Sheila's POVI waited in my room for hours, watching for the sun to set. I spent a lot of time thinking about how to trick Anna into letting me go to my father's house. With what I had planned, I believed it would work.When evening came, I went to the bathroom to freshen up and then headed to my closet to get dressed.I spent more than half an hour in my closet, overwhelmed by the sea of clothes, thanks to Madam Eliza and Madam Cruz. They had completely overhauled my wardrobe after dressing me for the family dinner with Andrew a few days ago, replacing my 'rags' with high-end designer clothes. As I sifted through the options, I struggled to pick one outfit. Finally, I grabbed what seemed like the most ordinary T-shirt and threw it on, ready to head out. Little did I realize, this seemingly simple T-shirt was actually the latest model from a top designer's new collection.As I headed toward the door, Anna appeared, as expected. Sometimes, I wondered if she and Alfred had secret doors
Andrew's POV "Not now, Anna," I quickly said and hung up the call. I couldn't afford any distractions at this crucial moment, not when I was about to catch Alfred red-handed. "Can you move a bit faster, Kane? Time is of the essence." "Yes, Master," Kane replied, stepping on the accelerator. Anxiously, I started tapping my fingers on my legs, unsure of what to expect when we arrived. Finally, we reached our destination, Kane parked three blocks away from the building where Zane had reported seeing Alfred enter earlier. "Tell the guys to secure the perimeter of that building. No one enters or leaves, do you understand?" I instructed Kane. "Yes, Master," he answered and started placing a call to the team. As we approached the building, I spotted Zane outside a coffee shop opposite the building. Dressed in a flowery shirt, black pants, and a black hat, he looked like any regular person enjoying his coffee, not a bodyguard on duty. He nodded at me and pointed in the dire
Alfred's POVI took a deep breath to push away the painful memories that flooded my mind and began to tell our story.“Elizabeth and I were a couple years ago, if it hadn't being what happened one night, we were supposed to get married, have beautiful kids, live normal lives just as we had planned and envisioned.”The atmosphere was eerily silent, and Elizabeth’s grip on my hand tightened. She was still nervous about Andrew and his men, so I gently stroked her hand to comfort her and continued.“Elizabeth and I had been seeing each other in secret. Her family wouldn't allow us to meet at night since we weren’t married. One night, while waiting for her by the river, I heard cries for help. I ran and found her cousin with scattered hair and torn clothes, so I rescued her and took her home. The next morning, I was dragged from my house by her cousin's angry family. They beat me in the square, calling me a rapist. I was stunned, unable to say a word in my defense. To escape their fury, my
Sheila's POVFew hours earlier…."Wait outside for me, I won't take long," I instructed Chris, the bodyguard Anna had assigned to me.When I arrived at my father's house, I knocked on the front door. To my surprise, Fiona opened the door herself instead of one of the maids.“Sheila, I'm glad you made it. Come in,” she said with a smile, stepping aside to let me in. She glanced outside, and her warm welcome quickly turned into a scowl.“I thought I told you not to bring any bodyguards; your father isn't comfortable around them,” she complained.“He’ll wait outside; Father doesn't need to see him,” I reassured Fiona, who still looked a bit doubtful.I walked in and asked, “Where is Father? Is he in his study?”“Your father isn’t back from the office yet; he’s running a bit late today,” Fiona explained. “Since you’re here, let me get you a drink.”“Oh, you don’t have to; I’m fine.”“Nonsense! I’ll get you one right away,” Fiona insisted, and she went off to get it.I was puzzled by Fiona
Phoebe’s POV"Has she passed out?" I asked my mom when I saw Sheila lying unconscious on the floor. Sheila was really dumb to trust my mom and come here."Not yet, but the drug is starting to work gradually on her. Soon, she'll completely pass out.""But how did you manage to drug her, Mom? I mean, didn't she switch the drinks?”Mom chuckled and smiled proudly. "I'm more experienced with this kind of thing. I knew Sheila would be suspicious and try to switch our drinks, so I planned ahead.""What did you do?" I asked, curious.Mom smiled slyly, raising her hand in front of my eyes and shaking it. I rolled my eyes, thinking she was showing off her manicure. Wait a minute…..nails! Then I noticed the strange white color on the nail of her right index finger under the sunlight.I burst out laughing. So that was how she did it. How could Sheila, that bitch, not have thought that the powder would be hidden in Mom's nails? Even though she thought she was being careful, she wouldn't have thou
Few hours earlier Phoebe's POV"What took you so long? What's your problem? I-""It's fine. He's here now, so let's just do what we came for," Mom interrupted me and took Alan into the room where Sheila was.Alan saw Sheila and smiled slyly. "Hello, Sheila." When he saw she wasn't moving, he went closer and touched her, exclaiming, "You drugged her?""Keep your voice down! What's wrong with you?" I snapped at him."But I told you I could handle her. You didn't need to drug her. Sheila is very much in love with me and will do whatever I want."I rolled my eyes as he kept bragging about how he had Sheila wrapped around his finger and didn't need to drug her to achieve his aim."Enough! I've heard enough of your bragging," I cut him off. "Just carry her through the backdoor and take her to the guest house. I sent you the address earlier. I've paid for everything there, so you don't have to worry about any expenses. Take her purse with you and make sure you capture every angle well. This
Andrew's POVI stormed out of the apartment, leaving Alfred and Elizabeth inside, and called Anna immediately. What exactly was going on right now? I got into the car and told the driver to head to the house while waiting for Anna to answer the call."Anna, I don't understand the message you just sent me. What do you mean by Sheila might be in trouble? Did someone break into the house? Where is Sheila? Is she safe? Talk to me!"I asked all the questions in my mind at once when she answered, worried about Sheila's safety. The mansion had top security guards from all over the country, so how did someone still break in?"Master, please calm down. No one broke into the house. Everything is okay here at the mansion," Anna replied calmly.I heaved a sigh of relief and then asked in confusion, "Then what did you mean in the message you just sent me? In fact, go and give Sheila the phone. I want to speak with her.""She's not at home, Master. I thought you knew?" she answered, equally soundin
Sheila's POV“Wake up, Sheila!”Where was I? And why was everything so dark that I couldn't see anything?“Wake up, Sheila!!”Where was this voice coming from? It sounded like my voice... how could I possibly be hearing my own voice? Was I dreaming or something?“Wake up, Sheila!!!”The voice yelled louder this time in my head, jolting me awake.Where was I?I felt the cold, chilly wind against my skin, making me shudder. I tried to open my eyes, but they were so blurry that I could barely keep them open.Where exactly was I?I could smell rain coming from outside and a disgusting nicotine odor that made me nauseous, coming from the room. I was in a room, right? But how did I get here?“Okay, this camera is ready. I just need to set the second one and get this done once and for all.”I heard a male voice from the room, which instantly caused me to panic. Who was in here with me? I tried to speak, but my throat was too parched to say a word. I looked around and noticed I was in an unfa