Chapter 138 Author’s POV. Ryan and May stood on the boat, their bodies swaying gently with the motion of the water. The rhythmic sound of the waves crashing against the boat created a gentle hymn that echoed loudly in their ears. May's lips were tightly pressed together, her teeth biting down painfully. She couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that washed over her whenever the thought of MayHill crossed her mind. The mere possibility of encountering Chloe in that place sent shivers down her spine. Though uncertain if Chloe would even be present in MayHill, the hurt and resentment between them still lingered in her heart and she wasn't ready to face Chloe, to confront the situation that had been left unresolved. Ryan, on the other hand, had a blank expression on his face, his eyes filled with a mixture of confusion and pain. The memories of his past eluded him, slipping through his fingers like sand. No matter how hard he tried to grasp onto them, they remained just out of re
Chapter 139Chloe’s POV "Please, ma'am, I promise to work hard. Please consider employing me," my voice echoed through the building, drawing the attention of all the customers in the shop.I swallowed the emptiness down my throat, wondering if the woman would show some understanding and give me a chance."Did you have to shout like that?" the woman muttered in a low, husky voice, walking closer to me."Please don't shout like that again. You might scare the customers away," she said, glancing around to see if anyone was watching us."I'm sorry, ma'am," I apologize, taking a deep breath."Follow me," she instructed, and I obediently followed behind.I didn't know where she was taking me, but I held onto the hope that she would give me the opportunity I desperately needed.She led me to a room with a beautifully designed door, which she opened before stepping inside. I released a breath of anticipation before following her and closing the door behind me.I watched as she took a seat at
Chapter 140 Chloe’s pov. The door suddenly swung open, and to my surprise, Lucy walked in. I wasn't expecting her to be here, and her presence caught me off guard. "Lucy!" I called out happily, and her gaze shifted to my side, almost dropping the tray she was holding. "Chloe!" she exclaimed, placing the tray on the table and coming towards me. "Chloe," she called again, pulling me into a tight hug. I could feel her tears on my back, and I instantly knew she was crying. We held each other in a warm embrace for a few minutes until Miss Ross's voice interrupted us. "Is that not enough?" she asked, and we reluctantly let go of each other, though our hands remained intertwined. "Did you guys know each other?" Miss Ross inquired, and we both nodded simultaneously. "Yes, Chloe is my best friend from childhood," Lucy explained, and Miss Ross nodded in understanding. I can't explain the happiness I felt in that moment. Knowing that I have someone I can consider a true friend here m
Chloé’s POV. I feel a pang of headache immediately my eyes caught with the ceilings, my gaze dart around, the room quietly unfamiliar to me. I thought I had been kidnapped until my eyes landed on Lucy who was sitting beside me on the bed, worried across her face with her fingers inside her mouth biting it hurtfully. The image of the dead body I saw inside the black box flipped across my face and I quickly held my head “Chloe, are you awake?” I heard Lucy's voice and I could feel the gaps in my body. “Yeah I'm good,” I said slowly putting down my hands my eyes matching Lucy’s eyeballs. “Lucky” my voice shakes as I pull her into a tight hug. “You got me scared for a second”’ she scolded her hands comfortably tapping my shoulder. We hug for like a minute before departing, the image of the dead body is still freaking the hell out of me, I don't Want to believe Lucy knew a dime about it. Lucy held my hands, his eyes scouring for mine “Are you okay now? Your shift is near” she a
CHAPTER 142 Chloe’s POV. “You look sloppy right now, would you like to take a quick shower before you go?” she uttered and my jaw dropped. I thought she wanted to tell me about the black Box but I was disappointed. “Even if I bathe, I don't have any clothes to wear” I replied disappointed across my face. “You can wear mine, if you go looking like this they will keep questioning you about what happened so take a quick shower before stepping outside,” She said and dragged me deeper inside the room. “Just forget about the black box and concentrate on your first day at work,” she said removing the cloth on my body one after the other. She was still the Lucy I knew, the caring one, the only person who would always confirm if I was okay or not, I want to believe her but my self-esteem couldn't help but doubt my trust in her. “Go now” she gestured to the bathroom and I nodded before walking to the bathroom. I walk under the shower and press the button letting the water do just
Author’s POV. Ryan and the other were seen pacing up and down at the hospital Lobby. They were all restless as they waited for the doctor to be done with the grandma. Ryan was still feeling a huge pain in his shoulder cause of the gunshot wound and he also swam down to save the grandma which made the wound fresh again. Ever since they got to the hospital, May has been trying to apologize To Ryan but he kept pushing her away saying he wasn’t interested in her apology. May bites her fingers Hurtfully regretting her action, if she had not told the grandma she was pregnant for Ryan everything would’ve not happened. Along with the people on the Boat, they all came to stay at the hospital waiting for the doctor to be done with The treatment. May gazed at Ryan and their eyeball met but Ryan only Rolled her eyes, feeling annoyed with May's behavior. May walked closer to him, even though she had pleaded more than three times she couldn’t help but try. “Ryan” she called trying to hold
