"I'll go to my parents."
"Are you crazy? will they accept you? you know that they forced you into this loveless marriage because of the benefits, now that you are divorced do you think they will accept you?" Kenzie half yelled and Cara slumped on the ground crying. "What do I do? I am confused, what do I do?" she wept and Kenzie hugged her. "Okay, we'll try, just so you know, if they don't accept you back you can stay with me or my parents, they'll gladly accept you," Kenzie comforted her. Two hours later, Cara rang the doorbell and a woman In a maid attire opened the door, she gasp immediately as she saw the miserable looking woman who was formally the young mistress of the house. "Miss Cara...." "Please inform my parents of my arrival," Cara said walking into the house and maid left. "Still hasn't changed a bit," Cara looked around and stared at the empty space where her picture once hung. "Why are you here?" A soft voice asked and Cara turned to the staircase, a woman, a very beautiful woman stood carefully descended down the staircase stopping before her. "Mom...." "Is it true?" "What?" "Is what the papers said true!?" Evelyn raised her voice and flung the newspaper she was holding at her. Cara picked up the papers and read the headlines. BILLIONAIRE DAMIEN ZORIC'S WIFE CARA ZORIC DIVORCED AND ACCUSED OF INFIDILITY. Cara collapsed on the couch covering her mouth as she sobbed. The headlines had a picture of her and Damien. "I didn't cheat on him, I want to see Dad." "Oh you want to see your father now? he can't even look at you, is this how we raised you uh? I raised you to be a good natured woman but you chose to be a whore, suit yourself, now get out!" Evelyn yelled pointing at the door. "You can't drive me away please mom, where do I go?" Cara begged her mother who was adamant. "You should have thought of that before you went and slept with another man and for your information, we no longer recognize you a daughter of this family, your sister Vivian is better than you. Security!" Evelyn called and two muscular men arrived. "Throw her out," she commanded and the men dragged her away despite her protests. Looking at the figure being dragged away, Vivian smiled wickedly. "My plan worked, Eric did well. Now I’ll have Damien all to myself," she smiled. Damien sat in his bedroom, gulping down drinks upon drinks as his friend tried to stop him. "I thought you said you don't love her then why are you wasting away because of her?" Rafael snatched the glass of whiskey from him and he glared at him. "I don't love her now give me back my drink and get out." "Yeah yeah, whatever makes you sleep at night. Do you really believe she cheated on you?" "The pictures says it all," Damien took out the pictures and threw it at him, Rafael took a look at the pictures before dropping them on the table beside him. "It might look like her but it's not her." "What makes you say so? I have already had the pictures analyzed in case it was photoshopped," Damien slammed the glass on the table in annoyance. "I just believe that it wasn't her in the pictures and if it really wasn't her in the pictures, what are you gonna do about it?" Rafael asked and stood up arranging his jacket. He looked over at him before walking to the door. "By the time you come back to your senses, it might already be too late," with that said, Rafael walked away shutting the door behind. Cara arrived just in time as Rafael was driving out, she waved her hands to stop him and he slowed down. "Cara? what are you doing here?" "I need to speak with him, I need to convince him that it's not me," Cara cried. "I don't know if he is ready to see you but I'll see what I can do," Rafael said and instructed the guard to let her in. "Good day ma'am," the maid greeted as Cara walked into the house, Cara smiled nervously and told the maid to inform Damien of her arrival. "What are you doing here?" Damien looked at her coldly as he climbed down the stairs. Cara gulped as she watched him coming towards her. "I am innocent of all those accusations levelled against me," she said confidently. Damien looked steadily into her eyes as if to know if she was telling the truth. "Where were you on Tuesday?" "I don't know!" Cara didn't know what happened after she took the drink that the bartender gave her. "You know what? just get out, I don't want to see your face." Damian rubbed in between his eyebrows, he was starting to lose his cool. "You have to listen to me, let me explain." She held his arm. "What do you want to explain?" Damien pushed her away and she crashed into the chair falling on her butt. He looked at her disgusted. "What about our child?" Cara whimpered. "Security!" Damien called and they appeared immediately. "Throw this woman out of here, I don't want to see her anywhere in this vicinity," Damien ordered and the men grabbed her arms