It was a long night, and when Chelsea finally told Vincent about everything that happened in his absence, I was flushed pink as different emotions swirled through me because of the way Vincent paid keen attention to whatever Chelsea was saying.”I must say you are a good friend to Emily. I wish I knew you earlier." Vincent said after drinking the juice inside the glass cup.He reclined his back to the chair as he watched between me and Chelsea.”So if you had known Chelsea before me, would she be your best friend?" I asked Vincent with a sullen expression. I already went up to check up on Xavier but he is still sleeping. When I came back to the dining room, Chelsea and Vincent were still discussing.Before Vincent could reply me, half-sleeping, Chelsea chose to reply.”Emily, I think you are jealous, and don't tell me no because you are fucking Jealous right now, and it's written all over you." She squealed, her voice filled with excitement and I had to stop myself from blushing righ
3 YEARS LATER“Mummy. Are we at our destination now?" Young Xavier said as he hung onto my shoulder. We just got off our flight after leaving Spain several hours ago.I kissed his cheeks with a bright smile on my lips. “Yes, Mummy is in Los Angeles," I replied him, and he smiled, looking over my shoulder. Coming back here was one of my lifelong dreams, and giving Xavier absolute protection was one of them.Vincent came down from the plane with our luggage in his hand. “Uncle Vee!" Xavier yelled with her small voice, waving his hand in the air. I chuckled when I saw Vincent flash him a bright smile as he approached us.“We are here" Xavier beckoned to Vincent. He finally relaxed when Vincent got to our side and stopped jumping.“You are happy to hear Xavier," Vincent said, mimicking Xavier's cute tone, and I had to stop myself from grinning.”Yes, Uncle Vee." Xavier replied.I made a promise to take care of Xavier, but I won't deny him from his father because of the ill-fated relatio
EMILY'S POVThe drive to where Vincent was taking me didn't take long because the driver took a left turn and drove into an estate after forty minutes of leaving the airport.Xavier was busy playing with the toy in his hand while I looked at the view of the city. It's almost the same but there are some slight changes now in Los Angeles city. “It's actually my parents' house. I should have let you know in the first place," Vincent said, turning to face me, his sharp tone cut through my thoughts.I could see the pleading in his eyes as he looked at me. I flashed him a quick smile to calm his racing nerves. It won't be a big deal to know who his parents were.“It's fine," I replied.Even if they were his foster family, the fact that they brought him up well made me realize they are reputable people.The car pulled to a stop. The man in the black suit gets out of the car and rounds it briskly, only to see him at the door.He pulled the door open for us and helped Xavier down before I foll
“I'm sorry you had to hear that from my parents Emily. They were just concerned about me getting married" Vincent said the moment we got to the spacious sitting room.Vivian and Mr Slyvester were still busy discussing in the dining room. After the heated conversation I had with Vincent's parents, I wasn't sure if society even recognized me anymore as Liam's ex-wife.Vivian knew I gave birth to Xavier, and yet they still wanted me to marry Vincent. He had to intervene before Vivian would drain me with questions and at a point, Vivian carried Xavier on her lap. I could have sworn that Xavier was free in their presence. “I am not angry, Vee and I want to confess that they are nice people. It's really great talking to them." I said in a low tone and clamped my lips against each other to rub the lipgloss well.Vincent rested his back against the wall and crossed his legs. Vincent rubbed his jaw lightly and stared at me with those captivating eyes, his lips set into a thin line.“You mean
Xavier got enrolled in a new school and was put in the creche class. We both went back home in my new car after paying the necessary fees at his school.“Mummy, Uncle Vee won't come?" Xavier asked in his small voice.I parked the car inside the parking lot and got out of the car after carrying Xavier from the backseat.“Uncle Vee is not coming today Xavier but he will be coming tomorrow morning" I said and he nodded his head like an honest obedient child.Even if he didn't get what I was saying, he nodded his head to whatever I said, and I think this was how Xander learned faster compared to other kids of his age.We were about to walk inside when a call came in on my cell phone. Instead of picking up the call, I walked briskly towards the door and unlocked it using the key.“Mummy, I will ride the car," Xavier said, pouting his cheeks at me.He is already full compared to me who didn't eat anything because of loss of appetite.I put him down and crouched low to the floor in front of
I already got a nanny to stay with Xavier just for today but my little bunny didn't stop crying for me to stay with him.It was already 9 a.m. when the nanny came in.“Good morning Ms Emily. I am the nanny you sent for. We both talked on the phone last night" The nanny explained and bowed her head slightlyXavier wrapped his small hand around my thighs and kept crying. His voice is distracting me but I try my best to put up my best smile.”I remember you, Ms Linda. I will be back in the evening, just make sure you take good care of him." I said aloud and lifted Xavier off the floor.“Mummy!" He cried out slowly, but I managed to pet him.“I will take good care of him, ma," Linda replied.“His food is already set on the dining table and also his snacks. You can let him play with his toys if he is feeling bored"“Alright ma" Walking inside my room, I dropped Xavier on the bed and pulled out the new dress Chelsea got for me last night.After undressing myself, I put on the new dress and
