"I thought that was what you wanted. Why then are you surprised by it?" Elara threw her sister a strong glance. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Isla continued without looking up at her sister. She could feel the gaze."Excuse me," Elara said, bending to pick up her phone as she raced out of the room. Isla raised her head and then returned it back to her book with a head shake. She was somewhat happy that her sister had all of that going on in her life, even though she had been somehow battered.By the time Elara had gotten into the room, the phone had stopped ringing but he was calling back almost immediately. She sat on the bed, turning her head to the side and coughing while clearing her throat with her hand over her mouth. She slid her hand across the phone and put it to her ears."Hello?" Ezra's voice rang in the air and as if Elara had not been sure he was the one calling, she felt a sigh of relief to hear his deep voice. She gulped, hoping that her voice and tune were not
Elara fake smiled and stood up from the door. "What are you doing here? Are you no longer reading your book?""Your life and all of the drama that comes with it is way more fun than that book," Isla replied, climbing onto her bed and covering up her body with the blanket."You know you have a way with words...""What are you going to wear to the date?" Isla cut her off. They did not need to talk about her when she had a date that evening. You should choose what she would wear to ensure that Ezra falls for her again. Isla would help them in any way she could just so they could get together faster. She was in support of them by a full hundred percent."It is not a date," Elara corrected as she dropped her phone to the vanity table and propped her hand on her waist."Of course it isn't." Isla knew that if she was to go into conversation with her, then they would be going back and forth for a while so the best thing to do was just to agree with her."You don't believe me; Ezra and I are j
"Welcome, Mr. Thatcher, I'll get Elara." Unlike the first time Ezra had visited, the staff seemed to be more welcoming towards him than before. He had thought they would scrunch up their noses at him for the news flying around but he was greeted with a smile and ushered to the waiting room."Ezra?" Clara's said as she came out to his eye view. Ezra had seen Clara around but it was never like when he and Elara dated in the past."Mrs Quinn""Oh, please, since when was I Mrs. Quinn to you? I was always Clara and sometimes Mom, and I liked it." Ezra had been so close to the family that something was weird that he was not around."Mom," Ezra said. For some reason, it felt weird that she knew that he was trying to woo her daughter and she still wanted there relationship to revert to what it was before they broke up."That is much better; you went MIA because of Elara, didn't you?" When the breakup happened, Clara did not know who to side with so she decided not to act as if it had happened
"Perfet? I think that might be an overstretch," she murmured, looking down at her dress. Isla had gone out and every time Elara wanted to skip out on something she was trying to do, Isla did not take no for an answer."I have known you for years now and you've been the only woman I know who can come close to perfect." It sounded cheesy. Elara knew it sounded cheesy but which woman doesn't like a little bit of cheesiness sometimes? Even though she wanted to pretend to gag in front of him, his words still sent a warm fuzzy feeling into her stomach and made her heart flutter."Ezra, you flatter me too much," she said, swallowing every other thing she wanted to say."I only speak the truth, and if I say it, then it must be true," she whispered to him and shifted from leg to leg as she stood there. At least she was grateful that no matter what her sister had said, she did not agree to put on heels."You do not look that bad yourself," she murmured. She could not bring herself to call him p
Elara had to remind her brain to breathe after hearing Ezra's response. She knew that they also had fine chefs in their place and they would have top-standard meals there. They could also see movies because of the home theatre they had but she could not stop her mind from travelling to the fact that they could stumble into his bedroom and do things."Do you not want to go there?" Ezra had noticed how stiff she had become after hearing his suggestion. "I only suggested it because you expressed your concern about us dining in public and I agree with you; that's why I wanted us to go to my place but if you don't want to...""It's into that I don't want to." She did not want to hurt his feelings, though she did not ask him to continuously show up at her place. She felt it might be wrong for her to try and avoid his place for no reason."Then what is it? You completely changed when you heard me suggest this," he said. She had to give it to him; he was still very good at picking out her emo
