"What have you got on her?" Damien asked Gray, who was standing at his table side. It had just been twenty-four years since he got the news about Lila's release and he had told his assistant to get information on her. He knew that the best way to bring her down was to first get closer to her and then bring her down one way or the other. He had to make her suffer for taking a life; it should not be that easy for a murderer to get free from jail.
"Basic information and current information"
"Tell me," Damien gestured, leaning into his seat and taking off his glasses.
"Lila Carson, the only daughter and heir to the Carson empire, left home when her father died when she was eighteen years old. She got into a relationship with Gavin Holt; the car that was being driven by Lila that night belonged to Gavin. Gavin is now married to one supermodel, Evangeline Mark."
"What is her relationship with her family?"
"She is closer to her brother than she is to her mother. Her mother is barely in the country and has not been seen in the last two years. From my findings, it seemed like Lila was closer to her father and was left heartbroken when he died."
"So she knows the pain of losing someone, yet she had the nerve to hit and run someone else?" The pain in Damien's voice could be heard from miles away. He was not doing well with this conversation, but he was going to hold out to the end so he could find useful information.
"I am sorry about your loss, sir," Gray said. He did not know how else to comfort his boss, even though he had constantly told him not to say things like that. The pain he was seeing being emitted from this man was too massive to be ignored.
"What about her current information?" Damien asked, ignoring the condolences.
"According to my findings, Gavin was supposed to get married to her after she was freed, but he stopped coming to see her six months into her sentence and got married to Evangeline Mark. According to the man I put on her yesterday, he tells me that Gavin shoved her out of the house and asked her not to return."
"Seems he also knows that it is taboo to get with a murderer," he said spitefully.
"It seems she has a child; she was pregnant by the time she was tried and gave birth a few months later. The baby was taken away and raised by Gvain."
"Is she to be reunited with the child?"
"I am sorry. I will do more research and get back to you on that," Gray said, closing the file he had been reading out of.
"It is okay, I do not think I need that piece of information just yet, maybe if I get closer to her, I might get it myself."
"Get closer to her?" Gray said. If his boss were to ask him what he should do about the woman, he would have said that they take her away and torture her.
"And what are her current living conditions?" Damien asked, ignoring the questioning comment from Gray.
"She seems to have gone back to her brother's house."
"So Oliver Carson has her now?"
"Yes, sir, that is correct."
"Find every event that Oliver will be attending this week and next and let me know."
"Yes, sir," Gray said. Damien waved his hand to dismiss him and he went out of the room. Damien was going to attend events hoping that he would run into Lila and form a relationship with her; he had to get close to her to find a way to repay the hurt that she had caused him.
WEEK LATER
"Do I really need to go for this event?" Lila groaned.
Oliver had come home and announced that she needed to go with him to a party and it was compulsory that she go. She had made a case that she was just fresh out of jail and did not need to be mingling with all those people.
"You need to get yourself out there; I did try to get your name and image out of the media for nothing. You must repay me and it would be good if you snagged a rich bachelor and got married so we can finally expand."
"Are you going to marry a rich heiress and expand as well?" Lila asked sarcastically and he nodded. She rolled her eyes "You are no fun."
They got to the party and Lila stood in a corner; she was not interested in making any friends or interacting with anyone tonight. She saw a man walking toward her; she sighed as she took a full swig from her champagne flute. She dropped the glass to the table and began to walk away.
She noticed that the man's steps became stronger as he walked toward her; she slowed down because she did not embarrass him. He caught up with her steps and she caught a whiff of his cologne as it began to fill her nose. It was a mixture of citrus and spicy, and she could smell some aftershave in there as well.
"If I did not know any better, I would have thought that a beauty like you was trying to avoid me," he said. She stopped and turned to him with a frown on her face.
"Avoid you? But I do not even know you."
"Exactly," he said, and she smiled. "Do you care for a refill on your wine? I see you ran out."
"I do not want to drink so much, so maybe I would go for some mocktails instead."
"Wait right here, and I'll be back with something for you to drink," he said, walking away and reappearing later with a glass in hand.
"Thank you," she whispered, taking the glass from his hand.
"I did not catch your name," he said in his most flirtatious voice ever.
"I haven't told you yet," she replied with a smile.
"That is right, but I would love to know it."
"Lila Carson"
"Damien Calloway
"It makes no sense that you suddenly do not want to get married; we had agreed that we were going to have a wedding this year," Lila said as they drove out the party. "And the year is not even yet half done, so I do not know what the rush is about," Gavin said, rolling his eyes. They were just leaving the reception for a wedding. Gavin knew that Lila always got like this whenever they attended another wedding. She would calm down in a few hours; at least by the time they got home, she would be better. "Half the year? You haven't even asked me to be your wife yet," she scoffed as she crossed her hand over the seat belt. She hated having this conversation with him more than anything, and yet they had it at least once a month. He was constantly getting invited to weddings, and as if he were just trying his best to torture her, he took her to every single one of them, and in each one someone always asked her when she was getting married. She had been together with Gavin for six years
THREE YEARS LATERLila looked up at the sky; she had not seen the wall out of the prison in three years; it felt like a whole new world out here. She was expecting that Gavin would come today but no luck. He frequently visited her during the first six months of her being here, but shortly after that, he suddenly disappeared, claiming that he was expanding and could not be there again. Her only hope of seeing him was through the images on the television screen once in a very long while. "Helen's estate," she said to the cab driver as she entered the cab. As the cab moved down the road, she could vividly remember that day three years ago when she stood before the judge. He had sentenced her to seven years in prison because she was unable to pay the fine, not because she did not have it but because both her husband-to-be and her brother refused to bail her out. "You are foolish," her brother proudly said to her face. He knew very well that Lila was afraid to drive at night and would m
There was no way that Lila thought of this that made sense to her; how could Gavin think to marry another woman after he put her in jail? She served the time she did not deserve, and even though she came out after three years instead of seven for being a model inmate, the scar was now on her for life. "Maybe this Evangeline is crazy and does not know what she is saying; Gavin is going to show up with a perfectly good explanation for everything," she murmured as she paced the living room. She would have gone in but she wanted to see Gavin as soon as he came in. There was no way she was trying to miss him. She had hoped to come home to a warm, nice shower and good beds where she could lie down, but now she had to stay seated until he came in. "Lila?" Gavin's voice was too shocked. He must have received the circular stating that she was coming out today, so why was he so shocked? "Gavin," she stood up so happy to finally see him in flesh and blood after all this time. "What are you
"Boss, that woman is out of prison." Damien looked up from his table and took his glasses off his face. "She is out?" his voice came out rough. He cleared his throat and his assistant nodded his head."Yes, she is out." "But she was given seven years, and she has only spent three," Damien said, and the boy in front of him nodded. "She got out for good behaviour and being a model inmate," Gray explained. "Are you telling me that our system is so fucked up that they let a murderer leave because she acted like she was sorry?" Damien asked, slamming his fist to the table. "She was not even given the maximum punishment, and she was still let out early?" he was shaking furiously in his seat. Gray stood there anticipating whatever requests or orders he might want to give him. "What should I do?" Gray asked when Damien did not say anything but sat there in silence, probably thinking about his wife-to-be, who was killed by this woman who was now freely roaming the streets."I wanted her c