"I'm sorry, what?" Ashton asked."How did you get the injury on your left eye?" the investigator repeated."I do not know what you're talking about. I do not have any injury whatsoever in my eye.""Then what do you have to say about this?" the investigator asked, then pulled out a mirror from the bag he was carrying and placed it in front of Ashton, so he could see for himself. While this was happening, the rest of the Mills were completely speechless. Ashton gazed into the mirror, and when he saw an injury just a little above his left eye, he recalled something.FEW HOURS BEFORE THE QUESTIONING BEGAN.Ashton was ascending the stairs, when one of the soldiers who was descending the stairs, suddenly tumbled and fell on him. "I'm so sorry, let me help you up," the soldier said and helped him rise to his feet. Once he got up to his feet, the soldier bowed his head and walked off. Ashton had barely walked off when he felt his left eye sting. He had wanted to go check his eyes in the mir
"We are here already." They heard Frederick say. They all turned in the direction of the door. There stood Frederick and Rosaline who had been listening to their argument."No need for the argument," Frederick said."Henceforth, I will be sharing my bedroom with my wife," he declared.Hailey squealed happily, surprising everyone, herselincludedve. Everyone turned to her direction, surprise and shock written on their faces.She cleared her throat, then her over face came back."You made the right decision." Bradley praised him, smiling happily. Yvonne scoffed, Ashton gave out a smile that did not reach his eyes. He had been hoping that this occurrence would cause them a divorce, but that didn't happen.Rosaline on the other hand did not utter a word. She was meaning to inform them that she was not ever going back to her room again. And that she can't stay in a room alone. So when Frederick made that declaration, she was surprised at first, but the thought of having a companion with her
"I won't be going to the company today, I'll be taking my wife out to get her mind off the unpleasant incident," Frederick informed his dad.Bradley stared at him for a while, wondering what was going on in his (Frederick) mind. He had been addressing Rosaline as his wife, ever since he came back that day, and he even decided to share his bedroom with her. All these were something he would never do, except he was pressured to do them."What changed? I've been trying to point out why you suddenly changed your attitude toward your wife. What really happened?" Bradley questioned.Frederick smiled on hearing the question, then replied:"Love happened." At that moment, he looked like a child who finally found his long-lost toy."Love happened, Dad. I'm in love with my wife."Bradley's lips curved into a smile."I'm happy for you son. This means that Zara has been forgotten. I do not need to continue searching for her, right?""Yes, no need to continue looking for her. I thought about her f
"You are fired. I will be heading to Australia myself tomorrow morning," Frederick said.He had barely finished talking when the office door clicked open and Victor entered. "I heard what happened. No need to travel over to Australia. I will travel. I think it is better if I use this opportunity to take over that branch." He turned to the young man."Go back there, pack whatever property you have in that office, and leave, you are no longer needed."The young man fell to the floor and began to cry while pleading with them not to fire him. Frederick made a telephone call. Minutes later security guards entered the office and pulled the man away.Rosaline just sat on her seat, speechlessly watching everything unfold. Victor looked in her direction, smiled at her, and waved at her, which she returned with a polite smile."When are you leaving?" Frederick asked."I will be taking the night flight, I'm leaving today."Frederick nodded in understanding. ********************That day, Rosal
"Miss Amira Ronald, you're fired," Frederick said, without having an eyelash."Fi..fired? But I did not do anything wrong. I clearly told your wife not to sign the documents…""Leave!" Frederick thundered, cutting her off. Rosaline giggled, she was definitely enjoying this. Amelia glared at her. "With all due respect, sir. Your wife was the one who signed the documents, not me," Amira said. She was not going to back out easily. "You still have the nerve to lie in my presence?" Frederick asked, eying her displeasure."Get out!" He thundered again. This time, he rose from his seat and walked towards the door, pulled it open, and gestured to her to see herself out.Amira slowly walked to the door. But instead of leaving like she was told, he turned to Frederick."I love you…. I really do," she confessed. At that moment, Rosaline felt a surge of anger within her. She stood up and stormed towards Amira and Frederick at the door."Do not test my patience, young lady. Get the hell out of
As Frederick drove Rosaline to the unknown, she couldn't help but wonder what he was up to. She occasionally glanced at him, while wondering where they were headed."I know I'm too handsome, you can now stop staring," Frederick said. Rosaline scoffed and looked out the window.About thirty minutes later, the car pulled up in front of a grand restaurant. Rosaline marveled at the sight before her. This was the most beautiful restaurant she has ever come across."What are we doing here?" she asked."We are here to play," Frederick replied and began to laugh. Rosaline wondered if he had banged his head on a wall. Everything he was doing right from the moment they left the office, didn't seem like something he would do.Rosaline and Frederick took an elevator to the rooftop of the restaurant. Frederick had made a reservation earlier. The rooftop was lit with red candles, whose flames glowed in the dark night, making it enchanting. The table was covered with red material. In fact, the whole
"Time's up, say your wish."Rosaline looked at Frederick for a while, then said."Allow me to leave the Mills mansion.""What?" Frederick asked wide-eyed. This was by no means what he expected to hear." I said let me leave the Mills mansion," Rosaline repeated."Why..why do you want to leave," Frederick asked in a low voice. Looking at him, one could tell that he was hurt by Rosaline's wish."We never said we will tell each other the reason behind our wish," Rosaline reminded him.Frederick sighed, Rosaline's wish was really hard to grant. But he had to do it, so that she could at least develop an iota of feeling for him."Alright, you can leave the mansion.."Frederick had not finished talking when Rosaline cut him off."Really," she asked. She never expected him to grant her wish that easily."Yes….But I will leave the mansion with you.""Huh?""We will leave the Mills mansion together," Frederick said, then took her hands, which were resting on the table. He gazed into her eyes."
