VIVIAN’S POV
“This next slide shows the quarterly growth projections…” I suddenly faltered, my words catching in my throat as I prepared to transition to the final slide.
Something was off.
The numbers didn’t match the data I had meticulously prepared.
How could that happen? A chill ran down my spine. This meeting was crucial. I can only force myself to keep going, hoping no one else would notice.
“Excuse me,” Eve’s voice suddenly cut through the room, “But aren’t those numbers wrong?” She announced loudly, her tone dripping with malice.
When she whispered to me yesterday, I never believed that Nate could give her an acute position in the company until I saw Eve in the same boardroom with me. But that wasn’t the most pressing issue right now.
Heads turned, and a murmur spread through the room. My heart raced as the board members’ eyes fixated on the screen.
“What is the meaning of this, Nate? Do you allow substandard employees to deliver presentations with incorrect data and then admit their incompetence outright? Is this some kind of joke?” one board member demanded, his voice heavy with accusation.
Panic surged within me as I fumbled through the color-coded folders, “This is not my data, let me jus—”
“What are you searching for, Hun? Evidence of your failure or just your sense of bearing?” Eve’s voice was sharp and mocking.
“This is nonsense!” another board member barked.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” Nate stepped, his voice cold and calm, immediately commanding attention. Everyone turned to him silently. “I apologize for this unexpected issue. We will take a short break to resolve the data discrepancy and ensure you have the correct information.”
“Let’s have drinks and refresh, everything is on me”
Nate finished with a fake cherry attitude, saving the day but making no eye contact with me at all.
Then a new form of dread settled in my soul.
“In my office. Now,” he said it so slowly, pinning me with the weight of his cold glare.
I trailed behind him, the tension thick in the air, whispers swirling in the wake of our failed presentation.
I'm sure I prepared the right data and double-checked everything before today’s presentation. The data must have been changed, but how?
Nate ushered me into his office, locking the door behind us with a sharp click. I stood before him, head bowed, feeling the weight of his disappointment like a physical blow.
“You were supposed to handle this, Vivian, you let me down,” his bitter voice cut deeper as I struggled to maintain composure.
“I don’t know how it happened,” I answered, my mind in confusion. “I never make mistakes and you know this.''
Nate dragged his tie, exposing the tip of his chest as he began to pace.
“And even if I did, it wouldn't be something this careless,” I said, my voice gathering as my mind circled on all the events that led to the presentation, suddenly I gasped.
Wait a second! Could it be…
“I was framed! Nate,” Recalling the details yesterday, and Eve’s strange attitude in the meeting, something became more clear, “Do you remember yesterday Eve came to the office? Then I found my bag open…”
“Enough.” Nate’s voice boomed, cutting through my explanation.
“Can’t you stop being that conceited? Are you not tired of refusing to accept the consequences of your own actions? Blaming others for your own ill-preparedness is pathetic. You failed, Vivian. Own it.”
I flinched, a coldness spread in my chest.
“You think I did this? On purpose?” I asked in anger, lacing my words.
“The evidence speaks more, don't you think?” he replied, pouring himself a drink and I scoffed in anger.
This was totally him!
“Well I didn’t see any evidence! ” I shot back, my voice bold and unmasking my anger at his obvious betrayal. How could he not believe me!
A knock sounded interrupted the tense silence between us.
Ethan walked in. I struggled to hold back tears as he looked at me.
Nate’s brow furrowed as he addressed his step-brother, “What are you doing here?”
“My staff informed me the meeting's in limbo. Why is there so much tension?”
“You should see how she made that silly mistake, Ethan,” Nate scoffed.
Ignoring the heated glares that Nate and I passed across each other, Ethan interjected, “Let’s not jump to conclusions brother. I found this on my way,” he said,
It’s a broken CCTV camera. I recognized it as the one positioned close to my secretary desk and I wasn’t anywhere close to my desk today because of the presentation!
“I think something went wrong, Nate,” Ethan said carefullyI arched an eyebrow at Nate, silently challenging him. Even Ethan could see the connection!
But instead of acknowledging this new evidence, Nate took a long swig of his drink, his eyes darting between Ethan and me.
Ethan pressed on, “Nate, Vivi has no reason to intentionally sabotage the presentation. All of this was set up.”
Nate brought his glass heavily against his glass table, startling me.
“I know what you’re implying” he snarled, “Saying she was framed or that Eve had something to do with it or was even near you is a stupid thing to even say!”
Seriously?
“You failed, Vivian. Own it instead of blaming innocent people or grasping at coincidences,” Nate spat.
