Author's pov In the morning around 10:30 am, a Boeing 767 touched down at the airport, carrying 110 passengers, including Mrs. Nora Williams, a close friend of Mrs. Morgan. Mrs. Williams, a woman in her late thirties who took great care of her skin, appeared younger than her years. She was wearing a stylish black gown with a white scarf around her neck and sunglasses covering her eyes. Mrs. Williams was embroiled in a legal battle over her late husband's investments, contested by her stepsons from a previous relationship. She had a daughter, Merit, a nineteen-year-old college student. With her was her lawyer, accompanied her and his name was Jasper. Despite receiving 22% of the her late husband’s investments, Mrs. Williams expressed disappointment, feeling she deserved more. Exiting the plane, Mrs. Williams was met by a throng of journalists waiting to ask her questions after the court case. "Mrs. Nora Williams, do you see the outcome of your legal battle with your late husba
Author's pov Jasper was carried by Mrs. Williams' presence, striving to reassure her that inheriting 22% of her late husband's investments wasn't a setback or that she had lost her case against her late husband's sons. It took him about three days to persuade her after the case, to consider herself lucky. Being a young, energetic lawyer, he saw handling such a prominent case for a wealthy woman like Mrs. Williams as a privilege, especially since she had invited him. He was keen to maintain their connection, feeling unsettled by her evident unhappiness of getting such a percentage. During those days, he found himself spending more time in her hotel room and even attempted to take her out, secretly hoping for a more permanent role in her life as her lawyer. In the midst of trying to win Nora's approval, Jasper didn't know he had neglected his fiancée. His communication with Anna dwindled to the point where he forgot to inform her of his arrival that day. "As soon as I entered th
Jasper’s pov With my suitcase in my hand and as I got into my car, I felt I was about to start a new life. All my plans of getting married by the end of the year have landed on a rock. Where will I start from? I have this personality of being too shy to express my feelings to the opposite sex. It all started when I was publicly disgraced when I was in highschool. If I were some men, the millions in my suitcase was enough for me to start kicking my life in the right direction. My two hands were on the steering wheel but I found myself hand shivering. The pumping blood all over my body was at a rush, probably making my eyes blur. There was one thing I needed to do to save my life was to stop the car at the side of the road and wait to see what next happened to my body system. I gradually stopped the car and parked at the side of the road. Upon removing my seatbelt, I collapsed my head on the headrest and closed my eyes. Some minutes later, I kept hearing the conversation of Anna an
Author's pov Jasper felt indebted to Mrs Williams as he only took his phone and came out of his hotel room. He got into his car and drove away. He was in so much of a hurry that he didn't read the full address, but his eyes had only caught the name of the street. It was on his way he rechecked the address and got the full location. “What has happened to Mrs Williams? Or have the sons of his late husband come to intimate her? Or is she still thinking about her case as a loser? I don't think so.” He thought as he kept going. His mind couldn't pinpoint what had actually happened to her. At this rushing moment, he forgot about how his life had turned out to be. He forgot the drug he bought and its usage. What he was fully concerned about was to get to Mrs Williams' house and find out what had happened to her. It took him about twenty seven minutes to get there and when he got to the gate of Mrs Williams’ house, he pressed the horn of his car. When he didn't see her coming out to o
Amber’s pov The time was around 7pm and Adrian and I were having a great time at this new house. It’s been four days since Adrian has turned here to our temporary house. But as for me, it was a haven compared to where he was calling a permanent home. For the few days being here, I knew two things considered as secret to Adrian and she told me about them. First was this home. If not for her mom’s trouble, I wouldn’ have found out that Adrian has a place like this he goes in and chill out when he doesn’t want anyone to know about his whereabout. “My mom was the reason I bought this place back then in college,” he said to me some few days ago as I laid my head on his lap. “Whenever I feel troubled by my mom, I simply tell my dad that I was traveling to see a friend and this will become my temporary home.” I couldn’t believe it when he said that his mom and dad were the chief reason he left the baseball team when he was in college. “When you have become a superstar in baseball, wh
Nora's pov When Flora thought that Jasper was the boyfriend of my daughter, she indirectly took my fears out of me and I needed to act fast and prove to her that that was true. I quickly used my right fingers to scratch the back of my head and I was looking for what to say. “Do you want to hide it from me? Please do something, your daughter needs the best. Please., break their relationship so that my son can marry your daughter.” She walked up to me and held my hands as she wanted me to be on her side. When she said what I didn’t expect, I didn’t know when I decided to join her, moreover, she wasn’t dragging Jasper with. “If my son and your daughter get married, you can have more power and I will personally tell my husband to join you in the fight against your stepsons. You deserve more than what you were given in court. With the influence of my husband and son, we all will chase your enemies out of business, and they will regret ever tasting the bitter taste of your venom. “Y