My heart drummed loudly in my chest as I sat on the piano bench. Relaxing my arms and fingers over the keys, I breathed in and exhaled before pressing on the keynote and the Melody flowed softly inside the wide hall.Heart beating fast and blood pumping, they listened to the piece of my heart and watched me in amazement. When I finished the note, a round of applause echoed through the walls of the room. “Please clap your hands together for Ms Emily. She has been very talented right from high school till today," The MC said as I made my way towards Vincent.With every step I took, I felt the weight of two pairs of eyes staring at me. I never stopped digging into my back, but I didn't look back to check who it was.“It was an amazing piece," Vincent said, and I couldn't help the pink hue that tainted my cheeks.“Thank you, Vee," I said and tilted my head to where Father was. Everyone was busy discussing it but I have been feeling pressured.A reporter walked towards Aysel and began to
Perhaps there is something I am mixing up here, or Liam was not in his right mind right now.“And who are you talking about?" I asked, my voice rising but I tried to remain calm.“Good. I know you will deny it. You got pregnant for Vincent, thinking I wouldn't know. You dare cheat on me and even have the guts to file for a divorce." He spat out every word like venom, cutting through the thick air.It felt as if my soul would be ripped out of my body. This was the thought he has had about me since all these days.I swallowed hard, trying hard to fight the lump at the back of my throat that was threatening to make me burst into tears.Who fed him all these lies?And here I was thinking, Xavier might still meet his father in the future.Instead of refuting his claim, I decided to go with the line of his words. I thought I was fine with this.At least this way, we will go our separate ways.“Why are you getting angry when it's just about me cheating? Have you forgotten you did the same? W
EMILY'S POVXavier kissed my cheek before going outside with Chelsea because his school bus was already around. I was already done preparing for work when Chelsea came back “What is going to happen now?” Chelsea asked and I puffed my cheeks before exhaling.“I will just go to work like a normal secretary but I won't let him have his way with me,” I said and packed my hair into a bun. “The worst scenario is to inform him I already have a child,”, I said, and Chelsea's eyes almost popped out of her socket.“What?” She asked with her eyes widened. “He won't take that information lightly Emily,” Chelsea said and I know she was actually trying to tell me to reconsider this, but I can't.,Liam will have to deal with this information himself and I even wonder why I decided to keep him from him when I can just inform him that Vincent is the father. He already accused me of getting pregnant for him so this won't cause a shock to me. He will finally find a good reason to hate me more “He will
AYSEL'S POVThe moment I ended the call, his message came in. I can't believe he wasn't even living that far away from here. I kickstart the car engine and drive out of the compound.A few minutes later, I parked the car In front of the huge gate and honked loudly. Two men walked up to the gate and pulled it open. I drove in slowly and stopped when they instructed me to stop.The men checked my face before allowing me to go in and I drove in. Getting down from the car, I walked towards the entrance and pressed the doorbell gently. The door opened, and I came in; my eyes darted around the room. “I told you to leave now, can't you hear me?” I heard a familiar voice yelling. A girl squealed before running out of the room. She passed me by with her clothes clutched to her hand.Walking towards the sitting room, I saw Andrew putting on his trousers. He took the glass containing the wine from the table and drank from it.“Why are you standing there all alone? Come here,” He said, and I wal
AYSEL’s POV“Mum, you can't tell me to just sit around when Dad already made it clear that I am no longer allowed to enter the company premises,” I said, my voice usually loud today compared to any other day and I don't know why I was even taking out my anger on Mother when he clearly did her best Still, I am disappointed in her for letting me sleep over in a cell room.“Aysel, Mother will never let that happen,, Hun. I will talk to your father…” She said, her voice laced with worry but I didn't even care. I cut her off before she could finish her statement.“What? You are still going to talk to Dad. Just like the same way you refused to bring in a lawyer that should have helped me in the interrogation room.” I yelled and yanked her hand away from touching me.“Aysel” She screamed and gripped my shoulder. “I told you it was because he told me the lawyer was on his way. I didn't know it was a lie.” Mother said and swallowed hard. “It was not intentional for me to look at you that way
