PRISCILLA’S POVIn my car, I thought of the things I'd say to Sylvester. I mean, it's been a while and I surely hadn't expected to run into him at a mall. I wanted to go home badly but I couldn't because my conscience won't stop hammering it to me that I owe him something for clearing my bills. I glanced around the road, in search of a Cafe that could do well for a lunch meeting and glanced at my phone to check the time. After a while of scanning the area, I finally found one and signaled to Sylvester to take the route I was taking. Five minutes after leaving the mall, we both stepped out of our cars with smiles on our faces. I took the time to scrutinize Sylvester facial features and just like always, he looked like he just stepped out of his closet. He held the door open for me as we walked into the restaurant and my eyes instantly went to a table in the corner of the restaurant. For some reason, I found myself considering what would happen if Brent or his friends found me with a
BRENT’S POVI huffed angrily while holding the kids' hands to the car. I finally got to get Avery to stop crying and I hated the fact that I couldn't do anything to the kid who bullied her but I was going to make sure it never happened again. Aiden suggested that we returned to their home immediately since Avery had gone quiet and the trip had become boring. I couldn't agree more and I secretly despised myself for being unable to give them a good day, all through. The ride wasn't silent, leaving us all to our thoughts. I wondered what it would be like if I had to take care of the two of them for five years on my own. Surely, I won't remain the same, my mental health would probably be in the bin. I considered Priscilla strong for being able to take care of the two of them as babies on her own whilst still dealing with the heartbreak I'd dished her unjustly. My mind drifted back to that day and refreshed it like it was just yesterday when I called her all sorts of unsavory names whil
PRISCILLA’S POVOh God! I should've known! I found myself regretting it after listening to Aiden’s account of what happened at the park. Avery didn't say anything, probably because she felt bad for Brent but he still was the adult and should've remained in charge. I can't believe I let him take them out just once and he screwed up the entire thing. What if she had gotten into a bigger accident? What if she was being bullied? I pushed back the tears that threatened to spill because I couldn't let the kids see me crying. After applying first aid on her bruise, I ushered them upstairs but not without letting them say their goodbyes to Brent, because it would surely be a while before they get to go out with him like this again. He gave me an apologetic look after they left but that wasn't going to solve anything, in fact, it made things worse. The fact that he knew he should've been on his guards around them and failed to do so was just disappointing. I pulled him to the kitchen to pour
PAMELA’S POVUgh! This stinks as hell! I covered my nose as the stench of the abandoned house filled my nose and for the hundredth time, I cursed that bitch for taking my life away from me. Goodness! How did I end up here in the first place? I glanced around my environment and boy, was I irritated? That would be an understatement. There's so much to do yet the only thing I wanted was to lay in Brent's arms all day. I was contemplating leaving the house like this for a while until a big perched on my neck and buzzed in my ear, causing me to scream and fall over dome of the other dirty, nasty and smelly things. Uh uh, no, I can't leave it this way. I packed my luggage to a corner that was barely affected by the dirt in the house. After that, I proceeded to clean the house as much as I could. Everything was dirty and filled with the stench of loneliness and abandonment. The cushion had molds all over it while the center table and fan were covered in dust. I noticed a spider's web in
PRISCILLA’S POVDid I lash out at him too much? Was I overreacting? Do I call him to apologize? I played with these thoughts as I tossed and turned around in my bed, unable to sleep. The image of the crestfallen look on my children's face reappeared in my head and I just couldn't get it out. I mean, it was just a bruise but I overreacted and ruined everything we had going on. “Ugh, Priscilla, such a nice way to ruin something beautiful.” I groaned and turned again. My thoughts won't let me fall asleep so I picked up my phone to scroll through the internet for a while and surprisingly, I found a text from Sylvester. I was hesitant to open it, considering how things went today but I had to take my mind off Brent so I opened the text. “Hi, Priscilla. It was really nice seeing your beautiful face today. I must say you look good, even better than before and it amazes me how you manage to maintain such beauty. Anyways, I'll be really happy if we can fix a quick day for our date. I have t
BRENT’S POV“Sir, your meeting with the president has been scheduled for this morning. Other plans on your appointment have been shifted to this after non, including the one with the executive board.” My assistant rolled out while I prepared for work in the morning. I took notes of everything to do but Priscilla's furious face won't stop appearing in my head. I know I made a mistake by not watching over the kids properly but she was overreacting and making it seem like she had to walk on eggshells around me whenever it comes to taking care of the kids. They're my kids as well and I should be given the opportunity to learn how to take care of them but how do I do that if she keeps monitoring and hovering around me like I'm some two years old who has no idea of his left hand to his right. I picked up my Rolex wristwatch from the catalogue and strapped it on. “Make the meeting with the president as brief as possible, I have more important things to do in the afternoon.” I said to my a