Jasper's pov What's going on in my head? Has Mrs Williams taken me so close that she was the one that went to her bar to bring a bottle of wine? Each time we had the opportunity to hold ourselves, she threw her hands on me. When she embraced me a few minutes before her friend came, I could feel her nipples against my chest. Oh no, she is very cute. It must have taken enough effort for his late husband to have her as his wife. It would be mind blowing to have her for the night. She doesn't treat me as if she had been my big client some days ago. She smiled at me like a friend. Am I falling for her? Or my mind is trying to overcome what Anna did to me? Is this not an opportunity to tell her that I want to be her lawyer? She has never been so kind and soft spoken to me all the days we spent together. As she was about to open the wine, I raised my hand, trying to draw her attention. “Don't you want to drink any longer?” She asked. “I will, but I have something troubling me.” “
Mrs Williams’ pov It’s been very difficult to focus for the past two hours since Jasper left my house. What happened to us was like a dream come true. It was so perfect that I acted as if it took place without any initial planning and he too was surprised. I didn’t want him to feel disheartened or be threatened by my reaction. So as he was about to go, I said, “Jasper, whatever happened yesterday was as a result of both of us getting drunk.” He too thought so and as he wanted to say something, I held his soft lips and I didn’t want him to say anything now. He was the one who prepared our breakfast and I have noticed that he feels comfortable when I hold his hands. Despite trying not to let him say anything concerning what happened last message as I fear any negative reaction, I couldn’t stop him as he sent me a short message after he left my house. If I had known he enjoyed it, I would have allowed him to express himself before leaving. When the sound of the message fi
The hall was thick with tension as Mrs Morgan’s voice shook, her emotions barely in check. She stared at Adrian, her face full of confusion and frustration.“What kind of confession is this, on your wedding day? People are waiting!” Her voice was sharp, but beneath the anger was fear—fear of what was coming next.Adrian’s expression was cold and unyielding. He didn’t react as the guests whispered, casting curious and judgemental glances."Amber and I... we’re not blood-related." His voice cut through the murmurs, and the crowd instantly fell silent. He turned to his mother, the woman he had always trusted. "Who did you sleep with to have me?"Gasps rippled through the hall, and Mrs Morgan’s face turned pale as if all life had left her."Me?" She laughed, but it was hollow, full of disbelief. "You’re mad, Adrian! Is this your twisted confession?"Before she could continue, Adrian handed her an envelope, his fingers trembling slightly. "This is the DNA test. I ran it several times."Her
Amber's pov Did Adrian just say in his last statement that he will be spending a night with me here alone at the hotel? What does he want? He has so much emotion for me. Can't he control it? Despite suppressing my emotions for him, I still love him. I was still holding my phone when it rang again and it was Adrian. “Hello…” I said. “I'm still waiting for your address. I kept my promise. What are you waiting for? I'm ready to enter my car and drive out of the house. At this point, I was having one question in mind to ask him, but my tongue was too heavy to say it. “Are you coming here to…?” I stopped and thankfully he knew what I meant and he started laughing. “Your voice turned me on. It's not a matter of coming there or holding your precious fingers. I have something to tell you. We need to talk. I miss you and I want to have a nice time with my sister. Whatever angle you want it to be, I will be. But there is something I will never do, I will never force you against
Author’s pov Two white cars suddenly stopped in front of Amber’s grandma’s house and it was in the evening. The doors of the car at the back opened and Mrs Morgan and her friend, Merit’s mom came out of the car after the guards had opened the doors for them. They walked majestical towards the front door and one of the men guarding them knocked on the door. The first person that came out to open the door was a lady, one of those ladies that assisted Amber’s grandma. “Are you related to Amber?” Mrs Morgan asked with a cruel voice, putting great fear into the young lady. “No, I am here to do some housekeeping.” “Where is Amber’s grandma?” This time, it was Nora that asked this question. “She is inside,” she slightly trembled and went inside. They stood at the door post and when Amber’s grandma came out, her age demanded respect and in turn, she welcomed them by saying, “What are my guests doing at the mouth of the door? Please come inside.”Nora wanted to reject the offer of