Chapter 144Chloe’s POV. The darkness covered the sky like a blanket, a sigh of a late hour. Throughout my stay at the cafe, my mind kept flashing back to the Black Box. I'm only waiting patiently for my shift to get over, if not I would've run back to Lucy for more explanation, I just prayed she reveal it. I walked inside the cafe with a tray of food, I was to deliver food to someone who just arrived at the cafe but looking around, the man was nowhere to be found. “Maybe he had gone home” I murmured and turned back to return the food to the kitchen. When I got there, the preparation for going home was already going on, parking all the ingredients inside the cabinet, all gas had been turned off, and only some dirty plate was left inside the sink. “Why did you come back with the food” one of the cooks asked my eyes shifting back to the food. “Oh this, the man who ordered it has left” I explained placing the food on the table. “Are you sure?” The girl asked again walking to the
Chapter 145Chloe’s POV "No Miss Ross, you can't bury her without involving the police. It will only make things worse for you," I said, hoping to change her mind."No Chloe, I'm not calling the police," she declared, leaving me stunned. I exchanged a worried look with Lucy. "Lucy, we have to involve the police. If we don't, we might end up getting in trouble too," I snapped, holding Lucy's hands tightly."No Chloe, we can't tell the police. They might arrest Miss Ross," she cried, clearly scared. I understood her fear, but we couldn't keep this a secret. It was the right thing to do."Yes, they might arrest her if she's responsible. But if she's innocent, they'll let her go. We have to trust the justice system," I explained, tears welling up in my eyes."What about the cafe? What if they close it? Do we have anywhere else to go?" Lucy asked, her eyes searching the room anxiously. I looked around, feeling the weight of uncertainty.Truth to be told if they apprehend Miss Ross, Ther
Chloe’s POV The house was unusually quiet when Chloe returned. Normally, the laughter and chatter of her children greeted her at the door, but this time, only the faint rustle of maids working in the background broke the silence. She glanced at her phone as she stepped inside, hoping for a message from Liam, but her notifications were blank.Chloe inhaled deeply, forcing herself to relax. Liam will handle it, she reminded herself. He had promised to confront Mendy, and if there was one thing Liam excelled at, it was handling difficult situations. She pushed aside her worry and decided to make the most of the evening.“Mrs. Liam,” one of the maids greeted her with a polite smile, “would you like us to prepare anything for dinner?”Chloe shook her head, an idea forming in her mind. “No, I’ll take care of it tonight. I want to do something special.”The maid’s eyes widened slightly in surprise, but she didn’t protest. Chloe rarely took over in the kitchen, but tonight felt like the perf
Author’s POVMendy’s sharp eye was on Liam, his presence commanding attention. She felt the weight of her anger bubbling beneath her carefully composed exterior, but she masked it with a small smile. Her posture was relaxed, almost lazy, as if she had all the time in the world.Liam’s expression was the opposite—his jaw was clenched tight, and his fiery gaze was locked on her. Even without his Alpha aura pressing down on the room, his presence was intimidating enough. The principal, standing nearby, cleared his throat nervously.“Mr. Liam, perhaps we can—”“This doesn’t concern you,” Liam cut her off sharply, his tone cold but controlled. He turned his attention back to Mendy, his voice steady but laced with steel. “We need to talk. Alone.”The principal hesitated, but Mendy stepped forward, gesturing for him to leave. “It’s fine,” she said sweetly, her tone dripping with false politeness. “I can handle this. There’s no need to worry.” She added. The principal looked between them, he
Liam’s POV The house was eerily quiet when I stepped inside. Too quiet. I called out Chloe’s name, my voice echoing in the space. No answer. My eyes swept the living room, every corner tidy as usual, but something about the silence felt off. She hadn’t mentioned going anywhere.“Chloe?” I tried again, moving toward the kitchen. Nothing.My pulse quickened, an uneasy knot forming in my chest. I pulled out my phone and dialed her number for the third time, only to hear it ring faintly from somewhere upstairs. She wasn’t answering. I bolted up the stairs, following the sound to our bedroom, and found her phone on the nightstand, the screen lighting up with my name.“She left without it,” I muttered, running a hand through my hair.Panic began to creep in. Chloe wasn’t careless with her phone, and the thought of her being unreachable only amplified my worry. I sat on the edge of the bed, trying to think. She might have gone to her office. That seemed like the logical explanation.Without
Liam’s POV The meeting room was quiet, except for the sound of the projector humming as it displayed charts and statistics. My foreign clients sat stiffly across the table, their expressions grim. I could see the anger in their eyes, the way their eyes darted nervously. They were losing faith in me, and it was starting to show.“Your warehouses are no longer safe,” one of them said, breaking the silence. His voice was sharp, accusing. “It’s like someone knows every location. This isn’t just a coincidence, Mr. Liam. We’re being targeted.” He uttered with a greeted teeth. I leaned back in my chair, forcing a calm smile onto my face. “I understand your concerns,” I said evenly, though inside I was seething. “But I assure you, my team is handling the situation. We’ve reinforced security measures, and we’re monitoring all activities closely.” I tried to reassure them but their gaze was unyielding. “Are you sure that’s enough? This isn’t just bad luck,” one of them said, his voice cold.
