It was another day to enjoy watching someone plead for mercy. My plan wasn't to visit Claire but I had no other options when I had the urge to see her.A weirdo like me, I couldn't think of any other way to approach her. Going the right way was boring.Seeing that nervousness and uncomfortable smile made me happy.That nervousness made her threaten me like a dying puppy trying to bark with its last life."You have to stay away from me." She warned, scared.Her eyes were teary already, you could see her chest going up and down like her heart was going to jump out.There are so many things Claire didn't know were coming to her."You have no idea of what is coming your way." I looked into her eyes fiercely.She jumped into her car in fear. Of course, that's the only thing she can do. I watched her drive away in fear. A smirk escaped from the side of my lips."This is just the beginning of my comeback. Lucas would be too busy, young man has to choose between his company crashing or....
CHLOE'S POVThroughout the night, I wondered what would befall me if they eventually found the footage. It would prove both Claire and Lucas right, there is a high chance I would never be trusted anymore.It would be all over the news. I drank so much that night that I didn't know how to stop myself from thinking.With the drink in my hands, I slept off.**The news on my television screen woke me up. I wiped my eyes a million times just to see clearly. "What....am I...." I scoffed and sat up.I had a sudden headache, but I didn't mind. I just wanted to see and confirm that what I was hearing was true."Charles?" A smile escaped my lips. I wasn't expecting that to happen.What exactly had befallen him was what would be happening to me. "At least flying news of an accident or death probably is better than hearing that the most popular bitch took from her ex...or betrothed." I sipped the drink that was beside me.The accident was a fatal one. I wondered why Lucas hadn't arrived there
LUCAS POVBlood was spilt everywhere as I had a panic attack."How did this even happen?" I shouted and attempted to cross the boundaries."No sir, you don't have to go there. I need to know what's going on." I pointed at the tragic incident in front of me.Priscilla was getting mad already, she couldn't bear the fact that they were stopping me from entering.“Don't you all get it? Are you dumb? He works for us, we can't just let him be there all alone.” She shouted uncontrollably at them..“Ma'am, are you planning to reverse the whole scene and stop what just happened? Why are you overreacting like you own him?” The cops asked angrily.I could sense that there was a fight that would come up now…“It's fine but I need to see him…” I requested, this time with a nicer, nicer voice.“No, you can do that in the hospital.” The cops rejected my request the second time.I was furious, but what would I gain if I reacted to what he had just said?“Let’s get out of here.” I took Priscilla away.
CHLOE'S POVI listened to Christabel scream for her life; of course, there was no way I would watch her die. That would make me weak, and I probably want to spare her life and turn her into my slave.I don't trust her in any way, she could work for me and still give out information to the people I was against. So, to prevent everything from happening she deserves to die.“We are done, ma'am.” The man reported to me.“What am I supposed to do with that information? Clean up the body and you give go live your lives wherever you want…” I said to them unbothered.I only hired them because I didn't want to hear that Christabel escaped. Now that the reason for them being here is gone, they need to leave too.“That will be done right away, ma'am; thank you for…” he attempted to speak further, but I was already fed up.“Just get going please…” I gestured for him to leave.“I have to wrap my head around the matter and think of what I would do next.” I took more wine and sipped it.I had numero
CLAIRE'S POVI couldn't stop panicking until I got to the office. Even when I got there I still had this fear hovering around me.Chloe was my nightmare, she would literally torture me anytime she got the chance. I am so mindful of the way I do things, Lucas is mad at me and there's no hope that he would want to go through any stress for me again.“Good morning ma'am.” A worker greeted me.I was supposed to answer that but I suddenly remembered what Chloe said about the workers in my Company. I don't know who to trust and who not to. My head was scattered and so fucking noisy that I thought of running away and nothing else.*"Come on, why are you acting so surprised? No one around you is to be trusted.”*The words came lurking in my head. It felt like I was trapped in that sentence.“I need to fucking breathe.” I rushed to the office.Mirabel was trying to comply with the documents and other papers I had no idea about.“Good morning ma'am.” She greeted me without lifting her head up.
