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Andrew's POV“Damn!” I felt so upset and angry that someone could actually bypass my entire security team and attack my house right under my nose!If they could infiltrate my own house, then nowhere was safe! With anger surging through me, I threw a glass against the wall in rage.I heard a knock and had to take a deep breath to calm my raging emotions before granting the person permission to enter.Alfred walked in, and I didn't waste time asking, "Tell me everything in detail.""Master, I was in my room when I heard the security emergency alarm. I stepped outside only to be told by the security team that Mistress was attacked by a masked man. I called you immediately after I got the information.""How did the masked man get into the mansion? Shouldn't there be a guard in charge of the east wing of the mansion where Sheila's room is located? Why was there no security guard on sight when the masked man attacked her?" I asked impatiently, trying to get to the root of the matter."Dant
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Sheila's POV The sound of my phone ringing loudly by the bedside woke me up. I yawned and reached out for it, wondering who could be calling at this time.I looked at the wall clock and gasped. Oh no! It's already 9 a.m.; I must have overslept because of the medicine Dr. Augustine gave me.I grabbed my phone, which had been ringing non-stop, and checked who was calling. My heart nearly skipped a beat; it was the hospital.I shuddered and quickly answered the call. “Hello.”“Hello, good morning. Is this Miss Sheila Grayson?” a soft, gentle voice asked in a professional tone.“Yes, this is Sheila Grayson. Did something happen to my mother?” I asked anxiously, sitting up immediately.“Your mother is fine, but she wants to see you. I'm Nurse Tabitha, your mother's assistant nurse. She's been refusing her medications, insisting she wants to see you. We tried calling the Graysons' home, but no one answered. I got your number from your mother.”“Okay, I'll get ready and be there in thirty m
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Andrew's POVAfter ending the call with Alfred, I loosened my tie and tried to relax. If Sheila knew what I went through last night while she was sleeping, she wouldn't argue or try to annoy me.Just as I was about to close my eyes for a few seconds break, my office phone rang. I groaned and picked it up reluctantly."Sir, Mr. James is here to see you," my secretary, Ivy, said."Okay, send him in."I adjusted my tie again and waited for my private investigator. We had a lot to discuss.Shortly after, James walked into my office. "James, welcome. Have a seat. How was your trip?""It was good. I came as soon as I could. What's going on, Andrew?"I sighed and began explaining everything to him. He listened carefully as I told him everything Dante had told Alfred and me, up to the point where he started convulsing and we took him to the hospital."How is he now? Did the doctor find out what's wrong with him?" James asked."The doctor said he ingested a slow-acting poison and it will take
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Andrew's POV I ignored the call, unwilling to pick up. Why was he calling me? What did he want? He kept calling, making me scowl. If it weren't for wanting to continue watching the video, I would have turned off my phone. I wanted nothing to do with Stevenson. I had heard reports about how badly he treated Sheila and her mother. Even though I didn’t want to intervene in their family matters, his attitude towards Sheila disgusted me. When he heard I was supposedly going broke, he didn't hesitate to hand Sheila over as a substitute bride. It was as if I was doing him a favor by taking Sheila away. Wanting to get it over with, I picked up the call. "Hello, what is it?" I asked in an unfriendly tone, forgetting about pleasantries. “Good evening, Mr. Andrew. Did I call at a bad time?” he asked, immediately noticing my tone. “What do you want?” I asked again, ignoring his question. He cleared his throat and began. “Mr. Andrew, I was surprised to hear you weren’t actually disinherite
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Stevenson’s POV"That bastard! He had the guts to hang up on me!"I grabbed the nearest thing on my desk, a glass artifact, and threw it at the door in anger. How could that jerk talk to me so condescendingly!"Oh goodness, darling, you almost hit me!"I turned and saw Fiona at the door. She looked at the broken glass on the ground, carefully stepping around it before coming into my study."Sorry, my dear. I hope you weren't hurt?" I asked, concerned that my outburst might have injured her."I'm fine, darling. What's the problem? What got you so worked up?" she asked, sitting down. I took a deep breath and sat down to explain."It's Andrew Walker. That bastard raised his voice at me when I told him to divorce Sheila and marry Phoebe. Can you imagine? Doesn't he realize I'm doing him a huge favor by offering Phoebe to him?""Calm down, darling. What exactly did he say?" Fiona asked calmly.I sighed. "I told him Phoebe was supposed to be his bride, not Sheila, and that he should divorce
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Sheila's POV I got out of the car and stared at the house I once called home, but it never felt like home. Memories of how badly I was treated here threatened to flood my mind, but I pushed them aside and took a deep breath. "You can do this, Sheila," I muttered to myself as I stood on the front porch of my father's house, my hand hovering over the doorbell. "Is everything alright, Mistress?" Alfred asked. I cleared my throat and turned to him. "I'm fine. Just wait in the car with the guards. I won't take long." "Okay, Mistress." I took another deep breath, adjusted my clothes, and rang the bell. Within a short while, the front door opened and I saw Gia. "Sheila! It's you," she said excitedly and rushed to hug me. I smiled at her. "How are you doing, Gia?" Gia was one of the few maids who was willing to talk to me when I was still living with my father. We weren't really close friends, but she was friendly toward me, which was enough. "I'm really not doing so great.
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Sheila's POVI closed my eyes, waiting for the impact of the slap. I had long grown too accustomed to Fiona's punishments and slaps that I didn't even bother to avoid it. However, it never came."Who are you? Get your hands off me!" Fiona yelled angrily.I opened my eyes and saw Alfred standing in front of me, firmly holding Fiona's hand as she struggled to break free."Are you okay, Mistress?" Alfred asked.I nodded. "Yes, I'm fine."Only then did he roughly release Fiona's hand and glare at her. "The next time you try to lay a finger on my Mistress, you will have more to worry about than your hand."I never expected Alfred to sound so cold toward Fiona. He had always been respectful towards me, but this was the first time I was seeing this side of him.Fiona's eyes flashed with fear, but she quickly hid her emotion. "And who the hell are you to barge into my house like that?""I'm Alfred, Mr. Walker's butler. I have been assigned to protect my Mistress from any sort of miscreants,"
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