Are you shocked? Everything was a plan from the onset🤣🤣 Let's see how far they can go. Samantha is indeed greedy. If you enjoy this chapter please leave a review at the main page.
I sat in a corner of the restaurant, waiting for Adams to show up. Samantha thinks I'm going down without a fight. She’s wrong. I'm going to fight her until my last breath. I lost my brother, but she never cared. If not for Ryan, I wouldn't have been able to give him a proper burial. Ryan has done so much for me, even though we're not related. But who cares? I'm being paid to do this, and I will do it. Adams reached out to me a few months ago with a deal I turned down, but now, I need him. I have to use him to get what I want. Instead of being tossed aside after these four years, I would rather betray Ryan and stab him in the back. He's been there for me, even when his mother wasn't, and I’m grateful for that. But I won't leave without something to my name. I need to figure out a way. It's been more than five minutes since I spoke to Adams on the phone. I wonder if he's coming. The first time he asked me to work with him, he showed up before I even got there. Today, it's his turn, a
Ryan Just as I stepped out of the car, another car drove into the parking lot. Without waiting to see who was inside, I marched forward. Whoever it was, they knew their way to the entrance. I didn't have any appointments today, so there was no way they were coming to see me. I marched into the reception, ascended the stairs, and strode to my office. When I reached the elevator, I pressed the button for my floor, arms crossed as I waited for the elevator to ding. I felt a bit relieved that things at the new refinery were moving along fine, and there hadn't been any complaints so far from the manager in charge. I must commend him; he's doing an outstanding job. Business was going well, with nothing to worry about—except my personal affairs. My love life was a mess, all because of an anonymous figure who refused to let me act freely. I had delayed long enough. Taking the step to ask her to marry me was a relief, but I needed to keep putting pressure on her so she knows I am serious
I arrived home only to be greeted by something I’d never expected to witness while living with her. What the hell has gotten into her? She was wearing a skimpy dress—something I’d never seen her do before. Is this how she’s been dressing at school?My mind raced with questions. What if someone comes to see me and finds her like this? The guards, or anyone else, could walk in. She just got back today, and if I don’t address this now, it might become a habit.Summoning courage, I knocked on the kitchen door to get her attention."Brother Ryan, welcome back." She said, turning around with a bright smile."Thank you. But why are you dressed like this? Anyone could walk in here, even the guards outside." I said, keeping my tone firm.She looked down at her outfit and then back up at me, seemingly unbothered. "There's nothing wrong with what I'm wearing." She replied, even spinning around as if to prove her point.If she doesn’t see anything wrong, there’s no point in pushing further. "Just
I didn’t realize we had arrived at Alex’s mansion until I felt someone carrying me on their back. Jasper was panting heavily as he rushed me into the house. My eyes were half-closed, and I barely registered as we passed through the living room. Moments later, he gently laid me down on a bed. "What happened to him?" Alex’s voice sounded distant, almost muffled. I couldn’t make out Jasper’s response. "Just give me something to take away this sensation, please. I need to get somewhere." I pleaded, my voice weak. I could hear them making phone calls, their voices blending into the background as my eyelids grew heavier. Despite my best efforts, I couldn’t focus on their words. There were people moving around the room, their footsteps soft yet persistent, but I was unable to summon the strength to open my eyes. I didn’t want to drift off to sleep—Alex had to do something quickly so I could get to the address. This has to end. Even if it doesn’t, at least I’ll uncover who’s after me, eve
Emily I couldn't shake the suspicion that Zara might have something to do with this, even though Alex insisted Ryan has been defending her. How could someone suddenly feel intoxicated and fall into such a deep sleep at the same time? That doesn’t just happen unless something was spiked in their drink or food. As much as I don’t like Zara, it wouldn’t be fair to accuse her without proof. Still, with what Jasper said, it’s hard not to consider her a suspect. What irritated me the most was Alex calling me to come help. What was I supposed to do? Sleep with him just because he needed saving? It was ridiculous. The audacity he had to use Grace as an excuse to lure me there was infuriating. I sighed, running my hands through my hair, feeling more confused than ever. Nothing about this situation made sense. Standing up, I made my way to the door and pushed it open. As I stepped out, I caught sight of Alex striding toward his office. I’d been waiting for him to finish with a patient and c
I arrived at the hospital and found my mother in Biggy’s room. The others were probably out, but I didn’t bother asking her. She had been the one staying with him since he was admitted and hadn’t gone home. I marched toward her and pulled her into a hug. “How was your outing? I hope you got the information you needed?” She asked as I settled next to her. I exhaled sharply, taking her hands in mine. “I can’t wait for this to be over. I want peace, but it seems we’re not getting it anytime soon.” She sighed, but I couldn’t hold back what was weighing on my mind. It felt like I should just step down as president and go somewhere else. I longed for love and harmony with someone who matched my energy. Dealing with all this chaos was frustrating and exhausting, especially when there was no progress. “I hope you know your father is trying. He’s doing everything he can as a father to make sure you’re safe.” I nodded, aware that he had done far more for me than my biological father ever w
