Brian’s POV
She instantly reached to take Sabrina out of my grip as she took steps back away from me, as if I was some kind of beast who wanted to snatch her away. She held Sabrina tight to her like her life depended on it. She stood there, looking so different and elegant.I was shocked to see her. What was she doing here?My eyes hovered over her again and I blinked, not believing Jessica was the one standing before me. She attempted to hide Sabrina from me and I moved instinctively toward her.It was at this moment I realized how much I had missed her. Five years. Five years since we divorced and I realized how much of a mistake I had made. I was still paying for that. Sleepless nights. Loneliness. I felt it all at once.“Jessica?” I called again, hoping the person I was staring at was my wife... No, I meant ex-wife.The shock that coated her face disappeared and was soon replaced with indifference.“Mommy, this is Mr. Brian and he was the one who helped me with my uniform,” Sabrina said, still smiling at me.Wait, did she just call her mommy?“Is she—”“Thank you so much for helping her. I appreciate it.” She bit out in a clipped tone as she did not wait for me to finish.“Jessica!” I rushed after her and overtook her, holding my hands out to block her way.“Wait,” I told her almost breathlessly. “You…”“Brian,” She gulped hard as she stared at me squarely in the eye. “Thank you and please stay away from me. I want nothing to do with you ever again.” I noticed the way she was trying hard not to tremble.“Jessica-”“What is going on here, Brian?” Angela slurred as she came into view and Jessica’s eyes glanced between her and me.She uttered a snort. “What did I expect?” She shook her head.“Jessica, I—”“Oh, hi. Jessica.” Angela who also seemed shocked at her presence but was quick to cover it up, raised her hand up to wave.“Jessica, it is not what you are thinking. I am-”“Stop it, Brian. My daughter is here.” She glared at me as she straightened her shoulders into a square and gave me a last look. “Stay away from me, Brian. That is all I ask for.” With that, she bypassed me and Sabrina waved at me, grinning and probably unaware of what was happening.I swallowed hard, my throat bobbing as I watched her leave. Angela’s hands rounded my neck and she hissed. “What is she doing here, Brian?”I jerked her hands off, glaring daggers at her. “I said you should not touch me.” I sneered angrily, turning to leave.“Brian!” She yelled, stomping her feet on the floor. I glanced at her over my shoulder. “Your attention is needed outside. I came here to tell you that it was your turn to donate and Mr. Royals is around. You might as well link up with him right now.”I clenched my fist as she told me. She was right. I was here to meet Mr. Royals, the CEO of De’ Royal Corporation. I was once again reminded that I didn't come here for any pitiful charity event. I came to meet up with a developed corporation and I hope he would be willing to strike a deal with us.“You do not need to remind me, I know.” I bit out then walked away, leaving her.As I returned to where everyone was, I scanned around the crowd for Jessica but she was nowhere to be found. Has she gone already?Disappointment settled within me as my face fell.“The highest donation was made by Holly Empire. Today, they have not only facilitated helping these orphans but also given them a chance at survival and freedom. Thank you so much!” The host’s voice boomed through the speakers.“And the second highest donation was made by De’ Royals Corporation. We really say thank you for your donation.”Then he continued till he got to the name of my company that was just listed without any appreciation talk. I did not blame them.I was not here to donate. I was here to meet… I looked around for Mr. Royals but it was too late as he had already stepped into his car and after waving at some kids, the window slid up and he drove away.I felt stupid and useless as I watched his car’s flashlight blink from afar. What was I going to do now? He was a busy person who allegedly hardly had time for his family. He was even said to be a workaholic and only cared about his business.“Don't tell me you did not get to speak with Royals, Brian.” Angela hissed from behind as she placed her hands around her waist, glaring at me.I swallowed hard. I didn't need her anywhere close to me at all right now. I wanted her far away as I tried to think of the next step to take.“What? Do you know what I did to make sure he came? Brian, you know how hard it was to get him to be here today? So you did not speak to him or even try to receive his appointment card?” She asked again, disbelief coating her words.There was nothing I could say. Seeing Jessica had thrown me off balance and I could not spiral back. It had been so shocking that everything I had rehearsed to discuss with Mr. Royals disappeared at that moment.“Brian, I am talking to you. Do you know that we've lost the chance to get to speak to him right?” She asked, letting out a ludicrous scoff.