Jordan’s POV “Boss, the road is clearing up.” Jerome said. I didn’t take my eyes off the retreating back of the woman I believed I had met weeks ago. Could it really be her? “Drive.” I replied Jerome curtly. If indeed she was the one, then I’d find her later. Right now, I had bigger problems to deal with, starting with Fiona and those damn papers. If only I could get my memories back, everything will probably be easier for me, but now my brain is in total shambles from one revelation to another. In no time, we arrived at my mansion, and I got inside. All I needed now was a good rest. “Hey baby, I’ve been waiting for you.” Fiona announced as she walked up to me and threw her hands around my shoulders. This is the same woman who had stolen from me before and after my accident, the same woman who cheated on me countless times with different men and the same woman who joined my mum in kicking the woman who bears my child out of my house. If not that I hate the assault of women, she sh
Third Person’s POV Fiona had stood still for a while watching Jordan leave the house, giving her his final warnings. She wasn’t terrified nor scared of him, but she was mad, mad at the fact that he was beginning to see her for who she truly was and that she didn’t have the upper hand anymore. “Ma’am, should we throw the fruit juice as well?” A maid walked up to her and asked, taking her away from her thoughts. She stared at the maid with creased brows and clenched fists. “Are you stupid?” Fiona asked furiously. “No ma’am. I’m sorry. I just thought Master didn’t like the food, so maybe we could preserve the juice.” The maid bowed her head in fear and fidgeted with her fingers while the other servants watched the scene closely from hidden parts of the house like they always do. “You know what, since you care so much about the juice, then here, you can have it.” Fiona said as she picked up the glass jar of orange juice and poured it slowly on the maid’s head to her toes.
Jess’s POV “Hold up, Ella?” Fiona asked. “This might just be the funniest day of my life. Aren’t you supposed to be in jail? What are you doing here? Worst of all, you played dress up. Awwn that’s beautiful.” Fiona smirked. I studied her for a while. She hadn’t changed so much since the last time I had a glimpse of her. She was still as ugly as fuck. One thing was for sure; today, she’ll leave this place embarrassed. “If you want something from Glossy Pearls, then I suggest you get back in line and wait like the others.” I said. “Oh, now I see. You insolent fools decide to let a random, poor and malnourished person get into Glossy Pearls over what, huh? Did she offer cheap sex? Because that’s all she’s definitely good at.” Fiona continued yelling at the guards even though I was right there. She ignored my presence, almost as if she didn’t recognize me. “I demand to see your boss. If not, I’ll call my husband right now and he’ll…..” “He’ll what?” I stopped her from fin
Jordan’s POV I had left the house early that morning, more angry than ever. My entire night had been filled with one discovery after another and the sight of Fiona’s face made things even worse. Jerome and I waited for John and Rob on the rooftop of a classic hotel. It had been only 10 minutes since we got there, but my anxiety was getting the better of me. John deserved an apology from me and that I will offer once I saw him. “Boss, they are here.” Jerome’s voice cut deep through my thoughts. I turned my attention to the private door that led to where we were and there they stood. “Bro!” Rob yelled as he walked up to me and John followed behind. John had on a black suit, black shades and some brown pair of shoes, just like he always did when he worked for me. His dark color shone brighter, and he looked happier with his present life. “Hi Rob.” I said as I embraced my friend. “Hi John, I’m glad you could make it.” I said, stretching my hand forward for a handshake, b
Jordan’s POV It was past noon, and we were waiting for the results of Ella’s whereabouts. The tracker Mr Jones glanced up from his laptop. He gave me a reassuring smile and continued his work, but a smile wasn’t what I needed. I needed answers. “Boss, do you really believe ma’am Fiona will sign those documents and leave the house today?” Jerome asked. At first I would have condoned Fiona’s attitude and disrespect, but not this time. “If she doesn’t leave on her own, then I’ll make her leave forcefully.” “Mr Denver, I’ve found it!” the tech guy yelled. “Unfortunately, it’s in London.” “London?” I exclaimed “Yes Sir.” He nodded. “That can’t be right. Ella had a pending case. If she’s in London, does that mean someone dismissed the charges?” Jerome asked as he pinched his creased brows. “Probably because there was no substantial evidence against her. I guess she decided to leave the country to stay away from me.” I said through clenched teeth. “No Jordan, to stay away
Third Person’s POV Fiona had driven off for a while before pulling her car over to make a call. She pulled out her phone with one hand while clenching her fist with the other. She put the phone on loud speaker as the person she was calling answered. “Yes Fiona, have you shopped to your satisfaction?” It was Jake. “Ella is back Jake, that bitch is back and she’s rich suddenly. She fucking owns Glossy Pearls.” Fiona yelled. “You’re kidding, right?” Jake chuckled. “Do I sound like I’m in the mood to play around? You guys are never serious.” She spat. “Calm down Fiona, you’ve just been yelling the entire day. Give it a break. Why don’t you come to my place, and we’ll talk about what’s bothering you. Okay?” Jake said. “It turns out I’m an unlucky female. All the men in my life are dickheads. You know what, I’ll go blow off some steam first. See you later.” She brought the phone closer to her mouth and yelled. “Fiona, I…” Jake tried to say, but she ended the call immediately
