Rosaline dragged her luggage down the stairs, amidst Isaac's pleas. Tears flowed down her face and her heart ached, but she consoled herself that perhaps it was all for the best. She wasn't going to keep living with a husband who doesn't trust her, a husband who accused her of infidelity without batting an eyelid. "Mrs. Mills, please come back," Isaac cried. Although he knew nothing about why she was crying, it was a known fact to everyone living in the mansion that Frederick and Rosaline have not been on good terms for over two weeks. Maybe she was fed up with their conflict and decided to leave, Isaac thought.Ever since he began working for the Mills family, Rosaline has been the only one who cared for him. She was the only one who asked how he was doing. Even Bradley Mills, who was the kindest of the Mills, has not shown him as much kindness as Rosaline. To him, she wasn't just his boss's wife. And he wasn't ready to let her leave.Isaac ran and blocked her path, stopping her fro
TWO MONTHS LATER Frederick's home looked nothing like its former self. It was now quiet despite being filled with maids who handled everything. If one looks closer, he will notice that the entire furniture was new. This was because Frederick discarded everything that reminded him of Rosaline. He changed the kitchen wares, dining table and chairs, couch, etc. As they all contained memories of Rosaline.The maids in the mansion can be seen quietly carrying out their duty with utmost care, as if afraid to make a mistake. The sound of a door opening upstairs made the entire maids run in various directions, as they sought for ways to exit the living room. It was as if they all feared whoever had opened the door."It's your turn to serve breakfast. Good luck and be safe," A maid whispered to another, then quickly ran out of the living room.The last remaining maid fearfully walked to the dining room. She stood in a corner waiting for the boss to come down. A few seconds later, footsteps we
Rosaline walked into the Marks mansion, along with others. She had joined those selected to go serve Marks tonight. Finding a job as a pregnant woman was not easy. She had to come so that she could still keep her job."Good girl," Amira muttered with a mocking smile and patted Rosaline's back. Rosaline glared at her. But she waved her off like she doesn't matter. Once they all entered the mansion. Rosaline and others were given a uniform to change into. After putting on their uniform, they were assigned different positions. Rosaline was to serve the drinks to the guests. So she left the others, who were chattering, and walked off to her assigned post. These past two months Rosaline had made sure to rely on herself only. She distanced herself from everyone and did everything entirely by herself. She didn't attempt to make any friends. Her sole aim was to be able to cater for herself and her unborn child. The party hall was tastefully decorated, huge chandeliers hung on the ceilings.
Martha lay on the bed, in the arms of Robert. Both were engrossed in a discussion. She had succeeded in wiping her husband's memory, using the drug Alex Wright had given to her after she did his bidding. She is now Alex Wright's lover, she leaves the house and goes over to his, to spend time with him and also pleasure him. To her, she was completely in control of her life and that of her husband and son."I doubt Rosaline is really my child," Robert said."You would have to find that out from her dead mother," Martha said without care."That girl is a disgrace to this family. She was supposed to help grow the company through the help of the Mills. But what did she do? She threw away the opportunity and left to God knows where," Martha ranted just for show. Inside her, she was really happy that Rosaline was out of their lives."That girl is the black sheep of this family. I regret wasting my resources in training her. If I had known I would have given everything I spent in training her
NEXT MORNING Rosaline arrived at the Marks mansion, in high spirits. It was not often that one gets such a generous job offer. She had thought about it last night and had made up her mind not to have any double thoughts about her new job offer. It does not matter whether she was offered the job because of her pregnancy. All that matters is that she finally got a job that will be able to sustain her and her unborn child even after he is born. "You bring me lots of luck, honey," she said and rubbed her belly fondly.Just outside the mansion, Rosaline met Amira who was leaving the mansion in anger. She moved aside, so that angry Amira would walk out but Amira startled her by suddenly gripping her shoulders."You bitch, what did you tell Mr. Mark last night that made him fire me?" Amira fired in anger.At first, Rosaline had a look of surprise, but that look changed so quickly like it had not been there in the first place.She held Amira's hands and forcefully pulled them off her should
"What do you think you are doing?" He thundered."Mother," Rosaline muttered."Mother?" Clement asked in confusion.Rosaline did not say a word to him and continued tracing her hand on the photo."Young lady, you will have to leave my office, if you continue touching that photo," Clement warned.His words brought Rosaline's attention back to him."Why do you have my mum's photo?""Pardon?" Clement asked."No, the real question should be why is my mum in this photo?" Rosaline asked."Your mum?""Yes," Rosaline replied and pointed at the young lady in the photo. "That's Phoebe Robinson, my mother."For Clement, it was as if the earth stopped rotating. He could not believe that Phoebe's daughter, his granddaughter, was standing before him. He was speechless for over five minutes. He stared at Rosaline with moistened eyes."You..you are my Phoebe's daughter," he stammered."I can't believe this. Where is Phoebe?" He asked."She is dead," Rosaline replied.The sudden information about his
"Drop me off here. I will find my way home from here," Rosaline told Clement Mark. They were on their way back to the Marks mansion from the hospital."Won't you at least reach home first?" Clement asked.Home. Rosaline mumbled. This was just too sudden. She found it hard to believe that she had another family member other than her dad."No. Just drop me off," she finally replied.Clement sighed and ordered the driver to stop the car."You should come back to the mansion in two days, the DNA result will be out by then. I'm hoping the result will strengthen our bond."Rosalin did not bother to reply, she pulled the car door open and got out of the car.Clement watched her till she flagged down a cab and entered. Then he called his security guards who had been secretly following him the entire time. He ordered them to go after Rosaline to ensure that she gets home safely.Stanley watched Clement talk to the security guards on the phone. Once he put down the phone, Stanley asked."Why a
TWO DAYS LATER Alex Wright paced around his office, worry written all over his face."Why haven't they called me yet?" He wondered aloud. He tried calling the men he had sent to go after Rosaline, but none of them was answering. He lowered himself to his seat, with a worried expression. He had been trying to reach them for over two days, but it seemed like his men had disappeared into thin air, as they didn't answer his calls, which was odd to him."You sent for me," Martha, who had just entered the office, announced her presence.Alex Wright stared at her for some time."Strip," he ordered.Martha giggled like a kid and began to shed her clothes. Alex watched her do this. Whenever he was worried or in a bad mood, the only thing that seemed to take his mind off his worries was sex, and that was the reason he had sent for Martha."Get on the table," he ordered, on seeing that there was no piece of clothing left on Martha.Without being told twice, Martha excitedly climbed onto the ta