Love has finally found me

Introduction Chapter 1: Abruptly taken The phone rang, shrill and insistent. David's heart racing, he answered, his mind still foggy from the evening's relaxation. "Mr. Smith, this is Life Emergency Hospital. We need you to come urgently." The voice on the other end was firm, laced with a hint of sympathy that made David's gut twist. What was happening? He listened, his thoughts reeling, as the voice on the phone delivered the devastating news. "Your sister and her husband...didn't make it. Your niece, Vanessa, is in a coma." The room spun around David. He felt like he'd been punched in the gut, his breath knocked out of him. He stammered, "Y-y-yes, I'll come right away. Thanks for letting me know." As he hung up, his phone slipped from his sweaty palm. Bonnie, his wife, stood up from the couch, concern etched on her face. But David noticed a flicker of excitement in her eyes, a spark that seemed out of place in this moment. "Hun, what's wrong?" she asked, her voice laced with a sweetness that now felt cloying. David's eyes welled up with tears. "It's...it's my sister. She and her husband...they're gone." He choked on the words, his voice cracking. Bonnie's expression changed from concern to shock, but David saw a calculating glint in her eye. She hugged him tightly, her arms wrapping around him like a vice. "We need to be strong for Vanessa, baby. We'll get through this together." But David felt a wave of disgust wash over him. How could Bonnie think about that at a time like this? He pulled away from the hug, his mind racing with the implications. How would he tell Vanessa about her parents? How would he face the funeral, the company, the world without his sister by his side? Bonnie's grip on his arm tightened. "David, listen to me. This is a blessing in disguise. You'll become the CEO now, and we'll finally have the life we deserve." David's eyes narrowed. "What are you talking about, Bonnie? My sister just died." Bonnie's smile grew wider, her eyes gleaming with an unsettling intensity. "I'm talking about our future, David. Our future together." In that moment, David realized that Bonnie's greediness wasn't just about money or status. It was about control. She had always manipulated him, using her charm and beauty to get what she wanted. And now, she saw his sister's death as an opportunity to grasp the power she had always coveted. With a heavy heart, David stormed out of the house, leaving Bonnie's unsettling smile etched in his mind. The darkness outside seemed to swallow him whole, the only sound the echo of his own ragged breathing. Let me know if you'd like me to continue with the next chapter or if you have any specific questions or areas you'd like me to focus on! Chapter 2: Dream Come True Bonnie's eyes sparkled as she gazed at her husband, David. She couldn't care less about his thoughts or feelings; her mind was consumed by the opportunity of a lifetime. With David's promotion to CEO, she envisioned herself flaunting expensive gowns and jewelry, bragging to her friends about their newfound status. All she needed to do was convince David to see the bigger picture and embrace their new life at the Anderson mansion, starting with moving in right before the funeral. Meanwhile, David's world was crumbling. At the hospital, he approached the glass window separating him from his pale niece, Vanessa, who was connected to life support machines. His knees buckled, and tears streamed down his face as he whispered her name, "Nessa." The doctors worked tirelessly, their faces grim. After a 30-minute wait, a doctor emerged, looking nervous. David approached the doctor, his eyes brimming with tears. "Doctor, how is my niece? Will she be alright?" The doctor's expression was somber. "David, I'm not going to sugarcoat it. Vanessa's condition is critical. We're doing everything we can, but..." David's voice cracked. "But what? Please, tell me." The doctor placed a hand on David's shoulder. "We need to be prepared for the possibility that she might not make it. I know this is hard to hear, but we have to consider the worst-case scenario." David felt like he'd been punched in the gut. "No, no, no. That can't be. She's just a kid. She has her whole life ahead of her." "I know, David. Believe me, we're doing everything in our power to save her. But we need to be realistic. The next 24 hours are crucial. We'll do everything we can to stabilize her, but..." David interrupted, his voice shaking. "But what can I do? I need to do something." The doctor's eyes filled with compassion. "You can be there for her, David. Talk to her, hold her hand. Sometimes, that's all we can do. Let her know you're there, and you care." David nodded, feeling a sense of helplessness wash over him. "Okay, I'll do that. I'll be there for her." Returning home, David found Bonnie sipping red wine in her sleeping clothes. She put the glass down and approached him, but he walked past