Stephanie’s povI paced back and forth in my bedroom, my heels clicking on the polished floor as thoughts wandered through my mind. I couldn't believe Eric was still doing this to me. I had tried begging and begging but he had ignored me like I had not asked for something important.Despite our many years together, he still insisted that it was his precious daughter, Audrey, who deserved his inheritance. Amelia and I had been patient, expecting him to change, but time was not on our side and it seemed like he had a lot of time to live. I didn’t want to kill him but he was forcing my hands. I was pretending to be a faithful wife, and still saw nothing in return.This had to end.There had to be a way to take something from him without actually killing him.I picked up my phone and dialed Vanessa's number. She was an old college friend—a passionate lawyer with a knack for turning impossible cases into triumphs. When the phone rang, I tapped my finger on my arm, a sense of urgency pres
Stephanie’s pov“Not frighten, per se. Just… keep him on edge. Plant seeds of doubt in his mind about Audrey’s abilities, maybe make it clear that Amelia and you are the ones capable of stepping up.”My mind raced as she spoke. “And… what if that doesn’t push him to change his will?”Vanessa shrugged, her expression unwavering. “Then there’s always the option of arranging for someone to ‘influence’ the paperwork itself.”I thought about it for a while before agreeing on the good part. I would let nature run its course.I then got out of the office and ran out as I started heading for a restaurant.I then called Amelia to join me as I needed to talk to her.*** I was already seated at a corner table, stirring my coffee when I saw Amelia stride through the doors, her expression a mix of annoyance and boredom. She spotted me, gave a small nod, and headed over, sliding into the seat across from me.“Mother,” she said, not quite a greeting, but close enough.“Amelia,” I replied, trying to
Zachary’s povI started to think that maybe, trying a different approach wouldn’t be bad.Maybe… a more subtle approach would be better. I could show her what she was missing in a quieter way, taking things slow. Perhaps if we “accidentally” ran into each other a few more times, she’d start to remember. She’d feel that old spark, the connection that we used to share.I could feel a small smile creeping onto my face. The plan was coming together, slowly but surely. I’d start small, maybe with a casual meeting, something that felt natural. And once I’d planted the seeds, I’d let things unfold from there.Just as I was deep in thought, my phone buzzed. It was a text from Amelia.She wanted to meet up at a restaurant.I sighed and got to my feet as I got out of the room and started for the restaurant.I arrived there to see no one but I didn’t have to wait long before she joined me.“Sorry,” she apologized before sitting across from me.I watched as Amelia leaned back in her chair, crossi
Zachary’s povI walked through the door, feeling the weight of the day settle on my shoulders. Today had been… long. The cafe, my thoughts about Audrey, the bitterness that had twisted my gut—all of it lingered in my mind like a dull headache. I wasn’t sure how to shake the sadness and frustration that clung to me.I tossed my keys onto the table by the entrance, barely noticing the light already on in the living room. My head was somewhere else entirely, my thoughts drowning out everything around me. That was until I turned the corner and saw her.Alana.She was lounging on my couch like she owned the place, legs crossed, her silhouette accentuated by the deep red dress she wore. She looked up at me, a slow smirk creeping onto her face as I froze, the initial shock fading into a mix of confusion and irritation.“Alana, what are you doing here?” My tone was flat, trying to mask the surprise—and maybe a little bit of something else.She shrugged, leaning back against the cushions with
Stephanie’s povEric looked at me with a flicker of warmth, and I could see the hope in his eyes. For the first time in a long time, he seemed genuinely open to the idea of giving Amelia a chance. And if that meant moving his trust away from Audrey… well, that was even better.“Maybe… maybe you’re right,” he murmured. “Maybe Amelia just needs a chance. A fair chance.”I nodded, giving him an encouraging smile, though inside, I was elated. This was the moment I’d been waiting for—the first hint that he was considering Amelia as more than just his stepdaughter. But I had to tread carefully. I couldn’t push him too hard, or he’d see right through me.“Well, Eric,” I said, keeping my voice gentle and steady, “you know what’s best for the family. Just remember, Amelia wants nothing more than to make you proud.”He nodded slowly, his eyes clouded with thought. “Thank you, Stephanie.”I got up to leave as my work here was done and as I left the room, I let a small, victorious smile slip acro
Audrey’s pov“I don’t know. But it’s the truth. She already hates me and she wants you so she isn’t coming to terms of you and I being together. Even if it was a contract marriage, she doesn’t care.”He nodded thoughtfully, understanding the delicate balance. “Maybe you’re right. But there has to be some way to get through to her. She’s not going to just stop on her own.”“Honestly, Xander, I don’t know if I even want to try anymore. I’ve tried being civil. I’ve tried giving her the benefit of the doubt. But today felt like the last straw. She’s made it clear that she doesn’t care about the company, about me, or even about acting professionally. It’s all a game to her.”Xander’s expression softened, his thumb brushing gently over my hand. “I hate seeing you this stressed out, Audrey. If I can do anything, just tell me. Anything to help.”“Thank you,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “But I don’t think this is something you can fix. It’s just something I’ll have to deal with…someh