CLAIRE'S POVThe news left me in great shock, I couldn't get over it. My head was stuck with going to check on him and know how he was doing.I don't know how he was going to react seeing me, that is something else that kept me away from going there.It's a new day, and all through the night, I have been thinking about Lucas and the things he just lost.“Get my bathtub ready. I will need to go out soon.” I instructed the maid immediately after I got out of my room.“Mom? Where are you going?” So bad of me not to know that he was there.Now I have to find a perfect lie to say to him.“That's not the greetings I expected from you, Brian.” I squat to his level.“Sorry about that mom, good morning. But I still want to know where you ought to leave me?” He looked sorry for a second, and the next minute, he was so concerned about something else.“I am an adult and I can go anywhere I wish. Just don't get worried, I'll be back home before you know it.” I faked a smile.“Mom…you promise to ta
LUCAS POVThis is surely a day of pain and heartbreak, I don't know how to escape it. Playing strong was the best idea until Charles died; how was I going to fix it?I have put him in many risks, and now he is finally gone; I can't even explain what happened."More drink, please; I don't want to ask for these things again. They should be here." I ordered the maid that walked to and fro.I couldn't go back to my father's house. That was a big load for me, I don't know how I was going to explain anything to them.Especially my dad. He would want to beat the shit out of me, he can't do it but his actions would change."Here Sir." I felt tipsy and began to imagine things that would properly never happen in this life."Someone is here to see you, sir..." One of the securities came to inform Me.Before I could think of a response to give to him, Claire came in.My eyes widened and it looked like I just saw my problem standing right in front of me.She acted as she has always been acting, i
CHLOE'S POVAll my life I have never had a great opportunity to like this. I stalked Lucas' house because I knew she was going to come around, I wasn't wrong.Claire came to meet Lucas, and after some minutes, she left the house; her face when she drove past me showed there was a little problem between them."Well, she would stay longer if she had no problem with him. So...." I smiled as everything was like a book open at me.I snapped and turned off my engine to get into the house. I don't know what I was going to say, but with the way he was hurt, he would definitely want someone around, it might not be me, but I'm the only available person right now.Chloe.." he called out slowly.He was soaked with the wine that he drank. I've not seen him in this state before...I couldn't say a word, I took the drink and helped him with the wounds until it was morning.It was easier to make him have me that night but I chose to let him heal from what he was going through that night.He stood up
Claire sat across from Lucas and Prince Will in the small café near the courthouse, her hands wrapped tightly around her coffee cup. The warm steam curled into the air, but she barely felt it. Her mind was set on what she was about to say.Lucas watched her carefully, his deep honey-gold eyes filled with something unreadable. Prince Will, on the other hand, leaned back slightly, observing her with quiet curiosity.Claire took a deep breath. “I’ve made a decision,” she said finally.Lucas’s jaw tightened slightly. “What decision?”Claire exhaled. “I’m moving away. I’m taking Brian with me to another city.”Silence.Lucas’s entire body went still. PrinceWill raised an eyebrow but said nothing.Lucas’s fingers tapped against the table once, twice, before curling into a fist. “You’re taking Brian away from me?”Claire swallowed hard. “Lucas, after everything that happened… I need a fresh start. Brian needs a fresh start. He deserves to live in a place where he isn’t constantly looking ove
Claire sat in the hospital waiting room, her hands clenched together so tightly that her knuckles turned white. The sterile smell of antiseptic filled the air, and the soft murmurs of nurses and doctors blended into the background. But she heard none of it.All she could think about was Lucas.He had lost so much blood. The doctors had been inside the operating room for hours. Every time the doors swung open, her heart leaped into her throat, but it was never the news she wanted.Her entire body was stiff with exhaustion, but she couldn’t rest. Not when his life was hanging by a thread.She leaned forward, burying her face in her hands. “Please, just let him be okay,” she whispered to no one in particular.A sudden commotion near the nurses’ station caught her attention. Several people had gathered around the television mounted on the wall, murmuring among themselves.Claire frowned and slowly stood up, walking toward them. The screen displayed breaking news, and her heart nearly st
Lucas barely had time to react.A sharp pain exploded at the back of his head as Chloe struck him, making him stumble forward. He caught himself against the wall, breathing heavily, trying to stay steady.“Don’t move,” Chloe hissed.Lucas turned his head slightly and saw her holding a gun, her hands trembling just enough to show her nerves.“Chloe,” he said slowly, keeping his hands where she could see them. “You don’t want to do this.”Chloe let out a bitter laugh. “You think you know what I want?” Her grip tightened around the weapon. “I wanted you, Lucas. I wanted us to be together, but you threw me away like garbage!”Lucas took a cautious step forward. “You know that’s not true.”“Don’t lie to me!” Chloe shouted, her breath ragged. “You chose her. You always chose her!”Lucas exhaled, forcing himself to remain calm. One wrong move and this could end badly.“I didn’t choose anyone, Chloe. This isn’t about that. It’s about you making the wrong choices,” Lucas said, his voice steady.
