SLYVIA'S POVI was in a cab heading to the airport when my phone rang, displaying an unknown number. I hesitated to pick it up, knowing it might be one of those nosy reporters. It rang two more times, but I still didn't answer."Mummy, are you not gonna pick up your phone?" Zendaya asked me, her eyes wide with curiosity."No, it's nothing important. Besides, I don't want anything to distract us from our move. Aren't you excited?" I said, tickling her. She burst into laughter."Mummy, stop!" Zendaya said, giggling.A few minutes later, a message popped up on my screen: 'Sylvia, pick up. It's Grayson. I called your assistant, and she said you were moving today. Why didn’t you tell me you were moving today? Anyway, I wanted to make sure you were okay about what the news said today. I am really sorry. Please pick up, I need to talk to you.'I sighed. Moving back to New York was going to be a battle as soon as the sharks of the Lockwood household smelled me coming, but I didn't think it wo
SLYVIA'S POV"This is quite a good neighborhood, ma'am," Paul remarked as we drove through the quiet, tree-lined streets."You know the neighborhood?" I asked, surprised."I used to work as a security guard at a hotel close to here," he responded with a nostalgic smile.I was curious. "How was that? Did you enjoy working there?"Paul chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Oh, it was quite the experience. I have plenty of stories. Like the time a married man brought his side chick to the hotel, and his wife showed up and confronted them. The drama was something else!"I laughed. "That sounds like a soap opera!""Exactly!" he said, laughing along. "And then there were the celebrities. They'd come in, cause a scene, and their agents would rush over to pay the hotel management to keep everything a secret. It was like living in a tabloid some days."I shook my head in disbelief. "I can't imagine dealing with that on a regular basis.""It kept things interesting, that's for sure,"
SLYVIA'S POVWe slept well in our new home despite our current living conditions. The air mattress wasn’t the most comfortable, but it did the job. The next morning, we brushed our teeth, took our baths, and got dressed. Today, I plan to find a good school nearby for the kids. Just as I was gathering my things, I heard a knock on the door. “Who could it be?” I wondered. It couldn't be the movers since they weren't due until tomorrow.I peeped through the door hole and saw Grayson standing there. My heart skipped a beat. "Open up, it's me, Grayson, Sylvia," he said from the other side."Who's at the door, Mummy?" Zendaya asked loudly enough for Grayson to hear. There was no pretending we weren't home now that Zendaya had given us away.I took a deep breath and opened the door. My eyes fell on Grayson. He wore a dark navy suit with a black coat and a scarf, his hair brushed back perfectly. His eyes were as captivating as ever, and he had never looked more handsome. His presence filled
GRAYSON'S POVHearing that the kids had been bullied, especially Zendaya, broke my heart. I wished I could shield her from the cruelties of the world, to protect her from any harm. I stepped over to where Zendaya and Zenith stood and squatted down to their level."Hey," I began softly, "I want you both to know that you have me in your life now. I will never leave you, and I'll do everything to keep you safe. Your mom and I are going to find the best school for you, where no one will pick on you, okay?" I said, placing my hands gently on their cheeks.Zenith stepped forward and hugged me tightly, his small arms wrapping around my neck as I kissed his head. It felt like a breakthrough, a small victory. Zendaya, on the other hand, remained still, her big eyes studying me warily. Though she didn’t hug me, she didn’t pull away when I cupped her cheek. It was a tiny gesture, but it felt like a significant start.I looked into her eyes and smiled. "I promise, Zendaya, I'll be here for you."
SLYVIA'S POVThe kids were taken for measurements by the school tailor for their uniforms, leaving Grayson and I in the principal's office to finalize the paperwork for their enrollment. I sat there, trying to focus on the forms, but my mind kept drifting to the enormous fees."I'll call Paul to bring my checkbook from the car," Grayson said, snapping me out of my thoughts."Grayson, you don't have to do this," I insisted one last time, though my resolve was weakening.He gave me a reassuring look. "It's for the kids, Sylvia."I sighed, nodding reluctantly. A few minutes later, Paul appeared with the checkbook, handing it to Grayson. He quickly signed a check and passed it to the principal, who accepted it with a smile."Thank you, Mr. Lockwood. We’re thrilled to have Zenith and Zendaya join our school," the principal said warmly.By the time we finished the paperwork, the kids had also finished with their measurements and joined us, their faces glowing with excitement."Mummy, we saw
SLYVIA'S POV"Hi, everyone," Jocelia said with her fake smile, sliding into the chair next to Grayson. I watched Grayson's expression shift to frustration at the sight of her."What are you doing here... and how did you find me?" Grayson asked in a cold sharp tone."Oh, come on, Grayson. You dining at a place like this tends to make the news," she replied casually, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. I glanced around and noticed a few people sneaking glances at our table.Jocelia settled into her seat and looked around expectantly. "So, what are we having?" she asked, but no one responded."It's good to see you, Slyvia," she said, turning her attention to me."Is it, Jocelia?" I sneered, unable to hide the spite in my voice."Come on, you're not still angry, are you?" she continued, ignoring my tone. "We can get past our differences, especially since we'll be seeing more of each other now that you and Grayson are working together. And besides, Grayson and I are togethe
JOCELIA'S POVAs soon as I saw Grayson leave, I picked up my phone and called Alice. "I just met with Grayson," I told her as soon as she picked up."Listen, child, I have better things to do than listen to you and Grayson’s relationship problems," Alice said, sounding irritated."Wait, Alice, that’s not the issue," I said quickly."Then what is it?" she asked, clearly impatient."He was having lunch with Sylvia," I said."Okay, they’re business partners now, so I guess that's bound to happen. This is not a reason for you to call and disturb my manicure session," she replied dismissively.I felt my frustration rise at her casual dismissal. "Listen here, Alice, the problem isn’t just the lunch. Sylvia brought two kids with her—a boy and a girl. They looked like twins," I said, my voice filled with urgency.I could hear the concern creeping into Alice's voice. "Who could be their father...wait, you don’t think Grayson could be their father, do you?" Alice asked, her tone shifting to one
SLYVIA'S POVI woke up early to finish some work I needed to drop off at the office today. Glancing at the kids still sleeping peacefully, I smiled. Then panic struck me. "What about their lunch for school and breakfast? Shit, how could I forget?" I muttered to myself.I needed to get them breakfast before school and also sort out their lunch. Thankfully, I remembered that the school provides lunch for the students. I mean, paying almost six figures a year for each of them, the least they could do is provide lunch. But what about breakfast?I stood up and glanced out the window, hoping to spot a store that might be open. Then, my phone buzzed with a message. It was from Grayson. "Paul is coming over now to pick you and the kids up for school. He will be over in 15 minutes. Here is his number," it read. I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly called Paul."Good morning, Paul," I said, trying to sound calm."Good morning, ma'am. I'll be at your place in 12 minutes," he replied."Sor