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Cinderella and the Three Knights

Adele Maxwell was an organized woman and things always seemed to go, just the way she wanted it to. Taking care of herself and her mother after a horrible childhood had spurred her into becoming a woman of purpose and she had great dreams to achieve. When she gets an offer to work for one of the richest men in the city, she had no idea of what was in stock for her until she found herself living in the same neighborhood with the billionaire and his three interesting sons. Richard Greg was a lady-magnet who refused to accept that any woman, could possibly refuse him until he meets Adele and makes her, a new target. Eddy Greg had never been one with words and barely knew how to express himself until Adele happened upon he and his family. Now, he can't let go of the only woman that understands him. Elliott Greg is the only one, unaffected by the new girl's charms and he had his own darker problems to deal with. Except, Adele hates being ignored and the more she intruded, the more he found himself growing a soft spot for her. All three cousins want Adele for themselves, leaving her in the middle of a triangle that seems difficult to escape and all of this, fall into the plot of the one man who sees her as the missing piece of his family puzzle - Wilson Greg. She is left with the decision to pick the 'right' Greg for her while sorting out her own family problems with the man that caused her so much pain and hurt in the past.

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Chapter Three

It had been three weeks since she accepted Mr. Greg's job proposal and she was getting ready for her send-off party which Celine had insisted on hosting. She had never been the party type, it was always easier and much comfortable to slink into a lonely corner to draw, paint or even dabble in poetry. The noisy atmosphere of a party was a very unsuitable place for her creative mind but it meant so much to Celine, that she would be present so she went along with it.

"Which one matches my dress? The round or the dangling ones?" She asked holding up to different ear rings against her black straight-cut gown while she spoke to her mother on the screen of her laptop.

"They both look beautiful, baby girl but this is a party, why not try something more free? Isn't that what you preach as an artist?"

"Mum, I haven't been an artist for six years now and I would very much like to stick to my new role as long as I sleep comfortably at night."