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
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 I watched as mum walked off and palmed my face in my hands. I couldn't believe I was gone for a minute and she broke into my house just to talk down on my wife and my kids. I glanced at Priscilla and the kids and they all looked visibly shaken. Avery was crying while Aiden just stared at my mother's retreating figure. Priscilla tried to console Avery and make her stop crying but she couldn't handle her tears either. I knew I had to do something because I couldn't watch my family get thrown into chaos by my mother. “Hey, hey, I'm sorry, I'm sorry about that. She's not always like that, I'm sorry baby.” I bent to meet the eye level of the kids and pulled them into a hug. Avery’s body had increased in temperature while Aiden’s was motionless. It took a while before I could get Avery to stop crying but she did eventually stop. As for Priscilla, she didn't say a word to me, neither did she move from her position. “Hey, are you okay? I'm so sorry about that, I di
PAMELA’S POV“Meet Evelyn. She's one of my informers in Brent's company. She's his assistant. You must be familiar with her.” Jack said as I stood opposite the brunette. Her eyes looked deadly but beyond that, I was surprised that she managed to keep her identity under cover while working with Brent. She looked too dangerous to even work with Jack. She didn't say a word but instead stared at Jack as though she was a military personnel waiting for orders. “I have a question.” I finally spoke up, being unable to hold it in. Jack glanced at me with a scornful look on his face but I couldn't care less. “How did you get to work for Brent? You don't look like someone that'll be an ich close to him.” I said and she scoffed without looking at me. “You seem to always forget your place here, Pamela. You both work for me, you're not friends. You have no right to ask anyone questions except me and I can choose to respond to you or not. This is your second strike, I won't warn you about the t
BRENT’S POVGetting the kids to sleep last night was a strenuous task, especially after I offered to do it since I wanted Priscilla to rest early for the day but little did I know what I was signing up for. If it wasn't a “How did you build this big house?”, it was a “How much money do you have?”, “Can you talk to our friends so they'll know we have a rich daddy?”, “Can we go to the park tomorrow?” At one point, I almost harbored the thought of waking Priscilla to get them asleep but watching her beautiful face and the serenity on it, I couldn't bring myself to do it. I was finally able to get them to sleep after hours of trying. The next morning when I woke up, I got hear the sound of water rushing in the bathroom. I looked around in confusion because I couldn't remember on time that I had my family over until I saw the footwears in the room. “This feels so good!” I muttered, rolling to the other side of the bed. My phone started ringing almost immediately and I groaned, knowing
PRISCILLA’S POV“What's going on Priscilla? What is the problem?” He asked for the umpteenth time, shaking me violently as he did. I tried to respond but I couldn't. The only thing in my head was the image of Pamela moaning his name and getting on top of him, the scene I'd walked on six years ago when he called me a liar and a cheat and the one I walked in on in his office. They all seemed to be playing in my head at the same time. As he tried to touch me, the only thing I could think of was him touching other women, especially Pamela. I felt like the scenes were playing in my head all at the same time. Few minutes later, I was finally able to get it out of my head and let out a deep sigh. “What was that? Are you okay?” Brent asked as soon he saw that I wasn't hyperventilating anymore. “I…I don't know, I think we should just keep things on a low for now. None of this intimacy stuff.” I said and he stared at me as though I was running out of my mind. “What? Talk to me, what's goi
BRENT’S POVAfter Priscilla returned from shopping with the kids last night, her mood had for some reason become sour. She barely talked to me or the kids, even. All she did was put the minor things they bought away and when I tried to ask what was wrong, she brushed me off with her signature response. “I'm fine, there's no problem.” “You know you have to talk to me when you get issues like this, I can't help you if you keep staying silent.” I'd said after sneaking up to her in the kitchen but she was still giving me a cold shoulder. I'd thought it was just me who did something to upset her but she was going all out on the kids too. She snapped at them at every slight inconvenience, leaving them teary or surprised. “Priscilla, you can't keep yelling at the kids because you're upset, just tell me what's going on, I'm sure we can find a way around it.” I told her after we'd managed to put the kids to bed. “It's fine, I'm just tired, I need to rest.” She withdrew her hands from min
