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I had no negative thoughts about it, it was the best decision I made, knowing I would be helping her for a short period of time. Whatever her reasons were for lying to me, I don’t care to know."It’s in the past. She’s moved on without me." I said, turning away from him. Talking about her now won’t change the fact that she’s no longer with me."If you feel this way about her, why did you sign the divorce papers?" He asked, making me turn back to face him. Without giving me time to respond, he walked off, taking the stairs.I followed him, trailing behind as we made our way back to his office. Pushing the door open, I stepped closer to the bed. Zara was lying down, her hands resting on her chest, staring up at the ceiling.As I sat on the bed, she looked at me, her face swollen from the punch. "I warned you to stay away from her. Didn’t you say you liked her? Isn’t that what you told me?"I couldn't understand how someone could turn from love to hate so quickly."Are you siding with he
They both settled in, and Jasper jumped into the driver's seat, waiting for my response. I shifted my gaze between the two men before asking. "How’s it going?"One of them, holding a small stamp, spoke up. "This is the company’s stamp. It matches the one on the parcels you’ve been receiving. But here’s the strange part, the stamp is identical, yet the company names are different."I frowned. "Where did you get this from?" I asked, suspicious of how he managed to track the stamp despite the different company names."I followed one of their delivery guys. When I reached the destination, it turned out to be someone I could easily access. Once the dispatch rider left, I had a friend retrieve the box. The company name is on it, but the stamp matches the one on your parcels."The parcels I had been receiving, filled with threatening messages, all came from different companies, yet each one bore the same stamp. If these companies had delivery riders in uniform, none of them matched the casua
It had been over twenty minutes, and we were still waiting for the mechanic to show up. There was no sign of my manager either. I picked up my phone to call him for the second time. I had clients coming to the company, and I couldn’t keep them waiting.Grabbing my phone from the seat next to me, I swiped it open and noticed a text message. I hadn’t realized I received a message from the Department of Motorcycles. I knew I had sent them a plate number to get information, but I wasn’t sure if this was the response.Upon opening the message, I saw a picture of a man, along with his name and address. It could be the man who drove the car that almost ran into us.I quickly forwarded the details and picture to my guys, they knew what to do when they saw it. As soon as I was done, I dropped my phone back onto the seat and stepped out of the car."Boss, is there something I should do?" Jasper asked when he saw me step out."What’s keeping the mechanic? Haven't you called them?" I asked. While
Emily It’s past 3 p.m., and I haven’t left the office to grab lunch. Since returning from the hospital, I’ve been glued to my laptop, working. I couldn’t help but feel bad about what happened, I shouldn’t have been so hard on her. I have endured four years with her, and her little talk shouldn’t have triggered me to punch her. It’s not entirely my fault. If she hadn’t put her leg in the way for me to trip, I wouldn’t have hit her. Let’s just say this is to teach her a lesson next time, she will avoid provoking me. As for Alex, I will have to meet him at the hospital. I really want to find out where she was moved. Just yesterday, she was in her room, and now she’s been relocated. This proves someone might have caught us leaving her room. We were careful, there’s no way it’s because we visited her. I didn’t let the thought weigh me down. What happened was meant to happen. She can report to Ryan for all I care. I’m not his wife, and he can’t scold me. He wouldn’t dare. I pic
He nodded, taking his seat, legs crossed. I had no favors left for him, certainly none for his father's sake. If he wanted to rant, he could, but then he’d need to leave my office."Why are you here?" I asked, watching him closely. There was something off about the way he was staring into my eyes, as if there was more he wasn’t saying.I sat back, waiting for his response. Instead of answering, he stood up, casually walked toward my desk, and sat down on it, settling himself comfortably."Mr. Adams, I will not tolerate this here. You can't move around as you please. This is an office, not your playground." My voice was raised, teetering on a near scream.He ignored the reprimand. "I received your termination letter from my father. But what gives you the right to speak to him the way you did?"So he wanted to change the topic. Fine. I could play along. I leaned forward, meeting his challenging gaze."Your father must have fed you the same lies he tells everyone. Just like you, I suppose
I got to the parking lot but couldn't find Biggy. Looking around, I turned back to the security guard standing at the entrance."Where is he?" I asked, clearly annoyed. I never wanted him, and now that I'm rushing, he's nowhere to be found. What happened to having lunch on time? It's pass 3 pm already."He went inside to have lunch. I will get him for you." He responded, about to leave when I stopped him."That won't be necessary. Did he leave the keys with you? I will drive myself.""Ms. Emily, you can take my car." My secretary offered, handing me her keys.Without wasting time, I took the keys and headed to her car. As I got closer, I unlocked it, settled inside, and drove off.I drove as fast as I could. In ten minutes, I was parking in front of Whiff Wonders.Ready to step out of the car, my phone got my attention. I hurriedly pulled the phone out of my bag, and saw Ethan on the screen."Hey, brother Ethan, are you good?" I asked, stepping out of the car. I closed it behind me an
I arrived home from work, stepping out of the car. I strode to the entrance of the house, making my way to the living room. As I walked into the living room, I found no one, so I proceeded to my bedroom.I pushed the door open, getting close to the bed, I dropped my bag and plopped onto it, my arms spread wide, accompanied by a loud sigh.Today's events played back in my head, from Adams in my office, Ryan's body still not being found, to finding out the lady had been moved out of the hospital. It's too much to handle, and I still can't believe it.I don't know how, but I will definitely get to the bottom of this. And as for Adams, he should be ready for me. What he did today won't be forgiven.After resting for a few minutes, I jerked out of bed and proceeded to change into my towel before heading to the washroom.I paused, catching the aroma from the kitchen. I'm pretty sure the chef is making dinner; I can't get enough of the smell. It's already making me salivate.Turning on the s
I didn’t know whether I had crossed the line or overreacted to what happened yesterday. Father didn’t have dinner with us. After leaving for his room, he didn’t show up again, not even this morning. The maid told me he had left at dawn.I wasn’t convinced, but somehow I thought I had upset him. He has never acted this way towards me or even towards Lisa, who is his biological daughter. I asked if something like this had happened before, but her response was no.I tried calling his phone before leaving the house for a conference I was invited to, but his number wasn’t connecting. I couldn’t help but feel guilty of what happened. I should have listened. I should have gone with Biggy. I bet all of this wouldn’t be happening if I had.“Ms. Emily, are you okay?” I heard, diverting my attention. Turning to the lady seated next to me, I saw concern evident on her scrunched face. “Are you paying attention? I called, but you didn’t respond.” she added. I had met her earlier when I arrived. It
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