Ethan frowned, “You don’t have to say that Nate.”
“No I don’t. Do you know what else I don’t need?” Nate’s eyes narrowed as he turned to me, a cold smile playing on his lips.
“Your presence, Vivian”
“Your duties will be transferred to a temp for a month. Now get out.”
My eyes widened at his judgement.I looked up sharply, but the icy indifference in his eyes crushed my remaining pride. All of a sudden, I feel nothing to say.
Even faced with the truth, Nate, my own husband, still chose Eve.
As I turned to leave, Eve stood at the door, a knowing smirk twisting her features. The final, cruel punctuation to my humiliation.
I moved quickly away from his office and cleared my desk, angry tears stinging my eyes as I moved to the garage where I planned to drive home.
I struggled for deep breaths but the more I tried to take in air, the more my stomach hurt and soon the pain intensified.
I was a few paces away from my car but my body knew something was wrong, my skin was suddenly clammy and pale, the pain was tearing through me and fast.
My breaths were ragged now and in a split minute i knew i wouldn't be able to drive, I needed help! I mustered up strength and dug my hand into my bag to find my phone quickly, I called Tracy but her phone went straight to voicemail “ I need you, pleas—” my voice cut as the pain cut through me again, the phone falling on the ground and a pained groan escaping my lips as i bent over, my bag falling to the ground files spreading out in chaos as strange hands suddenly touched my shoulders.
“Vivian! Are you ok?” worry etched on Ethan’s face.
I opened my mouth to lie but the next wave of pain knocked the breath out of my lungs, “Ethan, I —” i was about to speak when suddenly i felt something trail down my legs and my eyes caught the trail.
Ethan gasped in horror as he followed my line of sight to find that i was bleeding, the air was knocked out of me as he suddenly swinged me over his hands, carrying me like a bride.
I tried to clutch onto his neck for support but i had no more strength, the world spun and I blacked out.
I woke up later to find Ethan and the doctor in my hospital room. I tried to sit up, drawing their immediate attention as the doctor came towards me and helped me sit up.
“Nothing to worry about, Mrs Stuart. I told your husband that you and the baby were fine” the doctor said and my eyes widened with shock, the doctor nodded her head and left the room and an unwanted wave of shame washed over me as Ethan came close to me.
I gave a small laugh “She thought you were Nate, sorry about that” i said, trying to feel less of the shame that was viciously tearing through me.
“Has he always been an asshole, to you?” Ethan asked me ignoring my early joke , a lie trying to form in my mind but he placed a hand on mine, letting it rest there.
“Why are you still with him?” he asked me, surprising me and I snatched my hand away from him.
I swallowed hard, my mind racing. "You can't tell him, Ethan. This baby is mine." I whispered, my eyes pleading with him to keep my secret.
“Wait,” he started looking confused “Nate doesn't know?” he asked and i suddenly realized that i had released a can of worms, he stood up abruptly refusing to meet my eyes as i swallowed huge lumps of saliva.
My silence made him scoff —
“Why doesn't he know, Vivian?” he turned around and looked at me square in the face, my mouth was dry and i was at a loss for words. What was I supposed to say? Even though he was my brother in law, I was still under contract.
“Does he hit you?” he suddenly asked, his eyes wide with shock and anger lacing his voice, my eyes widened and I shook my head trying to stop whatever this was but Ethan was pacing now, a trait I was realising he shared with his brother.
“I swear it, Vivian, if he put you in this hospital, I am going to make Nate Pay.” he growl through gritted teeth and a crash followed, making our heads turn in shock.
Tracy stood at the doorway, her phone on the floor and her hands trembling. Her eyes were wide and glazed, taking in the scene before her. "“Nate…did this?” she asked, her voice trembling with a mix of confusion and anger.
Ethan turned to face her, his expression a storm of emotions while my heart beat twice as fast, he opened his lips to speak and everything happened in slow motion and I knew that this was the moment, my carefully curated world of lies came undone.
