Franklin Howard;Stepping into the living room, I heard Mrs. Agnes Jackson shouting at her husband while seated on the couch, hugging Amelia to her chest.Amelia was crying like a baby, and her mother was rubbing her head and comforting her."Natalie is an adult. How dare that daughter of a prostitute flog my daughter like this! I will kill her myself, Liam, if you dare grant that bitch bail. Look at our daughter! Natalie has always been jealous of Amelia because Amelia is prettier than her. She snatched Amelia's boyfriend, knowing that Amelia and Franklin were dating. She stole him and drugged him, just like the prostitute her mother was. And you're telling me that you want to release her?" Mrs. Agnes growled. I gulped."Amelia was at fault for going to see them," Mr. Liam interjected."When has visiting your half-sister and her brother-in-law become a crime?!" I heard Mrs. Jackson's voice booming in the living room as she shouted at her husband, who stood silently again, lost in his
Frank Howard:I put my phone back into my trouser pocket and looked at Mr. Liam Jackson as he asked me, "Who do you suspect as the person who drugged you, Franklin? You have been married to Natalie for three years. I understand that you and Natalie have marital issues, but that’s not why she would stoop so low as to drug you. Or do you not have sex while living together as a couple?"I was silent as I listened to Mr. Liam’s questions. Indeed, ever since I got married to Natalie, we hadn’t had sex, and there were rumors in our family circles. They believed that either I or Natalie was infertile, which is why we didn’t have any children yet.I gulped and looked away, not wanting to meet Mr. Liam's gaze. I didn’t know if he liked Natalie, but I was sure his wife hated my wife with a passion."Franklin, you haven’t said anything yet. I am trying to understand who drugged you. When you went out with Amelia yesterday, did you both drink?" Mr. Liam asked again."Well, yes, sir. We did. I don’
Franklin Howard:I immediately answered the call. "Hello, Amelia.""Hi, Frank. Please, I am so sorry about how my mother reacted when she saw you," Amelia said, sounding sober."It's okay. You don't have to apologize to me. I apologize for what Natalie did to you," I replied."It's alright, Frank. Can we hang out? I want to see you," Amelia asked, and I replied, "No. I don't think we can hang out for now. Your father warned me to stay away from you and your brothers.""Why? But I'm not a kid, and I can decide who I want to hang out with," Amelia said, and I sighed. Looking at the front of the restaurant, I told her, "I will call you back later. I want to check on someone right now. And please, you should try to forgive Natalie and get her out of the police station.""No, Frank!" Amelia shouted. "I'm not going to release Natalie for now. She has to go to jail. Is it because you weren't the one she hurt? Didn't you see how she bruised my skin? All you care about is for me to release her.
Franklin Howard;My anger boiled as I looked at the three police officers who were indirectly accusing me of trying to poison my wife. I couldn't blame them, so I picked up the spoon and ate the meal, ensuring to take bites from the top, center, and bottom to show them that the food wasn’t poisoned.I knew that Natalie had no one, and it was only right that I cared for her. Although, I didn’t even know if the police had already gotten her something to eat."That's fine. Pack it up," the first officer said, and I shut the meal cover and packed it away.I’m a billionaire CEO, but I hadn’t dressed elegantly for these officers to know that. I had to obey them, or they wouldn’t let me see Natalie."Come with me," the officer instructed as he stepped out from behind his counter. He led me to the cell where Natalie was locked up with two other women, and she was sleeping on the floor.My fist clenched as I saw my wife sleeping on the hard floor."Officer, open this door and get my wife out!"
