MRS DEVONI watched the video on the phone, my mouth agape. Adeline was the granddaughter of Qyler Dwayne, one of the richest men in the world and he just left his whole fortune to Adeline who he had been hiding for ages.The phone slipped and fell from her hands. Sasha looked shocked, and her mom seemed to be in a daze."It's impossible," Sasha started to scream. "No way she was his granddaughter!"But it was true. Qyler Dwayne, who rarely appeared in public, now held a press conference to announce his heir. It all made sense now, why no one in the business world dared to cross Adeline or attack her. They knew that if they tried, the Qylers would make their businesses disappear without a trace. They were that powerful.I paced back and forth, trying to process the news. "This changes everything," I muttered, more to myself than to Sasha and her mother.Sasha's mom clutched her chest, her eyes wide. "I can't believe it. Adeline... his granddaughter."Sasha shook her head, still
SASHA’S POVNothing prepared me for the rage I felt after watching the video.I screamed in horror at what Mrs. Devon just said. "No! No, it can't be!" My voice echoed through the room. "What do you mean we can't attack her? Is she a god?"Mrs. Devon sat calmly, her expression unreadable.“ I think it's better we leave her alone," she said softly. "No one agreed to help us because her grandfather is Qyler."I couldn't hold back the rage I felt. "Just because her grandfather is Qyler doesn't mean we can't do anything! It doesn't mean she is untouchable!"My mom tried to shush me, glancing nervously at Mrs. Devon. "Sasha, please, calm down," she whispered, her eyes wide with worry.But I was beyond control. I felt like a volcano ready to erupt. "Do you know what I have done to her?" I shouted. "Do you know how much it took from me?"Mrs. Devon's face remained calm, but my mom looked horrified. "Sasha, stop it right now!" she pleaded, grabbing my arm.I shook her off and continued, my
TRISTAN’S POVI had waited for so long, it was finally time to do the deed. There was nothing that could stop me now, not even God.I cleaned my gun properly. It was finally time to get rid of Adeline, and I wanted to do it myself. I had already given her so much grace and time to accept my proposal and marry me. But she had vehemently refused, just because of Xander. Xander, who would do nothing but break her heart again like the first time. Not like I cared, I was not planning on treating her right either. I never did her right when we dated and cheated countless times but she had forgiven each time until one day she decided she was leaving for Manhattan and was never the same after meeting Xander again.She was only going to be my wife and give me an heir. Women weren’t shit and I could get any lady I wanted and she was only suitable to marry me because of her family name.But the thought of her embarrassing me in that manner for Xander infuriated me. I was determined to make
XANDER’S POVI had been so happy with everything that had been going on, except for the fight I had with my mom. I loved her so much, but she couldn’t see how much I didn’t want Sasha to remain in our lives. Every day, she would call and message me asking me to come home and reconcile with Sasha. But I didn’t want to answer her or go back to them. I had been staying in my private villa, and I had no intentions of going back home to both of them or seeing Sasha again.One morning, I woke up to a barrage of text messages from my mom. She had sent dozens, each one pleading or demanding that I return. She even told me she got Sasha bailed from the police. She tried all sorts of emotional manipulation, reminding me of family dinners and holidays, but I wouldn’t budge.I had loads of work to do at the company. Since I had been trying to find a way to help Adeline and find evidence for her, I had abandoned my usual tasks. Now, I face a big pile of work in my office but I was happy becaus
ADELINE’S POVI was sitting on the couch when I heard the knock on the door. It was a loud, firm knock, the kind that makes your heart race. I got up slowly, my legs feeling heavy as I walked to the door. When I opened it, I saw two police officers standing there, their faces serious but kind.“Good afternoon, Miss Adeline,” one of them said. “We are here to inform you that your house arrest is over. You are free to move around, but you must be ready to report to court when required.”I felt a rush of emotions, relief, happiness, fear. “No problem,” I said, my voice trembling. “I’ll be ready.”The officers nodded, then turned and left. I closed the door behind them and leaned against it, tears streaming down my face. I had been locked in my house for a whole month, and now I was free. I cried for a long time, letting out all the pent-up emotions I had been holding in.After I calmed down, I decided to take a shower. I let the hot water wash over me, feeling it cleanse not just my b
ADELINE’S POVI woke up happy. After being under house arrest for a month, waking up knowing I could go anywhere I wanted felt like such a huge blessing. The morning sun streamed through my windows, casting a warm glow on everything it touched. I stretched, feeling more alive than I had in weeks. Today was important, and I wanted to look my best.I chose my favorite corporate outfit, a tailored navy blue suit, a crisp white blouse, and black heels. The suit hugged my figure perfectly, making me feel powerful and confident. I put on light makeup, just enough to enhance my features, and styled my hair in loose waves. A final look in the mirror told me I was ready for the day.My heart raced with excitement as I grabbed my keys and headed out. My car was waiting for me, and as I slid into the driver’s seat, a sense of freedom washed over me. I started the engine and drove to my company. It felt like I was driving to see my first child. The company had taken a hit because of my house a
