Chapter. 13

(Jonathan's POV)

I could see the shock on Emelda’s face as she processed the information that Bryan was her husband, and not me.

I knew that this was a lot to take in, and she needed time and space to digest the news. But I decided to try to comfort and talk with her.

But just as I was about to speak, my phone buzzed for the third time in a row.

Glancing down, I saw that it was my assistant.

I didn’t want Emelda to know about this call or be able to overhear our conversation, so I quickly silenced the phone and excused myself.

“I’m sorry, Emelda, but I need to take this call,” I said, my voice firm but gentle. “Please give me a moment.”

With that, I turned and walked out of the apartment, pulling out my phone as I did so.

"Good afternoon Sir," My assistant greeted me over the phone. "So sorry to bother you sir, it's just that…" She added calmly.

“It's alright, I couldn’t take the call earlier,” I replied . “What’s the situation?”

"I have some information from the head of operation