Amelia Jackson;I wasn't happy with my father's request for me to let the matter lie low to avoid dragging our family name into the mud.For Christ's sake, I was the one who was supposed to marry Frank, not that ugly, short dwarf.Well, my sister isn't a dwarf. She's just short and about my shoulder height, but she's beautiful. She's a stunning brown-skinned woman, and I hadn't seen anyone as pretty as her, even in her loose-fitting clothes.Natalie has dimples on her chubby cheeks. She has long hair and brown sparkling eyes. She's just charming, and I was irritated that night when I saw Frank looking at her.I thought of it as an opportunity to set Natalie up with any available man at my father's event, but I didn’t expect the man to be Frank. There were many guests present, and at the table where Natalie sat alone in her red dress, drinking from her glass, I had the entire bottle of drink spiked with a sex pill, hoping to catch her and her companion in the act.However, the moment I
Amelia Jackson. "What do you want?" I asked James as I allowed him to enter my room. He smiled and moved away from the door as I stood beside it and looked at him. "How are you doing? Did you go to see Natalie at the police station?" He asked me. "No. Why should I?" I inquired, just as I wrapped my hands around my chest and looked at him. "Amelia, I know that you and Natalie have been having issues, but she's your sister and..." I cut James off, not caring that he's my oldest brother. "Don't give me that crap, James! Natalie isn't my sister. The daughter of a prostitute, no way! If she wasn't born or a part of this family in any way, I should have been Frank's wife. I hate that bitch, and don't you dare speak to me about Amelia." James slapped me on my left cheek, taking me by surprise as my left hand flew to my cheek, and I looked at him with tears-filled eyes. "Don't you dare call Natalie a bitch again, Amelia. What has gotten wrong with you? You told us yesterday tha
Natalie Jackson! I was preparing to sleep in the police cell unit that I was kept in after I finished eating the meal that Franklin had brought. His reaction surprised me because I hadn't expected him to be so possessive. I still wanted to divorce him, so I tried not to think too deeply about his public reaction. I believe Franklin was trying to protect his public image. As the CEO of HW Global, it’s important for him to back me up, knowing that once the matter gets to court, he would be dragged into the mess that he and Amelia had started. A policeman came to my cell unit and ordered me to come out. "You have been granted bail. You can go home," he said, taking me by surprise. "Excuse me, officer. Who granted me bail? I was informed that I would be going to jail this morning," I told him and saw the man's brows furrow. "Do you prefer to sleep in this cell, Madam? I just informed you that you're free to go, and you're asking me questions," he scolded me. I smiled as I walked out
Natalie Jackson. I wanted to stop the security man from calling Frank, so I quickly said, "No, don't call him. Are you insinuating that I'm lying to you about my husband? Open the gate, I'm going out now." I grabbed my box and left the mansion grounds, not waiting for the security man to contact Frank. I knew that Frank wouldn't allow me to leave his house. As I walked onto the estate street, the cold weather made me shiver. I wrapped the shirt I was wearing properly around me and wondered which hotel I could lodge in for tonight until I managed to rent an affordable apartment. I thought about the fact that I didn't even have friends because I was mostly indoors, watching movies. I didn't have the time to relate with anyone except for the people I usually purchased groceries from at the market. Sighing, I dragged my box along with me, walking up to the estate gate. It was already night and getting a taxi to take me to my destination wasn't easy, so I kept on walking, hoping that a
**Natalie's POV**After I finished my bath, I dressed in a red top and black flared skirt, paired with my black sandals. I hurriedly grabbed my debit card and phone, placed them in my purse, and rushed to the market to buy all the ingredients I needed to prepare the delicious meal I wanted to take to the company for my husband.The market wasn't far, and luckily, I got a cab that took me there. I paid for both the ride there and back, returning home on time. I made a pot of yam and eggs since there was still time until lunch break.Franklin had already called me and told me he would be in a meeting when he asked if I was coming to his company. I smiled and told him yes after finishing cooking and seeing his missed calls. I was excited, so I wrapped up my arrangements, feeling eager to go to H.W. Global in my new car. However, since I hadn’t learned how to drive yet, I booked an Uber and recalled that Amelia had given me a birthday present the previous weekend. I hurried back to th
Amelia's POVIt's been 6 weeks plus since I had an affair with Michael. Although I tried to reach out to him, he had blocked my number, clearly not interested in speaking with me.I couldn't forget our intimate night, and I thought of how to get his attention again.I had wanted to use my father, but it didn't work out, and I didn't want my brothers to get mad at me if they found out the truth that I was the one who had flung myself at Michael just because he wanted to get Natalie's number.I tried to reach out to Gloria, but she was totally avoiding me, and I didn't understand why.The last time I came across her salon, she sent me out and embarrassed me.I couldn't understand what I did to her, but I was determined to get her brother whether Gloria liked me or not.I came hovering around Franklin's office, wanting to ask him about Michael's company.Michael had placed tight security on me, not to let me into his house, and I knew he was still interested in Natalie. If Natalie was th