Lisa grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room. We didn’t stop until we reached the parking lot, where she leaned against her car. I watched as she pulled out her phone, unlocked it, and held it up to my face.I frowned, unsure of her intention, until I looked closer. The image on the screen caught my attention immediately, it was Samantha. She appeared to be arguing with, or even striking, the woman next to her."That’s Ryan’s mother, but… what is this? And the woman with her, who is she?" I asked, my confusion deepening.Lisa raised her brows, silently urging me to figure it out on my own. But she remained quiet.Taking the phone from her hand, I zoomed in on the video. As soon as I recognized the other figure, my heart sank. My hands flew to my mouth in disbelief as I stared at Lisa."What are they doing together?" I muttered, more to myself. The scene was unsettling, the two of them on what seemed to be a quiet, secluded road. "Why would they meet when they don’t even get alon
RyanIt was late in the evening, and I had just finished giving a speech at a conference I was invited to. Though it was impromptu, I had to attend, even though I still wasn't feeling like myself after what happened yesterday. I had to leave immediately since I had a meeting with Mr. Fernandez. He had literally reached out to me earlier this morning to meet him at a popular restaurant in town.Everything that happened yesterday made me feel less of a man. I didn’t know what to think after finding myself at Alex’s apartment. He’s been insisting Zara has something to do with this.I don’t even know how to convince him otherwise, how to tell him she’s innocent and wouldn’t spike my drink. When I went home this morning, I found her crying because I hadn’t returned her calls. She thought something had happened to me, and Jasper didn’t pick up her calls either.This isn’t the first time I have experienced this. It always starts with a sharp headache, and suddenly, I become sleepy. I have al
EmilyIt’s been two weeks since everything unfolded, and today the primary election was being held. Father went to the venue alongside Mother to keep him company. Don’t get me wrong, he didn’t go there to support the Mayor. In fact, he believes there’s no chance the Mayor would be among the winners of the primary election. So there’s no guarantee he will even make it to the general election.I had visited the hospital earlier to check on the well-being of my child before heading back home to watch the election updates unfold on the screen.Father had spoken to Ryan about letting his mother have her freedom now that my father had been caught. Though, they’re still going back and forth because Ryan believes she might try to visit him in prison.To make things final, Father advised Ryan to visit the penitentiary and instruct them to deny her any visitation rights. He left for the prison about an hour ago and has yet to return.Since everything was over, I finally had nothing to worry abo
Screeching the car to a halt, I turned off the engine and stepped out. This was the same place where he had once admitted to orchestrating all the tragedies. Why bring me here again? I scanned my surroundings, my eyes darting to every corner. The area was eerily quiet, too quiet. Not a car, not a soul in sight. He knew what he was doing, using this secluded place to his advantage. The sharp tone of my phone snapped me out of my thoughts. I pulled it out and saw Ethan's name flashing on the screen. Great. What now? Ethan had a knack for calling whenever he felt like it, speaking to me like I was beneath him, and then cutting the call before I could say a word. I answered, bringing the phone to my ear while my eyes continued scanning the vicinity. If he brought me here, he could be watching. I had to stay alert. "What the hell did you get involved in? Is this how you plan to take care of my sister?" Ethan's voice boomed through the phone. My jaw clenched. His tone was grating
Ryan I couldn’t believe he ended the call. He’s still as rude as ever. I knew he didn’t just call me; he’s only working with me because that’s what Emily wants. I stood up abruptly, unable to sit still while she was missing. "Where do you think you are going?" Mother asked, preparing to stand up. She’d been indoors ever since I ordered the guards not to let her leave the house. The maid had called earlier to inform me that she hadn’t been eating. That was the only reason I came to see her. She could starve for all I cared, I wouldn’t mind. Amber is gone because of her carelessness, and honestly, I wouldn’t care if something happened to her too. "I'm heading out. I’ll see you later." "You can’t leave me here! I need to step out of this house; I can’t stay locked in forever." She demanded. "I only came here because you’re my mother and because of what the maid told me. Otherwise, you wouldn’t see me here." I paused before adding coldly, "A new maid will be here later to keep yo
