting out an exasperated sound, Sophia shut off her laptop and undressed herself, thereafter straddling Michael. She pulled off his shirt as she called out to Tiffany, “Then we’ll just take our time!”

hand, was without complaint as he allowed his wife to take her

sound of skin slapping against

close to two hours, and by the end of it, she asked loudly, “It’s been two hours. Are you ready to

no reply from Sophia. Instead, it was Michael who

by this, Tiffany

was published

bloodline. If the cryobank had indeed swapped their samples with others for its own corporate greed, then it was no different from killing off their

Marks Cryobank hastened to withdraw their genetic samples. If Marks Cryobank had a Cethosian branch, then it would have suffered a

knowing Sophia was

of the day, Sophia could do nothing more than play up the controversy that she’d started. Asher remained Cooper’s son nevertheless; even if the law dictated that Cooper had no

would not! Tiffany thought

matter of time before Cooper comes

knew that there was no way Cooper

was extremely pleased with the results of her efforts. She wouldn’t allow

just as she was stoking the fire on this scandal, there was a text message on her phone from an unknown number, which read: ‘Jordaine is

 is going after

out,

the

saved the

had an impressive manhood, he couldn’t help but gloat about it. He even changed his Messenger icon so that it was now

he was Moore’s personal assistant and right-hand man, Dana must have

knew nothing about Jordaine’s plans for

the inside, Jordaine had a way to deal with Anna once and for

be described by words alone. Anna had been the

a Yard before she changed

was the reason why Cooper had strategically retreated to Anna’s side; it was so that he could secretly help

what is Jordaine playing

in spirit. Now that it was a new year, he was showing utmost concern over Carmen’s online store, which had officially been in business for

gone into details, too. Once she had Nicholas print out the plans, she sent a copy of it to

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