Brian’s POV She was holding me. Looking at me with worry etched on her face as she helped me inside my house. I slurred some words as I fell on the bed. She turned to leave but stopped. Spinning to me as her brown curls followed the motion, I saw her- Ny Jessica contemplating but then moved to pull off my shoes and socks. Then the door opened… I awoke with a pounding ache in my head, rolling to the other side of the bed. I slipped one eye open, taking in my surroundings. The ceramic jug on the shelf indicated that I was in my room so I opened my eyes fully. I rolled over on my back and stared at the ceiling, I could hear my eardrums throbbing loudly in my ears. Gosh! How much did I drink? The door creaked open and I twisted my neck to the side. Angela stepped in, glancing at me as she dropped a cup of water and some tablets beside me. “You are awake. Take this.” She picked them up. I slowly slid up, letting my head fall back to the headboard. My brows scrunched as memories of the
Jessica’s POC I watched Brian stomp away. A weird sense of relief and satisfaction washed through as I watched him settle in his car. His eyes were fixed on the place Freddy and I were sitting. I bit down a snort and turned my attention fully to what Freddy was saying. After our wedding announcement, we have not been able to see it because I was busy overseeing the launching of the products and the progress but thankfully last night I sent him a message that we could meet today at my office. I did not expect him to oblige because Freddy didn't want to mix personal business with professional business. He had made it obvious at the very beginning. I didn't blame him though. I also didn't want that but I was starting to hear gossip that our marriage might be fake. No doubt Nelson trying to play his part and make people doubt the truth. The man was desperate. So desperate to have what is not his. I let out a deep breath. I had convinced Freddy with that reason and thankfully he rea
BRIAN’S POV I walked into the house, angry steam oozing off me as I slammed the door shut. The scene I had seen earlier kept replaying in my head. So she could not attend to me because she had lunch with him. I let out a sigh as I slumped on the couch, tugging at my tie. Angela appeared in my peripheral. She has been staying over at my place since I got drunk and I was going to tell her to leave very soon. Why? Because Jessica might get the wrong thought? To hell with her! I didn't care about what she was thinking. She wants to be with him. I will also choose to be with someone else since she made it so obvious to me that she has moved on. My heart squeezed tight in my chest. It was too late already. I lost her and I regretted it. My head fell back as I pinched the bridge of my nose. Breathing out through my parted lips, I noticed Angela placed a cup of cold water before me. I reached for it and downed it in seconds, letting the chill settle in me. “How did your meeting go?” S
ANGELA’S POV “What?!” I exclaimed as the line went off. I stared down at it in shock. What just… Brian just left the house a while ago and I have been told that he is now in prison. I clenched my fist tight. It must be Royals doing this. I quickly changed into a better outfit and rushed out of the house. On getting to the police station, I saw cops moving around. I approached the one behind the desk and the dirty eye he gave me almost made me waver but I buckled up some nerves and asked, “I am here to see Brian Knox.” I said breathlessly. I have been running. His eyes went from my head to my toe before looking down at his book. “Oh! You mean you are here for the mannerless egoistic bastard who punched someone and broke his cheekbone?” He asked, arching his brows in disgust. I closed my eyes briefly, reminding myself that there was no way yelling at him would solve anything so I plastered the most gentle smile I could. “I don't know who that is but Brian Knox is definitely not a
JESSICA’S POV Bishop walked into the office, his eyes etched on the tab in his hands as he dropped it before me. With arched brows, I picked it up but my eyes went wide as I saw the news. Brian was arrested?! I blinked twice to see if I was seeing correctly or not. “When was this?” I asked him. “Yesterday.” He responded. “Why was he arrested?” I dropped the tab, not bothering to look at the content because I knew whoever released his arrest to the public would have put a very misleading content. “I had agent Lee investigate it and he said that he met De’Royals.” my ears perked up at that name. De’Royals. He was our potential competitor in the market but I have never met him once since I became the CEO. “And how did that lead to his arrest?” “He was said to have lost control and punched him across the face. He just has broken two to three of his cheekbones and probably his plastic nose.” He grimaced as he said the last part. I quickly googled De’Royals and his face appear
BRIAN’S POV I let out a groan as I walked out of the prison, scrunching my nose at the pungent smell of urine and excreta. I gave the cop that has come to call me out a hard look as Angela’s shriek snatched my attention. She didn't rush to me as she would have done which made me sort of relax. I definitely cannot be stressed over her right now. I walked over to her and she smiled lightly at me before leading me out. I wanted to ask her if she was the one who helped me to get out or Royals did but it was unnecessary. I was out and that was all that mattered. Entering the car and settling inside, I allowed myself to be carried away by the scenarios outside through the window as Angela’s breathing became audible. I glanced over at her and then looked away. She would be fine. We soon reached the house and she was the first to step out though she waited for me. As we arrived at the doorstep, I caught her hand she let out a gasp, a scared look in her eyes as she looked into mine. My e
JESSICA’S POV Staring at the glittering necklace inside the box, I contemplated once again if I should wear it. I lifted my gaze to the stunning reflection of myself in the mirror and a tentative smile took over my lips. Freddy had invited me over for a date at his place and since we were married, I just needed the publicity of this. He had said that he would use this to our advantage and I guess that was what he was doing. Finally picking up the necklace, I wore it around my neck, and the fake wedding ring Freddy had bought for me was glinting on my finger. It itched me to take it off but I knew that I was bound by contract and I needed to uphold my part of the deal. Putting the final touches to my face, I stood to my feet and admired the beautiful gown my business associate, Loren, had sent to me. Loren was one of the few people who had taken it upon himself to make sure I looked like the heiress that I was. Bishop had introduced me to him that year and I had felt really wear
Chapter 34"You would have to go to the school. You were invited," Yvonne told me, giving me a pleading look. I didn't want to. The last one I went to, I regretted it but it was for the best. I knew that. I wanted to shake my head but agreed later. The event had to do with encouraging younger generations to have ambitions and aim higher. I knew this was helping my reputation but it was hectic and strategic, not manipulative. Finishing up the files that needed attention, I rose to my feet and exited the office. Making my way to the car, Yvonne had already settled at the front. I entered, exhaling deeply as I pulled out my phone to check the stock exchange rate and also go through the news. Yvonne tried to fill me in on the issues with other clients but I stopped her mid way. I needed to focus on the script I would reading to the kids even though she had taken care of it. I needed to make sure it was proper and not excess. Finally, we reached the entrance and we were let in. One of t