ADELINE’S POVI came out of the conference room, my heart pounding with a mix of relief and anger. My father, who had been waiting outside, immediately called out and ran after me. "Adeline, wait!" he said, holding me back by my arm. I shrugged him off, but he grabbed my arm again, this time more firmly."How?" he asked, his voice filled with shock. "How did you become the majority shareholder?""It doesn't matter," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "I saved your company from collapse."He looked at me with a mixture of confusion and guilt. "Adeline, please, forgive me," he said, his voice breaking. "I know I never regarded you as an important daughter, and I never even cared to see how you were doing with the whole public backlash. But please, I'm so sorry." He said.I sighed, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over me. "It's okay," I said, even though it wasn't. "I don't need your apologies. I did what I had to do."He continued to apologize furiously, but I waved him off and
ADELINE’S POVI couldn’t stop the tears. Clarissa was driving to the hospital, and I was grateful she was, because I might have gotten into another accident if she wasn’t driving. My hands were shaking, and my heart was racing. I felt like I couldn't breathe.“Adeline, it’s going to be okay,” Clarissa said, glancing at me with worried eyes. She squeezed my hand gently, trying to comfort me.“I... I can’t lose him, Clarissa,” I whispered, my voice breaking. The thought of Xander in the hospital, hurt and in pain or maybe even dead, was unbearable.“We’ll be there soon,” she assured me, her voice steady despite the tension in the car.The drive felt like it took forever, but finally, we reached the hospital. As soon as Clarissa parked, I unbuckled my seatbelt and threw open the car door. I ran towards the entrance, my heart pounding in my chest. The bright lights of the hospital seemed to blur with my tears.Inside, I rushed to the front desk. “Xander! Xander Devon! Where is he?” I as
ADELINE’S POV***I woke up slowly, feeling so groggy and disoriented. My body was so heavy and there was a dull pain in my side. I did not know why but the pain had my head hammering. I blinked against the bright light in the room and that was when I realised that I was not alone. A lot of questions ran through my mind as I wondered what had happened and why I was here. Someone was sitting next to me and there seemed to be a shocked look on their face when our eyes met. "Adeline?" The familiar voice came through. It was soft, like silk. I turned my head and sock Xander sitting right by my side. I felt an instant wave of relief and my heart swelled. I was so scared before this happened, so scared that something bad had happened to him but seeing him right here with me did a very good job with pushing off the pain for a little while. He was here with me, alive and okay. I blinked back the tears that were already starting to form. And that was the moment everything slowly started to c
FLORAL.I could barely breathe as I gripped the steering wheel, my knuckles were already white. I knew what Tristan was planning and I couldn't let it happen because it opposed everything that we worked for. Yes, I knew he wanted to take revenge on those who put him in prison but if he was going to do that, he should go face Adeline's old man, not Adeline. She was innocent and did nothing to him. I was not going to let him hurt her, not after I'd met her. Of course she was going to be a problem if I wanted to get to Xander but she was innocent and she was a good woman. I had to stop Tristan no matter what it was going to take. The streets blurred past me as I sped down the road. My heart was pounding so loud in my ears that I drowned out everything else. Tristan couldn't kill Adeline. Not like this. Not over some twisted sense of revenge. I didn't know how I ended up in this mess. It wasn't supposed to be my fight. But here I was driving, driving madly towards the one person who cou
ADELINE'S POV***My hands wouldn’t stop shaking as I dialed my grandfather's number. I could barely think straight now as my thoughts were all over the place. It felt like my mind was running a hundred miles per hour but I wasn't going anywhere. What was I going to do now that it was clear Xander was in danger. I didn't even know where I was going to start from. How the hell was I going to find him? And it was clear from the foregoing that Matt had had the one behind this whole thing. He had abducted Xander and his phone was enough proof for that. He had also put on a mask to make me think that was Xander. That son of a bitch really did all this only to die a very disgraceful death. That was exactly what he deserved. But what if he'd killed Xander? The thought brought back the fear that was already building up. I needed to do something, and I hoped my grandfather would be able to step in with his connections. If it didn't work then I had no idea what else would. All I could think ab
