CHARLOTTE'S POVOwen had dropped me off at home while he and Caleb went to see the person that bought the company's shares. I was suspicious about it though. It shouldn't be so easy to get. Hope they're not walking their way into danger… I flipped through the files in the room as I thought of what to do. I might be useless to Catherine because I know nothing about business. But that was going to change. I couldn’t just sit back and watch him endure it all alone. I had to do something. I knew this was only the beginning of a long battle. Owen still had responsibilities on his shoulders. Even if they successfully tracked down the buyer, there was still the issue of rebuilding the company from the loss it had undergone. I wanted to be part of that. No, I needed to be part of that. I wanted to prove to Owen, to Catherine, and to myself, that I could be by his side through everything, not just emotionally, but practically too.The moment I got the password of his laptop, which was su
OWEN'S POVI got out of the car, wanting nothing but to bury myself in the arms of my wife. But I stopped in my tracks when I saw my mom and Catherine standing in front of her. She looked cornered. My happy expression dropped as my mom ran towards me with a panicked expression on her face. “She hit me!” She cried out and Catherine nodded immediately in response as she rushed to my mom and comforted her. I turned to Charlotte and she looked dumbstruck. Her mouth was wide open and she stared at my mom in amusement. “Is that true, Charlotte?” I asked, my voice low and cold and she glanced up at me in shock. I raised a brow at her and she only looked more amused. “If I say it's true, would you believe me?” She questioned and I finally let out a chuckle. I couldn't even pretend to be mad at her. I'm too smitten. “Even if you say it's true, I'd still take your side anyway.” I walked past my mom and walked up to her as I held her waist and pulled her closer. She chuckled and a look of
CHARLOTTE'S POVMy heart dropped at his dull countenance. I knew it… it can't be that easy. They're being manipulated right now… “Whoever the person was, he played with us. He didn't show up. We waited there for hours. He kept lying that the traffic was the only thing stopping him from getting to us. But after hours had passed, I just couldn't wait anymore. I had to leave.”He let out a frustrated sigh as his grip on me tightened but I didn't complain. He was going through a lot and I'd gladly be his stress ball. “Why don't you file a lawsuit against him? It's your company after all. We could get a very skilled and professional lawyer that'll help.” I suggested and he looked like he was thinking deep about something. “You're right. I would talk to father about that. He promised to help me find a lawyer anyway. All of this only happened because of him.” He grumbled and I chuckled softly as I rubbed his head softly. “Are you hungry? I could cook up something quick.” I asked and he s
OWEN'S POVI couldn't stop myself from getting excited. I listened attentively as Charlotte explained everything that she had read. And she was right. It was almost like my situation. Except it was his biological sister that tried to bring him down. Lucky me, I don't have a sister. “So, how did he end up getting his shares back?” I asked and she went to get the laptop and then placed it in front of him. “Here, it said that he was only able to retrieve the stolen shares because his father was the real owner of the company. He hadn't written his will at that time. And without the father's signature or consent, no transfer of shares or positions can be made.”I fell into deep thought as I reread it over and over again. It did make sense… but it was suspicious. “Apparently, they found an attorney that was able to defend this and they won back the shares with an extra fine worth millions of dollars.” She explained and I pondered on it. “Cupcake, I don't know if you're thinking what I'
CHARLOTTE'S POVThe moment I heard Owen's car drive out of the house, I sprung out of bed and went to the couch. I wasn't done with my research yet. I took my phone and dialed a number as I waited for the receiver to pick up. After a few rings, he picked up and I cleared my throat. “Should I be scared that you know a lot of things? If I didn't know you, I'd say you were stalking us.” I said as I placed the phone on the table and turned on the laptop. He let out a low, dark chuckle and I shuddered. If I hadn't seen his face that day, I would have never believed that he was the one. He seemed scarier than Michael. “I was expecting words of praise and gratitude. But what I get is that I'm a stalker? Very nice.” He replied and I rolled my eyes. “You can't blame me. In every way, you are very creepy. How did you know we were awake at that time? Did you set a camera up in our room?” I asked in an accusing tone and he let out a scoff of disbelief. “Oh well, I'm offended. I have my ways
OWEN'S POVCaleb and I surprisingly got to work at the same and man, he looked as exhausted as I was and I pitied him badly. He was suffering just because of me. “You said you needed an attorney. What for?” He asked as we both walked inside the office, a light smile on my face. “It's a long story. Let's get to the office first.” I said as I thought of how to present the news to him. He didn't know about the anonymous sender. And I didn't plan on letting him know. I had a feeling that he might be the one, but somehow the pieces don't fit. I pushed open the door to my office as we both walked and then I collapsed on the couch. “When will this freaking end? I deserve a vacation.” He lamented and I let out a deep sigh as I looked at him. He was right. All of these were exhausting. We really do need a vacation. “So, what's this about an attorney?” He asked as he turned to look at me and I sat up as I handed him my phone to show him the blog. He glanced through and his eyes widened a