lifting her up. Cara struggled and fought them as they were dragging her out. "Let me explain! Damien don't do this, I am not the one in the picture trust me," tears poured out of her eyes as she begged him. Damien held her gaze for a while before turning his back on her, all hopes died in her. "Damien!!" she yelled and stretched out her hand as if to hold him but the men dragged her out and the doors closed separating them. Immediately the door closed, Damien's composure broke, hurt and pain filled his eyes. Cara dragged her tired and weak body down the street, limping as she went. As she was about to cross the road, the paparazzi immediately surrounded her asking questions upon questions. Cara froze and wanted to run away but she was immediately circled. "Is it true that Damien divorced you?" "Did you cheat on him?" "Who is your lover? is he someone special to you?" "Have you been cheating on him for many years?" Cara's eyes widened and her claustrophobia kicked in, she started gasping for air but the horde of journalists did not pay attention to her neither did they give her any air. The world began to spin and she suddenly blacked out. Some hours later. "Cara please wake up, if not for please wake up for you baby," A soft voice said in her head. On hearing the word baby, she opened her eyes and sneezed furiously. "Oh my God, I going to call the doctor," Kenzie rushed out of the room and soon came back with a doctor. The doctor did some examinations on her. "Nothing to worry about she is fine, just stressed," the doctor turned to face her, "Don't stress the baby to much." "Thank you doctor," she thanked the doctor and was discharged. Kenzie booked an Uber which took them to her apartment. "I can't take this humiliation anymore," Cara wept as soon as they arrived and Kenzie hugged her. "Don't worry I'll figure out a way." Kenzie said and Cara felt guilty for dragging her along with her problems. "You have done this much for me, how can I ever repay you?" Kenzie smiled, "You can repay me by giving birth to my godchild." Cara giggled and held her flat stomach. "I will never abandon him or her." Kenzie nodded and Cara went to freshen up, when she came out of the bathroom, the dinning table was filled with varieties of food. Cara stood in awe and Kenzie, seeing her frozen face, giggled. "What are we celebrating?" Cara's mood improved on seeing the food, Kenzie popped a champagne and poured it into the two champagne glasses on the table. she gave a glass to Cara and took hers. "To freedom and new life!" Kenzie clinked her glass with Cara's and they both drank before settling to eat. Kenzie paused and stared at Cara for a while, she noticed Kenzie's fixed stare and raised a brow. "What?" "I have just figured out a solution, how about you relocating to Greensboro, you could stay with my parents, start a new life possibly achieve your dreams," Kenzie suggested, "or maybe not.... just forget what I said. "No wait, that's a good idea, after all there is nothing left for me here other than humiliation," Cara whispered. Kenzie reached out and held her hands. "Look Cara, In every dark cloud, there is always a silver lining, maybe this situation opened your eyes, gave you chance to achieve your dreams so don't ever lose hope," she said hopefully and Cara smiled. "Never knew you could give a sermon like that, you should have opened a church." Kenzie burst out laughing and smack her before going back to their dinner. Later that night. "What did they say?" Cara asked anxiously. Earlier, Kenzie called her parents to asked if she could stay with them, she also explained her situation to them. "They agreed, mom even went to clean a room for you." Cara jumped and hugged her tightly. "So when do we leave?" "Tomorrow." "Perfect."Cara packed her luggage while Kenzie booked an Uber. When the Uber arrived, the driver assisted her in arranging the luggage into the booth of the Uber. Cara looked at her bestfriend with tears in her eyes."I will miss you Kenzie," Cara wiped the tears spilling out of her eyes as Kenzie hugged her. "Don't cry it's not good for the baby, you should always be happy," Kenzie said wiping her tears, "now you've made me cry."Cara got into the Uber and waved at her. "Remember to keep in touch with me," McKenzie shouted as the Uber was driving away. Cara poked her head out of the car window, "I will, I will call you when I've landed." "Okay," Kenzie waved her a goodbye and stared at the receding figure of the car. Cara rolled up the windows and watched the building race past with heaviness in her heart."Forgive me for intruding in your business but why are you leaving?" the middle aged driver asked her. "To find a new life," Cara said hopefully. He nodded and continued driving till then t
