LOGINAUTHOR'S POVAna exhaled loudly as she stepped into Dennis’ ward and took her seat by his side. She brought out a book and began to read.Occasionally, she'd open up her phone to watch Justin sleep or play around the house while the nanny got busy or just snuggled in one of the sofas to read, keepi
AUTHOR'S POVSharon is found not guilty of direct involvement in Amie's death, but guilty of conspiracy. She was lucky enough to get a lighter sentence, a shorter jail term. Her attorney made sure of that and it was all thanks to her father.Despite how disappointed her father was in everything that
AUTHOR'S POV“Stop!” Her voice quivered as she yelled to the taxi driver.That was enough for Ana to return.“What have I done?” Her breath trembled as she threw the door open and hurried out of the taxi. Her hands trembled as she stumbled onto the pavement.“Dennis!" She yelled as her knees fell to
AUTHOR'S POVAfter Aiden heard those words, he did not think twice before he walked out of the courtroom.Sharon's heart broke as she watched Aiden storm out. Was he so repelled by her that he couldn't even stand to watch her trial? A tear rolled down her face and she quickly wiped it before her fat
AIDENOvertime, Amie's case garnered lots of media attention. Every news channel had a picture of the poor girl as they talked about her unfair death and how everyone responsible must be punished accordingly.In the midst of it all, the spotlight shifted from Amie to Sharon and I. Somehow, words had
DENNISAna got admitted to a mental health crisis center, and I spent most of my days there. Even though I try to equally share my time between work, Justin and Amie, I found myself spending the most time here.Work was going absolutely fine. I now made way more than I used to before I got duped, bu
Doris smiled triumphantly then called onto one 9f the maids, "Go to my room, there's a brown file on the desk. Bring it."I raise my brows, did she have this planned all along? Perhaps, she had intended to give me the shares whether or not I stay with her grandson. That made more sense because Doris
Doris and I walked out of the living under Rose and Mark's watchful gaze, feeling their scrutinizing eyes boring into us as the door closed behind us.Stepping out into the tranquil courtyard, we walked through the courtyard then into the garden. The garden cocooned us in its serene stillness. The o
The car screeched noisily on the tarred road and I felt myself slightly thrown forward as I suddenly stepped on the brake and the car came to an abrupt halt.I turned to my side to see Bella squatting in front of the Torres mansion's gate. What a pity, Bella couldn't get in without Mark's approval.
"Richie.""Ma'am Sydney." He called back and I couldn't stop the brief bitter chuckle that bubbled up my throat. Wasn't he plainly calling me Sydney the other day? Now what was the fuss with the whole ma'am?"Tell me, Richie, what would you gain by hiring an assassin disguised as a supplier to kill