CHARLOTTE'S POVMy mind spun wildly as I held my hair in despair. My parents didn't die in an accident, they were murdered. This changes everything. Who could have done it and why? I tried to take deep breaths as tears flowed down my face and I held my chest in agony. “Who did it?” I managed to ask as I sniffed and he didn't reply for a while, the silence dragging on while my heart broke at every passing second. “I don't know yet. But I'll do my searching and get back to you.”“No, I want to find out who did it as well. I can't just sit back and wait while the person that murdered my parents is walking around freely.” I muttered, bitterness and agony evident in my every word and he let out a sigh. “You don't need to do anything. I will help you-”“No!! We'll do this together. I can't let you do all these by yourself. I won't be at peace.”“Charlotte, this is a crucial time. You could get in trouble if we're seen together.” He cautioned but I just didn't care. I had to find that pe
OWEN'S POV“What was that all about?” She asked as she crossed her arms and glared at me. I raised my brow at her in confusion and she rolled her eyes in annoyance. “You let another woman touch you! How am I supposed to feel?” She questioned as realization dawned on me and I scratched my neck awkwardly. “I didn't know she was the one!” I replied and she gasped as she stared at me in disbelief. “You should know the difference between her hands and mine! That's why I'm your wife!” She whined as she huffed and turned away and chuckled. She was such a drama queen. “Alright, fine, fine. I'm sorry, cupcake. I should have known better.” I walked up to her as I made her turn to look at me and when I lifted her face to meet mine, she had a sad look on her face. “Are you still mad at me? I'm sorry, wifey.” I apologized but she just shook her head as she wrapped her hands around me tightly. “Did something happen?” I asked as worry began to take over me and I gently stroked her hair. “I fo
OWEN'S POVMonths had passed since my parents’ death and Caleb's cruel execution. One that he deserved. I couldn't help but remember him every now and then. The happy times we shared, the bliss and excitement that we experienced together… How could it all be a lie?“Snap out of it, Mister. The brides will be here any minute.” Ethan said as he helped me straighten my bow and suit and I rubbed my hands nervously.“Tell me the truth, Ethan, do I look good enough?” I whispered and he hit my shoulder as he fixed his bow too and stood beside me.“Don't you know that you have the limelight on you? I'm in the shadows here, Sir.” He said with a chuckle and I chuckled too as the priest walked up to the altar.“Can you believe it? We're both getting married on the same day to inseparable friends. This is called what, fate?” I mumbled and he shook his head in amusement as we turned to look at the entrance.“Damn it! The rings!” I exclaimed in horror and he slapped the back of my head as he took i
CHARLOTTE'S POVI took deep breaths as I stood in front of the beautiful gates and Owen took my hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. I lifted my head to look at me and he had a small smile on his face as he rang the doorbell twice.We waited in silence, my breath held in nervousness and after a while, someone pulled the door open. I plastered a smile on my face and when the man looked at me then at Owen, a warm smile formed on his face as he opened the gate wide open for us to come in.I was surprised at how he treated us but then, who wouldn't treat Owen right, knowing who is? We walked inside hand in hand and the man guided us inside the house and told us to wait while he called his bosses.I glanced around and the beauty of the house took my breath away. It was magnificent and luxurious. It reminded me of how I felt when I first stepped into the Walkers’ house.“Are you okay?” Owen asked as he rubbed my hands gently and I nodded.“Just a bit nervous. That's all.” I said with a ner
CHARLOTTE'S POVI wasn't just nervous, I was panicking. The anxiety threatened to swallow me whole and sweat kept running down my face, ruining my makeup for the fifth time.“Char, come on! It's not even hot yet you're sweating so much. You know what, you don't need makeup. You're already so pretty on your own. Just stop being so nervous and scared. They're your parents, not God.” Rose said as she took out another wiper and started to wipe my face clean.I knew she was right but I couldn't help the fear that clawed at my throat, threatening to end me.“You don't get it, Rose. This isn't just anybody. These people are almost on par with Owen! How am I supposed to feel knowing that my biological parents are important figures in the country and I lived my whole life running from debt? Make it make sense, Rose!” I exclaimed in frustration as I collapsed into the chair.“We should have gotten this over with a month ago but they just had to leave the country at that time. Now they're back a