Lola’s povJackson laughed softly, shaking his head. “Alright, alright. I’ll go. But something tells me this isn’t over.”He started to turn toward the door, but before he left, he shot me one last look, his eyes holding that same mischievous spark. “Think about what you want, Lola. I’m just a call away.”With that, he walked out, leaving me standing there, my mind racing with all the what-ifs and maybes. As I heard the door click shut, I felt a mix of relief and regret, my thoughts churning with everything I’d tried so hard to bury.I sank back onto the couch, running a hand through my hair. The day had started off quiet, almost lazy, almost mundane. But now, thanks to Jackson, I felt like I’d been thrown into a whirlwind of emotions I hadn’t anticipated. And as much as I hated to admit it, part of me was already looking forward to the next time.However I was only focused on him. I wanted to be with Xander and no one else.I didn’t care about Jackson. The man was a fling that had la
Audrey’s pov“It’s adorable, really, how you think you can stand up to me.” Stephanie crossed her arms, her voice lowering. “But you’re only wasting your time. This house, this family… they’re under my control now. Not yours. And certainly not your father’s anymore. Soon, the company would be out of your care and back in mine so if I were you, I would tread very carefully.Her words hit me like a punch to the gut, but I refused to back down. “You might think you can manipulate everyone around you, but I know the truth. And I’m not going anywhere.”She chuckled, a cold, hollow sound that echoed through the room. “Oh, Audrey, by all means, keep trying. I’m quite entertained by your little outbursts. But remember: the maids, the staff, even the doctor…” She glanced pointedly at the doctor, who nodded slightly, still not meeting my eyes. “They’re loyal to me. Not to you.”I looked around the room, searching for some sign of support, but all I found were averted gazes and stony faces. The
Author’s povThe police quickly surrounded Daniel, cuffing him as he groaned on the floor. Blood trickled from his nose, and his face was twisted in anger and humiliation.“You’ll regret this, Xander!” Daniel spat, glaring up at his brother.Xander leaned down, his expression calm but firm. “Regret? That’s something you should feel for all the lives you’ve ruined. It’s over, Daniel.”As Daniel struggled against his restraints, the head of police stepped forward. He pulled out a list of charges and began reading them aloud.“Daniel Clarkson, you are being charged with the following: the kidnapping of Mrs. Wright, the attempted murder of Xander Clarkson, embezzlement from your family’s company, obstruction of justice, and numerous other crimes. You’ll be facing a long time in prison.”Daniel’s face contorted with rage. “None of it is true!” he shouted. “This is a setup! You’re all working against me!”“Your corrupt cop was also seen running off and right now he’s willing to testify agai
Author’s povMrs. Wright sat in the dark room, straining her ears for the movements of her captors. It had been a few hours since they taken her from her old place and brought her to this new place, hours marked by terror and solitude and confusion. But something inside had changed that night. Something told her she couldn’t be captive anymore. With newfound resolve, Mrs. Wright steeled herself and tiptoed to the door.The house was still; her captors didn’t suspect a thing when they had gone to bed earlier. Mrs. Wright cautiously unlocked the door, afraid of its creaking as she turned the knob to let herself out into the night air that was cool and freeing.She was done hiding. This time, she was going to save herself.The road stretched before her was infinite in the dark. She knew that with each step she took away from her prison it was another opportunity to get to her son and get out a solution. Her heart was beating both in fear and anticipation of the worst. She ran through t
Daniel’s povI stormed out of his office, hot blood rushed through my veins. How dare he? Who the hell does this man think he is? Some kind of a superhero coming to ‘save’ the company. He was going too far and asking too much. I got out of the company and headed for my car as I sat down there and leaned back in it. I was so angry I couldn’t hold myself back.My hands gripped tightly around my steering wheel; those knuckles were all white as if they were screaming ‘help!’ in some invisible way. In anger, I punched my steering wheel a couple of times before leaning back in my seat.I then turned the ignition and drove directly to the warehouse where I had everything under control—my men, my operations, and my future. It was a sanctuary of sorts for me, a place where I could reorganize my thoughts and plans without any distractions or disturbances. A couple of my men were already there when I arrived.They all stood up as soon as they saw me enter, feeling the unrest radiating off me. “