“Sometimes I wonder what is wrong with you. It must be her. It must be Jessica. You must have told him to leave. That bitch—”“Stop!” I sneered, meeting her eyes. “She did nothing. He went on his own accord. And as for the deal, it is not necessarily that we struck a deal with him. There is another one. Holly Empire. I could not get to meet the CEO today because I was busy—”“Of course, you were busy. Busy talking to your ex-wife when you should securing deals.” She cut in, hissing angrily.I pinched the bridge of my nose. “You know what? Fuck off! I will do this by myself. I have set up a meeting with Holly Empire and we will meet tomorrow.”With that, I walked away from her. Anger collided against fear and pain within me and I knew at that point that Holly Empire was my only HOPE.Jessica’s POV Meeting Brian did not only push me off the balance but also made me go down the memory lane I have so much refused to remember. His appearance and his voice... The way he looked at me and the way that filthy bitch had walked into the scene like she owned the place made me twist my fist in anger. I was scared, I would not lie. Brian had met Sabrina… what if he finds out about them? What If he tries to steal them from me? No, I will not let him. I will protect my children from him at all costs. I cannot let him meet any of them again. I shook my head as I tried to focus on the meal I was making. After I had left the charity event, I made sure Bishop took the kids home first while I stopped at the grocery stores to get some groceries. I had promised Sabrina that if they did well, I would bake them a cake. Due to work and all, I have not been able to sing them lullabies at night so I took it upon myself to do just that tonight. I was going to shower them with so much love
Jessica’s POVBishop made sure the kids were dropped at school as I made my way to the company. I rarely checked my schedule because Bishop does that for me. He just needed to remind me when I needed to leave or do anything.We both walked through the doors as we headed for my office. Settling into my seat, I could feel his gaze following every one of my movements. I knew what he wanted to say but I was not going to give him room for any discussion. He was going to scold me like a father and I did not like it. No one likes being scolded by the way.“Jessica—”“Bishop, can you check what we have on the schedule today?” I cut him off, directing him with a glare and his brows arched, obviously knowing what I was doing.“You cannot run away today, Jessica.” He told me.And yes, after a thousand years, I have finally gotten him to call me by my name.“What?” I drawled. “I know. I could not finish them because I was attending to the kids and —”“Or because you were preoccupied with who you
Brian’s POVI stared at my reflection in the mirror and let out a deep breath. I'll be meeting with the CEO of Holly Empire today and I've tried to contact some of my business partners to inquire about the kind of person that he was. All I have been getting did nothing to help my anxiety.I recalled the life I once lived as a billionaire who had everything within my beck and call until I divorced Jessica and everything went downhill. Now my only hope was in Holly Empire. To revive my company.After I was done, I exited the room and thankfully, Angela was not around. I did not need someone to discourage me this morning.I stepped out of the building and headed to the car where I stepped in and told the driver where I was going. I occupied myself with flicking through the internet for anything about the CEO of Holly Empire but the only thing that was consistent enough was the man’s pictures. ‘HOLLY EMPIRE ACQUIRES NEW CHAIN COMPANY!”‘HOLLY EMPIRE FUNDS ORPHANAGES AND BUILDS HOMES FOR
Jessica’s POV I knew what Bishop said sounded familiar. I had once overheard Brian telling his friend about how he wanted to make his company chained to another. A bigger company, in fact. I let out a sigh as I stared at the file Nelson had brought. “So there is no way out of this?” I asked for the umpteenth time. Bishop shook his head. “There is no way. You must get married and you must have the certificate also.” He noted. I groaned out in frustration. What exactly does Nelson want from all of these? I was Jessica Holly, the legitimate daughter. Why was he after my father’s properties? Maybe I should just give him. “That is not an option,” Bishop said, sending me a reprimanding look and making me realize I had said that aloud. “So what do you suggest I do? I can't marry you, in case you are thinking that.” He snorted. “I know of a man. His wife just died and I would say that he is gentle and would probably want nothing of this.” My brows furrowed. “And who is this man?” “F
Brian’s POV “Damn! You really fucked up you know? I was telling you that day that you should not go ahead with the divorce but you were stubborn. Now see?” David scoffed. “You are stubborn and the ironic part is you chose Angela over her. You could have done better, man. Honestly.” I closed my eyes tight as regret seeped into me in volumes. What did he expect me to do? I loved Angela then and when she came crying to me for help, I could not hesitate and I thought I finally had her back. All I just needed to do was get rid of Jessica. Then everything came crumbling, my company and everything. DAVID was, well, David. He had tried to make me understand why I would believe Angela over Jessica. There were so many things I had to do to find Jessica but she went missing. “So what are you going to do?” He asked, pouring himself more whiskey as he gave him a lazy glare. I knew David had always liked Jessica for me. The first time he met her, he was glad that I had her beside me but I
ANGELA’S POV I knew he was going to come back to me. He had to. There was no way he would go back to that bitch. Brian was mine and he would always be. I shivered, making him see that I was dressed in nothing but a flimsy gown. His eyes went wide and he quickly pulled off his suit and draped it over my shoulders. Helping me inside, he peeled the first two buttons of his shirt open and rolled up his sleeves. Brian was handsome and was the heartthrob of every girl back when we were together in university. “So tell me, have you been able to reach out to De’Royals?” He asked, peering a look at me. “Not yet.” I went to the tea maker and had some done. Pouring it into different cups, I handed one to Brian. He blew some air over the steam and lifted it to his mouth. Till today, he still didn't know how I was able to bring De’Royals to the charity event. One I didn't know that his ex-wife would be there. Initially, I was the one who advised him to go to the event since I heard so