VIVIAN’S POVI looked at Ethan and tried to beg him with my eyes, but he refused to look at me.“Vivi was just saying that she was—” Ethan started to say, and he finally looked at me. I held his gaze, pleading for secrecy.“What is going on? Vivi, why are you in the hospital? Did Nate do something to you? Is that why you called me?” Tracy’s eyes darted between Ethan and me, the atmosphere thick with tension. Her questions made my heart race.“—Due for an ultrasound. I was just saying how happy I was for her and how I was going to rip Nate to shreds for picking a crappy hospital,” Ethan improvised, and the tension in the room dissipated.“Oh?” Tracy asked, a smile forming on her face as she walked towards me, her hands gently cradling my neck. “In that case, we should all rip Nate Stuart to shreds for his crappy taste in hospitals,” she said with a light smile.Ethan cleared his throat. “I believe I am no longer needed. Take care of Vivian; she deserves only the best,” he said, still n
Vivian’s POVThe world was on hold, noises were muted and it was just the three of us. I have never felt the world should open up and swallow me instantly.“Nate, you don’t understand. It’s not what it looks like,” Tracy said, her eyes blazing with fierce determination. The air was thick with tension as Nate’s eyes bored into mine, a reflection of fury and coldness.“I believe I asked my wife a question,” Nate said through gritted teeth. Tracy scoffed, drawing both our gazes.“Your wife?” she asked mockingly and Nate’s eyes turned to slits.I reached for her shirt, trying to nudge her to let this go but she stepped forward, my fingers brushing fabric as she assumed a defensive stance.“You didn't even know your wife was pregnant, yet here you are in a baby store. Pray tell, what the hell would you be doing at a baby’s shop if it’s not for Vivi? Why would a woman you married under the influence of a priest and all of the world’s eyes be under a ‘contract’, how can you even do this to a
VIVIANMy eyes fell as Nate turned his neck sharply back to the road, his eyes sharp and his knuckles more white than ever and his jaw ticked with a fury I had never seen and suddenly I realized my mistake.“Wait, Nate…” I said, my hands suddenly waving trying to get his attention but it seemed more like he had increased his speed with the car.“I didn’t mean that,” I tried to say it calmly “it was an accident with tracy, I swear!” but the more I spoke, the more it sounded as if I was trying to be defensive.“Nate!” I said but the Nate went went on another gear plunging the car into a higher acceleration. “Please!” I screamed as I held the door of the car for support, Nate began to slow down and I tried o breathe.“You did this on purpose!” he thundered suddenly and I caught myself shaking my head in disagreement.“You knew and You told others, how many have you told about your situation?” he asked, his eyes momentarily looking at me and the coldness that surrounded his eyes made me
VivianI slowly raised my tear-stained face to look at Nate. “Nate, I'm not tired yet. It’s better if we resolve this between ourselves now. It would save us both some embarrassment.”Nate’s cold gaze lingered on my face. "What do you want to hear from me?" he asked bluntly.Keep the child? Have the baby? That’s impossible.Nate seemed to think he was already being very merciful. For anyone else, they’d be at the hospital tonight, not waiting until tomorrow.He hadn’t expected me to be so emotional; he thought my concerns were financially motivated—that a neat transaction would suffice, where each got what they needed without owing anything more.Nate’s patience was wearing thin. His face hardened as he spoke, no longer concerned about sparing my feelings. "Vivian, surely you don't think having a child is as simple as buying groceries?" “I'll give you two options. You can discuss it with my lawyers tomorrow.” he said as we neared my penthouse. I dreaded arriving home yet longed to esc
VivianTears streamed down my cheeks as the weight of Nate’s cold words settled heavily on my heart. I was shaking, my body wracked with sobs that echoed through the empty penthouse.I didn't want any of this to happen, and yet, I knew that there was no way I would ever allow myself to be ruled by whatever Nate had to say. But at the same time, fear filled my stomach. I could be causing more horrors going against him, and knowing Nate, he was capable of many things.My hands trembled uncontrollably as my phone began to ring. I glanced at the caller ID, my heart sinking further—I wasn’t ready to talk to anyone. Ignoring the call, I tried to steady my breathing, but it was cut short by an urgent knock at the door.“Vivi?” Tracy’s voice came through, tinged with worry and urgency. Deep down, I appreciated her concern, but I wasn’t in the mood for company or consolation.The looming feeling from the consequences of my actions weighed down on me so heavily that I couldn't move my body.“Let
VivianI grabbed the bed frame for support, the phone slipping from my hands.My phone began to ring all of a sudden and my throat was dry. I didn't need to look at the caller ID to know who it was.Mr. Alexander was the Stuart family's lawyer, and he had been the one who drafted the contract in utmost secrecy. The secrecy that I swore to and secrecy that I had also broken.My body racked with sobs—he didn't even take up to an hour.He brought my world down, his car tire tracks aren't cold in my garage.My phone's harsh ringtone cut across the deafening silence of the room, and despite my silent sobs, I grabbed the phone knowing full well that Nate was just going to keep on calling till there was nothing left."H—Hello?" I said and sniffed."Mr. Alexander has contacted you. Be at the office tomorrow, and for your sake, don't be late." His monotone voice went dead along with the line's click.I threw my phone on the bed and drowned in my sorrow, my hands cradling my waist.What was I go