Chloe’s POV The very next day, I found myself standing in front of the school, my kids clutching each of my hands. It was supposed to feel normal, dropping the kids off, and watching them run through the gates. But it didn’t. My chest tightened with each step closer to the entrance. Liam had reassured me endlessly last night, but no amount of comforting words could erase the lingering unease swirling in my mind.“Mommy, can we go now?” Aria tugged at my hand impatiently, breaking my train of thought.“Not yet, sweetheart,” I said, forcing a smile and crouching down to their level. “I need you both to promise me something. If anything feels wrong or someone says something that makes you uncomfortable, you tell your dad or come straight to me. Okay?”“Okay,” they chorused, although Asher gave me a skeptical look. He had her father’s no-nonsense expression, sharp for a six-year-old.I kissed their foreheads and sent them through the gates, my heart sinking further as they disappeared in
Chloe’s POV The first few days of Mendy’s presence at the school had been uneventful. It was almost as if she were trying to prove herself, and I couldn’t figure out why that bothered me so much. Whenever I went to drop the kids off, she would always smile to greet the kids, praising them for every little thing, acting like the perfect, doting teacher. But the way she looked at them, the way she got just a little too close, set my nerves on edge.It wasn’t even the way she treated them that bothered me. It was how my children were responding to her. Every day, it seemed, I’d hear them tell me how great Mendy was, how she helped them with this or that, how she made them feel so special. I tried to smile, to be supportive, but deep down, a jealousy I couldn’t control bubbled up inside me. I wanted them to see me that way. I wanted to be the one they ran to when they needed praise or affection.The worst part was how they’d grown so attached to her. They came home with stories about Men
Chloe’s POV The car engine hummed beneath me, but my thoughts were a constant, swirling storm. I couldn’t shake the image of Mendy’s face from my mind. Her too-sweet smile, her fake warmth toward my children—it was all wrong. Something about her felt off. I gripped the steering wheel harder, my fingers aching from the pressure. I needed to talk to Liam. I needed to hear his voice, to feel some semblance of calm, and also to inform him about Mendy. I pulled over to the side of the road, brought out my phone, and dialed his number.The phone rang twice before he picked up, his voice strained. “Chloe?”“Liam, I—” I stopped myself, trying to gather my thoughts. “I don’t know what to do. The principal introduced Mendy as the kids’ new teacher today. She’s been assigned to their class permanently. I can’t— I just can’t trust her with them.”I could hear Liam take a sharp breath on the other end of the line. He sounded tired and worn out, and I hated that. I hated that he had so much on
Chloe’s POV I couldn’t stop the guilt creeping up my spine as I marched into the principal’s office, demanding a transfer for Aria and Luis. The decision gnawed at me, a tiny voice whispering that I was letting my anger control me, but I shoved it aside. My children didn’t belong in a classroom with Mendy.“I understand your concerns, Mrs. Liam,” the principal said, her tone professional but edged with impatience. “However, I must remind you that we’re the top school in the city. Transferring them now would not only disrupt their education but limit their future opportunities.”I folded my arms, my frustration bubbling over. “And I understand that you think this is the best school, but you don’t understand the history I have with that woman. She’s not safe to be around my children.”The principal sighed, looking at me as if I were a stubborn child throwing a tantrum. “Mendy has done nothing to warrant such concerns. She’s been a model professional since she started here. I’ve reviewe
Chloe’s POV The moment the words left the principal’s mouth, I froze, every part of me stiffening like I’d been struck by lightning.“Yes,” she said, “She’ll be Aria and Luis’ teacher this year. We’re so lucky to have her, she’s been an absolute gem.”I blinked, sure I’d misheard. “I’m sorry,” I said slowly, my voice trembling with the effort to stay calm. “You’re saying Mendy is my children’s teacher? Or am I just mishearing?”“No you’re not mishearing,” the principal replied, beaming. “She graciously agreed to step in after the original teacher had an accident. We’re very fortunate to have someone so qualified and committed join us at such short notice.” She explained. I stared at her, my mind struggling to process the words. My heart began to race, panic rising in my chest. Mendy. Of all people. Why is this happening to me? “You’ve got to be joking,” I said, my voice sharper now.The principal frowned slightly, the warmth in her expression faltering. “I’m not joking, Mrs. Liam.