After several days of planning and scheming, Pamela finally decided she was ready to go pay a visit to Brent at the company. She fussed all over her body and dressing as she made sure to expose her cleavage, thighs and applied excess makeup on her face. To her, Brent had always been attracted to her and this time, there's no doubt he'll fall for her flat. However, she chose the wrong time. BRENT’S POVIt took a while to get to the cake shop but when we did, I made sure to make a careful selection of what I'd be buying for the twins. “I'll take this one and that one.” I said, pointing at a red and brown cake. The lady attending to me had her face stuck in a pad but I didn't care, as long as she got my order out correctly. “Okay sir. I'll have them packed for you in a minute.” She said going behind the counter. “Wait, you're going to give me these already made cakes?” I asked in confusion and she nodded like I'd said something weird. “Yes, definitely. Is there a problem?” I could t
Despite acting like she didn't care, Priscilla was fuming and raging inside, especially as the scene she walked in on in Brent's office wouldn't stop repaying in her head. Enraged was an understatement for what she felt, buttered was more like it. She wasn't expecting Brent to be loyal to her but seeing him with the same woman who broke their marriage the first time, hurt her. She'd gone to his office to give him a copy of the twins' itinerary since she thought it'll be good for them to spend more time together but she would never have expected what she saw. Priscilla's pov I had no idea why tears were stinging in my eyes as I walked out of the sensory door. Back in the elevator, it took me extreme self control to not yell and break down in his presence. I staggered to my car, making sure to act like I was fine but deep down, I wasn't. I was hurt, angry, enraged but there was nothing I could do about it and knowing that, hurt me more than the action itself. I went into my car and
PRISCILLA’S POVI wanted to insist on having Brent drive home with us first before going into the office but I couldn't bring myself to say the words. I didn't want to stop him from doing his job while being a family man so as he left the car, I took a deep gulp, bracing myself ahead for whatever it was I'd encounter at his home. “Mummy, when is daddy coming back?” Aiden asked with an innocent smile. “Soon, honey, your dad should be back soon, he just has to attend to something at work.” I responded. The rest of the drive was filled with laughter from the kids while I remained silent and drowned in my thoughts. When we got to the house, I could see the surprise in the faces of the staff. They all stared at us as though we were the newest discovery in the world. “Mum, why are they looking at us?” Avery signed and I smiled. “They're just surprised to see you both.” I answered, wishing they'd all return to doing their jobs and not gawk at my kids. “Oh, I think that's because we've
BRENT’S POV“Dad, are we leaving today?” Aiden asked as Priscilla packed their things into a bag. I'd asked to help out but she refused, insisting that she wasn't disabled. “Yes, kiddo. You're going home.” I responded and he grinned, turning back to the device with his sister. Priscilla suddenly looked back at me as she stopped packing for a minute, her eyes roamed around the room as she processed what to say. “Now that I think of it, you don't think we can all return back to my place, do you? I mean, I haven't seen the damages done yet but then something tells me it's pretty bad and I might have to do a bit of cleaning up, is that right?” She asked. “That's right. The house looks a bit nasty and I've been trying to get it cleaned but Evelyn keeps insisting that the cleaning company would go at a later date. Maybe I should call to check in on the progress again.” I suggested starting to pull my phone out when she stopped me. “No, no, it's fine. You've done so much for us already
SYLVESTER’S POV“You'll kill yourself at this rate if you keep on gulping down the entire bottle.” I heard mum's voice behind me and almost jumped from my seat. My eyes widened when I saw her in the living room, staring at me as though it was normal for an old woman to be awake in the middle of the night. I was frightened but I managed to hide it so she wouldn't prey on my fear. “Mum, what are you doing awake?” I asked as though I hadn't almost lost my mind a few minutes ago. She stared at me with some sort of scorn in her eyes until she almost walked out of my view. She ignored my question and picked up a bottle of whiskey and poured it into a glass for herself. I saw her raise the glass to her mouth and my brain clicked immediately. “Mum, stop, you shouldn't be taking that. No, I can't let you do that.” I countered, forcing her to finally pay some attention to me. “Even your father cannot stop me from drinking, what do you think you can do?” Mum has always been frightening, not
