Chapter 110BIANCA’S POVThe buzzing of my phone startled me up from the bed, bringing an end to one of the best sleep I have had in a century. Groaning out in frustration and drowsy as fuck, I reached out to where it was on top of the nightstand, a bit surprised it was even there. I thought Richard left it somewhere in the living room after he took me hungrily in his lips last night.My eyes were barely open and still trying to accommodate the morning light, so I didn't bother to see who was calling. I squinted and clumsily tapped the green answer button. Suddenly, Nina's overly excited voice blasted through the speaker, practically pounding on my eardrums.“Oh my gosh girl, your I***a is blowing up!”This was the first time we were talking since we sorted out things about her being involved with Richard. I know it had been a while, but that didn't mean she had to call so early and ruin my sleep. I could overlook it if it was an emergency, but from her overly excited tone, I doubted i
Chapter 111BIANCA’S POV“And you don’t have to do much,” Nina continued. “He’s already a hit on his own. All you have to do is just get him to post more. Engage with his followers and agree to this romantic shit. That’s all. How hard could that be?! It’s not rocket science, Bianca Sinclair!” She yelled into the phone, sounding like she was about to lose it. I could only imagine her reaction if she ever became famous with loads of followers. The whole world would know about it and probably never hear the end of it.As much as I wasn’t that comfortable and enthusiastic about doing all that stuff she said, I just had to unless I wanted to make her my lifetime enemy. I rubbed the bridge of my nose and sighed. “Fine. I will see what I can do.”“That’s my girl,” she cheered. “And don’t forget to keep me updated. With time I will be promoting my brand on your page. You can’t be a famous sweet ass shit and I won’t gain from it.”“Whatever…” I muttered, pulling a face. Typical Nina. Of course
Chapter 112BIANCA’S POV “What do you mean you were talking about Ben?” Richard’s face grimaced with disapproval. I knew he wouldn’t approve of me talking to another person about Ben. His expression said it all and now, I knew I had to put in a lot of effort to convince him. He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. “I thought we talked about this, B. You can’t go around telling everybody about what Ben has done without having enough evidence to back you up. Ben’s dad is second in command to my dad. He is also very powerful with probably all the best lawyers at his disposal. If this gets out, we might be dragged to court for accusing him falsely. My father will be very unhappy if that happens, and in state right now, the last thing I want is to make him unhappy…” Mr. Sam also mentioned that. Now I saw the reason that bastard kept going scot-free for every terrible thing he had done. Because his father is powerful and always there to pick him from every mud and mess he gets hims
Chapter 113 BIANCA’S POVI was scared this day would come, but I didn’t expect it to happen so quickly, especially since Richard assured me it wouldn’t. I had really hoped things would stay the same, but now that hope has slipped away.I stood frozen as I stared at her. Richard’s ex-girlfriend, Heather Morrison was standing before me in flesh and blood.From the photo and video I have seen of her, I knew she was beautiful. But now, she looked frail, like she’d been to hell and back. She was dressed in a basic gathered floral gown that looked like something plucked straight from the bargain bin of a thrift store. Her hair which was long and boundless was overgrown and needed fixing. Her emerald eyes were larger than I had seen in her photo. They looked tired like she’d been up all night, and her skin was as pale as the winter moon. She had beautiful doll-like features, but all she needed was a little brush-up to get her back on track.Her gaze didn’t last for more than a second in m
Chapter 114 BIANCA’S POV “I’m worried. Are you sure we shouldn’t take her to a hospital?” I asked Richard one more time, afraid this girl might just die on us. It’s been over fifteen to twenty minutes now and she was still unconscious with no signs of waking up anytime soon. He raised her wrist to check her pulse and then shook his head. “She’ll be fine,” he said, exhaling loudly. “I just think she’s tired. That’s all. We should give her enough time to rest.” I stared at the poor girl lying on the bed, feeling unsure and not knowing what to think or make of the situation. The way she collapsed seemed a bit dramatic, but she looked so fragile that anyone would believe she wasn’t doing well. Was she sick or something? Maybe she caught a sexually transmitted infection after what Ben did to her before running away. I’ve heard stories of young girls getting infections after being raped and not even realizing it. Maybe she ran to a place that’s far away and doesn’t have hospitals or la
Chapter 115BIANCA’S POVRichard was sitting on the couch in the living room, waiting for us. As soon as we walked in, he quickly stood up to greet Mr. Sam and little Alex.With little Alex still clinging to me, I introduced the trio.“Mr. Sam this is my husband, Richard. Richard this is the Mr. Sam I was telling you about, my second daddy,” I flattered, shooting Mr. Sam a soft closed-mouth smile that left him chuckling and glancing away in slight nervousness.“And this little guy here,” I looked at little Alex, the soft closed-mouth smile on my face transforming into a wide one. “is Mr. Sam’s son, Alexander Sam-Junior Pierce, but we just call him little Alex. Hey Alex,” I encouraged, “say hi to Uncle Richard.”As if understanding what I said, he put his fingers in his mouth and beamed at Richard. I didn’t know if that was his little way of greeting or maybe he just liked the way I called out his full name.Richard gently spoke to him, and then he squeezed his fluffy cheeks, which ma
Chapter 116BIANCA’S POVI made a simple breakfast of scrambled eggs and toast with coffee and apple juice for Alex. Along the line, when Mr Sam noticed I was making that, he made it known to me he and Alex had taken avocado toast before coming, and as such they would like something different and lighter. So I opted for biscuits. It took quite a long time for me to finish preparing the breakfast because I was making several plates including one for Heather. As much as I didn’t like her presence in the apartment, I couldn’t be so wicked as to starve her especially with her looking so frail…and hungry. “Poor girl. I feel really sorry for her,” I said with a sigh, shaking my head as I skillfully carried three plates like a pro waiter at a fancy restaurant to the living room to serve Mr. Sam, Richard and little Alex. I could only imagine what she must have gone through.“Here you go,” I said, smiling as I passed Mr. Sam his plate. I felt really pleased with myself because everything tu
Chapter 117BIANCA’S POV“What’s in the lunchbox? Can I take it to the kitchen?” I asked Mr. Sam, coming back to reality from my busy thoughts that overwhelmed me.He shrugged to show he had no idea. Probably he wasn’t there when Jessica packed it.“Do you mind if I have a look?” Of course, he will mind. I didn’t even know why I had to ask.“Sure.”I set down the tray with the coffee pot and Alex’s apple juice which I just realized I hadn’t given him yet on the table. I took the lunchbox and opened it. Inside was a small container filled with sliced fruits and veggies—apples, bananas, berries, carrots, and cucumbers. There was also a mini peanut butter sandwich and a well-known brand of kids’ fruit juice.“Mmmh,” I slurped my lips, savouring the goodness as if the lunch was for me. Eight years old me would have probably finished the juice, and sandwich, picked the bananas and berries and then left the apples, carrots and cucumbers for Alex. “Lots of healthy stuff. Jessica sure does