Cara's POVSally showed me to my room, she said that it was McKenzie's room before she left for Babcock city. I freshened up and dressed in my favorite dress, a maroon off shoulder dress, I could smell the chicken curry she was cooking, I could tell it was definitely going to be good. I was about to go help set the table when I suddenly remembered that I had to call McKenzie.I picked up my phone and dialled her number, it rang twice before she picked."Hey coconut head, I told you to call but you didn't, so I thought your plane crashed or something. I was already about to call Mom," McKenzie sounded disappointed and I smiled, at least someone still cared about me."I forgot...""How can you forget? it is like the most simplest thing to do," Kenzie said frustrated."Okay, I am sorry for not calling you," I apologized, I could feel her temper calming. "You making me feel bad for screaming at a pregnant woman," she sighed and burst out laughing."How's him?" "Him?""Damien, you know,"
Damien POV"What deal?" I asked when her heard her talking on the phone about some deal. she stiffened immediately and her face turned pale which left me confused."I..it's just a business deal, you know....work and stuff," she smiled and I could tell it was forced."I didn't know you've opened a business? tell me about it," I sat down on the sofa and handed her the juice she requested. "You really want to know? well....well...I am a makeup influencer," she said more like blurted out and I smiled. Something doesn't seem right at all."So you're into a deal? Tell me about it maybe I can help you," I told her and her eyes widened."No! No, the deal is extremely confidential," Vivian anxiously said and I shrugged nonchalantly."Okay," I mumbled and we sat in silence."Do you know where Cara is?" Vivian asked, I could sense a little bit of anxiety in her tone."I was just about to ask you," I faced her and she looked away."Oh," she shifted closer to me and suddenly hugged me, pressing h
A month later....Cara walked into the kitchen where Sally was doing the cooking."I can't continue to stay here for free, I want to find a job," she said to Sally making her turn almost instantly."But we can provide for you till you give birth, you don't have to work," Sally said but Cara shook her head, she didn't want to be a liability to them, at least courtesy demands so."No, I want to work and contribute to the upkeep of the house, I don't want to be a liability," she insisted and Sally gave into her demands."Okay, if that is what you want then so be it...there is a restaurant with a vacancy, you can apply for a post there," Sally suggested agreeing with her because she knew there was nothing she could do."Thank you Sally, I am very grateful for your support.""No need to thank me, it's what every good person would do besides you are like a daughter to me," Sally said caressing her cheek before going back to cooking.The next day, Cara went to the restaurant looking for a job
"I got the job!" Cara yelled and hugged a surprised Sally. "You got a job? When?" Harry asked obviously unaware of the situation. Sally and Cara looked at each other, Sally nudged her head towards him and Cara understood. "Umm, the thing is....I got a job as a cook at a restaurant," Cara replied staring at the floor at the same time watching him through her lashes. "Why didn't you inform me?" Hurt evident in his tone, Cara instantly felt guilty. "You'd do everything possible to change my mind and I don't want that," she concluded. Harry knew better than to scold her afterall this is what every responsible lady would do instead of sitting around doing nothing. "I won't scold you, but if this job is what you want then good luck," he gave up on the issue, "but to think that Sally was with you on this? She didn't inform me," Amusement flashed in his brown. "How could I tell you? You'd only refuse besides I don't see why she can't work, maybe she might meet her true love there or some
Damien called Ron on his way out. "Did you find her?" Ron asked on the other side of the phone. "The only Cara who lives in this building is dead, it's not my Cara," Damian sighed heavily, his voice cracked as he tried to hide his emotions. "Search the country a second time, don't miss out any details," he said. "Right on it," Ron said and hung up. A pang of guilt ripped right through his chest, Damian held his chest and sat down on a nearby bench in the park. "If only I had trusted you, if only I had not let my anger cloud my judgement. How can I ever make it up to you?" He let out a silent wail as his heart cried. He remembered Rafael's warning and yet he fucking trusted a picture over his wife. The annoying sound coming from his phone drew his attention to it, someone was calling. "Yes?" "Oh my God Damien I was very worried about you, where are you? I have been to your house but the maid told me you weren't around," Vivian wailed shrilly. Damien frowned at her questions.
