Elise's POV. I called Damien multiple times yesterday but he didn't answer any of my calls. I thought today would be different but as I tried calling him again, there was still no response. I became worried about him. It was quite unusual for him to avoid my calls when he had been coming after me for such a long time. "I'm worried about my daughter, I don't want to worry about you as well…why aren't you picking up my calls?" I asked, weakly. "Has something bad happened to you? But if it did then it would be all over the news," Fear seized my heart and I checked the internet for some news about him. I checked his Instagram profile and I saw his post which was three days ago. There was also nothing on his status or the internet that could prove that he was hurt or sick. "If you are alright then why aren't you answering my calls?" I asked and tears brimmed in my eyes. I stared down at my phone and called him again. The call abruptly ended but I didn't want to believe that he was
Elise's POV. No one was going to come to my aid, especially not Damien. He hadn't answered any of my calls in days and it seemed like he had completely forsaken me.It was time for me to rise again like I was once I did. I went from rags to riches but now, I am going to survive.I gathered all the strength I could and stood to my feet. I resumed running and I got further away from the reporters.I finally reached my gate and I stormed into it. I locked the gate and had my guards looking at me like I had gone crazy."Miss Annabel, are you okay?" one of them asked.I sort of regretted going out without them but I simply wanted some time alone without anyone disturbing my peace or coercing me to do one lively activity or the other."I'm not okay," I responded, panting. "I want you to keep an eye on this gate. Don't let any of those insane reporters into my house. And if they try to do anything unreasonable, I want you to deal with them accordingly," I instructed and received nods from t
Elise's POV.I gently scooped my daughter into my arms and stood up from the floor. I turned and looked at my bodyguards who were standing behind me.They had smiles on their faces as they saw her."Should I help you, ma'am?" one of them asked.I shook my head and smiled at him. "No, thank you. I just want to be close to her,"He nodded and went to open the door to me. I showed gratitude for his gesture and walked into the compound."Baby, you are back home," I muttered and she raised her head from my breasts.She looked around her and looked up at me with a weak smile on her lips. I missed that smile so much, it meant a lot to me.Tears of happiness slipped down my cheeks as I walked towards the mansion. I finally got to the door and struggled a little to open it.As I walked in, I saw Adaline in the sitting room. It seemed like she was going somewhere but when she saw me with my daughter, she stopped in her tracks."Is that Natalie?" Adaline asked, probably shocked and overwhelmed.
Elise's POV. "My parents?" I gasped in shock.I haven't seen my so-called parents since the day they threw me out of the house without thinking twice. Why would they suddenly appear out of nowhere? Were they here to ask for my forgiveness?"Ma'am, should I tell them to leave?" Adaline asked.I should have said yes because they had disowned me so heartlessly and didn't deserve to see me, but on second thought I wanted to see them as well."You can let them in, just tell them to wait in the sitting room. I will be down in a few minutes," I instructed and received a nod from her."Mommy," Natalie sniffed."Yes baby," I answered and looked down at her."Are my grandparents here?" Natalie asked, clearing her throat a little."Yes, they are here but they are not on good terms with me. I also don't want them to know about you, just stay here while I see them," I said and kissed her forehead."I love you," I whispered and laid her gently on the bed."I love you too, Mommy," Natalie muttered.
Elise's POV."What's wrong with her?" Damien asked but I ignored him. I rushed to the bed and held my daughter in my arms. "Natalie, what is it?" I asked with tears stinging my eyes. My heart was pounding terribly in my chest, just from seeing the amount of blood that she had spat. "Mommy…" Natalie cried and coughed another handful of blood. I just left her for a few minutes, what must have occurred? Why was this happening to my daughter? "Damien, help me, find my car keys," I pleaded and carried her out of bed. "Check the drawer," I didn't wait for him to find the keys, I left my room and rushed downstairs. I almost slipped on the stairs but managed to steady myself. I heard Damien's footsteps behind me and turned to him. "Did you find it?" I asked with a shaky and frightened voice. "No, let's put her in my car and drive her to the hospital," Damien replied, clambering down the stairs. I went down the stairs as well and was about to reach the door when Natalie's body went l
Damien's POV. "Natalie can't be dead," the woman cried after I told her everything that transpired."She was like a daughter to me, oh that poor child," She cried harder, taking her hand to her chest and slowly slumping to the floor.Although I never had the chance to know my daughter well, I was still hurt by her death. I never got a chance to talk to her, know her favorite color, or even celebrate a single birthday with her.My heart shattered all over again when I recalled how she lay lifelessly in the arms of her mother and the most heart-wrenching part of the situation was the fact that I couldn't do anything to save her.I came too late. I should have blackmailed my father sooner, he might have left me alone and I might have had a chance to rescue her and Elise from pain.As these thoughts ran through my mind, tears stung my eyes. I quickly blinked away my tears and darted my eyes to the doorway where Elise entered."She said she wanted to drink water, why was she spending so m
Damien's POV. "That's enough!" one of the cops said, pulling her away from me.She was completely dragged out of the mansion and I stood there, frozen. I couldn't help but think deeply about her words.What monster was she talking about? Was she trying to tell me that someone else was behind my daughter's death?Who could it be?"Sir, are you coming?" I heard the voice of one of the cops."Yes," I snapped out of my thoughts and walked out of the mansion.___It was shocking that despite everything the evidence submitted to the cops, they couldn't find anything against Nicola.They were unable to trace the numbers that called Elise. They were also unable to find any link between her and my daughter's death.I was so furious and insisted that they investigate further, but they declined my request and released Nicola from their custody.Anger. Disdain. Pain. I felt each one of those emotions at once and I wasn't willing to allow my daughter's murder to roam free. I had to take matters i
Damien's POV. I knew my competition was back and he sounded more confident than before, however, his sudden change of demeanor couldn't intimidate me. I, Damien Sinclair, wasn't someone to be easily daunted."I'd like to see you try but you will end up six feet under the ground," I whispered and curled my lips into a smirk.I could feel his tension, but his next words revealed a significant change in Roman."You stole my lines, Damien." Roman let out a chuckle and stepped away from me.He gave my hand a strong squeeze that was almost bone-crushing. The pain was sudden and sharp, but I remained composed.He released my hand and faced Elise with a smile on his lips. "I want to give my condolences for what happened to your beautiful child. I was so busy months ago that I never had any time for social media. I'm sorry for not being here for you," "You weren't needed," I interjected, wearing a smirk on my lips. "I was there for her, throughout the times that she needed me. We were great