Jessica’s POV I was going to meet Freddy tonight. I had reached out to him and thankfully, he responded which I didn't quite expect. As I thought of what I was going to see him for again, I found it quite ridiculous but still, I knew I had to do it because my time was ticking and tocking. Nelson was waiting for me to miss a step and boom, he becomes the CEO. It was extremely cold tonight like the other nights had been and after successfully tucking the kids into bed, I went to get myself ready for the date. Picking a beautiful rhinestone dress, I did a little makeup and draped a coat over my shoulders. Bishop was waiting for me outside since he would be my chauffeur. “Ready?” He asked as he settled into the driver’s seat while I was in the backseat. I glanced at the house, feeling anxious even though I knew the kids’ babysitter was around, I bobbed my head. He looked at me through the front mirror before igniting the car’s engine and hitting the road. Throughout our drive
Jessica’s POV I stared at him, gobsmacked for a second. I didn't expect him to be so direct. I was still thinking we would take it step by step but it seemed like he wanted it to be quick and direct which was quite suspicious. “Yes, I agree.” I stuttered, trying my best not to blink. Freddy was everything I was not expecting. Straight and direct to the point. Not my kind of man. Definitely not. “Alright. There are things I would like to keep out of this agreement.” He said, clearing his throat. I already knew what it was but I relaxed, listening to him as he gulped hard. It must be a very hard topic for him to discuss. “First, it is the issue about my wife. I do not like talking about it and I would not like to.” He started and I nodded, agreeing as well. I didn't want our agreement to go beyond that as well. Just the surface, please. “Secondly, about my business. I want to believe that you also don't want me digging into your work so please refrain from trying to know about
The quiet hum of the office enveloped Jessica as she worked diligently at her desk. The papers strewn before her detailed the intricacies of her latest case, but her focus faltered as her mind wandered. The events of the last few days had been overwhelming, to say the least. The precinct was still reeling from the chaos surrounding Angela's arrest, and tension hung in the air like an oppressive fog. Jessica leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples as a faint headache began to pulse. She was no stranger to pressure, but something about this situation felt more complex than usual, as though there were pieces to the puzzle she hadn’t yet discovered. A sharp knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She straightened her posture, masking her fatigue with a professional demeanor. "Come in," she called, her voice steady. The door creaked open, and Bishop stepped inside. He moved with the calculated confidence of someone who always knew more than he let on. His expres
The quiet hum of the office enveloped Jessica as she worked diligently at her desk. The papers strewn before her detailed the intricacies of her latest case, but her focus faltered as her mind wandered. The events of the last few days had been overwhelming, to say the least. The precinct was still reeling from the chaos surrounding Angela's arrest, and tension hung in the air like an oppressive fog. Jessica leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples as a faint headache began to pulse. She was no stranger to pressure, but something about this situation felt more complex than usual, as though there were pieces to the puzzle she hadn’t yet discovered. A sharp knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She straightened her posture, masking her fatigue with a professional demeanor. "Come in," she called, her voice steady. The door creaked open, and Bishop stepped inside. He moved with the calculated confidence of someone who always knew more than he let on. His expres
The quiet hum of the office enveloped Jessica as she worked diligently at her desk. The papers strewn before her detailed the intricacies of her latest case, but her focus faltered as her mind wandered. The events of the last few days had been overwhelming, to say the least. The precinct was still reeling from the chaos surrounding Angela's arrest, and tension hung in the air like an oppressive fog. Jessica leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples as a faint headache began to pulse. She was no stranger to pressure, but something about this situation felt more complex than usual, as though there were pieces to the puzzle she hadn’t yet discovered. A sharp knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She straightened her posture, masking her fatigue with a professional demeanor. "Come in," she called, her voice steady. The door creaked open, and Bishop stepped inside. He moved with the calculated confidence of someone who always knew more than he let on. His expres