Damien flew back to Babcock city the next day depressed, the only clue to finding her was gone even Ron had to check the names of people who boarded flight out of the country only few Caras boarded flight and none were her. "Welcome back Damien," Vivian squealed as he stepped into the mansion. Damien had just arrived from the airport and he was dead tired, he didn't have the strength to face her. Recently, she has been clinging to him like a leech. "What are you doing here Vivian?" He asked tiredly and slumped in the couch. Vivian grinned and sauntered towards him. "I have been staying here ever since you left," she sat beside him massaging his chest. Damian glanced at her hand tiredly maybe it was the alcohol he had on the plane coupled with tiredness that was making him unable to move his body. "Go away Vivian," he drawled and his eyes shut. Vivian looked surprised for a while before she smirked. "Help me carry him to his room," she commanded the maid and she helped her. When th
Doctor Ivan prescribed some vitamins for her to take. "Make sure to take them regularly, keep away from stress and stay healthy," he advised and she nodded. "Thank you doc," Cara beamed and left the hospital. On her way back to work, she went to a confectionery and bought some cakes and sweets for her colleagues. * Vivian aggressively threw her limited edition Hermes bag on the chaise lounge as she walked in. "Get me a glass of water!" She screamed at the maid who just walked in, the maid scurried away mumbling a curse. Vivian paced to and fro in the living room swearing and cursing. "Here ma'am," the maid said in a squeaky voice. Vivian, vexed at the maid slowness, took the glass of water and dumped it on her. The maid squealed when she suddenly felt the chilled water on her body. "Were you deliberately taking your time fetching me a glass of water?" She snapped at the maid who stood shivering. "You asked me to bring a glass of water for you and I did just that," the maid hurl
The cruise ship was filled people from tycoons, magnate, old money to famous designers, artists, actors and actresses, models, everybody who was somebody in the upper class society. People made deals, signed partnerships, build connections while watching out for their reputation, afterall the business world was a cutthroat, one could go down more easily than they could climb up. Many women wanted to climb the social ladder and they would do whatever it took to bring down each other if it would mean them going a step higher. Eric sat at the bar twirling his wine and looking around with a smirk while his secretary Roxanne, dressed in a tight and revealing red satin dress, flirted with the bartender. Vivian dressed in a blood red body hugging dress with a devilish slit running from her right thigh downwards, her silk black hair falling to her back limply like seaweeds. She chatted with her friend Yulia while looking around in expectation, desperately searching for Damien, she complet
Eric rolled out of bed, he raked his fingers through his hair. Vivian reached out and hugged his waist groaning."Don't leave yet," she whined. Eric pushed her away and stood up."I still haven't gotten any information from you, you know how much I hate being delayed," he coldly glared at her making the room temperature suddenly drop.Vivian gulped and sat up, drawing the bedsheet to cover her body, "I think I have an information for you, when I visited Damien in his office, a woman also came though I didn't see her face, she sounded like Cara."Eric glanced at her disapprovingly, "Considering what that bastard did to her, he would be the last person she would want to see," he growled. He had already gotten info about the woman in Damien's company but he still has gotten her identity yet."You are right, that's if she wasn't pregnant, unfortunately she was," Vivian threw back. Eric went into a deep thought, he stood up and walked out of the room."Eric! Eric!" She screamed behind him
Next day.....Damien woke up early, cleaned the whole house and cooked. Yesterday he had sent the househelp away, He was so anxious he couldn't sleep well at night. After cooking different dishes, he assembled them on the dining table.*Ding ding*His doorbell rang, he rushed to open the door only to find a pizza delivery guy. Damien almost went crazy with expectation."Did I order for a pizza?" He asked more to himself than to the guy. "You are Mr Damien right?"He nodded."You ordered from Takeout pizzaria few minutes ago," the pizza guy said checking his clipboard. Damien suddenly faceplamed himself scaring the pizza guy in the process."Sorry my bad," he signed on the clipboard and took the pizza from the guy."Um.... excuse me, are you single?" The pizza dude suddenly asked catching him off guard. Wtf?Damien quirked his brow at the guy, he wanted to ask him what he had meant with question when he saw the blush on the guy's face. Dude was gay.Damien awkwardly answered, "No, I
The news was completely taken down, it was later said that the Zoric conglomerate had a hand in taking down the news. Many speculated that it was because Vivian was still in a relationship with the president of Zoric. Vivian cheered inwardly, now that Damien had taken the news down, she would still be seen as his girlfriend. She opened her Instablog page and posted. *I trust my man on issues like this, he never disappoints. Thank you love* Then she posted a picture of herself and Damien, a picture she took a long time ago. As soon as she posted it, it went viral and people started commenting, showering praises and admirations on her. Vivian was smiling brightly, reading comments after comments when a call came in. "Yes Kira, what's it," she boredly picked at her fingers. Her manager calling her signified that the company wanted her back. "The superiors wants you back, your suspension have been annulled." Vivian smirked, when she had refused to say anything about the issue,
