Billionaire's Broken Trust

NATALIE: "Ah!" Amelia cried out like the drama queen that she was, and Franklin rushed downstairs to meet her. "What did you do to her?" Franklin growled at me as he softly helped Amelia up. I hadn't even pushed Amelia with force; I only wanted to drag her out. And because she saw Franklin rushing downstairs to meet us, she faked it as if she were hurt. "Franklin, your wife—I mean, Natalie—bit me just now and pushed me away," Amelia held her arm and sobbed as she got up from the floor. Franklin looked at me angrily and spat, "I cannot believe that you would do this to your only sister. You're not even the legitimate daughter of Mr. Liam, and yet you cannot treat your sister right. Come, Amy; let's go out to eat and let her eat her food alone." Tears welled up in my eyes as I stood watching them. It was Saturday, and Franklin doesn't go to work on Saturdays or Sundays. I sobbed, wanting to stop them, and I went outside just in time to see Franklin getting into his black car after

FRANKLIN: "Okay," Amelia replied, and we started eating the chicken pepper soup that the waiter had earlier served us. We didn't speak to each other while eating, as the pepper soup was spicy. After we finished and had a few drinks, I began to feel a light headache. I smiled at Amelia and told her, "I have to go home now. How about we meet up tomorrow, Sunday? Do you go to church?" "Um, yes, Franklin. But I would like to have some time with you today. You know, just you and I," Amelia touched my hand, and I quickly withdrew it, understanding what she wanted. "No, we cannot do anything silly for now. I'm still married to your sister, and my family isn't aware that I want to divorce her now," I told Amelia, as I was beginning to sweat despite the air conditioning unit in the private parlor. Amelia frowned and tried to touch me again, saying, "No one would know, Franklin. I have always wanted you, and now that I'm back, we will be together, and you will send Natalie away." I wanted

[Natalie's POV] I rushed downstairs to the living room of our enormous mansion, holding my phone. Then I unlocked the screen and swiftly placed a call to Dr. Famous Joseph. He was our family doctor, and since I got married to Franklin, Dr. Famous had been the one coming to treat me or Franklin whenever we fell sick. Franklin hardly visited the hospital, so he invited Dr. Famous sometimes. I was scared of anything happening to my husband. Even though I knew Franklin didn't like me that much, it hadn't gotten to the point of me wishing him death. The day was bright and sunny, being Sunday, and the phone call went through. "Hello, Doc." "Yes, good morning—who is this?" Dr. Famous asked me, taking me by surprise that he didn't have my phone number stored on his phone. "Doc, I'm Mr. Franklin Howard's wife. Please, there is an emergency at our home. Franklin came home last night acting drunk, and I don't know what happened to him. He's unconscious and hasn't woken up. Please, can you c

[Natalie's POV] I stood aside, looking from my husband to my sister as Franklin asked her if she was alright. "No, Franklin. Allow me to go home. Natalie must rot in jail today!" Amelia sobbed, and Franklin tried to speak to her, urging her not to leave our house, but she refused. "I'm a model, Franklin! Look at what your stupid wife did to me!" Amelia turned her hands for Franklin to see the bruises had caused. "Natalie flogged me just because I came here to visit you guys," Amelia sobbed. "Did I invite you? Leave here, you bìtch, and go back to our father's house. Aren't you ashamed of yourself for lusting after your sister's husband? Are we on good terms that you would claim you came here to visit us? Do I need your stupid visit?!" I yelled at Amelia, and her eyes narrowed at me. "You won't get away with this, Natalie! Get ready to rot in jail!" Amelia cried and got into her car, slamming the door before driving off. I was satisfied that I had disciplined Amelia as I wondere

Franklin Howard: I wasn't happy that Amelia would call the police on Natalie. For heaven's sake, Natalie was still my wife, and her being in police custody would drag my name into the public knowledge, as Amelia was a public figure here and many fans now wanted to know who harassed her. Amelia had gone to call her father, and Mr. Liam Jackson wasted no time and ordered Natalie to be locked up. His wife supported him and pressed more charges against Natalie, as they said Natalie was evil and always against Amelia. They said that was how Natalie used to attack Amelia before, and the officers should ensure to teach Natalie a great lesson that she wouldn't forget. I couldn't believe that Natalie's father would support Amelia over Natalie. He didn't even call Natalie on the phone or request to speak with her. He just jumped to the conclusion that Natalie was evil and that she had always hated Amelia and wanted to get rid of her. I was enraged as I drove out of the police station, enrage