NEXT MORNING Frederick lay awoke on the bed, with a sleeping Rosaline in his arms. He watched her sleep peacefully. When her eyes fluttered, he quickly shut his eyes and pretended to be asleep. Rosaline opened her eyes and found herself in Frederick's arms, looking at him, he appeared to be in a deep sleep. She lay there, staring at him and wondering why he was suddenly acting the way he did last night. When she failed to figure it out, she sighed and got down from the bed, then entered the bathroom. Frederick sensing that she had left the room, opened his eyes and stared at the closed bathroom door."I will make you mine, Rosaline Robinson."************************ "Dad, I'm ready to go," Hailey announced."You have to wait for your brother to come back. You can't just leave to work in his company, without informing him," Bradley said."But I'll miss my flight," she whined."That's not an excuse, you can take the private jet."Yvonne who had been silently listening to their conver
TINA You might say I made the wrong decision, you might say I needed a break from everyone, but I, Tina Mills say I don't. Yes, everyone close to me has hurt me in one way or the other, but getting hurt is one of the things that makes us stronger. I was finally at peace with everyone and held no grudge whatsoever against anyone, my past hurtful memories were forgotten and I no longer had a place to dwell. Oh, I almost forgot to mention. Liam and I were now officially married! Our wedding was tagged as the most expensive wedding in the history of Sydney! We moved into our new house, a house Liam and I jointly built to raise our family in. “Mama!” Blake’s piercing voice echoed, separating me from my straying thoughts. “What's up little man,” I bumped fists with him. “Grandma is calling you,” he pointed in the direction of the kitchen. My entire family and I were on vacation. Dad, Liam, Victor and Ryan were playing video games in the living room, mum, Tiffany and Aunt Hailey were i
TINA It's been over six months since Lucas’ demise, six long months since everything died down. Lucas had been buried a day after he died. Liam was gloomy for a few days after his passing, which I didn't mind. At this moment, everything had gone back to the way it used to be before all the unfortunate incidents. Only a few things had changed, I was no longer the single spoilt princess of the Mills family, I was a wife and a mother now. “Mama,” Blake’s tiny voice resonated next to me validating what I had just said. “Blakey,” I smiled, pinching his nose. I picked him up from the floor and twirled him around. “Mama!” He giggled loudly. My little boy is now a year and a few months old. He has even started walking and spends half of his day going in and out of every corner of the house, he literally knows the entire house like his palms. “Where have you been Blakey?” I asked, settling down on the bed and placing him on my thigh. “I shall go down with Liar,” he giggled. “You mean yo
TINA Ever since that day Liam left the house to go find Lucas, I never felt comfortable. I was worried and uneasy. It was so bad that I couldn't even eat. Leah and Riley tried their best to help me calm down but I couldn't, I was just too worried. Each day I cling to Blake crying my eyes out. “Liam is a strong guy, he will definitely come back,” Leah sang these words like a song to me every passing day. Just yesterday, I was seated in the living room watching the door and waiting for the moment Liam would show up when the door was pushed open and Ethan walked in, alone. Seeing him walking towards me alone while he left here with many others filled my heart with uneasiness. “Where are the others?” I had asked. He sat me down and explained everything that transpired while they were out. “And Liam, where is he?” I asked, gazing at the door. “He decided to stay in the hospital with Lucas, he survived the hit.” I didn't know how to feel, It was all too much to take in and process.
