Annabel's POV After an hour at the shopping mall, we moved to a beauty spa where this stranger spent thousands just to get my skin rejuvenated and my hair washed and properly treated. While staring at my reflection in the mirror, I glanced at him answering the umpteenth call since we walked into the spa. I wondered if he is some kind of CEO. He seems wealthy and influential, and the likes of him is what I need to get my revenge against Scott and his father. "Ready?" he asked, stopping few meters away and I nodded. Surprisingly, he gave me his arm and I placed my hand in it as we walked out together and back into his car. After some minutes drive, we stopped in front of a mansion. I did not get out immediately and he didn't either. "I appreciate the kind gesture," I spoke breaking the silence, "-but my lawyer has things sorted out for me. Once my mother's properties have been transferred, you wouldn't need to go out of your way to keep helping me." "I'm not going out of my w
Scott's POV I had to act non-chalant for the sake of my daughter. I had no choice but to divorce Annabel and agree to a marriage to Michelle.When Annabel was thrown out of the house, I ordered a man from a private source to watch over her, give her a house to stay and make sure to keep her safe. However, since then I have not had the opportunity to call him.In order not to attract my father's attention, I must keep away from anything that could get him suspicious. For this reason, I stuck to following Michelle around, getting pre-wedding photos and purchasing whatever she thinks is nice.Getting her hair fixed, I stepped outside and quickly pulled out my phone to call the guard I'd placed in charge of Annabel."Well? Is she okay?" I asked the moment the call went through.The voice on the other end took few seconds to reply. When it eventually did, it was muffled voices that I couldn't quite place."Speak to me properly, will you?!" I shouted into the phone."I couldn't find her,"
Scott's POV"Myron Wilson?" My dad shrugged and tossed me another file, "What does it matter if you've never heard the name? After the agreement, he'll become a puppet to me."I shook my head and shut Myron's file, my dad is fond of looking down on others. I could care less, I just need to find Annabel. "The second file contains all of the properties willed to Annabel," he explained, "Once he signs it, he'll be in control however we'll still own it."I shut the file as well and rose from the couch."When will I get to see my daughter?" I asked, "I did all you asked, I want my daughter back now!""Don't pressure me, Scott," he warned, "Your daughter is safe and until I am sure you deserve her, I'll give her to you.For all I know, Annabel is still in the city and you're still in love with her." Without waiting another second, he left the office and slammed the door behind him.* * *Annabel's POVMiss Donna woke me up the next morning. Extremely tired from the events of days ago, I
Annabel's POV"If you would agree to marry me," I paused at that moment and he withdrew from the embrace at the same time. Slipping his hands into his pocket, he studied my expression."Don't get me wrong," he explained, "I'm not taking advantage of your situation, Annabel. I just don't want people wagging their tongues and-""I totally understand," I cut him off, "I'm sorry but, marriage isn't what I need right now. I'll be visiting an old friend today and see if I can move in with her, I don't want to keep being a burden.""You're not a burden, Annabel. I already told you, I'm only helping you get your revenge as I'll be getting mine as well. Staying alone isn't the best option. You'll be endangering your friend by doing that."However I remained adamant, "I don't think I'd be in danger so long as my location wouldn't be revealed. I appreciate you looking after my wellbeing but I think I can take it on from here."I couldn't tell his expression because of the mask on his face. Aft
Annabel's POVAfter Mr. Strange's condition for us to get married and Miss Donna's harassment earlier this morning, I finally made up my mind to leave the house.If Jaggers had not betrayed me and created a fake will where my mother transferred her properties to the Davis', I wouldn't have needed help from that strange man.If I need help from him it would be to defeat the Davis' and I still plan on going back however, only after I'd established myself with my own money. The strange man only wanted us to get married so I could have the legal right to his money. If I had mine, I don't think he would do that.The car screeched in front of a little house and I alighted from the car. All through the way, I've been calling Beatrice's number however it wasn't going through.I hope she still lives here. I stood in front of the gate and pressed the bell switch multiple times however there was no response. When I turned, I found the driver still waiting.I asked him, "Is there a problem?" "No
Annabel's POVI was surprised to hear Scott say that. It felt like a dream but after blinking multiple times, I knew it wasn't. "I don't believe you," I said, shaking my head."Annabel please," he came close, holding my arm, "Just come with me and I promise I'll make you believe me."I remained hesitant, thinking of the many possibilities that could occur. What if this was just a trap to lure me to Mr. Davis? What if Scott is just pretending? Is it really wise for me to forget how Scott ditched me at the court and follow him now?"The snow is increasing," he said, breaking me out of my thought, "Annabel please come with me."He took my wrist and slowly pulled me towards his car. I did not object and entered into the car. As Scott began to drive across the street, I caught sight of a familiar car parked by the side of the road, several meters from Beatrice's house.It looked oddly familiar and I thought it to be that strange man's car. However, when Scott drove past it the person in i