her, his expression disgusted. Bonnie chose not to argue. Bonnie sat in front of her vanity, gazing at her reflection. She applied her makeup with precision, her mind wandering to the potential promotion. She couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and entitlement. "Why shouldn't I have it all?" she thought to herself. "I've worked hard to look good, to be charming, to support David's career. It's time for me to reap the benefits." Bonnie's thoughts drifted back to her childhood, growing up in a struggling household. She remembered the feeling of wearing hand-me-down clothes, of going to school with leftover lunch. She vowed never to return to that life. "Material success is the key to happiness," she told herself. "It's the only way to ensure security, respect, and admiration." As she finished her makeup, Bonnie stood up, admiring her reflection. She smiled, satisfied with her appearance. "I deserve this life," she thought. "And I'll do whatever it takes to keep it." She took a quick shower and returned to her sleeping clothes. She decided not to ask or argue with him and look at her other sides leaving him lost in thought. He struggled to sleep as his mind consumed by worry. The next day, David woke up after 11 am to the sound of voices in the front house. He followed the noise and found their extended family members consoling Bonnie, who was crying hard. David's eyes narrowed, his expression unreadable. Chapter 3: All smoothly Bonnie's tears dried quickly as she grasped David's arm, her mind racing with opportunistic thoughts. She led him to the kitchen, her voice laced with feigned concern. "We can't hold the funeral here, darling. We need to move to the Anderson's mansion to accommodate all the people who will come to offer their condolences." Her eyes gleamed with excitement at the prospect of taking over the grand estate. David nodded, still reeling from the tragedy. Bonnie's suggestion seemed sensible, but he couldn't shake off the feeling that she was exploiting the situation. "We can schedule the funeral for two days from now," he agreed, trying to focus on the practicalities. "That will give us time to...take care of things." As they returned to the living room, Bonnie shared the news with the others, her voice dripping with false sincerity. Later that evening, as they packed their belongings, David couldn't help but notice Bonnie's eagerness to claim the Anderson's mansion as their own. "We should take the master bedroom," she suggested, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. "After all, we're the only family Vanessa has left." David hesitated, feeling a pang of guilt. He knew Bonnie's intentions were far from altruistic. She had always resented the Andersons' wealth and status, and now she saw an opportunity to claim it for herself. But he chose not to argue, hoping that her greed would eventually be her downfall. Rhonda, their 16-year-old daughter, asked, "Mommy, is this our new home?" David corrected her, trying to instill some sense of empathy. "Sweetheart, this is Vanessa's home. We're just here to...support her." Rhonda's smile seemed to hide a hint of cruelty, a trait she had inherited from her mother. That night, as Bonnie brushed David's hair, she revealed her true intentions. "Baby, I know you think I'm a bad person, but hear me out. We should disconnect Vanessa's life support machines. What's the point of keeping her alive if she's never going to wake up?" Her voice was laced with malice, and David felt a chill run down his spine. "Bonnie, we can't just...give up on her," David protested, trying to appeal to whatever humanity was left in her. Bonnie's expression turned cold. "You're so naive, David. Vanessa's parents are gone. She's just a burden now. And when she returns, she'll be a different person – a disabled child who will need constant care. Who will take care of her then?" Chapter 4: Play along Bonnie's voice was laced with temptation as she whispered to David, "Imagine it, our lives transformed overnight. We'll be the envy of everyone. Vanessa's inheritance will be ours, and we'll live the life we've always dreamed of." David's eyes gleamed with excitement as he envisioned himself as the owner of Anderson Logistics. He pictured himself addressing shareholders, his voice commanding respect, and his name etched on the company's letterhead. The thought sent a thrill through him. Bonnie's words dripped with honey as she continued, "We'll travel the world, stay in luxurious hotels, and dine at the finest restaurants. Our daughter will attend the best schools, and we'll be the proud owners of a mansion." David's face flushed with desire, his mind racing with the possibilities. He imagined himself behind the wheel of a sleek, black sports car, the wind in his hair, and the admiration of others. Bonnie's eyes locked onto his, her gaze burning with intensity. "We'll be the ones calling the shots, making the decisions, and