Chapter 162Chloe’s POV After knocking for what felt like an eternity, I told Lucy to let go, and she agreed, almost cursing whoever was inside the house. Lucy and I grabbed Grandma's hand, ready to leave, when the door suddenly swung open. We turned back, and I was surprised to see a familiar face. It was the man the old man I met a few days ago introduced as his son, Bryan his eyes lit up as he rushed forward, embracing the old woman tightly. "Mom!" Bryan exclaimed, his voice filled with emotion. "I was so worried about you!"Grandma's face softened, and she patted Bryan's back, tears welling up in her eyes. "I'm fine, son. I'm fine."Lucy and I exchanged a meaningful glance. Part of me wanted to smile, seeing the joyous reunion, but I didn't know why. I tried to maintain my composure, so I wouldn't look out of place. The scene before me was heartwarming, but I still felt like an outsider, unsure of what was going on or why this was all so important."You're choking me!" Grandma s
Chapter 163Chloe’s POVMy spoon slipped from my hand, clattering to the floor with a loud clang. I tried to nudge Lucy, but she was too absorbed in her meal to notice. Ryan's gaze shifted to me, and he looked just as startled as I felt. His expression turned stern,"What are you doing here?" he demanded, his tone harsh and accusatory. "Are you following me?" I felt my face grow hot, and I opened my mouth to respond, but I couldn't find my voice. Lucy finally raised her head, her eyes slowly leaving the plate in front of her. She looked up at Ryan, her gaze lingering for a moment before narrowing. She dropped her spoon, the sound echoing through the room, and turned her attention fully to Ryan.With a sassy tone "Ugh, Ryan, really?" she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "We'd rather chase after a ram than follow you around!" Ryan's face turned red with annoyance, and he snapped, "What's that supposed to mean?" Lucy just raised an eyebrow, her expression daring him to keep pus
Chapter 164Chloe’s POV After we finished eating, we all headed to the sitting room to watch a movie. But I was too restless to sit still, knowing we had to nail down a job as soon as possible. I tried to get Lucy's attention, pinching her arm to signal that we should get going, but she was too engrossed in the movie to even notice. She just swatted my hand away, like, "Not now, girl!"Just then, Bryan's phone rang, and everyone's eyes snapped to him. He answered, but his end of the conversation was completely silent. He just listened, his face getting more and more twisted by the second. When he finally hung up, he slammed the phone down on the table, his expression was like a hungry lion ready to devour its prey. "Hey, kiddo, what's going on?"Grandpa Terry questions noticing his stern look. "The new apprentice I hired is a total disaster, and I'm drowning in work! I can't do it alone!" he explained with a tailed of angered. "You know, Bryan, if you had settled down with a good
Chapter 165Chloe’s POV We were shown to different rooms, but the first one had really caught my eye was the first room!The maid gestured to show us more further room but I stop them. "I think I love the first room, The soft creamy white walls and dark wood floors are so warm and inviting. And the bed, oh the bed! It looks like a fluffy cloud just waiting for us to snuggle in." I exclaimed to the maid. "Me too! Let's stay there together! It feels like a little slice of heaven." Lucy nodded enthusiastically, her ponytail bobbing up and down. The maid smiled and led us back to the room, and as we entered, I collapsed onto the plush bed. "Oh, this bed is even more comfortable than it looks!" I sighed, feeling my exhaustion melt away. "I'm so glad we chose this room, Lucy. It's the perfect place to rest and recover." I gushed. Lucy giggled and snuggled in beside me. "It feels like a cloud too!" she said, her voice muffled by the soft pillows. "And look, there are potted plants on
Chapter 166Chloe’s POV We walked out of the house and Bryan led us to his car, parked nearby. He got into the front seat, while Lucy and I settled into the back. As we buckled up, Bryan glared at us through the rearview mirror, his eyes piercing. I instinctively reached for Lucy's hand, feeling a bit intimidated by his intense gaze.But then, Bryan's expression changed, and he said with a smirk, "I look like a driver, right?" Lucy and I couldn't help but burst out laughing at the unexpected comment. Our laughter filled the car, and even Bryan cracked a smile but he turned to a cold one immediately. And we quickly composed ourselves. “It sounds so funny that you two can't help but show off your teeth” He scolded his gaze mirroring ours and I swallowed hard holding Lucy Hands tighter, knowing fully I was not alone in this. “We are sorry” Lucy apologized but her facial expression didn't suit her tone. “With that face,” Bryan asked, and I wonder why he was acting up at least she apo
Chapter 167Author’s pov May and Ryan had just finished bathing. They went inside the sitting room, waiting for Grandpa Terry to take them to the fish mart, but when they got inside the sitting room, Grandpa Terry wasn't there. May exchanged a knowing glance with Ryan, but Ryan only glared at her annoyingly before taking his seat. May also sat down, trying to contain her excitement. She was thrilled that her room was opposite Ryan's, and she would get every opportunity to see him, but she hated the fact that Grandpa Terry and Grandma Terry had given Chloe the chance to live with them. She hated the fact.Ryan noticed May's excitement and asked, "Is the sunny day so good that it's put you in a good mood?" He asked in a rude way, and May swallowed hard, trying to hide her true feelings. "no…i’m…I'm just missing Mr. Wilson, I'm not excited about anything." she lied. "Save it, May. I'm not buying it. You lied too much and I'm not buying any of your words."Ryan said purely not intere
Chapter 168Author’s POV. “Should I follow or I should stay back”Grandma Terry asked. She knew she wanted to follow them but she was waiting for what her husband would say. "You don't have to come, honey just stay home," Grandpa Terry replied standing up on the couch. “No, I'm following them, I know you would deny me of going but I'm not ready to bid, I'm following you,” she said snatching a loud snicker from May Grandpa Terry stared at a space lost in words for a minute. “Okay okay, do as you please,” he said gleaning to the door and they all followed him. they walked to the car outside. "Can you drive, dear?" Grandpa Terry asked Ryan and he nodded. "Yes, I'm an expert." He replies with pride. Grandpa Terry threw Ryan the car keys, and he caught them easily. "Are you sure you haven't lost your memory of how to drive?" May teased in a way that only Ryan could hear. Ryan ignored her question and walked to the driver's seat. "watch out on how I'm going to drive." He smirk.
Chapter 169Author’s Pov. Bryan drove roughly to the police station, his mind racing with thoughts of Ross and the predicament she was in. "What the hell is going on?" he muttered to himself, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. He had just received a call from the officer, informing him that Ross would be taken to court tomorrow, and he couldn't believe it. "Tomorrow? That's ridiculous!" Ross was like a sister to him, they had been friends since secondary school, and he cared about her deeply. He had tried his best to help her out of the trouble she had gotten herself into, but it seemed like all his efforts had been in vain.He parked his car in front of the police station and rushed inside, his heart pounding with anxiety.. He went to the officer who had called him earlier "Where's Ross?" he demanded, his voice firm but laced with worry“Have your sit” officer told him to sit down, which he did reluctantly. "What's going on, officer? Why is this happening so fast?"
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.