**Franklin Howard**I arrived at H.W. Global at 8 AM and went to my office on the third floor. I received the report for the press meeting that we had at noon, due to my one-month absence from the company.I had completely forgotten that Amelia still worked here, and seeing her hovering around my secretary's door, I frowned as she greeted me, smiling bashfully. I recalled that Natalie had told me Amelia was up to something mischievous, but I didn't care to know."Good morning, CEO Franklin," Amelia greeted me with a wide grin on her pretty fair face. She wore a white shirt, a black skirt, and silver shoes. Her blonde hair was let loose, and she looked beautiful."Morning. What do you want here?" I asked her, not smiling, as my secretary, Ms. Mary Elliott, rose from her chair and greeted me too. "Morning, sir.""Morning, Mary. Prepare the files for all the appointments I have today," I instructed her, noting she was dressed in the same style as Amelia."Okay, sir," Mary settled back
**Natalie’s POV**I woke up the next morning and found myself still in bed. It was a bright Monday morning, and I knew that Franklin was finally going to work. The weekend had been splendid, and he had tried his best to make me feel better.As I carefully crawled out of the vast bed, the sound of water running in the bathroom caught my attention. I knew that Franklin was in there taking a bath, so I went to the closet to grab an outfit to wear.The time was past 7 AM, and my mind wandered back to the events of the weekend—Franklin getting me a new car on our return trip, and the fact that it was my birthday. He confessed his love for me and asked me not to leave him.I decided to stop worrying about anything else, including our inability to have a child. I believe that a child will come to us soon. So I carefully took a nightdress and put it on to go downstairs and prepare my husband’s breakfast like the good wife that I was.As I stepped out of the closet and got dressed, Franklin wa
**Franklin's POV:**Inside Doctor Famous's office, I watched him examine my wife while asking her a few questions. His lab assistant came in and drew her blood into a test tube."When was the last time you saw your menstrual cycle?" he asked her after checking her body."This week," Natalie replied, her head lowered, and Dr. Famous smiled."It's alright. Everything will be fine," he assured her, but her face fell as she watched him finish his physical examination."Doctor, is it possible to be pregnant and menstruating at the same time?" Natalie asked, and he shrugged."In some cases, but it's a rare occurrence. You shouldn't worry about being pregnant, madam. Pregnancy comes on its own," he assured her, typing on his laptop, but Natalie wasn’t happy."Doctor, we should wait for the test report. I just want to find out if I am pregnant," she said, as if being pregnant were the only way to make me love her and not divorce her."You will. How about the last supplements I prescribed to y
**Franklin Howard:**I wasn't pleased with the fact that Michael came to my house the previous night and brought a birthday present for my wife. Although Natalie told me it was nothing and that I should forgive Michael and be friends with him, I couldn't be friendly with a man who lusted after my wife. I was sure many other men in my position wouldn't want to get close to someone who openly gawked at their partner.Wesley arrived with the two women to take care of sweeping and mopping my mansion to make it look neat. It’s not like Natalie wasn't doing that before, but I decided to treat her right. Since I had the money to pay for the househelp, getting someone wasn’t a big deal. However, Natalie chose the two women.They finished sweeping the entire mansion, but when Natalie came to inform me that she wanted to go to the hospital to see Dr. Famous, I decided to follow her."Ma'am, you’re done with your job for today. My wife and I will be going out," I said to one of the two women, na
**Natalie's POV.**It was nighttime, the weather had turned dark, and the estate road was deserted, with only a few passersby.As I stepped out of the gate, I saw Michael standing beside his car—a black car."Hi, good evening," I greeted him as I walked up gently to meet him."Evening, Natalie. Happy birthday to you," he replied, looking genuinely happy to see me as his dark eyes held mine. He wore a crisp white shirt and black trousers, paired with black sandals. He was also holding a white plastic bag as I approached him to accept his gift."I couldn't wait until tomorrow to present this to you. I saw the videos Franklin posted and knew you were back," he said as I reached him and accepted his gift."Thank you, but you shouldn't have stressed about coming here at this hour. It's getting late," I said, knowing the clock had passed 10 PM."I wouldn't mind coming here at 11 PM or midnight to present my gift to you. But I’m glad to see that Franklin is taking good care of you," he said,
**Natalie's POV:**I immediately recoiled from Amelia’s hug, unable to suppress my irritation."Stand back," I said to her, then immediately looked at our father. "Good evening, Dad.""Natalie, how are you doing?" Dad asked, while Amelia frowned and moved back to meet our father."I am fine, Dad. Nice to see you both," I forced out my response, and Dad smiled at me."I am glad to see that Franklin is taking good care of you. It’s actually your birthday, and I told Amelia to join me in seeing you. We brought a present for you too," Dad said, waving over to the white plastic bag he was holding for Amelia to give to me.Amelia marched up to the center table and dropped the bag there. "Happy birthday to you, Natalie," she said, smiling, but I frowned, looking at her.*What does she want that made her look so happy?* I was lost in thought and didn't hear what my father said."Natalie, you should try to calm down so that you can conceive and give your husband children. Getting angry with Am
**Natalie's POV**I jumped up in joy and rushed to unlock the car. "Are you serious, babe? Is this car really for me?" I asked my husband in disbelief, as I couldn't believe my ears."Yes. It's pretty—a brand-new Mercedes Benz GLC. It's all for you, my love," Franklin said, and I was so happy."Oh my goodness!" I rushed to envelope him in a tight, warm hug."Thank you so much, my sweetheart. I wasn't expecting this lovely present," I said to him, and he grinned."You don't have to thank me. Don't worry; I will get you more lovely presents, okay?" Franklin told me as he held me closer and sealed his lips on mine."Can I start the car?" I asked him as a wave of excitement washed over me. I was so happy, yet nervous. I hadn't been to a driving school, but I just wanted to sit my butt in the car and start it."Yes, you can. But don’t drive it. I’m sure you don’t have any driving experience," Franklin said, and I grinned.As I accepted the car key, I opened the car door and sat inside. Fra