reaping the rewards. Vanessa's fate is sealed, and ours is just beginning." David's resolve crumbled under Bonnie's persuasive words. He knew what he had to do, and the thought sent a shiver down his spine. "I'll take care of it tomorrow, after the funeral," he whispered, his voice barely audible. Chapter 5: Best moments gone Julian's smile was tinged with sadness as he touched Vanessa's soft cheeks. "Baby, Mommy and Daddy need to rush somewhere for a while. We'll watch over you from afar and always protect you." He struggled to hold back tears, knowing their time with Vanessa was limited. She tried to hug her father, but he moved backwards, leaving her confused. "Daddy, why won't you hug me?" Vanessa asked, her voice trembling. "Sweetheart, promise Mommy you'll be a good girl," Natasha said, slowly removing her hands from Vanessa's face. "You're Mommy and Daddy's big girl, right? No matter what happens, you'll always be a good girl." Natasha's eyes welled up with tears as she gazed at their daughter. She knew they had to leave, but it broke her heart to see Vanessa so vulnerable. "Sweetheart, promise Mommy you'll be a good girl," she whispered, her voice cracking with emotion. "You're Mommy and Daddy's big girl, right? No matter what happens, you'll always be a good girl." As they moved backwards, fading away, Julian and Natasha's eyes locked, sharing a moment of pure love and sorrow. They knew they were leaving Vanessa in the hands of those who would exploit her, but they also knew they had to trust in the universe's plan. Vanessa's cries echoed through the ward, calling out for her parents. Julian and Natasha's spirits lingered, watching over their daughter, their love and protection enveloping her like a shield. Vanessa cried out, feeling abandoned. "Mommy, who will hug and cheer me when I'm sad? Daddy, who will play with me and read bedtime stories? Why did you leave me here alone? Please come back for me!" The sounds of the machines and Vanessa's cries caught the attention of a nurse, who rushed in to find the young girl awake and distressed. The nurse's surprise turned to nervousness as she saw Vanessa's big, beautiful black and white eyes scanning the ward. Meanwhile, Bonnie and David approached the receptionist, feigning sadness and concern. Bonnie whispered to David, "We need to act perfectly so they won't suspect anything." David's guilt was palpable, but Bonnie took charge. "Hello, we're Vanessa Anderson's family," Bonnie said, her voice laced with fake empathy. "We'd like to speak to her doctor as soon as possible, please." Her eyes scanned the area, calculating the next move to secure their grip on the Anderson fortune. David's hesitation was palpable, his mind racing with the consequences of their actions. He knew Bonnie's true intentions, but his own desire for wealth and status kept him trapped in her web of deceit. As they waited for the doctor, Bonnie's smile seemed to grow, her confidence bolstered by the prospect of gaining control over Vanessa's inheritance. David's eyes, however, betrayed a glimmer of doubt, a crack in the facade of their united front. Chapter 6: Plan B The receptionist's smile faltered as she delivered the unexpected news. "I was about to call you. Vanessa has regained consciousness. She's awake." David and Bonnie's simultaneous "What?" echoed through the room, their faces reflecting their shock. The receptionist nodded, her face flushing. "Yes, the doctors are with her now, ensuring she's safe." Bonnie's heart skipped a beat. She felt a surge of anger and hatred towards Vanessa for waking up, threatening to ruin their plans. David, on the other hand, was consumed by regret for his plans to pull the plug on Vanessa's life support, his conscience finally kicking in. With a guilty look, David thanked the receptionist and pulled Bonnie, who was frozen in place, towards the ward. Bonnie's reluctance was palpable, her eyes flashing with anger. Inside, Dr. Amanda Van Zyl's heart broke at the sight of Vanessa's tears streaming down her pale face. "Hello, Vanessa. I'm Dr. Amanda Van Zyl, your doctor." Vanessa's pleading eyes locked onto the doctor. "Doctor, please take me to my mommy and daddy? I want to see them." Dr. Van Zyl's heart shattered. She looked anxiously at Vanessa as the ward door burst open, revealing David and Bonnie. Their forced smiles and nervous glances betrayed their true intentions. David's shaking voice attempted to sound reassuring. "Nessa, thank God you're awake. We were worried." Vanessa's eyes searched for her parents, her voice trembling. "Uncle, where's my mommy and daddy? Can you please call them for me? I want to talk to them, please, uncle." David and Bonnie exchanged a nervous glance, their eyes darting around the room. Bonnie's puppy eyes tried to conceal her true emotions, but her voice was laced with insincerity. "Nessa, baby, we'll explain everything at home. You need to rest and eat to gain energy, okay?" Bonnie