Damien's POV The door opened slightly, revealing a little blond girl with a pair of mischievous green eyes. "Hi Mister," she grinned. I stood stunned, staring at the little grinning creature in front of me not saying a word. Her green eyes were like mine but she looked alot like Cara, it took no soothsayer to tell me she was my kid. The little girl tilted her head, her eyes still sparkling, "Hey Mister, are you here for my mommy?" I was about to answer when another voice came out from behind the door, a boy with dark brown hair and blue eyes poked his head out. His eyes were just like Cara's, he even had her hair color but he looked alot like me. So this was what I would look like if I had brown hair and blue eyes. He gave me a questioning look and widened the entrance. "Paris, didn't Mom say we were expecting someone?" The little boy flicked the girl's forehead and ran in yelling. Paris, that was the name of my daughter. I crouched to her level, "are you alright?" She was hol
Vivian drove to Damien's company to find him, the news still haven't been put down, though it lessened with Henry's intervention. Her phone had been going on and off with numerous calls from the higher-ups in the company, another call came through, it was her manager."Vivian! Why haven't you been answering her calls? The directors wants to see you, and why haven't you said anything about those accusations? Are they true?" Kira was literally panicking, she wiped the sweat on her brows. Since Vivian's refusal to say anything about the issue, she has been the one receiving the bitter end of the stick."Tell him I am busy, I am currently on my way to rectify the issue, don't anything about it!" She shouted. Kira was starting to piss her off, why couldn't the god-damned lady do what she's told to do."The superiors are breathing down my neck, they demand an explanation, did you really have an affair with director Henry?" Kira raked her hand through her hair as she felt an headache coming
Cara stomped into the elevator ignoring the calls coming from behind her, Carson was chasing after her which she knew was followed by the one person she didn't want to meet."Miss Perry! Please wait!" Carson called but she pressed the button, the elevator doors shut and descended. "Where is she?" Damien impatiently looked around and sighted the glowing numbers above the elevator, he wasted no time and took the stairs leaving his assistant dumbfounded."Take care of that thing in my office," he shouted. Carson nodded and went back to the office. Vivian was sitting on the floor in a daze, she was still trying to understand if what she saw was actually true or not."Miss Carters, the president has requested for you to leave," he politely said and stared at the woman. His boss was becoming incomprehensible."Who was that? That woman?" She stood up and adjusted her dress. Carson assessed the woman in front of him, he didn't trust her."One of the president's business partners," he opened
The next day, the tabloids were filled with her images. Vivian gritted her teeth staring murderously at the magazine, she couldn't believe that this was the help Eric wanted to give her.Famous daughter and model, Vivian Carters accused of being director Henry's mistress.Did Vivian Carters seduce her way to the top? Her relationship with the modeling director remains unclear.Vivian threw the magazine away in panic gritting her teeth, there were even pictures of them at different locations. Vivian was sure that her Instablog account would have been filled with hateful comments by now.She picked her phone and dialled Eric's number."Like what you see?" Eric smirked sinisterly, did she really think that no one would know?"What do you think you're doing Eric? I thought you said you would help me," Vivian bit her tongue to prevent a curse from spilling out, right now she was at his mercy."And I did, it's up to you to use it well," and he hung up. So what if she had slept with the dire
"And what are you going to do huh? Now you know, what are you going to do?"Damien was silent for a while," Cara–""Don't even ask, I suggest we just continue our lives like we never met each other," her cold words pierced his heart. Damien lowered his lashes in guilt."I am sorry, I can't even ask you to forgive me cause I know you won't," he breathed. "What about our child?" That was all he could ask."What do you mean by our child? It's my child, my children not yours," She narrowed her eyes at him, clenching her fists."Children?""Yes children, I gave birth to triplets and they are mine, don't even think of filling for custody," Cara wanted to leave but he grabbed her wrist stopping her, Cara snatched her wrist almost immediately as if his touch burned. Damien saw the hateful look in her eyes, his heart churned."Don't you want them to know their father?" This was his last trump card, he hoped this would work. Cara flustered, it was not that she didn't want the kids to know their