Audrey’s povI clearly remembered the drive to the cabin that morning. I’d driven so slowly, looking in the rearview mirror every few seconds to make sure I wasn’t being followed. The streets had been practically empty, but everything had felt still and foreboding because of it. When I had gotten to the place, I had parked a few hundred meters from the cabin itself, hiding my car behind some trees before continuing on foot.The closer I got to the cabin, the more uneasy I felt. Something was very wrong. The place looked abandoned—deserted—but it wasn’t just that. It was something else; something I couldn't explain.“Mrs wright?” I asked while staying at the door and knocking. I hoped no one would bash my head in as I opened it inwards as it groaned under my hand as I gave it a push so I could step inside.The sight that met my eyes made my stomach plummet. The entire cabin was in shambles. Furniture was flipped over, papers were strewn across the floor, and a faint acrid smell wafted
Xander’s povI sat in my office, the door closed behind me as I went through the financial reports once more. My anger simmered beneath the surface. It was bad enough that the company was in such a state, but the audacity of the board to act like nothing was wrong infuriated me. My father had worked too hard to build this company, and I wasn’t about to let it crumble under their watch—or Daniel’s.Just as I was contemplating my next move, there was a sharp knock on the door. Before I could answer, one of the board members stepped in, closing the door behind him. He was an older man, someone who had been with the company for decades, yet his face now looked pale and nervous.“Mr. Xander,” he started, his voice shaking, “I need to talk to you.”I reclined back in my chair, signaling for him to continue. “What is it?” I questioned, but I already knew he didn’t come here to help me with anything but to stress me.The man hesitated, and then he leaned forward a little. “I think you should
Xander’s povI was in my company office gazing at the files lying on my table. My secretary had compiled every possible document pertaining to the financial record of the company and I was growing more angry after going through it. How was it not tallying? Who drew this large amount of money, the supporting bills and receipts were in no record?I could see lots of money being removed from the company but there was no mention of them being used for the company again. Why was this a thing?I called for my assistance as she appeared before me.“Is this all?” I asked as she nodded.“Yes, Mr. Xander. I think this is all there is available in the system…”“You think?” I interrupted her as she gulped.“It is all I could find in the system.”I leaned back in my chair and drummed my fingers on my desk. “This doesn’t make any sense… Someone has been withdrawing money at absurd rates recently, and with no record of what it’s being used for? How the hell does that work?”She didn’t answer, but sh
Daniel’s povI smiled after hearing his voice. Xander, always so easy to rile up. “Calm down, baby brother,” I scoffed. Taking another sip of my drink as I got to my feet to face him. “I was merely conversing with her. No need to get your knickers in a twist.”He stepped closer, glowering. “I said, stay away from her.”I saluted him sarcastically and stepped back a pace or two. “Okay, okay. Chill out if it bothers you so much.”As I walked away, I glanced back at Xander over my shoulder. “You should really learn to relax,” I drawled, mocking him as much as possible. “It’s bad for your health, all this stress you carry around.”Walking through the doors out of the pool area with self-satisfaction rolling off me in waves, I didn’t care about Xander and his anger. Not when they were both going to be defeated very soon.Back in my room, I poured myself another drink and stared out the window. It was a clear blue night with stars in the sky, but I wasn’t looking at the sky or the stars or
Daniel’s povLola’s body went rigid and her face turned a shade of red that clashed horribly with her hair. “Audrey?” she screeched.“Yes,” I said, nodding. “Why would she do this to me?”I shrugged. “I don’t know. But she must have seen that maybe Xander was looking at you a certain way and she just wanted you out of the equation.”Lola laughed cynically, and shook her head. “Audrey is going to regret this.” She said, “She honestly believes that nobody is going to stop her? For real.”I said nothing, just letting her stew. If nothing else, getting angry at Audrey took her mind off what had happened. "Wow, you look like hell," I said, taking a step back from the chart."Gee, really? How would you have guessed?" she snapped and rolled her eyes at me.I smirked, leaning against the wall. “You’re lucky to be alive, you know.”Her glare seemed to darken at my words. “If your people were competent at making sure no harm came to you and I, this wouldn’t have happened in the first place!”
Audrey’s pov“No,” I said, just as firmly. “But we can’t do anything stupid either. Any wrong step in this thing and it could throw us all over the edge. We just found her, let’s be careful and tail her for a while while trying to know what’s going on.”He gave a long heavy sigh and rubbed his fingers across his forehead. His eyes looked miserable because he knew I was right."Let's think this through," I said softly, resting my hand on his arm. "We'll find a solution for her. But we have to do it right."Reluctantly, he nodded, but his shoulders drooped in defeat. "Okay," he whispered. "But we need to hurry. I don't think she can last much longer."I nodded with both relief and determination. ***Daniel’s povI was in the car already heading to the house when I got a call from my men. “Boss, we have a problem.”“What is it?” I growled while clutching the wheel.“Mrs. Wright brought a stranger into the house she is hiding in, and now that we’ve arrived, the person is gone.”I frowne