Bradford and Camilla called a big family meeting both on his side and on her side. They all congregated at the Hemming residence. "Mum?" Marshall asked, "What is this all about?"Marshall was now eleven years old and his sister was nine years old. "Hush, and you will know soon enough," Camila said to her son."Family and friends, your attention please," Bradford called, standing in his burgundy suit, white shirt, and black tie. Everyone stood dead quiet."Camilla and I have a big announcement or two to make tonight. Okay, maybe three," he continued, and everyone broke out in laughter.He pulled Camilla next to him and held her around the waist. "Firstly, as you all know, Camilla and I got married. However, we haven't done the official ceremony and reception. Therefore, in the next month we will be planning this." Everyone clapped in elation."Secondly, we are happy to say that Camilla has been awarded full custody of her children." Another round of applause was given."Here's the bi
A month had passed since the Hemmingways had announced that they were going to have a baby.The wedding preparations were well underway. As they planned to have the ceremony and reception at the end of the month. It was summer, so the weather was reasonably beautiful for a British summer.The flowers were in full bloom. The schools were on summer break, so the children had gone to their great uncles and aunts for the holidays.Camilla and Bradford's personal assistant had been put in charge of arranging a wedding planner for the event so that there was less stress on Camilla whilst being pregnant. She also arranged for the correct cakes according to both Bradford and Camilla's specifications.3 weeks before the wedding was to take place, Bradford received a phone call from the house. "Master Bradford, you and Mrs Camilla must come home now," she cried."Calm down and tell me what is going on," he responded calmly."Master Hemmingway is on the way to the hospital, sir," she explained,
Grandpa Hemmingway spent a week in the hospital after his surgery recovering. The wedding plans were nicely underway and everything was just a matter of time.Once Grandpa arrived home, he was given strict instructions, and there was a specific diet he would have to follow.A week before the wedding, Camilla went to go try on a few wedding dresses. Something elegant yet simple. A white, satin, open shoulder, V-style, A-Line dress, with a silver low heel shoe.It didn't take her long to choose the style, but then a thought came to her, and she contacted her aunt, Joyce."Aunt Joyce," she started off, saying, "do you know who has my mom's wedding dress?"Joyce greeted her niece and said, "Yes, I have it here.""Good, when Bradford gets in from the office, we will come by. I would love to wear my mum's dress for my wedding," she explained.Bradford got home an hour later, and they headed off to get the dress. The wedding dress was almost identical to the one she saw in the shop, but what
The night before the wedding, Camilla was a bundle of nerves."Babe," she spoke quietly to Bradford."Yes, my love!" he responded.She curled up close into his arms. He held her close."What's wrong?" he asked, sensing something wasn't right."I don't know," she responded, "something doesn't feel right."Turning to her full-faced, he responded, "Everything will be okay. You just have wedding jitters."She shook her head, "No, it's something else.""Whatever it is, babe, we'll get through it together," he reassured her.However, in Bradford's mind, things were feeling sideways. He didn't want to let his wife know he was feeling uneasy as well. Concern was seething through his body. Thoughts of what this woman might do was very disconcerting to him.Because they were already married, they didn't see the reason to sleep in separate rooms, but just to follow tradition, Camilla went to sleep in her old room, and Bradford stayed in his room.The children were going to leave with Uncle Chris
The police finally arrived at the house. James and Chris also arrived and grandpa as well. As James arrived at the house he received a phone call. Looking at the caller's name, he decided to answer the call. "Hi Michelle what's up?" he asked.Michelle responded, "I just heard the news about Jessica, please keep Camilla and Bradford safe."James didn't know if he should tell her, so he rather kept quiet and assured her everything was under control.The police asked a number of questions and Bradford politely informed them of what his suspicions were. How they were connected to Jessica and how he suspected that Camilla's ex-husband was also involved, as he suspected that Steven and Jessica had had some contact while she was in prison. He provided them with all the information he had collected. The police took down all the information and started their own investigation.While Bradford was going out of his mind with worry, Camilla had been drugged, tied up, and dragged to an old abandon
As the hunt continued, Camilla could sense her husband getting closer. Bradford parked at a distance so as not to make a noise to ward off the culprits. The police were also on their way, but Bradford couldn't and wouldn't wait for them. To him, time was of the essence. He knew the police would arrive soon.Slowly, he got out of his car and headed through the trees to the two abandoned properties. Trying to decide which one was which, he took a chance. As he reached closer, he looked at a glance, through the window. Seeing his wife on the floor, he became enraged. "Calm yourself down," he warned himself. Knowing that his anger could be the cause of more damage.As he heard the shouting inside, he saw his wife on the floor. She looked weak and pale. He saw something around her on the floor, but he couldn't see what, though it was liquid. Hearing them shouting and fearing for his wife, he raced inside."Camilla!" he screamed, "hang in there." Steven and Jessica turned around, and Steve
News that both Steven and Jessica had been convicted and Jessica wouldn't be getting out of jail any time soon was a huge relief to the Hemingway family.Over the next couple of days, Bradford had been spending more time in the office getting caught up with paperwork and meeting new potential clients.One morning, while lying in bed, Camilla asked him, "Babe, when do you think we should hold the wedding ceremony and reception?""I want you fully recovered and to feel comfortable before we set another date," he replied, "I don't want to rush you."Smiling at him, she said, "I don't know what I did to deserve such a wonderful, caring, and loving husband as yourself." She moved in closer to him as he put his arms around her gently, rubbing and kissing her already six and a half months, swollen baby bump.After an hour of relaxing in bed, Bradford got up and went to bathe and get ready for work. Looking at him, she said, "I so miss working at the office.""I know, babe, but you must rest.