cooed, her tone grating. As the nurse entered with a bowl of noodles and veggies, Bonnie took it, still pretending to care. "She must be hungry. Please feed her, ma'am." As Bonnie fed Vanessa, the girl bombarded her with questions about her parents' whereabouts. Dr. Van Zyl confirmed Vanessa's healthy state, clearing her for discharge. David and Bonnie left with Vanessa, their true intentions still hidden, but their guilt and tension palpable. Chapter 7: Hate has been sent Bonnie's anger seethed beneath her polished exterior as she walked, her long nails digging into her palms like talons. Her eyes flashed with resentment, her mind racing with the implications of Vanessa's awakening. At the mansion, David instructed the helper to sedate Vanessa, hoping to avoid her incessant questions. The helper complied, and Vanessa fell asleep soon after taking the pills, her small body surrendering to the medication. Rhonda, their daughter, ran downstairs, her face lighting up with excitement. "Mom, Dad, you're back?" Bonnie forced a warm smile, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "Yes, honey, we're back. And we've brought a special guest, Vanessa." Rhonda's eyes narrowed, her gaze flicking to Vanessa's sleeping form. She had always felt overshadowed by Vanessa's kindness and beauty, which reminded her of Vanessa's mother. David explained, "Rhonda, Nessa will be staying with us for a while. Please treat her well, understood?" Rhonda nodded, though her irritation was palpable. Bonnie consoled her, "She'll only be staying for a while, baby. She'll leave soon, okay?" Rhonda nodded and walked to her room, her expression a mix of emotions. She felt like she was losing her parents' attention, and Vanessa was the culprit. Later on everyone went to their beds. Rhonda shared with Vanessa. She hated her. She felt like strangle her in her sleep. Meanwhile, she was having a vivid dream. She was hiking with her parents, struggling to climb a mountain. Her knees bled as she begged her parents not to leave her. But they disappeared before her eyes, leaving her alone and scared. Rhonda's eyes narrowed as she gazed at Vanessa's sleeping form. She couldn't believe her parents had brought this...this...girl into their home. Vanessa was a constant reminder that her parents' attention was divided, that she was no longer the center of their universe. Rhonda's resentment simmered as she thought about how her parents had always praised Vanessa's kindness and beauty. She felt like she lived in Vanessa's shadow, always compared to the perfect, sweet Vanessa. With a scowl, Rhonda crept closer to Vanessa's bed, her heart racing with malice. She whispered, "You think you're so special, don't you? But you're not. You're just a pathetic little girl who can't even remember her parents." Rhonda's hand twitched, tempted to shake Vanessa awake, to make her feel the pain and fear that Rhonda felt. But she restrained herself, knowing her parents would never approve. Instead, she turned to leave, but not before spitting on Vanessa's bed, a small, cruel act that made her feel momentarily satisfied. As she walked away, Rhonda thought, "You'll never be part of this family. You'll never be loved like I am." In themaster bedroom, David was taken aback by Bonnie's suggestion to send Vanessa to an orphanage. "We can't keep her here; she's too young to experience this trauma. She'll always ask about her parents, and I'm not ready to be a mother to a toddler again." David thought for a moment before responding, "We can call her nanny, Lisa, to come stay with her." But Bonnie was adamant, her voice rising. "Do you think Lisa can answer her questions every day? Let's send her to an orphanage far away, and book her counseling sessions to help her heal." David saw the logic in Bonnie's plan, as he too struggled with explaining things to Vanessa. He knew Bonnie's patience was wearing thin, and he didn't want to push her further. "Let's sleep on it. Tomorrow, I'll take Vanessa to the cemetery to say goodbye to her parents." Chapter 8: True bad dream Vanessa woke up feeling groggy and weak, her eyes swollen and red. She had lost weight and looked frail, like a 5-year-old girl. She walked downstairs, calling out in a weak voice, "Mommy, I'm awake." David, in the kitchen, approached her with a glass of water. His eyes, once warm and caring, now seemed distant and calculating. He approached Vanessa with a forced smile, his voice laced with a hint of nervousness. "Nessa, you're awake. How was your sleep?" As he handed her a glass of water, his hands trembled slightly, betraying his anxiety. He glanced at Bonnie who was in the couch busy staring on her phone but stealing glances from him, seeking reassurance, but her expression remained stoic. David's mind raced with the weight of his secrets. He had promised Bonnie they would send Vanessa away, but the little girl's fragile state tugged at his conscience. He felt trapped between