Scott's POV I was super happy that Annabel listened to me and decided to trust me again. I couldn't explain how I felt. Dad already promised to bring my daughter to me today. Once I have little Samantha in my arms I would return back to Annabel and together we would go to the airport where we would disappear from New York and begin a new life. I parked my car and stepped into the port where I got the tickets under an hour and hid it carefully in the compartment area of my car. I was driving to the company when Michelle's call came through. She thundered, "Scott, where are you?!" "At the company, what's the problem?" I answered, trying as hard as I could to muffle the annoyance in my voice. "You didn't come home yesterday, how could you be at the office?" "I-" "Besides, tomorrow is our wedding. Why would Dad ask you to go to the company?? Didn't you guys already put someone in charge??" "I spent the night at the office and it wasn't my intention," I replied quietly, "As
Scott's POV"No, no, no!" I shouted as I watched the woman in the video about to push my little daughter into the pool."No, please!" I continued to beg.Ignoring my plea, my father asked, "Will you marry Michelle?" "Yes, yes I will, just get..get my daughter away from the pool!""Take her into the house," he ordered the woman who picked my daughter up and walked into the house.I breathed a sigh of relief."See? That's what you get when you decide to go against me, Scott." my father said, "Now, you have a wedding coming up."Grinning he added, "Let's go get you prepared."He snapped his fingers at the men that had beaten me up and they picked up and dragged me into the car. In my pathetic state, I realized the bizarre truth- I had to choose between Annabel and Samantha, my daughter and I'd just chosen Sam.My plans with Annabel has been destroyed and now she would never trust me again. I hope in the future, she would understand why I did what I did. * * *Annabel's POVEarlier this
Myron's POVAt this point, I was already thinking of a way to deport I and Annabel back to London. It was a complete mistake letting her come back here. She doesn't listen to me anymore and just does what she thinks is right and it is of no benefit to me. I downed my third bottle of Scotch and watched the pole dancers closely, trying to get my mind off Annabel's disobedience but it was what led me to the bar in the first place and I can't seem to put it off my head.I need to act fast. I have to find a way to return us back to London and after that, we're never stepping foot in this goddamn city again. I didn't even need to think of how Annabel doesn't see me anymore ever since she got busy with the Davis'.It's always, "Good morning, see you later!" or "I have business to catch up on!" Even the kids barely see her. She comes late from wherever she went, takes a quick shower and buckles up in bed ignoring my questions with a plea of, "Please Myron, I had a long day."I clutched at t
Annabel's POV"By anything, do you mean the way you murdered Mrs Elizabeth Davis just to become the second and only wife?"Staring at my face wondering how I knew, she did not immediately reply. Few seconds passed and then she stepped up and said, "Yes. I mean just that."I laughed haughtily as I returned to my seat, swiveling the chair as I stared at the furious woman in front of me.I replied, "You didn't think I came all the way here just to get killed, did you?"She scrunched up her face as she grimaced, "What do you mean?""Nevermind," I breathed, "You may excuse me now, I was studying just how to make Davis Industries become a better place when you barged in."After a long and hard look, she angrily picked up her bag and dashed out, slamming the door behind her. An immense satisfaction hit me. I never knew revenge could taste this sweet....Scott's POVI arrived home by dusk and walked into the mansion to find Samantha watching her favorite cartoon.Immediately she saw me, she
Scott's POV "You might want to sit down." I said to him but Jaggers suddenly walked to me and grabbed my arm. "We can't talk here," he spoke quickly, "We need somewhere more safe and secure." I quickly understood what he meant so I phoned my driver parked at a distance. When the car arrived, we got into it and left the park. Several meters away, I asked the driver to stop and then told him to leave. "I will call for you few minutes from now." I said to him and as he shut the door, silence rented the air. "I..I thought she..she is dead." Jaggers said, "She..she looks nothing like Annabel. I..I still don't believe it's her." "It's her." I replied, "She's changed everything about her to hide her identity." "Including faking her death all those years ago?" I nodded Jaggers chuckled, "All this to get back at us?" "We hurt her." I said despite myself, "And she resorted to this following Myron's advice." "I'm afraid, with the way she's moving, she could hurt herself." Jaggers tho