Third Person’s POVFiona had one of the worst days of her life. She’s to be divorced, meets her arch-enemy, and now is being threatened by a man she thought would do her bidding for as long as he lived.She had driven to her brother’s place, and the entire time, she couldn’t help but scream at the top of her voice. “If fucking Daniel thinks he can threaten me, then he’s lost his mind. With the brothers I have, he’ll disappear faster than he cums.”Once parked in front of Jake’s condo, she got out, making her way towards the door as her heels clicked against the pavement.“About time. Jake, the witch is here, and she looks like an overly ripe tomato,” Jim chuckled as he set his eyes on Fiona, who had made her way in already.“I honestly don’t have time for your jokes today, Jim. There’s a lot we have to deal with, and now!” she said as she threw herself on a sofa in the living room.Jim chuckled. “We?”Fiona raised a brow and shot him a dangerous glance. “Yes, we.”“Hold up, I thought
Ella’s Pov The music was so loud it was almost deafening. The club filled with people we had never seen in our lives, yet everyone danced like they had known each other for the longest time. I swayed my hips all over the place as we danced, laughed and enjoyed ourselves, besides we owed this enjoyment to our bodies for working so hard in order to get here. “Ella, did you notice the guy in a black suit staring at you? He’s been looking at you ever since we got here,” I listened to Maya scream over the loud music as we danced. “It’s one of the many guys who couldn’t keep their eyes off from us since we got here,” I replied and we burst out into laughter. It was true. We looked so sexy tonight. Our effort tonight made the fun even better. “Mind joining me for a drink?” I discerned a deep baritone voice turning around to see the most beautiful creature I had seen. He looked like a model straight from a magazine cover. OMG!!! I couldn’t help but scream in my head. I can’t jus
Third Person’s POVFiona had one of the worst days of her life. She’s to be divorced, meets her arch-enemy, and now is being threatened by a man she thought would do her bidding for as long as he lived.She had driven to her brother’s place, and the entire time, she couldn’t help but scream at the top of her voice. “If fucking Daniel thinks he can threaten me, then he’s lost his mind. With the brothers I have, he’ll disappear faster than he cums.”Once parked in front of Jake’s condo, she got out, making her way towards the door as her heels clicked against the pavement.“About time. Jake, the witch is here, and she looks like an overly ripe tomato,” Jim chuckled as he set his eyes on Fiona, who had made her way in already.“I honestly don’t have time for your jokes today, Jim. There’s a lot we have to deal with, and now!” she said as she threw herself on a sofa in the living room.Jim chuckled. “We?”Fiona raised a brow and shot him a dangerous glance. “Yes, we.”“Hold up, I thought
Third Person’s POV Fiona had driven off for a while before pulling her car over to make a call. She pulled out her phone with one hand while clenching her fist with the other. She put the phone on loud speaker as the person she was calling answered. “Yes Fiona, have you shopped to your satisfaction?” It was Jake. “Ella is back Jake, that bitch is back and she’s rich suddenly. She fucking owns Glossy Pearls.” Fiona yelled. “You’re kidding, right?” Jake chuckled. “Do I sound like I’m in the mood to play around? You guys are never serious.” She spat. “Calm down Fiona, you’ve just been yelling the entire day. Give it a break. Why don’t you come to my place, and we’ll talk about what’s bothering you. Okay?” Jake said. “It turns out I’m an unlucky female. All the men in my life are dickheads. You know what, I’ll go blow off some steam first. See you later.” She brought the phone closer to her mouth and yelled. “Fiona, I…” Jake tried to say, but she ended the call immediately
Jordan’s POV It was past noon, and we were waiting for the results of Ella’s whereabouts. The tracker Mr Jones glanced up from his laptop. He gave me a reassuring smile and continued his work, but a smile wasn’t what I needed. I needed answers. “Boss, do you really believe ma’am Fiona will sign those documents and leave the house today?” Jerome asked. At first I would have condoned Fiona’s attitude and disrespect, but not this time. “If she doesn’t leave on her own, then I’ll make her leave forcefully.” “Mr Denver, I’ve found it!” the tech guy yelled. “Unfortunately, it’s in London.” “London?” I exclaimed “Yes Sir.” He nodded. “That can’t be right. Ella had a pending case. If she’s in London, does that mean someone dismissed the charges?” Jerome asked as he pinched his creased brows. “Probably because there was no substantial evidence against her. I guess she decided to leave the country to stay away from me.” I said through clenched teeth. “No Jordan, to stay away
