"You would not believe what happened to me today," Elara said, bursting into her sister's room. There was no way she could keep it to herself. Even if she was not going to say anything about the conversation she had with Ezra outside that left her heart pounding for the entire ride home, she still had to let her sister know about what Olivia-Marie had done while giving her even more reasons why she should not be with Ezra no matter what is being said.Isla looked at her with amusement. It must be something for Elara to burst into the room without acting curtly and respectfully. "Oh well, this has to be good," Isla said, standing from her table, where she had been designing some clothes and coming to sit on the bed. "Did you go out?" Isla asked, seeing how well-dressed she was.Isla was her sister but yet she looked at Elara's body and how all the curves she needed to have were in the right place. She remembered being in the shadow of Elara while they were in high school and how everyo
Ezra walked into his office; Mary stood up as soon as she saw him walk in. The expression on his face was not something she was familiar with so she knew it was going to take her a while to know how to react."Welcome, Mr. Thatcher," she said, taking up her tablet, ready to follow him. He only told her that he was going out for a quick lunch but had spent a longer time out. The meeting he had with the team leads for the design team had run late and she needed him to get on with it immediately."Don't come in," he said in a lingering voice. She stopped at the edge of the table and watched his back as he entered the office and shut the door. She walked up to it and turned the knob but realised that he had locked it from inside. She could open it if she wanted but she knew he would be into it like that."Mr. Thatcher?" she said, pounding on the door with her fist. "This is important, very important," she added when Ezra did not bother to say anything with her knocking."I do not want to
Ezra walked into the house; he looked towards the hallway that led to the kitchen and dining area. The lights were switched on, which meant that his father was still having dinner all by himself. Ever since his mother died, Jacob made having dinner such a chore and sometimes Ezra did not want to be a part of it. He knew that he had told his father to stay out of his love life and then come to him for advice some time later but now he was sure that if his father did not help him, then he was going to be in trouble.He did not want to marry Olivia-Marie and maybe if she heard that his father was setting him up with someone, she would back down a bit. He laughed at the thoughts in his mind, knowing that might fuel her passion even more if she knew that his father had thoughts like that. Whenever they met each other, Jacon and Olivia-Marie had clashes that it was quite impossible to imagine that they would become a family through Ezra.He walked to the dining room, and as he stepped his f
Ronan tried Mr. Prescott's name once again. Alfie seemed to be trying his best to ignore his calls. "Pick up Mr. Prescott," Ronan murmured. The traffic had been so bad that by the time they got there, the site had closed and no inspection could be done. Noelle suggested calling the site manager and asking them to get out there but he told her not to bother; after all, if he had done his job as and when due, they wouldn't have had any reason to come out that late in the evening.However, they had to sleep over, inspect the site by morning and then leave, meaning he could not go to see Alfie and now the man was ignoring his calls. They were all businessmen so they kept their phones close to them, maybe even closer than any other thing they owned.Ronan tried a couple of times and even he had lost count of how many times before the man picked up. Ronan was greeted by a grunt on the other side of the line. "Why are you calling me so much this late at night?"It was indeed late at night bu
Noelle raised her head; she had come down to the bar to get a drink and finish up organising Ronan's schedule for the month. She liked to carry out her task ahead as it stopped situations like today; she knew that this was going to have a ripple effect on their entire workload. She was grateful that it was already the weekend, and that meant they could rest, reset, and reconvene again by the new week.However, as she saw the stunned figure of Ronan walk into the bar as well, she was not sure how easy it would be to get him back on track. She sighed as she sat there sipping from the glass she had taken from the counter earlier. He sat by the counter and kept on ordering drinks. From the way his back moved, she could tell that he was chugging down something strong. He had sat for ten minutes and chugged down at least three shots. If he kept up the pace, he would be drunk in no time.No one at the counter now seemed to care about him but as soon as he began to show any sign of drunken ha
Of all the words that could have come out of Ronan's mouth to her, that was the least she expected. She gasped and tried to stand up but his grip was still tight. "Aren't you drunk?" she asked because it made no sense for a drunk man to be that strong and hold onto her that strongly."I am not sure," he said, yawning. Her face was filled with his breath and she could tell that he had vodka and he still wanted to drink. "Just have a drink with me, please," he pleaded. This was nothing like him so she sighed. She was sure that he would not be able to last a few more drinks and would be drunk at the end; then she could put him to bed and be out of there.Her only fear was that he would be severely hungover in the morning; she would have to get him a change of clothes and probably something for herself as well since they would both be reeking of alcohol. She could not believe how much of a workaholic she had become. A man as attractive as Ronan was holding her in close range while asking
Noelle felt her body itch; she ran her hand all through her body and shook awake. For a moment she did not know where she was because it did not make sense to her at all. Her eyes fluttered open and suddenly she jumped to sit as the memories from yesterday flooded her mind immediately.She sat up and looked around; she had a blanket covering her shoulders down. She looked around the room; this was definitely not the room she had booked last night. She had spent the night in the same room with her boss. She stood up and folded the blanket before putting it on the bed. She had to leave as quickly as she could before he would come back to meet her still in there.She did not bother to look back at anything; instead, she walked to the door with her shoes in her hand. The door opened before her hand could reach for the doorknob. Standing right in front of her was Ronan with a coffee tray and a paper bag."Mr. Quinn," the word came out of her mouth with a surprise."Ms. Richards," he said,
Jacob has asked his assistant Roger to set up a meeting with Elliot. Even knowing that the man did not accept visitors or business meetings on the weekend, Jacon still expected a positive result from his assistant, who got it done. Elliot welcomed Jacob into his home and even straight to his study on a Saturday morning, which was strange to everyone around."Dad is having a visitor?" Isla asked her mother as the three of them sat down around a table. They had seen Elliot lead Jacob away as soon as he arrived. Clara did not have the chance to offer him anything to eat or drink."I guess there must be something important to discuss with Jacob," Clara replied. She too was not aware of the reason that Jacob was there. She wanted to know but she was not going to barge into the meeting room and demand to be a part of it; she was sure that her husband would tell her after they were done speaking."Seeing that you reached out to me on a weekend, I am guessing it might be something important,"
"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