his loyalty to Bonnie and his growing unease with their plan. Vanessa's eyes widened. "Uncle, why are you here? Where's my mommy and daddy?" As Vanessa asked about her parents, David's eyes darted away, avoiding her gaze. He mumbled a vague response, his voice cracking with guilt David hesitated. "Nessa, listen. aunt Naomi will bathe you, and I'll take you to see your parents, okay?" Vanessa's face lit up with happiness. "Okay, uncle. I'll go ask aunt Naomi to bathe me." Meanwhile, Bonnie searched for the poorest orphanages far from the city, eager to send Vanessa away. At Anderson Logistics, employees worried about the company's future under David's leadership. Shareholders considered withdrawing their investments, doubting David's capabilities. Later, as they prepared to leave, David's tension was palpable. He checked his watch repeatedly, his eyes scanning the room as if searching for an escape. His smile, once genuine, now seemed like a thin veil hiding his true emotions. Bonnie went to do her business in the bathroom and came back to see a little happy princess. Vanessa descended the stairs, wearing a beautiful princess dress, her hair tied in a ponytail. Her eyes sparkled with happiness as she approached David, Bonnie, and Rhonda at the breakfast table. "Uncle, I promise to be good." Bonnie's eyes narrowed as she gazed at Vanessa, her voice dripping with disdain. "You're still here? I thought David would have taken you away by now." Vanessa's eyes widened, sensing Bonnie's hostility. "Auntie, I thought I was going to see my parents?" Bonnie's smile twisted into a snarl. "Your parents are gone, Vanessa. And soon, you'll be gone too." David intervened, his voice weak. "Bonnie, please—" But Bonnie cut him off, her words venomous. "No, David. She needs to understand. She's not part of this family. She's just a burden." Vanessa's face crumpled, tears welling up. Bonnie's words pierced her like a knife. David pulled pulled her hand to the table, he had prepared a cereal breakfast for her. He noticed her sadness and filled her bowl with food. Vanessa ate obediently and quietly. "Let's go, Nessa. I don't want us to be held up by traffic." As David led Vanessa away, Bonnie's parting shot echoed in the hallway. "Don't come back, Vanessa. You're not welcome here." She was confused why she was being kicked out of her parent's house. In the city, Advocate Lisa McCarthy reviewed papers, responsible for managing Natasha's savings for Vanessa. The agreement stated that Vanessa would receive the funds on her 18th birthday, ensuring her financial security. She is a seasoned advocate with a passion for family law. She was hired by Natasha Anderson, Vanessa's mother, to manage her daughter's inheritance. Lisa is a no-nonsense, sharp-witted individual with a strong sense of justice. Chapter 9: Back to reality Vanessa clutched her tiger doll as David led her out of the house, leaving Rhonda's tantrum behind. Rhonda's tears turned to venom as she spat, "I hate her, Mom! I wish she was dead like her stupid parents!" Bonnie's calm response masked her own malice. "Don't worry, sweetheart. She'll be gone soon, living with other orphans far away." Rhonda's face lit up with a cruel smile. "Mom, all my friends drive fancy cars, wear designer clothes, and go to clubs. When will I have those things?" Bonnie's promise was laced with manipulation. "Your father's CEO position will provide all that and more. We'll find elite schools abroad, and you'll be a leader among your peers." Rhonda's excitement was palpable as she hugged Bonnie, envisioning herself as a revered head girl. In the cemetery, David brought Vanessa to her parents' graves. "Nessa, your mom and dad are angels in heaven, watching over you." Vanessa's eyes welled up with tears. "No, uncle...please don't say that. I want my mommy and daddy back. I miss them so much." David's voice cracked as he knelt beside her. "Baby girl, your parents died in a car accident. Their bodies are buried here, but their spirits live on as your guardian angels." Vanessa's face contorted in anguish. "But why did they leave me, uncle? I don't want angels, I want my mommy and daddy. Who will read me bedtime stories, sing me lullabies, and hold me when I'm scared?" She sobbed uncontrollably, her small body shaking with grief. "I miss them so much, uncle. It hurts so much without them. I want to go with them, I don't want to stay here without my mommy and daddy." David's tears flowed as he hugged his trembling niece. "Oh, Nessa, I'm so sorry. I wish I could bring them back for you. But they'll always be with you in spirit, watching over you and guiding you." Chapter 10: Bad move David's phone rang, breaking the silence. His assistant's voice was urgent. "Good morning, Mr. Smith. The shareholders and stakeholders are demanding to see you. Please come to the office immediately." David's nerves fluttered, but he responded calmly. "I'm on my way. Give me an hour." He