"You might want to slow down," Ezra said when he saw how quickly she finished the can. He was nervous that she was standing there in his kitchen and all that filled his mind was to take her and kiss her till her taste filled his lips but he could not do it. He had told her that he was a gentleman just a few minutes earlier; how could he do something unruly?"I was just a bit thirsty," she said, playing with the can with her head bent to it. "Myave, I should have requested for water instead," she added with her head still down."I'm being a bad host; I should have given you water first," he said, realising his mistake. He opened the fridge and took out a jug. He poured out a glass for her and she took it from him. He watched her, hoping she would drink the water but she just sat there with the cup in her hand. He knew that she might not drink it but he shook the thought away and set down his barely darned can in the corner."What do you want to eat?""What?""I was asking what you woul
"Anything you want me to," he said with a straight face. She liked the way it sounded as they locked eyes. She felt the atmosphere in the kitchen thicken, and she was not sure she would be able to hold the gaze with him. She cleared her throat and shifted her eyes from side to side. "I'm not picky," she said, going back to the stool and allowing the kitchen counter to separate them. "Okay, then I'll make the first meal I learned to make." She wanted to ask what it was but she did not want the conversation to linger so she decided to allow herself to be surprised by whatever he was going to make. Ezra set the table with two plates in his hands. He walked to the dining table and set them down. Elara wanted to help him set the table but she did not want to create an accident where two of them would have any form of contact so she sat still. "Dinner is served," he said when he was about to leave the kitchen for the last time. She jumped off the stool and followed him to the table. S
Elara heard his voice break the train of thoughts in her mind. When she saw him go in, she thought he was going in for a kiss but now that he had spoken, she knew that was not the case. Her eyes remained shut as she thought of what she could use as an excuse. She was the one constantly making distinctions and drawing the line between them. How could she admit she had just wanted him to cross the line? She liked it but she was never going to do it herself."Something got into my eyes," she muttered, closing one eye and opening the other to really get the effect she wanted."Here, let me see," he offered and she threw her head back."There is no need for that; I am doing just fine. She could not make the mistake of allowing him to touch her to get into close proximity with her again. All he was going to do was set the mood between them. She looked up at his face and saw that teasing smile on it. He knew what he had done and he was teasing her for it. She hated that she could not call hi
"What?" The man looked genuinely concerned that he had missed an opportunity to make so much money."Micah and Cora, the woman who paid you, have come in and confessed, so you do not have to worry about trying to take a deal to save yourself." The man looked fidgety as he realised that if Cora had come in to confess, then there was really no escape for him anymore. He should not have pretended to be too tough, but he was sure that if he had taken the money, he would have been hunted down, and the money would have been returned to Ezra."I see?" the man said in a singsong voice. "But you are yet to find the woman, aren't you?" The man asked, as even Cora did not know where they had hidden Elara. She told them to do everything at their own discretion, as she did not want to be tied to something as terrible as that."What do you mean?""Cora paid us alright to kidnap her but she had no idea where she is and even worse, my partner and I have a plan that if one of us does not show up after
Ronan and Ezra got to the station and saw the man who had helped with the kidnapping of Elara. The policemen said that the man had refused to speak and that they caught him when he was out buying supplies. They asked that they be allowed to see the man, as they could maybe find a way to force him to confess. The police officers agreed because they knew that it was useless for them to disagree, as they would still find a way to have their way. Ronan and Ezra made a plan, hoping that they could both stick to it and that way get him to say something incriminating."I respect a man who works hard for his money," Ronan said as they sat down. The gruff and big man looked up. Ronan could see the realisation on his face before he cleared his throat and tried to act like he did not recognise the two men in front of him. "I am Ronan Quinn; it's nice to meet you." Ronan took out a card from his card holder and slid it across the table to him.The man looked down at the card without touching it.
