Zeke's POV Quietly I looked around for a weapon, something I could use to defend myself. I found lots of car repairs, tools and parts alike. I picked an iron rod, then I tiptoed towards the door. From my analysis, there were about a dozen men and I was surrounded. They had guns and well, I had an iron rod.I walked out of the door and snuck in on one of the men, I took him out and hurried to my car. “We've got sight of him,” Damn it.They began firing and I had to hurry away since I had not brought out my shotgun. I threw the rod at one of them and ran ahead into my car, took out my gun and shot at a few of them before zooming off.The van screeched around the corner, hot on my tail as I swerved through the city streets. My heart pounded in my chest, adrenaline surging through my veins. I sped up, my eyes scanning the road ahead for any opportunity to lose them. Up ahead, I saw an alleyway. I took a sharp turn, tires screeching as I barreled into the alley. The van hesitated for
Ellen's POV As father and I made our way out of the secret bunker. I was happy that the kids were responding to treatments. It would make more sense if I had the kids awake and crying. Maybe that way, it would stir Kamille to make the right decision already.I looked at the video again and remembered how frightened she looked. “Where is my mummy?” She asked, her face white as snow and her eyes barely open.“Mummy is coming soon,” The doctor had coaxed her and given her an analgesic. She closed her eyes and fell asleep. “Father, let's send this to Kamille,” I said and showed my father the video.“Excellent! With this, she will readily even give her life for them,” Father replied.Who needs her dirty life? She can keep it.We first made a stop at my father’s office. We got to his desk and he immediately got the video into the phone we used undercover. Once he got the video into that phone, he sent a message to Kamille and attached the video alongside it .She had better make her da
Ellen's POV I didn't know what to make of the pregnancy yet, but one thing I was definitely sure of was that its purpose was achieved and for that single damn reason, I am excited.I quickly made my way back to the Manor family mansion. When I arrived, my father was waiting for me in his study, a proud smile on his face.“We need to send a message to Zeke,” I said, not wasting any time. “We need to tell him about the pregnancy and inform him about the press release we’re planning.”My father nodded. “We have to handle this carefully. Zeke needs to know that this baby will change everything.”Together, we crafted a message to Zeke, detailing my confirmed pregnancy and our plans to announce it publicly. We knew that this news would shake him to his core, and that was precisely what we wanted. This baby was our trump card, and we intended to play it carefully.As we finalized the message, I felt a renewed sense of purpose and determination. The future was uncertain, but one thing was cl
Kamille's POVI woke up to another day of emptiness. The weight of the past weeks had taken its toll on me, leaving me feeling hollow and broken. My children were still missing, and every moment without them felt like an eternity. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, wondering how much longer I could endure this torment.I stood up and made my way to the bathroom. I had a shower, got dressed and walked out of the room. Belle had prepared me breakfast but I had no appetite. I walked over to the dining table and picked some berries into my mouth before heading out into the living room. I turned on the TV, hoping for some distraction, something to take my mind off the nightmare I was living. The news was on, and the headline caught my attention immediately.Manor Family Business Hits Jackpot: Stocks Skyrocket.The words felt like a punch to the gut. While my world was falling apart, Ellen and her father were thriving. The cruel irony was almost too much to bear. I stared at the screen,
Zeke's POV I felt a surge of anger course through my veins seeing my kids in so much torture. Hearing Tyris’s voice in such a weak tone as opposed to her bright cherried voice, I swore under my breath to ensure that Ellen and her father would pay for what they had done to my kids.I held Kamille till her sobs gradually subsided. Her body trembled with exhaustion, and I could feel the weight of the past few days bearing down on her. “It’s going to be okay,” I murmured, stroking her hair gently. “We’re going to find them.”She nodded weakly against my chest, taking comfort in my embrace. “I don’t know what I’d do without you,” she whispered.“You’ll never have to find out,” I promised, kissing the top of her head. “I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere.”Once she seemed more stable, I gently guided her to sit down. “I need to take another look at the video,” I said softly. “You need to rest for now,” I said to her.She nodded, wiping her eyes. “I’ll be okay.”I immediately sent a messag
Ellen's POV Having a nice lunch in a nice and luxurious french restaurant with my parents was one of my dreams come true. While we were eating, my phone had beeped with a message and I immediately wanted to reply to it, but mother held my hands.I looked up at her with a confused stare. “What if it was Zeke giving his response concerning the pregnancy?” I asked.“He too can wait. There really is no difference between himself and us now,” Father replied.“Ohhh,” I said slowly as I returned my phone back into my purse.We had an amazing time till we left and went back home. When we returned home, there was an air of triumph about us. I felt invincible. But as we alighted from our car, we were met with Zeke and his personal assistant, Mr. Rogers alongside his chief security, Andrew.“What are you doing here?” I demanded, trying to put on a cold front. Afterall, he was at my mercy now. “Did you not get my message? I’m here to talk about your pregnancy,” He replied coldly, returning my e
Kamille Hell burned right before my eyes.And no, it was not some fiery hot pit. It was in the form of a towering, delicious man who my entire life revolved around, and the divorce papers in his hand. The deep blue of his eyes burned colder than artic glaciers, pinning me with an intensity more dangerous than hate, like I was nothing but filth in his path.“Sign them. Now.” He threw the papers across the bed and they fluttered in front of me, taunting me with words boldly spelled on them.Divorce.My blood had fizzled out, leaving my veins empty. A loud, repeated knell of doom reverberated from one ear to the other, but I was frozen stiff. I refused to believe this was happening. I had never filled myself with delusions of Ezekiel ever loving me, but I had truly believed we could both tolerate our obligations to each other.Perhaps I was just blinded by love.“You cannot just order me to end this marriage, Ezekiel.” I said in a trembling voice. “I am not one of your employees. I am
KamilleFather, and mother sat on one of the couches, with forlorn expressions on their faces. His arm was thrown around her shoulders, as she sobbed into her wad of tissue.From an outsider's perspective, this was just a normal grieving family. From my perspective, however, this was all a performance. Grandma's death meant nothing to them, if anything, they were glad. In silence, I moved to sit on the couch in the farthest corner of the room. Father's phone began to ring, and he raised it to his ear, “What?”There was a moment of more silence, before he got up from his seated position, hung up and threw the phone on the couch. “Honey, what's wrong?” Mother sniffed, standing.“Bad news. Why now, of all times?” He exclaimed, crossing his arms and tapping his feet in obvious agitation. “It's the lawyer! The call came from the hospital, claiming that he got into an accident on the way here. And he's currently having emergency surgery.”“He has no replacement to send here to get Gran