"I don't, I don't understand—what does this mean?" I hold the paper up.I stared at the shocking evidence spread out before me. It couldn't be true, could it? He had handed me a stack of photographs, voice recordings, and proceedings - all pointing to my late father's involvement in an illicit drug organization.My initial reaction was sheer shock. I couldn't comprehend how my father, the CEO of a respected company, Rivera's shipping could have been a part of any of this. Anger and confusion boiled inside me as I struggled to make sense of it all."You expect me to believe this?" I exclaimed, my voice trembling with a mix of fury and confusion. "How dare you come here and accuse my father of such heinous crimes? What proof do you have?"Clark remained calm, his gaze steady. "I understand your disbelief," he said, his voice measured. "But these documents, these recordings, they hold the truth. Your father was deeply involved in this organization. I obtained this information through mont
Giovanni leads me out of the bathroom. Clark gets up as he sees us approach the place. I still had doubts about him and everything that was going on but I would trust Giovanni, it seemed like he was the only person I could trust right now. He is after all my husband. He was the only family I had left. "Did she call the police?" He asks. The tension in the air is palpable, and I can't help but wonder what Clark knows and what Giovanni is still hiding from me. "I'll take her home," Giovanni says to him, he nods his head and looks at me. "Take care, Emily," He says to me as I and Giovanni walk out of the restaurant with Giovanni holding me so close, I thought he would crush me as I entered his car, the bodyguards scoured every corner and when they were sure that we weren't being watched, we journeyed back to his home. Once we reached the mansion and I got out of the car, a feeling of sadness washed over me, if only I had listened to Giovanni, I should have made sure Mom and I went back
"What do you mean suspect? This must be a mistake detective" I say, he looked liked whatever I said to him would just go into one ear and out the other. "I was with my mother the night of the murder, I watched the murderer shoot her down," I protested, the memory of that night creeping into my mind. From what I've heard, if Reynolds pegged you as a suspect in a case he would stop at nothing to pin you down "I was the one who called the police." I admit. He furrows his eyebrows in confusion "You called the police? When? We haven't gotten any call regarding a murder for the last two weeks" It was my turn to make a face of confusion"What do you mean? But someone took my call, a man, he talked to me""Listen, whoever you talked to wasn't one of us There's no record of the phone call you made to the police whatsoever," He says as a matter of fact. "If you even called the police." He adds a tinge of suspicion to his words. "Are you suggesting I'm lying?" I ask incredulously. "Who knows?
What Victor Reynolds said to me before he left that day still haunts my mind, every second, day and night. The words that left his lips kept me awake that night. I was able to stop Reynolds from acting on his threat to Leonard. I resumed work and it seemed things were back to normal but that was not the case. In fact, things were far from normalMy mother was dead, my father is allegedly a drug lord and a criminal and who knows other nefarious deeds he had done and I'm a target of people I don't even know of. Giovanni's hiding something from me.And the fact that Reynolds reveals that whoever I called that day wasn't a part of them. So who did I talk to? How is that even possible? Was this why Giovanni and Mother didn't want me to go to the police? Giovanni already says the police had something to do with her death. But how?I groan and plant my hands on my hot face. Who do I go to to answer my questions? Everything was so messed up. A knock on my door makes me look up and Mark sau
I stare at Talia Kong in sheer astonishment wondering who exactly this woman was and what her past relationship with my father entailed. The only thing I knew for certain was that I wasn't about to relinquish control of my company.I rise from my seat, making sure to maintain eye contact as I address her firmly, "I have no intention of selling my company to you. Whatever leverage you believe you hold over me, I can assure you that you don't."A sly smile curls upon Talia's lips as she retorts, "Oh, really? You underestimate me. I have the power to destroy you." Her eyes, gleaming like twin orbs of obsidian. Her presence casting an ominous shadow. I raise an eyebrow, not backing down, and boldly respond "Whatever you're planning, I want to remind you that, I am not my father. I will fight back".She chuckles darkly, her eyes gleaming with a hint of menace "You see, dear, what you fail to grasp is that there are many others who are also out to get you. You're not the only one with enem
"Giovanni—" I was cut short as a wave of men burst into the restaurant, their presence immediately commanding attention. My breath caught in my throat as I registered the glint of firearms in their hands, all pointed at one target. Giovanni. "What the hell!" I exclaimed, my voice laced with disbelief and fear as panic surged through me. I was suddenly grabbed by one of the men who stopped me from moving, his grip on me so tight, that I felt suffocated. "Get your fucking hands off her," Giovanni says dangerously. The tension in the room thickens as his words carried so much weight. Talia, ever the picture of composure, greeted the chaos with a smirk, her eyes dancing with amusement. "Looks like someone's not too happy to see me," she quipped, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she observed Giovanni's fury with detached amusement. She raised her hand and I was released. I took a deep breath and tried not to slump to the ground. "He's unarmed, why are you doing this?" I yell at her.
Diana!!My eyes dart to Giovanni, who appears lost in his thoughts. Confusion clouds my mind for a moment as I process this unexpected revelation. I turn back to Nam-son, trying to make sense of what he just said, my heart racing with curiosity and a hint of unease.Giovanni's suspicion was evident in his voice as he asked, "And how do you know all this?" His eyes narrowed. Nam-son took a deep breath before responding, "I and Diana were... Involved" He paused, his voice heavy with a mixture of emotions. "We were in a relationship a while back, we met at one of her famous parties… but things took a dark turn when I discovered the things she was involved in" My eyes widened in disbelief "What? What sort of things?" I asked, bracing myself for the worst. I knew something was fishy about her that night, with the way she was behaving. I wonder if Giovanni knows anything about it. Nam-son nodded solemnly. "During an event we attended together, I stumbled upon some evidence that revealed
"I'm a virgin," I say. As I looked into Giovanni's eyes, I could feel myself starting to shake. This was the secret I had kept with me. Giovanni looked at me with confusion, and I could see that he was struggling to understand. "You've never-" He breaks off.I nod slowly. I could feel my cheeks flushing with embarrassment as I nervously intertwined my fingers in my lap. This was something I had never told anyone before, but as I sat there, facing Giovanni's piercing gaze, I knew I couldn't keep it hidden any longer.Taking a deep breath, I finally uttered the words that had been weighing on my heart for so long. 'I and Zachary never had... sex."The room fell silent as my words hung in the air. I could see the shock and confusion written all over Giovanni's face. It was a reaction, I had braced myself for. That was it, my deep secret, something I had never told anybody was that, I had never slept with Zachary. Zachary for whatever reason, made me sign a prenup at the time of our m