FLORAL’S POV***I didn't know Adeline was in the house when I stepped out of my room. The moment I saw her standing there, my heart dropped. I should have been more careful. What was I thinking, walking out like that? But it was too late-- she had already seen me so there was no need to do anything suspicious now. But maybe there was still time, I thought to myself, glancing at her before I tried to duck back into the shadows. However, Xander’s mother, ever the gracious host, was quick to introduce me once she noticed I was behind her. "Adeline, this is my daughter, Floral," she said, gesturing to me with a proud smile. "Floral doesn't come around often." Adeline turned to me, scanning my face for a second and I held my breath. This was very bad because if she ever got to remember who I was, that was if she didn't know already, I was doomed. My palms were starting to sweat as I braced myself for her reaction. Would she recognise me? Would she say something? But instead, she smiled
ADELINE’S POV***I couldn't stop thinking about Xander. He hadn't come back since the day he told me he was going to stay at his mom’s house and I was disturbed because it could be the place where all his problems had started. Him acting weird must have been from there. He had been complaining about his sister before he came back and then everything had changed. He rarely talked to me and now he no longer complained about her. A lot of things were going on that I should be told about. But nobody was saying anything and it worried me so much. I wished someone could just let me know what was happening. But Xander was the only person I could talk to. He was the only one who knew what his problem was. It wasn't like him to just disappear like this, especially now that there was nothing bothering him, well, nothing that I knew of. He should have checked in lately but I'd heard nothing. My heart felt heavy as I paced around the living room. If I hadn't called him yesterday to know if he
FLORAL’S POV***I watched from a distance as Matt got out of his car and entered the pub. My heart raced but I had to keep my composure because this was going to work. It was either this night or never. This was the moment I'd been waiting for. I needed to find out who he really was. I had suspected for a while that something was off about him, and now I was going to prove it. I quickly made my way to his car, careful not to draw attention. The street was quiet, and only the occasional sound of passing cars in the distance was the only thing I heard. I approached his car and glanced around to make sure no one was watching. Then, I reached into my bag and pulled out the small hidden camera I had planted earlier. I couldn't risk leaving it there for too long, just in case he checked his car for anything suspicious. My hands shook slightly as I retrieved the camera, but I was careful to keep my movements steady. Once I had it, I slipped it back in my bag and quickly walked away, blend
XANDER’S POV***I tried to move but my body would not cooperate because every inch of me was hurting and it was starting to make me feel very dizzy. I was very worried because I did not want to pass out here because nobody would see me if I needed medical attention so I had to fight off every form of hazy feeling until I was sure that I was ok. My arms, my legs, my ribs- they were all on fire. I could not remember the last time I had eaten because my stomach was already growling and I was too weak to care. But do you think that terrified me the most was the fact that the room was very dark and there was nobody around. I could only help but picture that I had been left alone in some kind of Warehouse to die. My heart pounded very fast when I thought of that and as much as I told myself that his Men could be outside, there was still a possibility that they had left me alone here to die. I didn't even know if it was day or night because time had lost its meaning. I had tried to escape
TRISTAN’S POV***The weight of everything that had happened finally stayed to lift lift from shoulders. Sasha was dead. The hit man had done his job perfectly as there was no trace or evidence of who had done it. I felt so relieved because with her gone, there was no one left to testify against me, no one who could point fingers if things went wrong. That was the hardest mission so I guessed the rest would be very easy from here onwards. Now, I just had to take care of Adeline and Xander, before I could disappear. My time was coming, and I couldn't wait for it. I smiled to myself as I thought of my plan. Once they are gone, I'd be free to leave this place. But in the meantime I had to control everything from the shadows. I was happy that I had the capable hands. Sometimes I wished that this was the last mission, but then I was reminded that it was time to put my head down and do the rest. There was no promise of a better future if the rest were still alive. Thankfully, I had it all
SASHA’S POV***I sat on the cold, hard bed in my cell, staring at the ceiling. It had been a long day, just like every other day in this place. The routine, the noise and the walls closing in on me felt unbearable but that morning, something changed. My mother called. I was surprised when the guard came to inform me that I had a call. I thought they had abandoned me, that she had left me here to rot and die just like my father had abandoned us. And I wouldn't blame her for what happened because she was just as miserable as I was. The guard escorted me out of myself and walked me to the phone stand. My heart was drumming when I picked it up. Has something bad happened? Or was she going to just tell me that the divorce had been finalised? If it was the latter, I didn't want to hear anything about it. Since my father had decided to give up on me, I didn't want anything to do with him again. I listened in on the phone and her voice came through. "Sasha, honey." Her voice was so sweet,