BRENT’S POV“Okay, that's weird.” I said after Evelyn got her hold off me. She laughed gaiky at my words and it felt like I was really seeing her for the first time. “You look so happy.” I said to her as she held my hands in. “I know, it's been a while since I've had fun like this with all the people I love under a roof. Thanks for making me take the break and for coming too. Your presence means a lot to me.” She turned and hugged me again. I almost cringed at how much she was hugging me but I didn't want to make things awkward for her. I'd never seen her look so happy and judging by the way she was interacting with the people outside, it was safe to say this was the most fun she'd had in a while. “I must force her to take breaks at intervals now.” I thought to myself as we got in. “Oh, my wife asked me to give this to you as your birthday gift. You know I'm bad at shopping for women so she helped me pick out a gift for you.” I said, handing her the box I came with. Her face wa
Third person's povTwo days later.“Give a round of warm applause for the beauty and brains behind this show and awesome designs, Priscilla Sinclair!!” The master of ceremony announced and everyone in the hall both in New York and California rose to their feet with an outstanding ovation for her.Priscilla walked out onto the stage with tears at the brim of her eyes.Watching how much her work had succeeded made her emotional, especially as she had come so close to losing her life just a few days ago.She stared across the room to the crowd in attendance. Dignitaries, notable people from all walks of life, fashion icons from New York, California and beyond were standing, clapping and cheering for her beautiful work.The live show at California was airing through a big screen so the audience in both locations could see things getting done in real time.Journalists, fashion bloggers, lifestyle influences and members of the media were all present to witness one of the biggest fashion sho
BRENT’S POVThe minute she bolted for the guest bathroom, I knew I'd caught her red handed. She didn't seem to have suspected that I was aware but I was well informed about all of her plans. It took a while for me to accept that she could do such but I wasn't going to let my woman get hurt due to my assistant's psychotic behavior. “I need everything ready.” I said to the intercom before leaving the room. I headed to my security room to watch the spy camera installed in my room. Seeing how frantic she'd been while trying to get rid of the camera she installed in my room, I guessed that would keep her hooked for the time being while I got the rest of her punishment prepared. I was yet to decide what I would do to her but torture was definitely top on my list. No one messes with me and gets away with it. She rushed back into my room and started calling out for me. When she saw that I wasn't in, she proceeded to start viciously attacking the camera like I'd predicted. My hands clen
EVELYN’S POV “This is the last time I'll be saying it. You either take her or kill her. I don't care what you have to do, take her or kill her.” I instructed my men before leaving home. Something told me to do this, just in case things try to go out of proportion. “What are we to do when we take her, ma’am?” One of the men asked. “What else? Kill her, of course. Do you think I care if she lives? The goal is to have her dead and out of my way, so you'd better do your job well.” I said and dismissed them. “Where are you going in such a frenzy? Are you okay?” Ruby asked as I threw on some clothes. My heart was in pure panic but I couldn't let that reflect on my face. “I had to be at Brent's. There's something I can't let him find.” I responded, grabbing my car keys. I sped out of the house in my car with my hands trembling on the steering wheels. “You've got this, Eve. You've got it.” I muttered to myself. The minute I pulled up to Brent's house, I rushed in without parking p
PRISCILLA’S POVNo! No! No! This can't be! No!” I exclaimed in shock whilst staring at the pictures on my phone. When I opened the message at first, I thought it was a random mistake from a stranger but I found the video and my heart crumbled. Tears were already gushing out of my eyes while I held my hand over my mouth to prevent my cries from making it out. His face had pleasure all over it as she bounced on his throbbing member. “How could he do this to me?” I thought, still in shock. I recalled it to have happened on the night of Evelyn's party, which means he saw her at the party and hid it from me. More tears rushed out of my eyes as I skimmed through the pictures of the pregnancy test kits. It had blue lines, meaning she was pregnant with his baby. “How could you do this to me?” I cried silently and broke down to the floor. My body shook violently with tears. My vision was clouded by the tears rushing out of my eyes but I couldn't stop myself from staring at the pictures