EMILY'S POV Laura came to her daughter's rescue just in time. “I won't allow you to do that Brandon. Aysel is your daughter before you even know this so-called Emily. She is trying to ruin it.” Laura said but Father ignored her.Aysel felt a bile rise up in her throat as the officer led her towards where she was going to write her statement. She couldn't believe what was happening. Her father, the man she had always admired and respected, was turning against her because of her character but she failed to realise that. That's what she deserved for playing dirty.“You will learn how to speak to me, Laura. I am still the head of the household.” Father snapped but then, he grabbed the back of his head. “Meet me at home then you will see the huge loss your child caused to the company I built with my sweat.” Father retorted back and left the police station.Laura walked towards him, “So now she is no longer your child Brandon. This is a misunderstanding. At least try to get her out of here
However, Father nodded curtly and turned to face me. “She is going to confess right now, but please pardon me, Emily,” Father said and I decided to take his words seriously.This is the second time my father will ever ask me for a favour after the arranged marriage I had with Liam. Even now, he regrets leaving me with him and he rarely calls me after our divorce.”Ms Aysel, are you admitting that you voluntarily pushed Miss Emily down?” the cop asked Aysel and tears trickled down her face as she swallowed hard.“I… I did it,” Aysel said, and I looked at her puffed cheeks as she continued to sob hard like a kid.”I pushed Emily down the stairs,” Aysel said and shot daggers at me when she said that.She must have thought I was going to flare up in her anger but I didn't.“Ms Emily. Do you want us to press charges against her?” The officer asked and for a minute, I recalled what my father said before.“let her go. I only want her to tell the truth.” I said and decided to gamble with her
Emily's pov”You were both caught by the CCTV camera walking down the stairs. And the nearby camera caught you two arguing before you suddenly pushed her down. I believe you know this is an attempted murder?” The cop said and blood drained from Aysel's face, her face flushed red.“I didn't push her down,” Aysel said with gritted teeth and looked at my way. “Tell them I didn't push you. You are trying to manipulate me from telling the truth Emily. I didn't push you down,” Aysel said with her raised at me, but I didn't flinch.This is exactly the kind of emotion I wanted from her. She should feel the same pain I passed through when she pushed me down the stairs. I guess this incident must have jogged her memory back to realize this has happened before but instead of me in her position, she is in my position. “I have other evidence to back up Miss Emily's claim,” the attorney beside me said and took out some files from her bag.She gave it to the Cop and read what was in it aloud for bo
EMILY'S POV“My lawyer will be joining her soon,” she said and walked inside to meet her daughter.My lips widened with a smile, hearing his reply. “It is going to get interesting soon", I said, and not long after, a black van was parked in front of the police station, and high school girls, including college boys, got down.“Where is the bitch. Get her out now!" One of the girls screamed wildly with a crate of eggs sitting on her hand."Get her out! Get her out!" Others chorus in unison."Emily. Don't tell me you did this?" Vincent asked, his eyes calculative as he checked my expression for any hint but I didn't reveal any."Let's get in," I said and walked inside the building. "I didn't know I had crazy fans like this," I added quickly.The police will try to handle the girls outside while I will try to steam things up inside. Vincent approached one of the cops who directed us to where Aysel was being held. Laura was standing outside the receptionist hall while I assumed Aysel was
EMILY'S POV“You this bitch,” Laura said with gritted teeth, her body shaking as she held onto my hand. “You think I will let you go just like that?” She said mockingly and a smirk graced the corner of my lips.She must think I am still the same little weak girl. Well, I am the one in charge now, she can just disappear for all I care.I know she hasn't seen the news yet. Sooner or later, it will circulate the company premises and the shareholders will soon be aware of what kind of person Aysel is.Father might try not to let everyone know about what is going on but I am sure she won't be able to keep her position anymore.“Oh, Mother,” I said in a mocking voice, with my eyes filled with concern. This is just the tip of the iceberg for me. Acting has always been what I would have done if studying in school didn't work out.“I'm sorry but I am in a hurry right now,” I said and took a glance at my wristwatch. “Can I come back to meet you later? I have an urgent matter to attend to.” I sa
The light filtered in through the open window. My phone rang loudly on the bed while I was busy packing the clothes I wore last night inside the bag. Vincent was the one who helped me get a new set of clothes to wear this early morning before I could get discharged. ”Pick the call, I will be outside waiting for you” Vincent said after making sure I didn't forget anything. He took the bag I packed in my clothes away. I wanted to laugh but I actually held myself back. Perhaps, Vincent might already know who was calling which was why he decided to leave. Standing beside the bed, I took the phone and checked the caller ID. It was Chelsea. With my hand clenched around the phone, I gritted my teeth together. How could Vincent tell Chelsea what happened just like that? The phone stopped ringing only for me to realise that I hadn't picked up her call. Chelsea's call came in again and I had to pick it this time. “Emily. How are you?” Chelsea's panic voice filled my eardrum and I bit my