Sarah’s P.O.VThe two fugitives were brought to the yard by the police. One by one, their hands were handcuffed."Officer, what did they do wrong?""Mr. Brian Powell embezzled company funds, ma'am. And Ms. Kendall Kowitz is suspected of being involved," one of the officers explained.Was Brian Powell not a part of Peterson Group? I’d have to investigate this later.Derrick's face turned even paler. His body trembled. ‘Just wait, Derrick. Soon you'll join Lorraine in prison.’"No, Kendall! Officer, please don’t take my daughter. She’s pregnant!” Sonia suddenly ran into the yard, pleading with the police officer."Derrick! Why are you just standing there? Kendall is pregnant with your child!" Sonia shouted loudly.All the neighbors were shocked. They all started whispering and looking at Kendall with disgust."N-no, that’s not true. The child Kendall is carrying isn't mine. It's that man's," Derrick said, pointing at the middle-aged bald man named Brian Powell."Kendall… Don'
"A police station? Why are we here, Troy?""Calm down, beautiful. You'll know the reason once we get inside."The three of us got out of the car. A police officer greeted us at the entrance."Welcome, Mr. Peterson," the officer said, shaking Troy's hand.As we walked in, almost everyone nodded respectfully at Troy. Who was this man? Was it because he was one of the city's tycoons or a former celebrity? I didn't know."Please, Mr. Peterson and Ms. Johnson, have a seat." An officer who looked higher ranked invited us to sit in a more private room. Maybe he was the chief."Bring them in!" the officer ordered."Yes, sir."Not long after, two detainees were brought in by two police officers each.The two detainees, Brian and Kendall, walked with their heads down to the chairs in front of us."Brian, if you admit all your crimes, your sentence will be lighter.""Mr. Peterson, I'm sorry," Brian said with a remorseful face."Tell her everything you and this woman did to Sarah!""S
I felt relieved when I got home and found Sofia and Gillian safe. According to Troy, there were several of his people patrolling my house, and some of them were police officers. I felt much calmer.Why was Derrick still there? He must think I still had amnesia."Derrick, get out at once!"Derrick, who was engrossed with his phone, was startled when he saw me."What do you mean? This is my house. You can't kick me out!" he said firmly."Oh, really? Where's the proof that this is your house, Derrick? Where's the certificate? Show it to me!" I snapped, folding my arms across my chest.Derrick stammered."I already told you I'm still looking for the certificate. Stop playing games!" he barked."What if I find the certificate? What will you do?" I asked with a smirk.He looked even more flustered and anxious."Don't try to fool me! Remember, you're sick and have amnesia. It's better for you not to think too much!" he said, panicking."You fucking idiot! I regret ever marrying a l
Today, I had to go to the office. No matter what, I needed to fix the company's situation, which had been a mess since my accident.Derrick and Bradley had wanted to take over the company. Because of them, the company's situation became chaotic, and our stock prices started declining. Somehow, a lot of company money ended up in Bradley's account. He even deceived the financial manager.Bradley was still missing. No one knew where he was. The police were still looking for him."Good morning, Ms. Johnson.""Welcome back, Ms. Johnson.""It’s good to see you well, Ms. Johnson."The employees were surprised to see me. One by one, they greeted me warmly.Today, I gathered all the managers for a meeting. We must start hard work immediately if we did not want the company to go bankrupt.This company was the only legacy from my family. I had to protect and grow it. It was a responsibility I had accepted.I tried contacting Albert several times, but his phone was always unreachable. I r
I heard faint voices in the distance. Slowly, I opened my eyes. I saw white walls around me. I guess I was still alive. I said a little prayer in my heart, glad that I was not dead.I could smell the distinct scent of disinfectant. I had an IV drip attached to me.I must have been out for a long time. Remembering what had happened earlier, I wondered who got shot. Who saved me?I was really glad that nothing happened to me. I thought of Gillian, how she must be so worried. Oh I missed her so much. I wanted to hug her right now."You're awake?"I turned towards the door. It was Troy, with his handsome face smiling at me."Troy..." I whispered.Once again, this man had saved me."How are you? Still dizzy?" he asked, gently stroking my head.He was always this sweet to me."I'm feeling better. Thank you. You’re always there to save me,” I replied."Hmm? I just got back from Singapore this afternoon. I came straight here after getting the news from the police," he said, putting
Troy’s P.O.VNo woman had ever ignored me before. In fact, beautiful women competed for my attention.When my name was at its peak among celebrities, many women chased after me, even coming to my house and office.Women today were extraordinary. They did not hesitate or feel embarrassed to throw themselves at me.But among all those women, not one had caught my attention. Even though they were from the ranks of celebrities, models, and officials' families—and were incredibly good looking.Only one woman could shake my heart. A woman who was noble not because of her wealth, but because of how she carried herself and maintained her dignity. A woman who intrigued every man. She was the only one who always tried to keep her distance from me.Sarah Joy Johnson, the daughter of Robert Johnson, my dad's friend. A girl I had secretly loved since we were young. Back then, I never dared to approach her because we were so young. I kept that love buried until my family moved to America. I ha
Sarah’s P.O.VJust like Albert had suggested, I didn't go to the office this morning. The doctor said I needed to rest for a while to recover. I used this opportunity to spend time with Gillian. I missed seeing my little girl's energy.A bouquet of beautiful flowers on the table had caught my attention since earlier."Sofia, where did these flowers come from?" I asked as I approached the table. It turned out to be roses. As they were a huge bunch, I counted there were ninety-nine of them.How romantic. Could it have been a declaration of love or a proposal? Ninety-nine roses meant everlasting love after all."Oh, I found those near the terrace, ma'am. It seemed to have been dropped by someone looking for you yesterday afternoon," Sofia replied."Someone was looking for me? Who?" I asked, puzzled.Meanwhile, Gillian was pulling me to sit on the sofa to watch her favorite movie with her. My daughter was very clingy, probably because she missed me too."Yesterday afternoon, a man
Albert's P.O.VI was beyond happy today. After saying our wedding vows, Sarah was officially my wife. Finally, my struggle for love had paid off. Sarah was my first love, and had made me go through ups and downs to win her heart."Why are you staring at me? It's embarrassing with all the guests around," she whispered."You're so beautiful. I can't stand others looking at you," I whispered back, leaning closer."Well, I'm the bride. Of course, everyone has to look. You're being weird," she replied, smiling and trying not to laugh.I could not stop staring at her in wonder, thinking how perfect God had made her."Sarah, do you know the difference between Germany and you?""What?""Germany is great at making cars, but you're amazing at making smiles."Sarah covered her mouth, trying not to laugh."I just want to live a simple life with you. Just enough to see your smile every day...""Oh, Albert! Hehe!" We both giggled aloud, not caring that all the guests were looking at us.