Camilla was busy with the project Bradford had set before her for the complex. He had wanted her, specifically, to handle the project design when Grandpa came in and sat with her. She explained to him about the project, and he looked at her designs. He was always amazed at how skilful she was when it came to designing. "I love the concept," he smiled at his granddaughter-in-law."Thank you, Grandpa," she smiled lovingly back at him.While he was watching her artfully etching away on the drafting paper, his phone rang. It was Fredrick's father on the line. Thankfully, he was expecting the call as Bradford had spoken to Frank the night before about Frederick's visit and what had transpired.Camilla couldn't hear what was said on the other side of the line. All she heard was Frank saying, "Bradford knows what is best, let him handle this. One can not jump into positions unless you start from the ground up. He needs to get a grasp of what the business is all about before he can advance t
Just two days were left before the wedding day. Michelle and Camilla had been very busy with the finer details. Camilla had taken James' mom and Aunt Joyce to the boutique to get their dresses for the wedding, and Michelle was at the beauty salon doing pre-bridal test runs of makeup before the day. That afternoon, Bradford and James treated all the women, Michelle's mom, James' mom, Aunt Joyce, Michelle, and Camilla, to a spa afternoon with massages. Enjoying the two hours, the ladies discussed a lot of the ideas for the reception. "Where's Tamara?" Michelle asked. "She's coming down with Frederick tomorrow morning," Aunt Ruby said, "Apparently she has something planned for you and Camilla." Camilla's eyebrows rose, "I hope she's going to behave." They all laughed. In the past, this may have been something of a warning, but Tamara had changed, and she was more placid than before. The morning before the wedding. Tamara and Frederick arrived at her parents' place around 7 that mo
Tamara and Frederick started attending the University of Bolton. Both were studying as per the specifications from Bradford. It was nearing the wedding of Tamara's brother, James, and his fiancé, Michelle. James had given his sister permission to bring a plus one to the wedding. One Friday afternoon, after lectures had ended, Frederick had invited Tamara out for dinner and drinks. "This could be the perfect time to invite him to my brother's wedding with me!" she thought. "I'll swing by your place. Be ready by 6 p.m.," Frederick informed her. Smiling, she said, "Anything specific?" she asked. "Nothing major," he responded. By 6 that evening, Tamara was ready and nervous. They'd been out with friends in a crowd, but this was their first official date. "Wow, you look beautiful," Frederick said as she opened the front door. Tamara was wearing a long, black pencil skirt with a white, long-sleeved blouse and a black jacket. "Thank you," she smiled coyly. She was blushing at the att
For the next three days, Bradford was forced to stay in hospital despite the fact that he wanted to get back home. Camilla remained at the hospital with him while they had frequent guests in and out. While lying on the bed, Bradford asked, "Can you please continue the audiobook. I want to hear what Desmond has in store for Theresa next."Camilla laughed, "Bradford, you really are something else I tell you. So do you want to listen for the sake of listening, or is it to conjure up something in that devious mind of yours for when you get home?"A devilish smile grew across his lips at the thought of what he would plan for his wife. Camilla saw that smile, and she knew what he was up to. Shaking her head, she responded, "I have no words for you, my husband." Camilla continued to play the book as they sat snuggled together on the hospital bed. Some of the scenes were excellent, and Bradford said, "Just imagine that this was us and Desmond was me," he smiled. His manhood getting a high-r
There was a long wait till Bradford was wheeled out into the ICU. "Doctor, how is my husband?" Camilla asked, tears rolling down her cheeks. "We will have to see. We managed to remove the bullet," the doctor said. Judith's father arrived at the hospital. "Tell me, is Bradford okay?" He asked, sincerely concerned about the young man. "He's still unconscious, Mr Brown," James said. "Please keep me updated on his progress," the elder gentleman said and left the hospital. Camilla went into the room, "Babe, please wake up, I need you," she said, crying as she sat beside his bed. The family popped in briefly, one at a time, to see him. "Thank you all for coming," Camilla said, "you can all go home. I will keep everyone updated on the family chat group." Nodding, they said goodbye and left.Later that evening, James and Michelle took the children in to see him. "Dad Brad, you need to be okay. We all need you, but mom and Morgan need you more," Meghan said, holding his hand. Marshall w