Kelvin sat in the interrogation room, his hands cuffed to the table, sweat dripping down his forehead. The walls felt like they were closing in, and the harsh overhead light made it impossible to escape the cold, hard truth—he was caught.Across from him, PrinceWill leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. His gaze was sharp, unwavering.“Let’s try this again,” PrinceWill said. “Who else was involved?”Kelvin licked his dry lips. “I already told you everything.”PrinceWill tapped a pen against the table. “Lying won’t help you, Kelvin.”Kelvin clenched his jaw, looking away.PrinceWill sighed. “We already have enough to put you away for a long time. The only thing that’ll make your life easier is if you cooperate.”Kelvin’s fingers twitched. He knew he didn’t have a way out of this.“Fine,” he muttered. “Chloe.”PrinceWill didn’t react, but his grip on the pen tightened. “Go on.”Kelvin exhaled heavily. “She planned everything. She was the one who arranged for Brian to be taken to the
PrinceWill sat in his office, his eyes fixed on the stack of reports in front of him. The search for Brian had gone cold, and frustration was eating him alive. Claire had been coming to the station every single day, her face pale with exhaustion, her eyes swollen from endless crying. It hurt to see her like that.He had promised to help her. He couldn’t fail.A knock on the door made him glance up. One of his officers stepped in, looking hesitant.“Sir, we still haven’t recovered any CCTV footage from the night Brian was taken. It’s like everything was wiped clean,” the officer said.PrinceWill let out a slow breath, rubbing his temples. “There has to be something. No way a child disappears in a city like this without leaving a trace.”The officer sighed. “We’ve checked all nearby buildings. All footage was mysteriously deleted.”PrinceWill clenched his jaw. This wasn’t a coincidence. Someone had done this on purpose.“Sir,” another officer peeked into the room, his expression tense.
Chloe smirked as she looked through the small window into the children’s area.Brian was sitting alone, his little face filled with sadness.Soon, he would be out of the picture for good.And Claire would never see him again.Brian kicked his legs slowly as he sat on the wooden bench inside the orphanage playroom, watching the other children run around. He didn’t want to play. He didn’t want to be here.He wanted his mother.Tears stung his eyes, but he blinked them away. His mom always told him to be strong. But how could he be strong when he was stuck in this place with no idea when he would see her again?Then he saw her.His little heart pounded as he spotted the familiar blonde-haired woman walking through the hallway, her heels clicking against the floor.Chloe.She was the one who brought him here.She knew where his mother was.Brian jumped up, his small feet moving as fast as they could. He ran toward her just as she was about to step into an office.“Miss… please.”Chloe sto
Lucas stormed into his office, his entire body rigid with anger. His assistant, Mark, stood near his desk, looking anxious.“You need to see this,” Mark said, handing Lucas a file.Lucas barely glanced at it before slamming it onto the desk. “Tell me what happened.”Mark hesitated. “Kelvin called for a vote. He convinced the board members that your absence was harming the company.”Lucas’s eyes darkened. “And they listened?”Mark swallowed. “Most of them. But I called Camila.”Lucas’s jaw clenched at the name.Camila.His former love interest.It had been years since they last spoke, but she still held significant power in the company after inheriting her late father’s shares.Mark continued, “She arrived just before the final vote. As soon as she voted no, the others started reconsidering. Almost all of them joined her.”Lucas exhaled slowly, his hands tightening into fists.“So I’m still CEO.”Mark nodded. “Yes. But Kelvin isn’t backing down. He acted like nothing happened, said he’
Lucas lay on his bed, his body burning with fever. His head felt like it was splitting in two, his muscles weak, his throat dry. He barely had the strength to lift his arm, let alone get up. The room was dimly lit, curtains drawn shut, and the air was thick with silence.He had ignored his health for too long. Days without eating properly, sleepless nights filled with stress, and now his body had given up on him.A cold hand touched his forehead, and he groaned, shifting slightly.“Shh,” a soft voice murmured. “Just rest, Lucas. That’s all your body needs for now. Stop fighting it.”He forced his heavy eyelids open, his vision blurry. A figure sat beside him, a damp cloth in her hand. He blinked, trying to focus.Chloe? He wondered as his body tensed immediately.“What… are you doing here?” His voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper.Chloe gave him a small smile, pressing the cloth against his forehead. “Taking care of you.”Lucas tried to move, but his limbs felt too weak. “How di
Chloe pulled her coat tighter around her body as she stepped out of the car. The orphanage stood before her, an old brick building with a rusted iron gate. Children played in the front yard, their laughter ringing through the air. The sight made her sick.She wasn’t here for charity.With a confident stride, she walked through the entrance, where a woman in a long, dark dress stood behind a desk. The woman, Sister Agnes, looked up from a pile of papers, adjusting her glasses as Chloe approached.“Good afternoon,” Sister Agnes greeted, offering a warm smile. “How may I help you?”Chloe forced a sad expression onto her face, lowering her gaze. “I’m here to… to give my son up for adoption.”Sister Agnes’s smile faltered. “Oh, dear. That must be very difficult for you.”Chloe let out a dramatic sigh. “It is,” she whispered, looking down as if holding back tears. “I love him so much, but I can’t give him the life he deserves.”Sister Agnes reached across the desk, gently touching Chloe’s