I hooked the strap on the wagon I'd brought for the day in case Aiden and Avery needed it. We were going hiking for a volunteering event for orphans and homeless, and I didn't think the kids would be able to walk sixty miles, hence, the wagon.The kids saw Brent coming, and ran to him, and I had to sigh. Who said taking children for a hike would be easy. We had not started, yet they were already stressing me out, wanting to see everything.Brent lifted Aiden and held Avery's hands as he waved at me.“You found this place easily, right?” He asked when he got to me, and I nodded.Brent had invited me to the event since his company was the one hosting it and even though it was a bit risky for me to be with him, especially with the twins. It was for a good cause and rejecting the invite seemed selfish on my part, so here I was. The event was pay to enter and all the proceeds from the entrance fee as well as everything that was sold at the rest stops were going to goodwill.I looked at the
What the heck? WHAT THE HECK???I started struggling to stand upright, and Brent pushed me until we weren’t so dangerously close anymore. My face was burning, and I wanted to disappear. I grabbed the wagon from Brent and stormed ahead, desperate to put some distance between us.BRENT’S POVI sighed and watched as Priscilla sought to escape me and I could guess how she was feeling, so I stayed put and watched her until she disappeared from my sight. After that, I couldn’t hide the stupid smile that came to my face. It had been years since I’d felt the touch of a woman against me since when I tried after the divorce, Priscilla’s face had been what I’d seen and dang, it had felt good.We still had about ten miles to go, but I was sure we were still going to meet. It was high time I told her what I felt. I gave her ten minutes because of the gentleman in me and after the time had expired, I started after my ex-wife. Life, I could feel, was about to get a lot more interesting.Sure enough,
PRISCILLA'S POVWe walked for several minutes without walking before I finally got the courage to glance at Brent from beneath my lash and I found him looking at me and smiling. I cleared my throat, trying to force out the embarrassment I was feeling. I had teared up because someone offered to be my friend. If that wasn't middle schoolish, I didn't know what that was.“It’s just been a while.” I explained vaguely and he nodded as if understanding all that sentence encompassed.“You mean since somebody looked at you and decided to lend a helping hand without you asking for it and not demanding your soul in return?”I stared at him, jaw in the air. He had explained it perfectly. “That's right. There is the consideration for you since you are a friend of her husband but she didn't have to offer…” To be my friend, I didn't finish the sentence. “Plus, she probably doesn't know about us, so it's a nice change of pace. I need a woman that will be on my side when we have an argument, especial
I tapped the floor and smiled as Aiden and Avery's face lit up with excitement as they sat down. I made it a duty to have this kind of conversation with the kids every few months when it feels like things were overwhelming for them and so far, I was sure this period was going to take the crown of overwhelming.“Did you enjoy the hike?” I asked and they both nodded. Avery sometimes wanted a break from silence and she had been stimming with some of her loud toys so her hearing aid was in.“I loved it.” Aiden said, nodding multiple times and I ran my hair through his hair, smiling at the adorableness.“I miss Ava and Eva.” Avery said and I nodded.“You had fun with them right?” I asked.“Yes. Can we go see them?” Avery asked and Aiden nodded. “I want to see Ava's books. She said she has a lot. I have a lot too.” He boasted.“Yes you do. Do they draw or paint?” I asked Avery and she shook her head.“Does that make you sad? That they can read with Aiden but not draw with you?”She shrugged
BRENT'S POVI basked in the sounds of machine whirring, forklifts humming and people shouting instructions as I entered the company warehouse. I was lucky enough to have been able to buy the lands that were near the warehouse, so expansion was possible, and now I had the warehouse of my dreams. It was sectioned into each of the things we were involved in. there was a different section for the hotel wears and items, restaurants and the management of art, but the best part of it was the fact that neither section could disturb the other.Ever since I was a child, this had been the place that had appealed to me the most. It was so easy for me to get caught up in the stress and boundaries that surrounded me in my office, but the warehouse was the place I was able to let out everything and de-stress. I breathed in the familiar scent of dryness and checked my watch. I had about ten minutes to kill before I had to show Sylvester around. All the contracts had been signed, and we were official
SYLVESTER’S POVI watched my boss car drive off and I entered the warehouse. The call he had gotten had probably been urgent but kids? I wasn’t jobless enough to stalk him wherever I could get more information on him from, but from the little I’d seen about him, it wasn’t public knowledge that he had kids. Well, that was new information I could file away for better use.I continued touring the warehouse, amazed by how organized and strategic things had been arranged. That made me know my boss a little better. I’d been surprised when I had seen the offer, and had been even more surprised that I’d gotten it, I could scarcely believe it even now. For someone that hadn’t known any favours in their childhood, this was a great game changer for me, and I was going to use it wisely. Now, if my other wish could be granted, and I could see her again, my life would be even more fulfilled. But even this level of fulfilled was almost unbelievable. It was almost unheard of that someone with Brent’
I unlocked the door and stepped in, the twins following closely behind me. For a moment, I was tempted to ask them to go wash their hands or something else to distract their attention, but I didn’t. I brought out my phone and dialled Priscilla’s number for probably the thirtieth time, and I started breathing fast when her phone began ringing. I picked up her phone and carefully moved into her bedroom, hoping and praying she was inside.I walked carefully but steadily into her room, and my legs almost buckled when I saw the figure that was stretched across the bed in a child’s pose. Knowing the twins were behind me, I stopped and turned to them.“Why don’t you guys go and wash your hands, and I’ll be with you? You can see that your mom is fine, right?” I tried convincing the twins.They hesitated but left reluctantly at my prodding. I walked towards Priscilla and tapped her, and my eyes widened at how hot her skin felt. I tapped her again when she didn’t respond, and didn’t stop until
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHTI was stuck under something. That was my first thought and probably what woke me up. I felt a hand on my forehead and let out a scream, rushing to save myself, falling down in that rush.“What’s going on?” A frantic voice asked.I finally opened my eyes, the groggy memories of the previous day rushing back in and saw Brent kneeling on the bed, his face a mask of terror and was that a book in his hand? “I'm sorry.” I apologized, realizing I'd scared Brent and it had been his hand that had felt like something had fallen on me.He stared at me and I could see that he was trying not to laugh and seeing the humor in that situation, I gave up and scoffed. “Laugh all you want. I can see through you.”He melted on the bed, his body racking with loud laughter and I shook my head and climbed the bed back.He stopped laughing and moved closer to me, ignoring the distance I'd intentionally kept by putting myself as far away from him as I could. “I want to check your temperatu
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