Amber's pov Adrian walked up to me while I was in the room. Then he said, “I just received a call from the laboratory and they have informed me that the result is out.” My heart raced as we both stood at the edge of uncertainty. We neither know if it will be positive or negative. The laboratory center we went to was one of the sophisticated centers in the country. They were equipped with modern technologies. So, any test that was done there was often done with different testing techniques. “Will you inform your dad?” I asked as my voice started to crack out of tension. I felt more panicked than anything I have had in my entire life. It drew a line of separation between Adrian and I. I love Adrian and nothing apart from blood related could stop us from being together. “Get dressed, we need to go and collect the result.” Adrian said and kissed my forehead. I went to my wardrobe and by this time, I had already taken my bath. What will I wear? Does this occasion require speci
Author's pov “Flora, when are you going to inform Dora about your new plan?” Nora asked. They were outside, under a well spread white umbrella at Nora's house. “I will tell her once my son gives me a meaningful answer. Since I told her about my plan, he said he would get back to me. I love Dora and I want her to be part of my family.” Nora took a sip from her glass of blue wine and after she carefully placed the cup on the table, he said, “Your husband's infidelity has become a blessing in disguise. If your husband hasn't cheated on you, you wouldn't be able to achieve or say what you are demanding.” Flora shrugged and sighed. “He disappointed me. I could swear that he can't do something like that. If I had listened to my thoughts, I would have found out before now. I saw their closeness and I wondered what was happening. My husband Mut had known that Amber was his daughter. I am thinking he knew about it when he was sick at the hospital.” “Flora, that reminds me, what
Amber's pov When I held the lab report in my hands and carefully read the result word for word, I was astounded to see that Mr Morgan is my biological father. How come? Is there anything my grandma is hiding from me or my late mom is hiding from me? I didn't know what to think about? This information has thrown me upside down. I didn't know where to place my thoughts. If my grandma knew about it, why had she not told me all this while? Does that mean that Adrian is my half-brother? I came down from the cab and walked into the house and I felt like an ordinary paper that the wind could blow off. “Grandma,” I paused as I saw her picking up her phone call. I was so deep in thought that I didn't pay attention to my grandma's conversation over the phone. “Amber!” She called and I turned my eyes towards her. “Why are you looking at me like this? Has…” “Grandma, do you really know my dad?” “Your dad? You mean your late date?” She asked. “Yes. What about my mom? Do you
Author's pov “Why did you lie to me that I will leave here today?” Mrs Morgan said angrily and it was only her friend that was in her room. She had been hostile with her words, and even more angry when she saw Amber. “That was what the doctor said initially.” Then the ringing of Mrs Morgan's phone stopped her friend from speaking. “Your husband is calling you.” “I can't speak to someone that I'm angry at.” Flora said to her friend. “We only have one night to stay at the hospital. It's for your own good. At home in Mr Morgan's house, he was very worried. He had been calling his wife, but she had refused to pick up her call. Mr Morgan was first in his new room downstairs. He had been told by the doctors not to stress himself. So climbing the stairs was seen as stress. He walked out of his room and came to his private sitting room. The first time his eyes saw was the wall clock. “It's about 7pm and my wife has refused to pick up my call. Is there something that everyone is
Author's pov When the lab scientist said, “congratulations…” Mrs Morgan's heart raced as she didn't know why he was congratulating her. Does he know why she came to do the paternity test initially? He doesn't know, so when he said congratulations, Mrs Morgan was confused. Instead of saying it verbally at first, the man handed her the result on an envelope. “Congratulations on what?” She could still remember these words as the last moment and when the lab scientist said, “Mr Morgan is the father of your daughter.” Mrs Morgan lost it and she fell unconscious. “Doctor!” Nora, her close friend shouted. The lab scientist and Nora rushed her into one of the wards and they immediately started to resuscitate her. “Flora!” Nora shouted as one of the nurses told her to leave the room. The envelope was in Nora's hands as she came out of the room and stayed outside. “Oh my god, please Flora, you need to wake up. Who will I call now?” She asked herself. “I need to tell…” she pause
Author's pov “Has she picked up your call?” Merit asked her mum as she came back to the sitting room and her mother’s phone was still in her hand. “Hmmm…I can’t say she has answered me. She only told me she will get back to me.” Mrs Williams raised her face and looked at her daughter, who was putting on a very short skirt and a white top. It was in the evening and through the window, they could see the sun settling down. “How long will she get back to you?” She spoke with so much anger and after pacing the right side of the sitting room, she stopped and stood behind one of the couches. “Why are you looking at me like that?” Her mom asked, as Merit’s anger could be seen all over her body. “If you were very serious with what I told you, you would have expressed your anger towards her. How will she disgrace me in front of Adrian and her girlfriend? It’s so embarrassing.” “Are you sure Mrs Morgan did the things you have told me?” “She cannot deny it.” “When all of this wa