As the new week began, Tamara bought some muffins and a cup of coffee for the esteemed Bradford Hemmingway.
"Good morning, Mr Hemmingway," she greeted him with a smile."Morning," he reacted dispassionately."Mr Hemmingway, I'm not sure if you have eaten yet, so I took the liberty of bringing you muffins and coffee from the shop around the corner," she responded, walking behind him to his office.Bradford looked at her and said, "Ms Jones, I am not interested, perhaps you can enjoy them at your desk!" His tone was firm and steadfast.Dissatisfied with the negative response from the CEO, she turned around and started walking back to her desk, which was sectioned off from the reception area on the top floor. She was sharing an office with Bradford's personal assistant.As she turned around, she bumped straight into Camilla. "Cam.., she stopped, sorry, I mean Ms. Middleton. Morning." She stopped herself, remembering the warning sheThe day had finally arrived. All the staff at Hemmingway International had been invited to the Gala Event, so the offices were closed. They would all have the day off from work to prepare for the event. The Palace Hotel in Buxton had been reserved for the whole night, and the rooms booked for employees to stay over so that no one travelled back to their place too late.Tamara had informed Steven that he was her plus one for the function that evening and that she needed to go to the salon to have her hair done. Steven sighed, "Why do you need to waste so much money? Camilla never did things like that!""First, Steven, this is a big event. There will be a lot of very influential people attending tonight. Our international business partners will be attending. Who knows, this could be a good benefit for you. A chance for you to network with others and maybe grow if you play your cards right.Tamara was ushering Steven to network so that she could move forward without him. "Will Camilla be
Stepping out of the car, Camilla linked her arm with his as they walked into the banquet hall. Side by side, they walked inside. Camilla not only looked elegant, but she was the most captivating woman there. All eyes were on the dashing couple as they walked in.You could feel the eyes glaring and following them as they walked towards their table. They were each handed a glass of Champagne. As they took their glasses, they began to mingle. Bradford introduced her to all the directors of the other branches across the world. Sharing some ideas.Looking over to where Camilla was standing, Tamara's eyes became inflamed with anger. Clutching to Steven's arms, she whispered, "You better remember our deal if you ever want to get back with your ex-wife." This was a warning of note.Steven understood her warning and said, "Just wait a little before we put the plan in action." Tamara nodded in agreement.Looking over at Steven and Tamara, Michelle couldn't help but get an unnerving feeling and
Camilla was rushed to the hospital. She was unconscious. Uncle Toby, along with Uncle Chris and his wife, all rushed to the hospital. James had called and informed them that Camilla was in the hospital. He hadn't gone into detail but said that he would explain everything as soon as they arrived. Uncle Toby's wife stayed home with the children as it was extremely late and icy cold.Bradford was inside the room. "Camilla, if you can hear me please, please wake up. There are so many people that still need you. I need you." His face was worried. His heart was broken. "Just wait,"he thought, "they will both pay!"Bradford placed a light kiss on her forehead and walked out, leaving her to rest peacefully.In the waiting room, her family had all appeared. All except Tamara and Steven. James went in next and sat holding her hand. Cousin, you must pull through, please." Though they had not been very close, over the past few months, he had drawn really close to her. "We will make them pay fo
The morning arrived quickly. Steven was having the children. It was Christmas. The Saturday, he received a phone call from Chris, Tamara's father, "Steven, since you have been considered family for a while now, I'm going to let you stay in the house until the end of the month, but in the new year you need to be out," he didn't intend on holding a long back and forth conversation."Yes sir," he said in despair. Steven hadn't thought about moving again, and he knew that he could never afford the rental on this property.Later in the morning, he tried contacting Tamara. She eventually answered her phone. "Steven, we are finished. I am finished. Everything I have done has been to my own detriment or demise. I was ousted from the family. I have nothing. We would never have worked. I only fell for you because of Camilla. You were divorced from her because you couldn't help yourself. You love women, Steven. Women and alcohol," she said callously. The realization of her cold-hearted words hi
While Steven was awaiting being processed, he was allowed one phone call. He didn't know who to call. He couldn't call Camilla. She had warned him before. Tamara was out of the country. Besides his best friend, Matthew, who was on vacation, the only other person he could call was Michelle. "Michelle, I need your help, please," he begged. "What is it, Steven?" she asked. "I'm in jail," he said and explained what had happened. Michelle had just taken a pregnancy test, and it was confirmed that she was indeed pregnant. There was only one person she had slept with. She didn't know how she was going to tell James she was pregnant and with another man's child, although it was all before they had gotten together. "Okay, I'm on the way," she told him and drove to the station. Once at the police station, Steven was booked, but he now needed bail money to be released pending his court appearance. The whole process took about five hours, and Michelle paid his bail. He was due back in
Camilla was still at Bradford's place. Sitting in the living room, they looked outside the window. The first winter snowflakes had begun to fall. Putting on her black coat and thick red scarf, hat, and gloves, she ran outside into the snow.There was something magical about the snow falling. Camilla loved this time of the year. Everything was crispy white. Bradford looked at her, "Woman, you're crazy. This will be the death of you. Get inside before you get sick," he called out to her.Camilla burst into a bubble of laughter, ran towards him, and grabbed his hand, pulling him outside to enjoy the snow with her. "This is beautiful," she laughed, "don't be dramatic." She ran around as the snow fell, and Bradford chased after her.Looking outside through his window, Grandpa watched as the two acted like young children. He had always loved watching young ones enjoying the snow. It made him reminisce about the times when his late wife and him used to behave like love-fools in the snow. S
New Year's Eve had finally arrived. The celebration of the year that had passed and the year that lay ahead. Bradford had arranged a grandiose dance at his place to ring in the New Year. Bradford had arranged for Camilla to be picked up and driven to the Hemmingway residence. Caterers were everywhere. The main hall was where everyone congregated to mingle and dance and have a few drinks. The dining hall would be where everyone would sit to enjoy a meal.Camilla had just finished getting ready when the driver arrived. Her hair was done up, and her curls hung loosely. Bradford helped her select the most elegant dress. Her dress was a Giffnisetti woman's ball gown in royal blue and beaded with rhinestones around the waistline and a sweetheart-style bodice. The shawl that accompanied it was a long, high-necked shawl in royal blue and rhinestone on the upper half and around the neckline. She looked dynamic.Arriving at the Hemmingway residence, Bradford rushed to the car. Dressed in a whi
As the party came to an end, Camilla was in no rush to go home. Bradford had asked her to stay longer. He had even prepared one of the guest rooms for her to sleep in.Camilla agreed to stay over. After all, she was home alone. "Grandpa," she said, "you're still up? Come sit down, and have a cup of tea with me before we go to rest."She poured Frank Hemmingway a cup of tea and said, "Bradford, come have a cup with us." Bradford smiled and indulged both of them.They sat talking and laughing. "I'm so happy the two of you are together," Frank said.He took both their hands in his and said, "this will be a good year. Bradford, you must treasure this woman always, and you will have a gem for life."Bradford smiled and said, "I plan to grandfather, I plan to."Grandpa stood up and said, "These old bones are getting tired, I shall retire now." Grandpa walked up the stairs, leaving the young couple to their own initiatives.Soon after Grandpa exited, Bradford scurried over to Camilla and sat
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