TWO DAYS LATER LIAM It's been two days now since Lucas got out of the Operation theatre, two days since he was put down on this bed, two days since he failed to open his charming blue eyes. I haven't had any sleep since the day everything unfolded, I haven't even gone home yet. Guilt was eating me up, for some reason, I kept blaming myself for letting things get like this. Lucas didn't deserve this, he got deceived. Marcus should be the one lying here in pain. These few days, I regretted pulling the trigger and ending Marcus that way. He had a way too easy death and I blamed myself for it. He deserved to gnash his teeth in anguish and cry out for help which wouldn't ever get to him. But sadly, I gave him an easy death. Sighing, I put my head down on the bed next to Lucas. “I should have tried harder to convince you. You wouldn't have chosen this path if I did that. I'm a terrible brother,” I cried. “Just open your eyes, Lucas,” I pleaded, grabbing his nearly cold hands. “Let go o
LIAM One moment I was downcast and was about to cry about Lucas’ sudden passing, then the next, someone more shallow minded appeared. It broke my heart that he used poor Lucas this way and discarded him. I wondered if this would have been my fate if I never did a proper investigation into the cause of my father’s death. I stood still watching Marcus utter despicable words and confession of his multiple crimes. Each minute of standing there made me feel like shredding him to pieces but then I was powerless at the moment. When he revealed how he was indeed the one behind my dad’s death and everything thereof, I made a resolution in my heart at that moment. “Marcus’ blood will be spilled by me.” Anger and disgust bubbled inside of me with each passing minute, I watched him send out his men to attack Ryan and me. He stood at a distance watching us, probably to see how his men would rip us apart. In one swift move, I pulled out my gun from under my pants and pointed it at the men w
LIAM “Do you still want to do it alone?” Ryan asked. His words made me pause in my tracks and turn to him. “I'll do anything to keep my wife and son safe, even if it means teaming up with you. I promised my wife I would get rid of Lucas and I'll go to any lengths to fulfill that promise.” Ryan stayed silent for a while, just gazing at me. “Are we going to capture Lucas or do you want to keep staring like you've suddenly fallen in love with me?” I asked, eying him unpleasantly. He snarled at me, then began walking away. I followed him. “There is no car available,” he muttered. Ethan and the rest of us had visited here prior to today and I knew there was a little garage behind the building, I also knew where the car keys were. We had taken a safety precaution of fleeing, just in case things went haywire. “Wait here, I'll go get a car,” I muttered. Walking into the house, I randomly grabbed a key and headed for the garage, the key turned out to be that of a Maserati MC20. I go
Ryan I have been tracking my dad’s movement the entire time. My dad is someone who would do anything for the sake of his children. Considering how Tiffany wasn't his, but just my wife, I knew he was okay with using her as bait just to keep my mother and all of us safe. Starting from the moment they all agreed to use Tiffany as bait, I was upset, even mad that my gullible wife agreed to it. I mean, there is a possibility that she will lose her life in the process of being used as bait. I threatened to divorce her, just to make sure she didn't do it, but both she and I knew I wouldn't be able to divorce her. Earlier today, Tiffany suddenly went missing. It scared the hell out of me. I searched the entire house for her but she seemed to have disappeared into thin air and this was on the day I had found out my dad and the others planned to get Lucas. “They took Tiffany with them,” I concluded. Anger coursed through my veins and I rushed into my car. Instantly tracking my dad’s locat
LIAM Things got all serious the moment we all got into the car. We had chosen one vehicle as it seemed more convenient and allowed us all to communicate easily. “What's up with Lucas, he hasn't made any move yet,” I muttered staring down at the screen that showed Luacs pacing up and down a shabby looking room. “He got a call earlier and is waiting for help to get to him. Help is already on its way to him,” Ethan said. “We have just a problem,” Victor said. “His men.” He fell for the phone call and thinks a rescue vehicle is coming for him. “How about we send the police to him?” Tina’s dad suggested, but Ethan and I were quick to push the suggestion aside. “He gets help from the police,” Ethan muttered. “You should have seen how the police tried to protect his impersonator the night I ended his life.” “That dude has the police backing him up.” “You didn't actually kill the guy, right?” I asked, staring at Ethan “You know, when you have loved ones to protect, you'll be willing
LIAM I wanted to break the news of my sudden and urgent departure to Tina the moment I got home, but I didn't want to sadden her. The way she clung to my body, how she confessed her Love for me, all made me stall time. Even though I knew leaving was inevitable. I had planned with Ethan and the others on how to deal with Lucas and we came up with a plan to go away from our families while dealing with that Psycho. If we ever succeeded in capturing Lucas and keeping him in our house, it meant danger for our loved ones. Thankfully, Ethan had a hideout where he had hidden himself since the shooting incident to convince everyone that he was at the hospital. The moment Ethan and the others showed up and broke the news of my departure to Tina, her eyes became gloomy but then, she had that look of understanding on her face. The look that read “ I understand you're doing all these for me.” She had followed me into my room to help me pack up without saying a word to me. Facing my closet and