ANGELA'S POV I frantically dialed Brian's number, but he didn't answer. Again. The silence was deafening, echoing my deepest fears. Had he given up on me? Did he still care? The weight of his ignoring me crushed me. My heart raced, pounding against my chest like a drum. I clutched my phone, desperation creeping in. Why was he shutting me out? Didn't he know I needed him now more than ever? The viral posts haunted me, their cruel words seared into my mind. I felt responsible for the chaos, the damage. Brian's reputation, his life – all suffering because of me. Tears blurred my vision as I scrolled through the relentless online attacks. The shame and guilt suffocated me. Maybe I was too toxic, too harmful. Maybe Brian deserved better. Dark thoughts crept in, whispering sinister lies. "You're worthless, Angela. You've ruined everything. You should just disappear." In a desperate attempt to escape the agony, I grabbed a pen and paper. Dear Brian, You're the sunshine that brightens
BRIAN’S POV Moving towards the crowd, I saw Yvonne signaling to me. The crowd began to pave the way for me as I walked through. Their shouts echoed through the air and interviewers bombarded me. “Mr. Brian, would you like to speak on the recent video about you and Angela Cruz?” “Everyone is going crazy about the videos. The ratings on your site are starting to drop. What would you like to say to this?” “You should say something, Mr. Brian.” I stopped before these people, staring at them all. I knew who was behind this. There was no way people would gather themselves to come to my company without being paid like this. “There is nothing for you all to be worried about. Our products are still top-notched and they remain harmless for use. Kindly trust in us as we handle this. An official memo will be released very soon. Thank you.” I said as politely as I could. “Shut up! You should focus on your father's business and stop following whores who will only ruin your business!” Someo
BRIAN’S POV “Keep the help to yourself. What I want you to do is that you will free her!” His head twisted to me, giving me a ridiculous look before he threw his head back and burst out laughing. “You… you, son, are very funny. You stepped into my villa and came to order me? You are a joke!” His words bit into my heart but I refused to acknowledge it. He will not have any effect on me right now. “She has nothing wrong with you and what? Blackmail you? How can she do that?” I asked him. Maybe I was the only one who never thought Angela could do something like that. “There are lots of things that Angela did and that is what ruined her, Brian. These things you don't even know about because she did it all for your sake.” He bit out. “You will have her freed this instant.” I growled in anger. He rolled his eyes, almost. “Who do you think you are, little boy, to order me? See, let Angela stay in there for a while, son.” “Stop,” I cut in before he could continue. “I am not your son.
BRIAN’S POV I stopped before the prison, anger oozed from me and I gripped the steering wheel in a death grasp, my knuckles whitening in the process. I didn't want to see her after she was dragged out from the court that day. It still replayed, the way she begged me to save her. I let out a shaky breath, stepping out of my car and slamming the door shut. Heading inside, I stopped before the counter, requesting to meet her. What I didn't expect was the stink eye that was directed at me. I tried not to react when the cop rudely let me to the meeting room. Taking my seat, he excused himself and later returned with Angela who seemed to be struggling againt his painful grip. He pushed her forward, making me lurch for her from my seat but she fell to her knees. His wicked laugh rang out behind her as he stepped before her, whispering something into her ears then turning to me. “You have just ten minutes with this whore. Anything higher than that, she will pay with her body like she d
Chapter Seventy- Nine: Unraveling The Site Owner KENZIE’S POV I don't like Martin. Not once have I ever felt like I liked him. He just irked me to the core and the fact that I have to dress up to meet his father, Frey Taylor, today makes me want to puke. I stared at the emerald green dress I had picked. I didn't expect myself to dress like a responsible girlfriend who wants to be accepted by her in-laws. What Bille Gates made me do. Never! I will never be their daughter in law! It could only happen his dreams or nightmares if he has one. I let out an annoyed hiss as I dropped the gown, feeling unmotivated to even go to the freaking dinner. I should have just refused but the fear of his father would be quite humbling so I picked up the gown and got into it, not feeling it but wearing it nevertheless. I don't think I would be able to hide my irritation tonight but let us see how far they can push me. After applying a minimal make up, I got into the black heels and picked th
Chapter Seventy- Nine: Unraveling The Site Owner KENZIE’S POV I don't like Martin. Not once have I ever felt like I liked him. He just irked me to the core and the fact that I have to dress up to meet his father, Frey Taylor, today makes me want to puke. I stared at the emerald green dress I had picked. I didn't expect myself to dress like a responsible girlfriend who wants to be accepted by her in-laws. What Bille Gates made me do. Never! I will never be their daughter in law! It could only happen his dreams or nightmares if he has one. I let out an annoyed hiss as I dropped the gown, feeling unmotivated to even go to the freaking dinner. I should have just refused but the fear of his father would be quite humbling so I picked up the gown and got into it, not feeling it but wearing it nevertheless. I don't think I would be able to hide my irritation tonight but let us see how far they can push me. After applying a minimal make up, I got into the black heels and picked th
Chapter Seventy- Nine: Unraveling The Site Owner KENZIE’S POV I don't like Martin. Not once have I ever felt like I liked him. He just irked me to the core and the fact that I have to dress up to meet his father, Frey Taylor, today makes me want to puke. I stared at the emerald green dress I had picked. I didn't expect myself to dress like a responsible girlfriend who wants to be accepted by her in-laws. What Bille Gates made me do. Never! I will never be their daughter in law! It could only happen his dreams or nightmares if he has one. I let out an annoyed hiss as I dropped the gown, feeling unmotivated to even go to the freaking dinner. I should have just refused but the fear of his father would be quite humbling so I picked up the gown and got into it, not feeling it but wearing it nevertheless. I don't think I would be able to hide my irritation tonight but let us see how far they can push me. After applying a minimal make up, I got into the black heels and picked th
Chapter 53BRIAN’S POVThe house felt empty without Angela being in it. Even though she sometimes demanded a lot, she still added a bit of life to the house. Annoyance settled into the depths of my bones because of my inability to save her. She had done everything to help me, even when I did not want to admit it. Now, all I want to do is look for ways to get her out. Royals must really be satisfied with everything that had happened. I let out a deep sigh, staring at the file Jessica had sent to me to review and I couldn't even focus right now. The deadline was tonight and I was nowhere close to being done. I tried to keep my focus on the work before me but it was not doing. At the same time, my phone beeped with a message alert and I narrowed my eyes on the unknown contact. It was not saved on my phone. Who was this person?Do you want to know the truth? Meet me at Imperial Palace at 8 PM. Be punctual. That was all it said. The truth? What truth? My phone’s ringing tone blared th