My heart began to quicken at this news. He was leaving Charles and I a billion dollars? That was a shit ton of money and far more than I had expected. This man was stinkingly rich, then. However, quick on the heels of this elation, came realization. If he was leaving a billion dollars to me and Charles, only God knew how much he would be giving out to that Sebastian, or even worse, the bitch he called his wife. Money that should be rightfully mine. I must find that will, and destroy it before Carol got back, I knew.“Charlotte, dear. Do you mind if I explained my side of things? I don't want you to keep going through life thinking that I purposely abandoned you and your brother. I would never do that." Mr. James informed me."There's no point. Carol will be back soon." I replied tensely. All I wanted was for this to be all over and by all over, that meant that I should have dealt with Jessica too. Only then would I be happy and then I could disappear without anyone suspecting me of an
"Naturally, I did not believe her one bit, and I was desperate to keep the fact that I had cheated on her from my wife, so I warned her to stay away from me. I believed that she was crazy, and soon after that, I moved away from that city and did not hear from her again, which was just as well as far as I was concerned. Seven years later, she showed up out of the blue and began to harass me, showing up at my factories and offices and seeking an audience with me by every means possible. This time, she was using drugs heavily and was desperate for a fix. She began to blackmail me, saying she would go to my wife and tell her everything. Since I was a hundred percent sure that I wasn't the one who got her pregnant, I asked for a paternity test, which shockingly, proved I was the father. I was devastated, as any man would be. I finally had it all... a happy family and a booming business, and now my happy family was going to crumble. The major problem was how I was going to inform my wife o
"I was the one who kidnapped and tortured Jessica," I said, watching Mr. James closely and mischievously to see his reaction. He looked shell-shocked at first and then I saw doubt and pity creep into his eyes. He thought that I was crazy. Fuck him! I did not need his pity, and I’m definitely not crazy! It was funny that he thought so at first, but it definitely isn't funny any longer."Excuse me?""You heard me. I kidnapped and tortured Jessica, after which I lied to her that you were the one who asked me to do it and she, in turn, told Sebastian about it.""Charlotte, why would you do that to poor Jessica? That’s a very evil and callous thing to do to anyone. Why would you do that?" Mr. James asked sadly."Why do you think? To get revenge against you, of course, and I can see that it's working very well. To think that Sebastian caused you to have a heart attack that worsened your condition is really the best thing to happen to me in a long while. Oh, don't look so surprised. Carol is
"I'll gladly take the blame for everything and let people believe that I was behind everything, just as you've made Sebastian believe. Just please leave the poor girl alone. She's suffered enough." Mr. James told me desperately."Ah, but there's a problem with that solution, and that problem is that she knows my face almost as well as I know my face, and knows that I tortured her, so I'll surely be an accomplice ... oh, I forgot. That is nearly not as bad as the fact that she will know that I also killed Victoria, or at least, ordered people to do it. No, no, your theory won’t work at all. Thanks, but no thanks. I'll stick to my initial plan ... or lack of it." I said, chuckling in amusement as I finished. I knew that I was talking too much, but I was so excited. Mr. James was already reacting to the drugs that I had slipped into his drink earlier, right under his nose. In a few minutes, he would be disoriented enough to loosen his guard and tell me where the will was, and then I cou
All that is in the past now, but unfortunately, I also had failed myself dismally, in that I had been unable to finish off Jessica because Carol interrupted me. The result of this gross error was that Jessica had opened her mouth and blabbed out everything to everyone who cared to listen, which is when all my troubles began.Now, here I am, running up and down, a damn fugitive, but I’m not one to leave something halfway done. Jessica should have simply kept her wide mouth shut as I asked her to, and I sure as hell wouldn’t have been going after her. Besides, Charles needed to be taught a lesson and what better way to do that than to go after his beloved wife?After I escaped from jail with the help of my long-time boyfriend, I have been laying low and will continue to do so for a while. Richard … what a dumbass. As far as he’s concerned, I love him very much. Unfortunately, I don’t think I’m capable of loving anyone, but it’s helpful to have Richard in my corner. He’s the son of the m
JESSICA“How’s the new guard you hired two months ago doing?” I ask the head of security in Charles’s house … our house. I have to start getting used to calling it now. Charles doesn’t like it when I call it his house and is always telling me that it’s our house now, as well as Ava’s, which of course, is true.“He’s doing very well, ma’am. I’ve had no issues with him at all. He’s a very good replacement for the man who left.”“Good, good. Have you heard anything from the guy who left? He’s supposed to come back, not so?” I ask. I always make an effort to relate with the staff, and while I’ve given up on Charlotte finding a way to come back into our lives and wreak havoc, I still try my best to be cautious, so I won’t be taken unaware.“Yes, ma’am. He was supposed to come back, but I don’t think he will. I haven’t heard from him in a while now. He did send me a message a day after he left, saying that he fell sick, and has been sick for a long time, so he has to go live with his sister
JESSICAThe minute we arrive at our honeymoon destination, I feel all my worries blow away with the crisp, salty wind of the beach resort. Palm trees line everywhere, swaying gracefully in the evening breeze, as we Charles and I make our way out of our secluded cabin and down the pathway. This rustic, private, and hidden cabin is just what I need for privacy with my husband.Of course, it isn’t exactly privacy, since we have a bodyguard, nanny, and our six-month-old daughter with us, but it is the closest that we can get to privacy considering the circumstances. At least, our cabin has two floors, with Charles and I occupying the first floor alone, and the rest occupying the lower floor.“This place is so nice.” Charles marvels as we walk, hand in hand. His voice is full of awe, but I notice that he keeps looking around as we walk. I resist the urge to roll my eyes.“You think Charlotte could be hiding somewhere within the bushes? Oh, please! She’s just one woman.”“Yeah, she is, but
CHARLOTTE“I want to come with you,” Richard whines as I shrug into my clothes. He does not bother to do the same, but instead, lies there in all his naked glory, or lack of it. The sight of him naked irritates me to no end, but I have to do what I have to do. The fact that he whines instead of talks also does nothing to win him any favors in my books.“I want to come with you…” I mimic. “You sound like a damn baby. Why will you want to come with me?”“To make sure that you don’t get hurt, of course. Why do you think? If I love you and can’t protect you, what does that make me?”“That’s nice of you, but you don’t need to worry about me. I have two of your best men with me.”“Yeah, yeah, I know, but still. Just be careful. I don’t see why you’re hell-bent on doing this instead of just staying here where it's safe. I’ve even offered to relocate out of the country to a remote island where no one will ever find us, but you’ve refused to agree. I don’t think there’s any sense in what you’r