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!”

was without complaint as he allowed his wife to take

of skin slapping against skin coming from

night, she stood out in the hallway for close to two hours, and by the end of it, she asked loudly, “It’s

Sophia. Instead, it was Michael who

by this, Tiffany

editing, and when everything had been finalized, the piece was published in the paper anonymously. The news had garnered the public’s attention and had sent

cryogenically freeze their genetic samples in order to preserve their bloodline. If the cryobank had indeed swapped their samples with others for its own

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

to fear despite knowing Sophia was the

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

would not! Tiffany

matter of time before

there was no way Cooper would turn a blind eye on this

with the results of her efforts. She wouldn’t allow Cooper to bear the brunt of Tiffany’s

text message on her phone from an unknown number, which

going after

out, ‘Who are

Roc,’ the

her eyes, Sophia saved

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

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

Dana knew nothing about

to deal with Anna once and for all, and she was going to strike soon, now that her

words alone. Anna had been the one who’d arranged for Dana to get closer to

be a Yard before she changed

then it would make sense for Anna to have known about this, too. This was the reason why Cooper had strategically retreated to Anna’s side; it was so that he could

what is Jordaine playing

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

too. Once she had Nicholas print out

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