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 POV“What are you talking about?”Catherine snickered at my question as she took out her phone and typed something on it. Suddenly I got a message on my phone and she waved her phone at me as she walked inside the courtroom. I put my hand into my pocket to bring out my phone and check the message but I hesitated as my hand hovered over the screen. I changed my mind and put the phone back into my pocket. Whatever it was, it could wait. Nothing would distract me today. Caleb and the attorney arrived as well and we walked in, my heart pounding furiously in my chest. If this doesn't work out, then I'll lose my company. Everything that I've worked for. I took a deep breath, my fists clenching and unclenching as we walked toward the courtroom. Caleb glanced at me, clearly noticing how uneasy I felt. "Stay focused, Owen, We'll get through this." he muttered as he patted my back and I nodded, trying to calm myself. This wasn’t just about the company anymore. It was about regaining
CHARLOTTE'S POVThe past few days have been hectic. I'm either on my phone, in front of the laptop or crying in the bathroom. I haven't even spoken well to Owen since that day at the office. I know it was hurting him but it was hurting me too as well. I was supposed to be with him today at the court. I wonder how it's going. I took my phone to call him but I didn't know what to say or how he'd react. He's probably disappointed in me anyway. I sighed as I dropped the phone and placed my head on my hands. Nothing was working out. It felt like I was going round and round in circles with no definite results. The police weren't helping either. Maybe I should just give up. But I knew I would never feel at peace knowing that the person that murdered my parents was alive.Suddenly an idea dropped in my head and I stood up, a small smile forming on my face. It seemed like it was time to visit Mr Sam again. I had just taken my bath so I threw some clothes on and headed for the door. I pull
OWEN'S POVMy heart pounded ferociously as I shifted in my chair uncomfortably while waiting for the judge to make his judgment. I watched Catherine closely and I noticed that her calm demeanor was cracking already and honestly, it felt like a small victory. But I couldn't celebrate just yet. The judge had to decide and he was taking forever to come to a conclusion. Finally, the judge cleared his throat as he glanced up and a lump formed in my throat. "Miss Wilson, this evidence is clear. The shares were truly sold without following the proper procedures, and from the current state of the company that I see here, I find that Mr Walker has every right to reclaim them."He adjusted his glasses as he spoke and relief washed over me like a wave. I got my company back. I did it. We did it. "Additionally." He continued and I immediately glanced up. “You and your client are expected to pay Mr Walker an additional sum of 4 billion dollars in damages, to compensate for the loss of revenue
CHARLOTTE'S POVMr Sam stared at me warily before letting out a sigh and he relaxed on the chair. “I don't have anything to lose anyway. So I'll tell you. But you have to keep your promise.” He pointed a finger at me and I nodded immediately as I sneakily pressed the record button on my phone. “When your parents came to us for a loan, we asked them for a collateral because the money they demanded for was very huge. They had nothing so they offered to put the house as collateral-”“What did they need the money for?” I interrupted him from speaking and he stared at me for a while before letting out a sigh. “They said that they needed money to pay for your college tuition fees. They felt bad that your friends and relatives all had college degrees but you didn't. So they wanted to do everything that they could to get you there.”I let out a sob at his words as I buried my face in my hands. They took the loans… for me? “Go on please. They offered to put the house up for collateral, rig
CHARLOTTE'S POV I sat in front of Michael and I watched as he avoided my eyes and played with his fingers. Was he actually nervous? “What are you doing in prison?” He asked and I folded my hands as I stared at him. “I got arrested.” I muttered and his eyes widened as he sat up immediately in alarm. “What? Why? What happened?” “Chill. I was kidding. I came by to see someone.” I answered coldly and he let out a sigh as he looked at me. “Are you still mad at me-” “Mad at you? You tried to kill my husband! You made me terrified for weeks! What if he had died? Just because you were selfish!” I let my anger and frustration out as I yelled at him and he curled in sadness. “I was under command! I didn't do it intentionally. Yes I hated Owen for taking you from me, but I was ordered to kill him.” My eyes widened at his words and my head spun wildly as I tried to comprehend his words. “Before we go there, I want to ask you something and I need you to be very honest with
OWEN'S POVI slammed the door of our room as I walked to the bed and sat on the bed. My eyes took in the view of the room, the scattered papers and squeezed ones lying all over the floor and I clenched my fist. “Charlotte.” I called out but there was no response. I got up as I checked the bathroom but there was no sign of her there. I searched her room and everywhere I thought she could be but she was nowhere to be found. Is she out with this so-called mysterious stranger again? My anger started to rise as I walked back to the room and started to pace around while waiting for her to get back. About an hour passed before I heard a car drive in and I moved the curtains to see her step out and make her way inside the house. She looked exhausted and tired but I was too angry to care. All I wanted was an explanation. A valid one. She opened the door as she trudged in and laid on the bed, not knowing that I was in the room. She groaned as she pulled a pillow to herself and hugged it t
CHARLOTTE'S POVI couldn't believe my ears. Owen suspected me of betraying him?“Cupcake-”“Do not cupcake me!” I yelled as I ran a hand through my hair and stared at him, a scoff escaping from my lips.“You have no idea what I've been doing for you. Just because you see me hanging out with him means I'm working against you? Everything I've done is for you!”“Listen to me! I'm not saying that you're working against me. I just shared my worries with you. Catherine sent me this. It didn't look photoshopped so I thought otherwise. I was trying to look out for you.”My chest heaved as I stared at him and I realized that his words did make sense. If I saw him hanging with a stranger that refuses to disclose their identity, I would go crazy too.“If you had told me about all this, we wouldn't be having this conversation right now. I have a right to be angry too. Apparently, you know things that I don't. Anyone in my shoes would feel and react the same as I did.”He was right. I shouldn't ha
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