VivianI pushed the form away from me, dropping the pen as neatly as I could while folding my hands.Alex looked at me with a perplexed look. "Mrs. Vivian?" he asked, and I looked at him."The form?" he asked and gestured to it. I looked at the form, then back at him, and his face turned red as a tomato.I always thought of Mr. Alex as a smallish and shy man, and I'm glad I wasn't so far from the truth."I think it's wise if you sign the form," he said, and I remained silent."I think it would be good for my client if you signed it. We can take care of everything, and we can all go back to normal," he continued, and immediately I frowned."Go back to normal?" I asked him, my body vibrating with anger."Really?" I asked, and he went redder."Vivian, you are making a mountain out of a wormhole. Sign the form, and let's get on with our lives!" Nate said through gritted teeth, and my eyes began to water."It's easy for you to say. It's not you who would go through the pain of losing the pr
NateMy breath came out short and angry. How could someone be so stubborn?I watched her back, her waist sashaying away without even sparing a single glance.She walked to her car—a car I had gotten her two weeks after our wedding, and a car that was going to be confiscated among other things.She wasn't thinking. She wasn't even bothering to let all of the facts sink in. If she was really serious about this, the contract would be over, and she would be completely done for. She would have nothing left and she would suffer.The idea that she would go through life's torment gave me a disgusted feeling, and all of a sudden, anger boiled in my stomach all over again.Why was she so nastily stubborn?!From the corner of my eye, I saw the sharp glint of her tinted glass in a breeze, and off she went, as fast and as furious as I was.Suddenly, the entrance to my company, a twenty-story building located in the center of New York, opened up, and Mr. Alex walked out.My eyes were reduced to slit
Her hands trembled slightly. She was staring out the window of her office at the academy but her mind was somewhere else entirely. She had been transported back in time to the fateful day two weeks ago when the doctor had made the announcement with a wide grin on her face. "Congratulations, Miss Vivian. You're ten weeks pregnant." She had said, flashing Vivian a genuine smile that reached her crinkling eyes. At that moment, a cold sweat had broken out on Vivian’s forehead as the doctor’s words hit her like a bomb. The words had been so unprecedented, so out of left field that it took her a long time to understand the gravity of the doctor’s pronouncement. When she had finally digested her words, fear caused a knot to form in her stomach."The baby is in perfect condition." The doctor had said and Vivian had smiled at her, happy but at the same time, uncertain. "Your husband must be so proud." She had said. But would he? Nate had been so vehemently against a child and even though
VIVIANI opened my eyes. But I was in an unfamiliar place. The darkness that surrounded me was not only palpable, it was suffocating. I tried to breathe but my lungs seemed to be constricted with something. I stretched forth my hands to guide my path but something seemed to be on my way. I tore at the barrier but it only grew thicker. It was the darkness. Was there any way out of here? How could I fight something I could not even see? I opened my mouth to scream but no sound would come out. I was stuck in this deep, dark pit with nowhere to go but down. Below me, it seemed like there was quicksand and if I did not find a way to get out of here quickly, I would be swallowed whole. I clawed at the space in front of me, beside me and above me but the darkness was too dense, too restricting. Where was help when I needed it the most? My determination had started to wane. My resolve which I thought was stronger than steel bars had become considerably weakened the more it dawned on me t
NATEI felt overwhelmed. I had not felt this way in the longest of times, not even when dealing with Richard's stupidity. Why were things going haywire all of a sudden just when I thought the dust had settled down? I could not pretend not to know why. Gran's announcement yesterday had triggered a lot of suppressed resentment and I just had to deal tactfully with it or everything I held dear would be taken away right before my eyes. I had been called to the company the day before because Aston was making trouble. Word had spread that he had gone around contacting all the members of the board and having a secret meeting with them. I was not sure what the meeting had been about but I could guess. "Let's hurry." I said to my driver as I looked through Vivian's mail for the umpteenth time. I was about to send a message thanking her for her hard work when my phone started to vibrate. It was a call from my personal assistant. "They are holding an emergency extraordinary meeting of the
