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Meet Linda, a young widow whose billionaire husband died in a fire accident. He willed all of his properties to her before the accident, making her splendidly rich. After the death of her husband, she became sad and indifferent because he was the only person who cherished her - He took her from the street and got married to her. She didn't want to move on, but things deviated when another billionaire saw her, he fell in love with her and made advances towards her, but she turned him down. All Ethan wanted was for her to fall in love with him. He didn't want to coerce her, he just wanted her to love him without force. Although he has the money to buy her husband's company and properties. He didn't want to give up on her, he continued professing his love for her. But everything changed when both of them were kidnapped. What is going to happen when her love took hold of her? And her feelings for him superviseded her dead husband? What is going to happen when her husband whom she thought was dead, came back? Who is she going to choose: Ethan or her husband? Watch out in this battle of love and position!! Will love wins? The story is full of love, betrayal, secrets, hatred, crime, and more Love battle is the fight for the strong.
Linda breathed heavily as she sat down watching. Frank, her brother-in-law, stood babbling loudly so that the occupiers in the whole mansion could hear him. He was banning out his intestine.
"A pauper will always be a pauper," he coined arrogantly. "You impoverished brat wishes to reap from where you never plow..." He added scowling "...that won't be, whether you're the only benefactor to his will or not. But one thing is that I will make you pay. You will regret making him ever authorize your name as his only benefactor to the will. You won't even have the energy to drag my brother's properties with me," he rambled precisely.
Linda gazed at the ugly grin on his face. She detected hatred and resentment as usual, before she took her face from him.
She blinked her brows in anger as her system couldn't stomach the insults ranted on her. She shook her head rapidly as she decided to respond to him.
"An empty barrel makes the loudest sound. This was your attitude that impelled your brother to will his properties to me, if you have any issues to formulate. You can go and meet him to complain," Linda retorted as she shrugged, looking sideways and ignored him hitherward.
The grin on his face tightened into humiliation. To cover up his shame, he smirked mischievously. His body shuddered as if pains were traded into his body. It hurt his ego and personality. He saw Linda as a nonentity and her retorting after his words was a dent to his image which made him boiled in anger.
He wanted to hurt her by slapping or forcing her down until she begged him but he certainly knew he couldn't just do all that because of her crazy friends.
"We shall know who will go and meet him between the two of us, you contaminated pig!" He yelled with an evil grin and grinned at her. That was one thing he could do right away. Then he stormed out.
Frank had never failed daily to lambast Linda for five months after the death of her husband who happened to be his elder brother. But Linda had been too mourning to ever respond to him, but until some minutes ago. She always allowed his tirades.
Hot tears swooped from her eyes. The reflection of her husband's portrayal engulfed her head and she riled.
"Richard, why have you failed in your vow to be there with me in every one of my trials?" she bewailed.
Her two personal maids walked up to her. Their faces were both welled with tears.
"Linda, you need to take it easy," Bee, one of her maids with a blonde and cute petite face said as she coiled to sit beside her.
She gently rubbed her shoulder as Linda sniffed.
Bee, as they always called her, was from one of the down countryside. Her full name was Benita George. She was the most respected and matured out of all Linda's maids.
Linda glanced at both of them and a pinching sob slipped out of her mouth.
"Thank you," she finally said to both of them as she pulled them to her in a warm embrace and they sobbed together.
Moment later, her phone buzzed. Sluggishly, she picked it up.
"Hey, girlfriend!" Sofia, one of her best friends, mumbled through the phone.
Linda gently wiped her tears, she didn't want her friend to notice her bad evening.
"Hi, Softie girl," she replied in a murmur.
"Your voice sounds jaunt, are you alright?" Sofia said concerned and Linda knew out of all her friends, Sofia could be a mood catcher.
She breathed in just to calm her nerves. She didn't want her to know about her sober mood.
"We are about to cruise the city right now, get ready in fifteen minutes, or else, we will drag your ass out," Sofia decoded jovially and Linda knew what might be on her mind but she definitely wasn't in the mood to go anywhere.
"I am not interested," she rejected.
"Whether you like it or not, get your ass down or you will be the spark for tonight," Sofia insisted, scoffing over the phone.
"Why aren't you going?" Bee asked as Linda dropped the phone beside her.
Linda turned her teary eyes at her and gazed at her, "I am not in the mood," she replied, her voice low and sullen.
"You certainly are in the mood. Do you know why we all like you more than the rest?" Bee asked calmly as her brows tightened.
Linda knew why Bee asked but she never replied.
Bee knew she intended not to reply to her but she answered on her behalf anyway.
"It is because you are stronger than the rest. You amass an aura that gives you strength regardless of what you face. So, you need to get up and mingle with the rest and even the dead will smile at what you're becoming,"
With her maids persisting intensified, Linda agreed.
However,.she agreed not without promising to get them ice creams.
Those two maids were just like sisters to her. But they would never admit it.
They preferred a boss to maid relationship rather than being called sisters.
Ten minutes later, Linda stepped down the stairs to meet the stares of her maids.
"She is so stunning ' Ashley said chuckling
"Woah!" Bee mumbled in awe, walked to her abd held her hands, "You're stunning, Linda," she said.
"Stop flattering, I am in my mourning period," Linda said, sadly.
Her maids gazed at each other and scoffed.
"Mourning?!" Ashley exclaimed as if she was shocked to hear that, "Linda, oh forget your mourning," she said, shrugging her shoulders.
"Be happy, dear boss. And smile," Bee tickled her waist.
Linda chuckled out until she burst into a forced laughter.
Linda was extremely beautiful, with tall slim stature, natural long black hair that reached her upper hip, slender tender legs, and a beautiful chiseled carved face.
Her beauty had hooked Richard Logan, her dead husband to her.
Richard's parents had forbidden the relationship. They despised Linda with passion. Especially Mrs. Logan, she was just thick in their relationship. She desired a wealthy lady for her first son which wasn't Linda.
Richard was adamant fighting for her.
His dad disowned him. He never cared but made a vow to her that he would be there with her in every one of her trials because he knew Linda had no one being an orphan who once lived with her aunt who was a poor widow.
Unfortunately, her aunty also died some months after their marriage.
They had wedded within a month they met. It was just them and a few friends.
Linda accepted her maids to lead her to the door. As they got to the door, they heard the car hoot of her friends.
As they opened the door, they found out that her crazy friends had put on five car lights that could blind anyone even in daylight...
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