PAMELA’S POVAfter the call with Brent, I felt heat rising up in every part of my body despite the air conditioning in the room. I paced around the room as worry and fear filled up my chest. I tried severally to reach Evelyn but her phone was surprisingly off. “Oh goodness, don't tell me I'm in this mess alone. What should I do?” I groaned loudly. I sat on the bed with my head in my hand while tears hung at the brim of my eyes. His words echoed in my head again and each time, it gave me the thought that he had found out the truth. “I can't lose like this.” I muttered knowing I was either alone at this point or dead if Brent found me. I rushed to my door and locked it tight, in fear that one of Brent's men could burst in through the door and kill me. “Calm down, Pamela. You have to think this through.” I whispered to myself again. I was losing my mind so everything felt strange to me, like I was in the middle of a burning maze with no escape route. I tried calling Evelyn again
PRISCILLA’S POVThat was strange.” I muttered and returned to working but I couldn't get the thoughts off my mind. His words felt like a soothing balm over my wounds, I smiled a little, letting myself fall for him all over again. “What's making you smile so hard?” Claire's voice appeared from the kitchen. I turned and found her smiling as well. Her hair was ruffled and she had eye bags heavy enough to hold water. She clearly eiffored a boatload of jet lag.Claire gave me a surprise yesterday by coming into New York without informing me. I had no idea that all these while she'd been claiming to be busy, she was putting things in place for her arrival in New York. “Is it who I think it is?” She asked with a bigger teasing smile. “Girl, please, I'm just trying to cook.” I refuted, despite smiling hard. “The smile on your face is saying an entirely different thing. Did he make you smile again? Or are you just obsessed with thinking about him?” She asked and I laughed. “It's either
BRENT’S POVI got terrible news from my private investigator and I've been struggling to accept it. I woke up with a heart as heavy as gym equipment. I struggled to believe that someone I'd trusted with my entire life would stab me in the back in such a dangerous manner. The morning was dark and gloomy for me because I just couldn't bring myself to accept the truth. “Are you sure about your research? Will you take some more time to confirm it?” I said. I wanted to avoid the truth by all means if it was inevitable. “No, sir. I've been trailing this person for a while now, I'm very certain it's the truth. There's actually a lot more to be uncovered but this is just to give you basic knowledge of what has been happening right under your nose.” He'd responded. How? Why? When? Several questions bugged my mind at the same time but there was none I could provide answers to. I picked my phone to call Priscilla and reveal the truth to her. I wanted to tell her about Pamela's pregnancy be
EVELYN’S POVAh! You must be wondering why I finally got to show my point of view. It might be a little late to explain how much I matter in the equation of things here but I'll try as much to make a recap. First, from killing Jack. That bastard always tried to make himself seem smarter than he really was. He was constantly trying to prove his intelligence and tried to make himself superior over the course of our partnership but he wasn't as smart or sleek as he thought. I'd always known that he was bound to betray me or at least try to. It was obvious when he started making more attempts to reach me and get in on one of my plans with Pamela. One night, he offered to pay me to get him Priscilla but that was not part of our agreement and ever since then, I've never missed the glint of hatred in his eyes whenever he looked at me. I saw the raw, brazen desire to get rid of me and I figured he couldn't take me out personally so he was bound to pull something stupid. I'd cloned Pamel
PAMELA’S POVI won't lie, since this whole pregnancy thing started, I'd never felt as terrified as I was when Brent threatened to make me disappear without trace. Heck, I knew what he was capable of and if he was still hesitating to get my ass picked up and thrown away, it meant that I had some influence over him. Or Evelyn did. Anyways, I took the easy way out by saying something dramatic before ending the call. I immediately called Evelyn. “I think Brent is getting suspicious of my words. He threatened to have me killed just now.” I let out to her with a sense of fear hanging over my head. My heart was beating so fast and I could almost hear myself breathing. “First, you need to stay calm and stop fretting. He doesn't suspect, he's either crashing out or trying to bait you and make you confess. You need to stand your ground. I'll suggest to him tomorrow to get a test done, then you can put your mind to rest after that.” She assured me with a soothing voice. “I guess that coul