OWEN'S POVThe day was finally here. The day of judgment for Caleb.Charlotte and I stood hand in hand in the crowded courtroom, the tension in the air thick enough to slice through with a knife. My grip on her hand tightened and she looked at me with a reassuring smile.I turned and my eyes met Caleb's, who stood at the defendant's table with his expression showing that he was unbothered. He looked like he was ready to face whatever came his way, like he didn't care and none of this mattered to him.For a man who had caused me so much pain, he was very calm, which disturbed me greatly.I clenched my fist as the weight of everything he had done began to press down on me so much that it almost suffocated me.My parents... Charlotte’s parents... Beatrice… those innocent lives that he took. How could he stand there without a sign of remorse?The judge finally entered, and the room went silent. Everyone stood as we waited for him to take his seat. My heart pounded harshly in my chest as I
CHARLOTTE'S POVI stared at Owen in confusion and he ran a hand through his hair as he took a seat beside me and held my hands.“I'm serious. Caleb found out first, then Ethan found out and he told me. That's what we were discussing that day. I know it's hard to believe but I have evidence and proof. You are the legitimate and missing daughter of the Davies.” Owen explained and I just stared at him like he was cracking a joke.“Don't you think this is a very expensive joke? What do you mean by I'm the daughter of the Davies? Like ‘The Davies’. Are you trying to mess with me right now?” I asked in annoyance as I got off the bed and Owen sighed as he stood up with me.“He's right, Charlotte.” Ethan butted in and I glanced at him in confusion.“Hold on…this isn't a prank. You're actually serious about this.” I clarified and my heart sank when they nodded in affirmation.“How is this possible? I grew up with my parents. All my childhood memories that I can recall were with them. They neve
OWEN'S POV“What was it?” I asked in confusion and he sat up as he leaned towards me.“A bulletproof.” He replied and my brows creased in confusion. What did he mean by that?“What do you mean bulletproof? How would that have saved my life?” I asked and he let out a chuckle.“Well, it saved mine. Without a second thought, I went to the store room and grabbed the only one that was available there. I remember when you told your father that it wasn't needed and that he shouldn't get it. It eventually came in handy.”“I was supposed to take it to you so that you could escape unscathed but I was too late. He already held you at gunpoint so I had no choice but to wear it under my clothes and act as your bulletproof. The first shot actually hit me. Right here.” He pointed at his lower abdomen and my eyes widened in realization.“That's why there was blood everywhere and it made my fake death even more believable. The rest of the bullets bounced off and didn't touch me. I had no idea that Bea
OWEN'S POVI stood there in shock and confusion as I looked around for Ethan's dead body. Could Caleb have taken his body with him? But there was no sign of a bloody body being dragged on the floor.“Papa!” I heard Charlotte cry out as she saw my parents lying in each other's cold arms and I pulled her to me to stop her from moving forward.“Stop looking. They're probably happy where they are now. They died in each other's arms, that's probably what they wanted.” I said softly as I wiped the lone tear that trailed down my cheeks.“I need to find Ethan's body. He was just here when I left…” My voice trailed off when Roselia burst into a loud cry and crouched on the floor.“Where is he? At least let me tell him goodbye! What did you do to his body?” She yelled at no one in particular and my heart clenched in pain as I walked up to her side.I crouched down and hugged her to comfort her and I relaxed a bit when she wrapped her arms around me and wept like a child.I looked up at Charlott
OWEN'S POV“Ethan!”My eyes flung open in an instant and I groaned when I felt pain in my lower abdomen. I was alive. I made it out alive. But they didn't…“Owen! You're awake.” I heard Charlotte's voice call out to me and I turned my head to see her pretty face show up beside me and she held my hand tightly.“I told you I'll be fine. I always keep my promises, princess.” I said weakly with a faint smile and she helped me sit up, worry evident on her face as my face twisted in pain.“I have to go check on them… I need to see if they're really dead… I-”“No, Owen. You'll stay here and heal. I'll go and check up on them. I haven't told Rose anything about it yet. You have to rest.” She pleaded but I shook my head strongly.“We can't hide it from her forever. We have to tell her now.” I said.“Tell me what?” I heard Roselia say as she walked in with a basket of fruits and Charlotte had a look of panic on her face.“There's something I have to tell you,” I said as I struggled to stand up
CHARLOTTE'S POVI couldn't stop the tears from falling down my face as I watched my husband get wheeled into the operating room. He had held my hand firmly even though he was unconscious before the nurses detached our hands and took him in.I pulled my hair in despair as I sat down and stared at the floor. If what Caleb said was true, then that means… Ethan and Beatrice were dead. How would I tell this to Roselia?They were supposed to get married soon-I burst into tears as the thought of everything made my heart clench in pain. Caleb had been arrested by the police but it wasn't enough. He has to die too.My phone was shattered in Caleb's house and I had no way of reaching out to anyone. I couldn't leave the hospital since I had to be by Owen's side whenever he woke up.I knew Roselia's digits by heart but could I actually bring myself to call her? What would I tell her? How would I break the news to her?Would I tell her: “Oh, hey, your husband-to-be died while trying to save my hu