"Mom?""Wait, I am thinking of what we can do to escape this; this is good for us. You've been free, and now we can leave if we can just find a way." Micah stood in a corner as he watched his mom pace around the room with her hand stroking her chin. He did not need her to speak for him to know that her mind was going in every direction possible. He bit his lower lip as he thought of how he would dissuade her and convince her to accept her fate."They don't know that we are connected to those men; maybe if the men do not confess..." she trailed off as she knew the possibility of that was very low. She was sure that the wealthy family would do all they could to coax the truth from them. "This is all your fault," Cora stopped and put her eyes on her son.Mixah shuddered at the thought of what had happened; he did not like it at all. How could she try to blame him for decisions she made without him? He was locked up in jail and did not know anything about what she was planning, so how was
Cora knew there was no escape for her now; all she could do was hold onto Elara and act as if she knew nothing. There was no way she could escape, and her entire plan seemed ruined."To what do we owe the pleasure of your coming here?" Cora asked; she was trying her best to act mature, but Ronan and Ezra already saw through the facade."We are here to pick up Elara Quinn; just tell us where she is and we won't make a scene and will be on our way without a word," Ronan said gently. He seemed more composed than Ezra, who was shaking with anger. All Ezra thought of doing was beating up the owner, but he knew that it was wrong to do so, and that would make them find Elara quickly; in fact, it might even make it worse for them."You are making a dangerous claim right now," Micah said, standing up, and you, more than anyone, should know that it is wrong to frame someone for something they have not done."Have not done? You know fully well that your mother is the one behind the kidnapping of
Micah sat in shock after hearing all that the lawyer explained to him; he stared at the man hoping that he would begin to laugh at how gullible he was and that none of that had happened. When the lawyer did not look like he was about to laugh, he hoped that he would be rudely shaken from this dream he seemed to be having and every tug in his life would be back to the time before he lost Elara."Why on earth would you allow her to do that?" Micah asked, picking at each word gently. He wanted to scream and pull out the hair of his lawyer, but he knew that was not going to make anything better; it might even make it worse if he did not take care."She is the only one who can sign off for you, and all the documents had your legal signature and stamp." Micah could understand how she got the stamp, but how could she get the signature? It made no sense except that she forged it. Why did she forge his signature? What was she trying to get by forging it to sell off all they had? Has she done th
"Mr. Micah Swanson, you are free to go," the officer said, unlocking the cell door and opening the gate. Micah stood up from the floor where he had been and walked to the gate. It made no sense because just yesterday Ezra had threatened to make sure he spent the rest of his life behind bars since Elara was still missing and Micah did not say a word about it."To go where?" Micah asked with a frown."To go home""Am I free to go home?""Do you need me to get an interpreter for you?" the officer asked angrily. He hated that Ezra and Ronan had walked in there and asked them to let Micah go without allowing them to do their jobs, but there was no way they could say no to them. It was more of an order than a request, and since both families were involved, the officer would rather keep his job than go head-to-head with them."I just won't understand why you would let me go without an explanation," Micah said, still staying inside the cell. He felt some kind of chill fill his entire body; he
"Ezra Are you sure this would work?" Clara asked with tears in her eyes. It had been four days since Elara had gone missing and the media had gotten a whiff of it. No one knew how this happened because they had been careful enough but there was a link to sow who might have leaked it to the media and none of them cared who leaked the information; all they cared about at that moment was finding Elara and making sure she was alive."Ezra, Daddy has enough to pay the ransom and bring her back home," Isla added. Unfortunately, for every six hours that they spent waiting, the ransom kept on going up, and now they were up to one hundred sixty million. The kidnappers had threatened to beat her up in the next six hours, and Ezra had come up with a plan. The viability of the plan was not certain, but they wanted to do anything to make sure that Elara came back to them alive."I have the money and I would pay; I wouldn't ask you for a dime. We know that Cora and Micah are behind this, even thoug
"She is being a bit difficult. What do you want me to do?" one of the men said over the phone before aggressively pushing out a whiff of smoke from his mouth. The other man took the cigarette from his hand and blew on it before returning it to him."Make the ransom call, but make sure that they are not able to trace it to me," Cora said silently over the phone. Remember that you would be the one to take the fall for anything that happens." Cora wanted them to know she had no part in the situation, even though she was the mastermind behind it."We understand.""One hundred million and my son.""What about our payment?" the man asked. This was the most dangerous job that they had ever taken, but they took it because of the risk involved. If they can coax the money from the Quinn family, then they would get to walk away with thirty million without sweating, as they have always done in the past."I told you that after we get the ransom, then you get your payment," Cora said angrily. She d
Micah did not want to believe that his mother would go so low to do something like this. It made no sense because everyone who had a working brain could trace it back to her without any issues. "Can I request a call?" He asked the officer as he dragged him back to the cell he had been."You can't" the man's voice was firm and Micah could tell that bargaining was going to be hard. "Please you have to help me or else I might end up suffering something I never did" Ezra said trying to stop him from dragging but the man was obviously stronger than him. "Please, don't I have the right to a phone call at least" he added in an almost crying tone. He knew it was possible that the Quinn family had cut off his communication line but then considering how things were going he would not blame them if they did. "I can't offer that to you at this time, maybe try later" the man said and pushed him into the cell without a word before walking away his ears deaf to the continuous plea from the man be