BRENT’S POV“Can you schedule the meeting for the next two days? My wife and kids are at the hospital and I have to be there with them.” I said to Evelyn in the car as we rode to the office. I hadn't planned to go in for work today but an emergency came up and I had to pop in almost immediately. I'd called Priscilla before leaving home so she'd know I wouldn't be back at the hospital any time soon. “Sir, that will cost us a lot. We have a brand reputation to uphold before this people and rescheduling would only ruin that.” She responded with her face glued to the laptop screen. “Sometimes you act like my mother.” I uttered but loud enough for her to hear. She glanced at me and let out a smile. “There has to be someone to keep you in check and thankfully, you have me.” I sensed the pride in her voice and laughed.We were getting close to the office but my thoughts kept circling back to how I'd almost lost my family a few days ago. If I hadn't been quick enough, I'd probably be home
PRISCILLA’S POV“You're recovering really fast, ma’am. I guess the kids got the good genes from you.” The doctor said, smiling as she looked over my chart. I no longer had the oxygen and others connected to me. According to the doctors, my progress was quite surprising. Brent got the kids and me a VIP room so we won't have to be uncomfortable when sharing the space with others and I couldn't have been more grateful for it. “You should be discharged today, if you'd like to but if not, you can let us know when you're ready to leave and we'll get you the papers.” She added and I could feel my cheeks hurting from how hard I was smiling. There surely were advantages to being a wealthy person, the treatment just hits different. The kids had fallen asleep not quite long before their father left and they were still fast asleep so I just glanced at them and back at the doctor. “Can we go home together today?” I asked but the doctor nodded negatively. “No, I mean you can go home with Aid
PAMELA’S POV“I told you the plan would work. You should try believing in me if we're going to work together.” I said to Jack over the phone. He snorted a response and I chuckled. I glanced at the television and view of Brent's house playing on the TV screen. Every nook and cranny of the house, each displaying on the screen without obstruction. “Girl, you're such a genius.” I said to myself, pouring another glass of wine. “Well, I must say you did well but we cannot rest on our oars now, we need to get more strikes in.” He said despite the disapproval in his tone. “I know but we're going to have to wait for a chance to slip in. It'll be suspicious if we just go in now.” I cautioned him. “Fine, I'll wait until you're ready.” He said, about to end the call but I had a question for him. “Jack.” I called but got no response. “I know we just started working together and all but I need you to be truthful with me and I promise I'll keep your secret.” I added. “I have no secret for you
BRENT’S POVI drove to the house as fast as I could so I'd be able to get back to my family as fast as possible. When I caught Pamela lurking in my house the last time, I was pretty much surprised to find her there. I'd never expected that the intruder would be a lady, talk more of a lady with excess plastic surgery. The bullet didn't lodge in her body but only caused a grazing over her skin. She begged that I let her go and when I asked why she was in my house in the first place, she couldn't come up with a cogent reason so I had her locked away in my basement which doubled as a torture room. All my houses both in and outside the country have a basement like that and Claire's boyfriend was trapped in one of those. When I got to the house, it was empty like I'd expected and got a minute, I imagined what it would be like if my complete family was here. The laughter of my kids, the giggles from my wife, the sound of pots scraping in the kitchen, the loud noise of the Television. It
SYLVESTER’S POV“Sylvester, please stop pacing around. You're making me feel lightheaded with your movements. I know you're angry but please sit.” Donna said to me and I sucked in my breath for the hundredth time. I slammed my hands on the table, causing some of the things on it to spill over. “Now you're just going to start creating a mess.” She sighed and picked up the fallen items. “Would you believe she did that to me? She's my woman yet she had them throw me out.” I rambled again and Donna sighed almost in frustration. “You knew she never liked you from the start, she only agreed to be with you for selfish reasons. None of this is your fault.” She tried to placate me but I was too angry, too bitter to care. “It's all his fault.” I suddenly muttered after coming to the realization of it. “What?” Donna's eyes exposed her confusion. “He's the one making her do this. She loves me, she'd never do that to me if he wasn't in the picture. I have to find a way to get rid of him.” I
BRENT’S POVI finally felt free. After that confession to her, it felt like my soul had been set free, her smile lightened up the room and we went to check up on the kids when they'd woken up. They were both excited to see their mother and I could see the joy and relief in her face as she hugged them both. In the past, I used to think people often did too much by acting like their kids were some sort of lifelines but after this incident, I realized why people held on to their kids like life. I couldn't imagine losing my two kids in a night, my life would totally be over.“Daddy, we miss you at the house.” Aiden suddenly spoke, drawing me back into their conversation. I smiled and ruffled his hair, they'd been taken out of the ER into a VIP room same as Priscilla because I made the request so they'd be comfortable. “I miss you both too.” I responded and Avery smiled deeply. My little girl. She'd been so startled to not have found their mother when she woke up that it took several mi