The quiet hum of the office enveloped Jessica as she worked diligently at her desk. The papers strewn before her detailed the intricacies of her latest case, but her focus faltered as her mind wandered. The events of the last few days had been overwhelming, to say the least. The precinct was still reeling from the chaos surrounding Angela's arrest, and tension hung in the air like an oppressive fog. Jessica leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples as a faint headache began to pulse. She was no stranger to pressure, but something about this situation felt more complex than usual, as though there were pieces to the puzzle she hadn’t yet discovered. A sharp knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She straightened her posture, masking her fatigue with a professional demeanor. "Come in," she called, her voice steady. The door creaked open, and Bishop stepped inside. He moved with the calculated confidence of someone who always knew more than he let on. His expres
The quiet hum of the office enveloped Jessica as she worked diligently at her desk. The papers strewn before her detailed the intricacies of her latest case, but her focus faltered as her mind wandered. The events of the last few days had been overwhelming, to say the least. The precinct was still reeling from the chaos surrounding Angela's arrest, and tension hung in the air like an oppressive fog. Jessica leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples as a faint headache began to pulse. She was no stranger to pressure, but something about this situation felt more complex than usual, as though there were pieces to the puzzle she hadn’t yet discovered. A sharp knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She straightened her posture, masking her fatigue with a professional demeanor. "Come in," she called, her voice steady. The door creaked open, and Bishop stepped inside. He moved with the calculated confidence of someone who always knew more than he let on. His expression
The quiet hum of the office enveloped Jessica as she worked diligently at her desk. The papers strewn before her detailed the intricacies of her latest case, but her focus faltered as her mind wandered. The events of the last few days had been overwhelming, to say the least. The precinct was still reeling from the chaos surrounding Angela's arrest, and tension hung in the air like an oppressive fog. Jessica leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples as a faint headache began to pulse. She was no stranger to pressure, but something about this situation felt more complex than usual, as though there were pieces to the puzzle she hadn’t yet discovered. A sharp knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She straightened her posture, masking her fatigue with a professional demeanor. "Come in," she called, her voice steady. The door creaked open, and Bishop stepped inside. He moved with the calculated confidence of someone who always knew more than he let on. His expression w
BRIAN’S POV I stared at my phone, tapping my fingers against the desk as the ringtone droned on for the third time. No answer. Grey wasn’t exactly the most reliable guy when it came to picking up calls, but this felt different. The longer the silence stretched, the tighter the knot in my stomach became. He should’ve answered by now. Something wasn’t right. I hung up and dialed again, muttering under my breath. “Come on, Grey. Pick up.” Still nothing. Before I could decide whether to leave another message, my phone buzzed in my hand. An unknown number lit up the screen. For a second, I debated ignoring it, but instinct told me to answer. “This is Brian,” I said sharply. “Brian, this is Officer Carter from the precinct.” The name took a second to register. Carter. I’d spoken to him before—back when Angela first got arrested. His tone wasn’t urgent, but it wasn’t casual, either. “What’s going on?” I asked, already bracing myself for bad news. There was a pause
**Angela’s POV** The metallic clang of the prison gate echoed behind me, a sound I thought I’d never hear again. For three long months, those gates had been my reality—cold, unyielding, and suffocating. Now, they were shutting behind me, leaving a hollow sense of disbelief in their wake. I took a hesitant step forward, my heart pounding in my chest as I squinted into the sunlight. Freedom felt foreign, as though I’d stepped into someone else’s life. A black car idled by the curb, sleek and polished, standing out against the drab prison exterior. I had no idea who was responsible for my release. The last time I’d heard from anyone, it was Brian's failed attempt to see me, blocked by the guards. I thought about him for a brief moment, then quickly shoved the thought away. The driver exited the car and opened the back door, gesturing for me to enter. I hesitated until I saw her. Sophia White. My mother. She stepped out of the car with the grace of someone who always command
**Chapter: Nelson’s Fake Proof** Jessica sat at the head of the conference table, addressing the shareholders with calm confidence. Her words were measured, her gaze steady. Every eye in the room was fixed on her, a blend of respect and cautious curiosity. She was building momentum, solidifying their trust in her leadership, when her phone vibrated on the table. She glanced at the screen: her lawyer, Mr. Hendricks. “Excuse me for a moment,” she said, giving the shareholders a polite smile before stepping out of the room. “Mr. Hendricks?” she said, pressing the phone to her ear. “Ms. Holly, I need you to come to my office immediately,” his voice was tight, laced with urgency. Jessica frowned. “What’s wrong?” “It’s about Nelson. He claims to have evidence that may affect your position. I think it’s best we address this in person.” Jessica’s stomach sank. Nelson was like a thorn that refused to be removed, always scheming, always waiting for an opportunity to strik