VIVIANI typed away feverishly. I could feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins, fueling my fingers and propelling me to think. What had this not occurred to me before? Why had I glossed over Emily's statement back then like it was nothing at all. Had I been too overwhelmed at the time that I had been unable to put two and two together? Unable to see what was right in front of me? Emily had said three companies. Three companies, but only two were behind bars. So what happened to the last one? It was a question I should have been asking for sometime now. Would I be able to find a connection that would reveal which company was the third? Would I find enough proof? I started by digging into the two companies. Their CEOs had been well known in the business world for taking over small companies after leading them into debt. There were many comments online laying complaints against them and a third name kept popping up. Could it be?... I changed the direction of my research. It w
VIVIAN It all felt awkward. Gran had made the announcement of the century and the room was thrown into chaos. Aston looked like he could combust in anger at any time and stormed off. Gran was unwilling to listen to Nate's protests and Nate's mother just looked surprised. I, on the other hand was unsure how I was supposed to react. I was not very surprised, considering how much affinity Gran held for Nate, I was only a bit skeptical about the timing. But what did I care? I was no longer a part of the family. I was practically a stranger who happened to witness the Stuart family going at each other and it didn't matter what my thoughts were. I just wanted to escape before anyone looked in my direction and thought to rope me into it. Gran shuffled out of the room, leaning slightly on his cane and I saw my chance. Nate was still looking around, confused as ever and there was just a general tension in the air that I was sure no one would notice my silent disappearance. It felt good n
NATEI swore internally. How had Ashton found out? But then again, the same idiot that had the temerity to give out company information had probably babbled again. Vivian looked stricken standing there, staring numbly from Ashton to my mother to Gran. She tried to say something but it seemed like the words would not come out. I wanted to hold her and calm her down like I did yesterday in the hospital but this was not the place or time and I was pretty sure she would push me away. Guilt weighed down on me heavily. This was all my fault. I had brought this situation on her and I wanted to fix it badly but I felt control slipping out of my hands. Ashton was pushing, tearing down the walls of support around me, trying to strip me of my confidence and painting Vivian as the black sheep. I could not understand for the life of me why he had suddenly turned bad. Or perhaps he had always been this way, lurking silently in the shadows, waiting for this chance to ruin me. "Vivian did nothin
VIVIANI sighed for the thousandth time. Why on earth couldn't I be allowed to catch a break? Had all the universal forces aligned to ensure I did not have a single moment of peace? The whole situation seemed absurd to me. I did not yet know what Ethan was going on about but it couldn't be anything good, judging by the tone of his voice. Moreover, he was never one to impose, so if he was in front of my house, it must mean something quite severe was about to go down or was even going down. The taxi came to a stop in front of my apartment and I hurried up the path. I did not have to look for Ethan as his car was parked conspicuously on the driveway and he was sitting on it's hood tapping his phone impatiently. "What the hell, Ethan..." "There's no time for this." He looked worried, confused and most notably, tired. His tie had been drawn down, probably to enable him breathe properly while driving and his hair was tousled as if he had been in too much of a hurry to brush it properl
VIVIANI was elated.I flashed a wide smile back at the sea of smiling faces. I had not felt this way in a really long time, had not felt like what I had to say mattered, like I could dispense joy so freely, so abundantly and still have so much of it left to live on. I was not sad or angry or conflicted here, I just felt like I was wrapped in a bubble of peace, woven softly into a web of comfort and it scared me that this peace was fragile. That it could easily be broken if I didn't protect it. "Do you kids remember what we learnt yesterday?" I asked, leaning towards them and adopting a high pitched childlike voice. "Yes!" They chorused with enthusiasm. I smiled and turned to the board. "Today, we will learn something even more interesting. Are you ready to learn?" They answered with as much enthusiasm as earlier. Their innocence tugged at my heartstrings. Wouldn't my baby have grown to sound like this? To make mischievous jokes and play pranks on others? Maybe it was really not
VIVIANAnother emergency. But this one couldn't be a prank because Nate had delivered the news and we weren't exactly friendly enough to pull that type of joke on each other. Also, it involved my mother. Nate was a premium jerk but he wouldn't stoop so low. Right? I wished he would. I would swear at him and maybe even hit him but my mother would be fine and I would have worried in vain. "Oh God, oh God... Oh God." Night was falling fast but I didn't care. I rushed out of the house and flagged down the first taxi I saw. If anything happened to my mother, how would I cope with the pain, the guilt. If anything happened... Thoughts consumed me and filled my head with scenarios that were probably too far fetched but seemed feasible at that moment. Panic had taken over me and my hands shook terribly as I contemplated calling Nate. What would I say? What was I trying to find out? "No, no..." "Is there a problem?" The taxi driver was looking at me through the rearview mirror and I ave