Annabel's POVI found Mr Davis already waiting for me at the location he'd texted. Looking around, I found the entire restaurant empty with just a table occupied by I and Mr Davis.He must be really serious about me. It's a good thing, I thought as I exchanged greetings with Mr. Davis who rose on his feet and pulled out the chair for me."Thank you." I said as I took my seat."I'm glad you came alone, Natalia." he said to me, "I hope you didn't get any trouble on the way?""None except me wondering why a married man wants to meet with me privately," I answered, "Looking around, it's not hard to tell that you bought this entire restaurant."Mr Davis chuckled, "Ah, c'mon Natalia. Quit the formalities." he drew close and held my hand, "You know the reason why I called you here."I replied, "I'm not so sure."He grinned, "I guess beautiful women like you love playing hard to get."I sipped my wine, "Hard to get? Did you not think that you might not be pushing the right buttons?"He stared
Annabel's POVI was excited to receive this message from Mr. Davis. It meant that he must have considered giving me what I requested for. On second thoughts, I wondered why my secretary did not inform me of his messages. I scrolled through my phone and called Claire."Good morning, ma'am." her voice came through."Morning, Claire. No messages from Mr. Davis??""N-no, ma'am. None at all.""When did you start lying to me?" I asked, disappointed, "I received messages from him to my private number this morning and he lamented on his messages left unattended.""Why did you not inform me?""Please madam..forgive me," she pleaded with a shaky voice, "I..I really wanted to inform you however the..the boss warned me not to. I..I had no choice.""The boss?" I repeated, "You mean, my husband?""Yes ma'am..please forgive me!""It's fine, Claire but the next time you do this I'll have you fired immediately!" I warned and ended the call afterwards.I stepped into the bath and had a quick shower. I
Annabel's POVI retracted my hand causing him to frown. He looked at his palm and then said to me, "Uhm..is there a problem Mrs Wilson or my hands are dirty?"I looked up at him with a smile and nodded, "Yes, they're dirty.""Ah, apologies if that's the case then! I was just excited to see you.""Enough, Jaggers. Give me the document!" Fabian ordered and took a close look at them."You will need to get the information of the shares from the files in your office, sir." said Jaggers.Fabian sighed. He looked like leaving me for a second could cost him his life. At last he rose from his seat,"I'll be right back, Natalia."I nodded and watched him leave. I picked my glass of wine and had a sip."Mr Jaggers." I called out loud, making him turn his gaze to me.I smiled and he smiled back, quite awkwardly.I hit the nail on the head and asked, "Where are my mother's assets?" "W-what?"I rose from the chair and stopped in front of him. I repeated, "Where are my mother's assets?""Mrs Wilso
Annabel's POV I woke up with a heavy bang inside my head the next morning. For a few minutes I couldn't make sense of who I am or who the man staring back at me is. I could only remember one name and I continued to repeat it until my memories came back. "Scott is not here, Natalia," Myron answered me, a deep frown settling on his face. I came to my sense and heaved a sigh while I held unto my head. "You shouldn't have done that," the scolding began, "You could have gotten yourself killed! If I had not arrived on time, the worse could have happened." I replied after some seconds, "As long as the Davis' are now sure that I'm not Annabel, I'll be fine." "Don't you do this again." his deep voice remained firm, "All of this is not worth losing your life." "I would do anything to get my revenge," I said, "Anything. Why should I keep living knowing that the people who re-wrote my whole life are alive and well?" "Because of your kids??" he mentioned and added, "And people who love yo
Annabel's POV.My feet cringed at the smell of coffee but they cringed even more with the willingness to run and get out of here.But my will for revenge was stronger and I remained glued to my seat, inhaling the allergic scent of coffee.The eyes of the Davis' were on me, expecting a reaction or rejection of the coffee but none of that happened.Scott poured coffee into my cup and took the seat next to me."You know, Scott says Annabel is allergic to coffee." Nathan said to me, "Maybe you could have some to prove to him that he's wrong."I smiled, "I didn't know I would be coming here to prove myself.""It's just to shut Scott's big mouth up!" Michelle claimed as she drank her coffee.I'm glad for the impossibility to hear one's heartbeat. Otherwise, the Davis' would have perceived my fear quite easily.My hand shook as I picked up the cup of coffee and brought it close to my lips. Silence hung in the air while my heartbeat accelerated.My breathing became ragged when the scent whipp
Annabel's POV"I thought I would be meeting with your father?" I said, ignoring his lustful look at my body. I clutched my bag tightly."He'll be here soon," he replied and gestured towards the dinner table.I turned on my heels and moved towards the area, sitting on the chair Scott pulled out for me. One by one the family descended from the stairs and greeted me cheerfully. In few minutes we were all seated, except Samantha who has been taken up the stairs by her nanny."Thank you for honoring the invitation, Natalia," said Mr Davis, "I hope you'll enjoy the food."I smiled and mouthed the words, 'thank you.'"And your husband?" Scott said sarcastically, "He didn't come with you for fear of being exposed?""Scott, please!" Vivian pleaded, "This is supposed to be a merry discussion.""So, Natalia.." Michelle began, "Have you ever been to New York?""I grew up here." I responded, "But I had to move to London few years back when my parents died.""Oh, that's sad," Michelle sympathized