Jordan’s POV I had left the house early that morning, more angry than ever. My entire night had been filled with one discovery after another and the sight of Fiona’s face made things even worse. Jerome and I waited for John and Rob on the rooftop of a classic hotel. It had been only 10 minutes since we got there, but my anxiety was getting the better of me. John deserved an apology from me and that I will offer once I saw him. “Boss, they are here.” Jerome’s voice cut deep through my thoughts. I turned my attention to the private door that led to where we were and there they stood. “Bro!” Rob yelled as he walked up to me and John followed behind. John had on a black suit, black shades and some brown pair of shoes, just like he always did when he worked for me. His dark color shone brighter, and he looked happier with his present life. “Hi Rob.” I said as I embraced my friend. “Hi John, I’m glad you could make it.” I said, stretching my hand forward for a handshake, b
Jess’s POV “Hold up, Ella?” Fiona asked. “This might just be the funniest day of my life. Aren’t you supposed to be in jail? What are you doing here? Worst of all, you played dress up. Awwn that’s beautiful.” Fiona smirked. I studied her for a while. She hadn’t changed so much since the last time I had a glimpse of her. She was still as ugly as fuck. One thing was for sure; today, she’ll leave this place embarrassed. “If you want something from Glossy Pearls, then I suggest you get back in line and wait like the others.” I said. “Oh, now I see. You insolent fools decide to let a random, poor and malnourished person get into Glossy Pearls over what, huh? Did she offer cheap sex? Because that’s all she’s definitely good at.” Fiona continued yelling at the guards even though I was right there. She ignored my presence, almost as if she didn’t recognize me. “I demand to see your boss. If not, I’ll call my husband right now and he’ll…..” “He’ll what?” I stopped her from fin
Third Person’s POV Fiona had stood still for a while watching Jordan leave the house, giving her his final warnings. She wasn’t terrified nor scared of him, but she was mad, mad at the fact that he was beginning to see her for who she truly was and that she didn’t have the upper hand anymore. “Ma’am, should we throw the fruit juice as well?” A maid walked up to her and asked, taking her away from her thoughts. She stared at the maid with creased brows and clenched fists. “Are you stupid?” Fiona asked furiously. “No ma’am. I’m sorry. I just thought Master didn’t like the food, so maybe we could preserve the juice.” The maid bowed her head in fear and fidgeted with her fingers while the other servants watched the scene closely from hidden parts of the house like they always do. “You know what, since you care so much about the juice, then here, you can have it.” Fiona said as she picked up the glass jar of orange juice and poured it slowly on the maid’s head to her toes.
Jordan’s POV “Boss, the road is clearing up.” Jerome said. I didn’t take my eyes off the retreating back of the woman I believed I had met weeks ago. Could it really be her? “Drive.” I replied Jerome curtly. If indeed she was the one, then I’d find her later. Right now, I had bigger problems to deal with, starting with Fiona and those damn papers. If only I could get my memories back, everything will probably be easier for me, but now my brain is in total shambles from one revelation to another. In no time, we arrived at my mansion, and I got inside. All I needed now was a good rest. “Hey baby, I’ve been waiting for you.” Fiona announced as she walked up to me and threw her hands around my shoulders. This is the same woman who had stolen from me before and after my accident, the same woman who cheated on me countless times with different men and the same woman who joined my mum in kicking the woman who bears my child out of my house. If not that I hate the assault of women, she sh
Jess’s POV Ever since the night of my birthday party, I had made it a priority to try dating someone new. At first I thought it would be a good thing for Andrea to have a dad who actually remembers her, and will take care of her, but that wasn’t the case. Every date I had gone on for the past three weeks, always ended up with me leaving and never wanting to call or get a call from them again. One thing was certain, I wasn’t the problem. They were. At least that’s what I thought. “Girl, Jess…” Maya snapped her fingers in my face. “My goodness, looks like I’ve been talking to myself for minutes now.” She creased her brows and folded her arms on her chest. I let out a laugh because her petty act was so cute. Even though I hadn’t been listening to her, I know she must have been talking about a new guy she found online and she wants me to try him. “Maya, can we give it a break? We can resume man hunting after the launch tomorrow, please.” I pouted my lip and batted my lashes at her.
Jordan’s POV“Boss, I wanted to tell you this the moment you regained consciousness, but I could see how your mum and Fiona turned everything around and made Ella the villain. I didn’t have a say, and I am just a guard.” Jerome continued, as he bowed his head to avoid my gaze.So I really did have sex with Ella? My dreams weren’t just fantasies, they were memories? My imaginations of her were valid. And now I have a child? The very child I had insulted when she came to see me. I called my flesh and blood a bastard. It all makes sense now. Ella had told me the baby’s dad died in a shootout. I should have known it was me she was talking about. What the hell have I done?“Jerome, do you know where she is presently?” I asked in a stern tone, not caring about the part where he said he had seen John. If he did see John, then it’s a good thing. At least I have two trustworthy people who care for me.“Last I heard, boss, someone locked her up for murdering one of the Baxters, but I’m certain