hung up and looked at Vanessa, her eyes still swollen from crying. He patted her back and lifted her into the car. "Hey, kiddo, let's get some breakfast. My treat." A quick stop at a burger restaurant lifted her spirits slightly. Vanessa ate her burger and ice cream in silence, her eyes fixed on David. As they arrived home, Bonnie's irritation was palpable. "You're back. Leave Vanessa to me. Remember, you're a CEO now, and the company needs you." David brushed Vanessa's hair, asking her to rest in her room. "Nessa, uncle needs to attend to something urgent at work. I'll be back later. Be good, okay?" Bonnie's smile hid her true intentions. "As CEO, you should control the finances too. Transfer at least 5 million to cover our new wardrobe. We need to show off our wealth. And don't forget to fire that useless lawyer, Lisa McCarthy. She's just a waste of resources." David agreed, handing over his card and rushing out to the company, unaware of Bonnie's sinister plans. Meanwhile, Vanessa lay in bed, her heart heavy with grief. She missed her parents terribly and felt lost without them. She clutched her tiger doll tightly, wishing she could turn back time. As she drifted off to sleep, she was haunted by nightmares of her parents' accident. She woke up with a start, tears streaming down her face. Bonnie entered the room, a fake smile plastered on her face. "Hey, sweetie, how are you feeling?" Vanessa looked away, her voice barely above a whisper. "I miss my mommy and daddy." Bonnie's expression turned cold. "You need to forget about them, Vanessa. They're gone, and we're your family now. But don't get too comfortable, because you won't be staying here much longer." Vanessa's eyes widened in fear. "What do you mean?" Bonnie sneered. "You're going to a special boarding school, far away from here. You'll make new friends and forget all about your parents." Vanessa's voice trembled. "But I don't want to go! I want to stay with Uncle David!" Bonnie's laughter was cruel. "Uncle David has more important things to worry about than you. He's a CEO now, and he doesn't have time for a pesky little girl like you." Vanessa's tears flowed freely as Bonnie's words cut deep. She felt unwanted and unloved, and her heart ached for her parents more than ever. Chapter 11: Eye for an eye Bonnie summoned Naomi, their helper, with an arrogant tone. "Give that brat 2 or 3 sleeping pills again." Naomi nodded and disappeared. In her room, Vanessa sobbed while flipping through her parents' photo album. Rhonda entered with a mocking smile. "Shame, the poor mouse misses her mouse parents. They're dead and won't wake up. You're an orphan, and your parents are ghosts in hell." Vanessa wiped her tears and shot back, "They're my guardian angels, not ghosts!" Rhonda sneered at Vanessa, her eyes gleaming with malice. "You're just a pathetic little orphan, Vanessa. No one wants you. My mom's just tolerating you until we can get rid of you for good." Vanessa's tears flowed freely as Rhonda's words cut deep. Rhonda's smile grew wider as she taunted Vanessa further. "You're so weak, just like your parents. They died, and no one cared. You'll be next." Naomi's arrival interrupted Rhonda's cruelty, but not before Rhonda whispered, "You're going to regret ever crossing me, Vanessa. I'll make sure you suffer." As Naomi tended to Vanessa's injured cheek, Rhonda's malevolent presence lingered, casting a dark shadow over the room. Later, while Bonnie and Rhonda shopped, Rhonda's manipulative nature shone through. She goaded her mother into buying the expensive Ferrari, fueling Bonnie's vanity and greed. Rhonda's influence seemed to grow, corrupting those around her, including her mother. Her evil intentions for Vanessa became more sinister, foreshadowing a darker fate for the young girl. I amplified Rhonda's character to be even more evil and manipulative, making her a more formidable foe for Vanessa. Let me know if this fits with your vision or if you'd like me to make any changes! Rhonda's hand cracked against Vanessa's face, leaving a pink swollen cheek. "Who asked you to answer? I hate you, Vanessa Anderson. I wish you were dead with your parents." Naomi found Vanessa crying on the floor and decided to bring an ice pack to soothe her cheek. "God and your parents are watching over you, okay?" Vanessa nodded, tears streaming down her face, as Naomi hugged her. Meanwhile, Bonnie and Rhonda went on a shopping spree, buying everything they wanted, regardless of the price. David had already stolen 5 million from the Anderson account. At the car dealership, Bonnie's eyes landed on a sleek, dark red Ferrari sport car, costing 2.1 million. She couldn't resist spoiling herself. In the boardroom, David presented his plans to the shareholders, but faced opposition and threats to withdraw investments. He suggested a vote, knowing he had bribed some shareholders and possessed Julian Anderson's proxy. David won the vote, becoming the CEO.