After finally settling on moving to Alderley Edge, Camilla and Bradford discussed attending the funeral for Jessica. Camilla had suggested that Bradford go alone, but Bradford wasn't having anything of it. "No, my love, where I go, you go. You are my wife. I'm proud of you being next to me," he uttered, putting an arm around her waist.In the past, when Camilla was married to Steven, he would definitely not have encouraged this. He would have left her behind and gone alone, but this was Bradford Hemmingway, the CEO and heir to the Hemmingway fortune. Plus, he was a different type of person altogether. He loved his wife.Meanwhile, the wedding for Michelle and James was coming quickly, and there were many preparations to be made.That Monday Camilla decided to go to the office late. Michelle had asked her to accompany her to the bridal shop for a dress. "Okay, honey, I will see you later in the office," Bradford said as he left, kissing his wife goodbye. When Michelle arrived, they wen
The next morning, James awoke with the news playing on the television. Michelle had gotten up slightly earlier to prepare breakfast for them. The news report said, "Breaking News MHP Styal Prisoner found dead in her cell. Investigations are underway, but it looks like suicide." Michelle looked up and saw a picture of the woman who had passed away. James came down the stairs at this notable point, and Michelle gasped in shock. "James, isn't that, doesn't that look like, Jessica. Bradford's ex?" she stammered in disbelief. Looking at the picture on the television, he said, "it may be." James picked up the phone and called Bradford. "Hey man, listen, have you seen the news yet?" Still half asleep after the long night, Bradford said, "Brother, it's still away too early, man. What's up?" James responded, "Bradford, go turn on the tele man. There's a picture of a lady on the news from Styal. She looks like Jessica." Realizing what James was on about, he said, "James, it is Jessica. W
December had approached pretty quickly. Tamara had sold her place, bought a new place, and moved to Bolton. The nights were getting darker earlier, as was the norm in England. James and Michelle were preparing for James' wedding. While Bradford and James were looking into selling their place and buying a bigger place for themselves and all before the new year would arrive. Meanwhile, at Style Prison, Jessica was having a terrible time adjusting to life in prison, under the strict watch of the prison guards. Many heated arguments had broken out between Jessica and a few of the inmates. Jessica was not one to back down and often came up against some of the most cruel women on her block. Randy, another female prisoner, with black, braided hair and tattoos on her body, had been locked up for the murder of her mother, her sister and her sister's little baby, all because the sister's husband refused to leave the sister for her. Randy was facing life in prison without the possibility
The next day, Camilla and Bradford were in the office having coffee. Bradford said, "Babe, the family are coming around 10 they want to discuss something with us." Camilla looked at her husband and asked, "Did they say what for? And who is coming?" Bradford smiled, "it's Uncle Chris, James, and probably Michelle and I will gather Tamara as well. I suspect it has to do with Tamara and studying further, but I'm not sure what else," he said.Thinking about it, Camilla responded, "I think I do. The house Tamara owns is in Poynton." With that Judith knocked on the door, Mrs Hemmingway, Mr Buyson is on the phone," she announced. Camilla stood up and went to take the call. While Camilla was speaking to the client, Chris and Tamara walked into the offices. "Dad, I'm going to Camilla quick," she said. Chris nodded and greeted Judith. "Morning, Sir," Judith greeted him. "Morning, can you let Mister..." Just then, the office door opened, and Bradford stepped out. "Uncle Chris, it's good
While love antics are found at Hemmingway International and at Jones & Co., things between Tamara and Frederick are warming up. Bradford and Frank had spoken to Tamara's parents and Frederick's parents, respectively, regarding the idea that they had for the two of them. However, they both felt that for them to prosper within Hemingway International, they would need to both take courses at the University of Bolton. Fortunately, Frederick lived in Bolton, so it was not a problem for him. Frederick was twenty nine and single. He'd had a few women in his life, but none were serious. Not until Tamara came along. Something about her captivated him. He was drawn to her wild nature and zest for life. Frederick was average height for a male. He had sandy blonde hair with green eyes. Tamara was shorter than Frederick, not that this stopped her. On the other hand, Tamara lived in Knutsford, so for her, it would be at least a forty-minute drive each day to and from Bolton. Tamara had decided t