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,"
"Thank you for the offer but...""You have to stay." Elliot cut him off before he could create an imaginary excuse. Both Elliot and Clara could tell that he needed the company and they were willing to at least help him that afternoon."Well, if you insist," he said and two of them laughed."Okay then, I am setting the table so both of you should come down in a few seconds," she said and walked away."Are you sure I am not being an inconvenience?" Jacob asked as soon as Clar was out of hearing shot."Not at all; we like having meals with people." Elliot was trying to make it sound less of a big deal."Then I guess I have to take up your offer."Soon they left the room after agreeing to make them meet once and the children would decide for themselves. Elliot made it clear that he was not going to matchmake or force his daughter into any marriage and this was the furthest he was willing to go on this matter. They all sat down and after saying the grace led by Elliot, they began to eat.E
Elara stood by the other side of the door; the words of both Clara and Isla seemed to be ingrained in her mind. As she took a step, she kept praying that her father had not been given an irresistible deal. She hoped that her mother was right and Isla was wrong; the only thing that made her hesitate was that Isla was barely wrong about things like this. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door."Come in." Elliot's voice was loud but audible enough.She took a deep breath again as if to gather all the courage and then held the doorknob, turning and then pushing it open. "Come in and sit." Elliot was sitting on the sofa and he was asking her to sit in front of him."What is this about, Dad?" she asked, trying to make her voice sound light."Have you seen Ezra since you came back?" Elliot asked straight. He figured that there was no reason to beat around the bush."I have seen him about three times," Elara replied. "Is this about his fiancée? Does Jacob not want me to see him becaus
Cora showed up at the front door of her son's house. Micah had told her that he took out a loan to fund the wedding since Zara had insisted on luxury items even though she knew he could not afford them. Micah had thought that being with her was going to elevate his status so when he was taking out the loan, he did not really bother about the repercussions but now that it was all coming back, the bank wanted to take his mother's house since that was what he used as collateral for the loans. Cora rang the doorbell and waited.Zara wondered who it could be. Micah moved to one of the rooms away from hers and did not allow any contact between them. She knew that getting pregnant was out of the question now since he was not touching her and all of the tests she had done came back negative. He barely rang the doorbell because he also wanted to have little to no contact with her at all. She had imagined her married life being tough because of the lies but she could not lie; Miach was being qu
Zara stood by the door; she knew there was nothing much she could do but she wanted to hold off for as long as she could. She paced around the door because she knew any time from then, Micah was going to show up and set his mom up in one of the rooms. She stopped the pacing when she heard Cora speak over the phone."Hello Micah, that stupid excuse you call a wife is refusing me entry into the house," she said in a pained tone. Unfortunately, the line was not on loudspeaker so she could not hear Micah's response but Cora spoke almost immediately. "Am I supposed to keep standing outside while waiting? The neighbours are staring."For a moment, Zara had thought that Micah was defending her but that thought disappeared immediately; there was no way he would try to defend her. She caused his other to come to live with them. How could he do that?"I don't know, just do something about this; either you call her or you come home and let me in, but I can't stay outside any longer," Cora said i
Cora and Micah stood there with shock visibly written all over their faces. Cora had thought that Zara would be a foolish one, the kind they could ride and make her do whatever they wanted her to do but looking at how things turned out, she was sure that they would barely be able to make her do anything at all. "You stood there and watched her slap me?" Cora said, turning to her son. She lifted her hand slowly and held her cheek. "You allowed her to slap your mother?" Cora continued. "Did you expect me to slap her?" Micah asked. She could call the police on them if they raised their hands to her and their names on the news were enough; they did not know to show up again. "You should have done something about it," Cora replied, almost crying. "What should I have done?" Micah said and walked away. Cora followed him to the room he had been putting up. "She kicked you out of the master's bedroom?" she asked, shocked as she walked into the room. Micah had all of his clothes scattered
Zara had not been expecting to get attacked by her mother-in-law so she was defenceless for a moment but it did not last long as she jumped in and held the woman by the hair as well. The woman was older so she knew that tugging on her hair could lead to hair loss but she didn't mind at all; there was no way she would sit on her hands and allow them to bully her. She married Micah and this was her house as much as it was theirs."Zara? What the hell do you think you are doing?" Micah rushed to them and held her hand, hoping that his grip on her hands would soften, but it seemed as if he was encouraging her to tighten her grip. "Let go," he said when she did not let go despite his efforts."Tell her to let go first," Zara said, her voice ragged as if she had been fighting and heavy breaths coming from both her nose and mouth."You let go; do you want to pull out all of her hair?" Micah continued. Cora was quieter than Zara expected; she had not expected the girl to pull on her hair as w
"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