Ethan It’s been more than thirty minutes, and we still can’t find Emily. The certifications have been issued to the graduates, and they have taken their oaths, but there’s still no sign of Emily. She can’t just leave without informing anyone. At this point, I blame her guard for giving her the keys without asking questions. How do we find her? People are already leaving. We want to take a family picture, but we can’t find her. If only I had insisted on coming with her. If I had waited, we would have gotten here together. She wouldn’t have left without me knowing where she was headed. She knows I wouldn’t allow her to leave if she didn’t inform me where she was going. "We can’t keep waiting for her. I believe she will come home." Father said, obviously tired of waiting. He’s been seeing guests come to congratulate him on Lisa’s graduation, and has even gotten tired. He should be at home resting, not here when he still has stitches on his body. "She's old enough to take care of hers
It’s been such a busy morning since I woke up. I’ve been helping the maids prepare food for the guests who showed up even before the day had begun. It’s Lisa’s day, and everyone is happy, coming to congratulate and celebrate with her. Finally, we’ve got a neurologist at home. I’ve been wondering how she intends to go after her business.She’ll be resuming work at the hospital a few days later before flying out to her desired place, which Father is still working on. I’m going to miss her; she’s been the most supportive sister and friend I’ve had since I lost my other friends.Everything has happened so fast, in the blink of an eye. I can’t believe I’ve been married before, and now I’m pregnant. I should inform Ryan about it instead of keeping it from him."Hey, what are you thinking?" I looked at the figure. It was Lisa, all dressed up, looking stunning. She was wearing a lace-trim off-shoulder slim dress, with elegant long sleeves and a back cut into a heart shape. Her hair was styled
It was a hectic evening with Lisa. We finally managed to get her something to wear for her graduation. I’m not the one graduating, but I’m so happy she’s signing out of school.When we arrived home, Biggy helped carry the clothes from the car boot while we made our way into the living room.Father hadn’t come with us because he said the Mayor was coming over to see him. I guess he finally agreed to meet him, especially since the scandal he’s caught up in has been spread by bloggers.I’m certain that Ethan had something to do with it, but he feigned ignorance when Father asked him. Speaking of Ethan, I haven’t seen him since he left the office with Freya, who has refused to return despite his requests.We marched into the living room and found Father seated with the Mayor. Their expressions didn’t seem lighthearted.I quietly marched past them and ascended the stairs."Good day, Mayor." Lisa greeted, clearly seated close to Father, as I heard her plop onto the couch."Hello, Lisa! Cong
EmilyIt has been more than ten days since we uncovered the truth that my birth father was the mastermind behind all the chaos that has unfolded. Since Ryan lost track of him that night, there have been no further leads to locate him. My adopted father was livid when he found out, ready to take matters into his hands, but his friend Liam managed to calm him down.There’s a reason I deeply respect Liam. He has a knack for stepping in at the right moment, offering advice that’s both timely and wise. He convinced my father to let Ryan and Ethan handle the situation, especially Ryan, who has been enduring threats and even narrowly escaped death, all because of me.In four years of marriage, I had no idea Ryan was hiding such a burden from me. None of this made sense at first, but after my birth father admitted to all his crimes, I couldn’t deny the truth. He never truly liked me, not even as a child. If not for my mother standing up for me, I might have ended up in an orphanage, far remov
It took me a few minutes to bring Emily back to her senses. She was losing it and needed someone to ground her. We couldn’t fight her father here, he came prepared, determined to take her away with him. "Don’t say a word." I warned her, turning to face the man standing in front of us. He doesn’t deserve to be anyone’s father. How could Jasper not find anything substantial on him when I asked him to investigate? "I’m disappointed in you." I began, my voice steady and sharp, "not just as Emily’s father but as a so-called boss who can’t even protect his men from danger." He furrowed his brows, clearly confused, as if he didn’t understand what I had just said. "You must remember when I told you that only a fool hides while his world crumbles around him. Your men were kidnapped, yet all you could think to do was chase someone you’ll never catch." "Is this your attempt to provoke me?" He retorted, his tone calm but laced with disdain. "You’ve failed. Your words mean nothing to me." "Ca
I made sure all the plans were in place before stepping out, fully prepared. He’s coming to get Emily, while the twins and their boss are coming for their friends body, and that of his brother. I will finally uncover who wanted Emily dead and went so far as to plant a bomb in her car. The anonymous figure who’s been tormenting me for years, forcing me to divorce her, needs to be unmasked. I need answers. Why has he been doing all this? Once I was ready, I got into the car, buckled my seatbelt, and drove off. We’re out to catch two people today. "Hey, is everything set? Any movement yet?" I asked, gripping the steering wheel tightly as I exited the parking lot. My nerves were shot, not because of the plan itself, but because Ethan kept giving us problems. I could only hope he wouldn’t jeopardize this operation. "Nothing yet, but that doesn’t mean no one will show up. You’ve seen the twin brother. He’s not just starving, he’s like that because he’s been separated from his brother." K