Bruce's wide smile reflected his pride as he gazed at his daughter, Cherry, who looked remarkably stunning at that moment. Like a Disney princess brought to life, her flowing birthday dress and crown complemented her blonde hair perfectly. Just as Bruce was about to shift his attention, his focus was drawn back to the scene before him. Standing beside Cherry was Stacy, dressed elegantly in a form-fitting red gown with a daring slit that accentuated her tempting figure. To Bruce's astonishment, Stacy was adorned with the jewelry he had gifted her, despite having initially declined to wear it for the party. A sense of surprise crossed Bruce's face as he observed his wife's unexpected choice to still put on the jewelry he got for her even though she was not comfortable with putting on expensive things. A look of admiration showed in his eyes as he stared at his beautiful wife who was the most gorgeous lady in the hall. "Dad, can't you use her as an endorsement for the new pro
"That's a nice thought. I will talk to my daughter about it and let you know what she says concerning your request. But why did you include my wife?” Bruce was still curious about what Mr. Anderson needed Stacy to do for him. "Your wife?” Mr. Anderson half exclaimed with shock on his face. "I never knew you were married! Or is it because I am no longer listening to the latest news happening around the state?” He asked. "Yes, she's my wife,” Bruce said confidently and drank his wine as he stared at Stacy who stood in the distance all alone, not tagging along with anyone. Bruce guessed that it may be because were strangers from the wealthy socialites and she wasn't familiar with them that's why she didn't get into a conversation with anyone, only smiling glamourously as her pretty amber eyes roamed about. Returning his gaze back to Mr. Anderson, he asked. "What do you want her to do for you? Is it anything important?” Mr. Anderson remembers accepting to use Bruce Yates'
"Arghhh!!! Who dared to do that?” Cherry screamed out in both shock and surprise, thankfully there was birthday music playing in the background so her scream wasn't heard that much. "Hey! Don't scream so much, birthday girl,” A young girl with brown bouncy hair packed in two buns said to Cherry as she rolled her eyes. She was just as sassy as Cherry. Cherry turned to her best friend and scolded her. “Why won't I scream when you scared the soul out of me, Mika, don't do that again, or else my payback will be twice as much,” Cherry threatened, completely forgetting the moments when she was impatiently waiting for her best friend, Mika. "Blah blah blah,” Mika mimicked Cherry. “You say it like you were ever successful in scaring the freak out of me, haha,” Mika giggled before her brown eyes scanned Cherry’s birthday dress. “But damn, baby girl, you look like a princess from the Disney magic world brought to reality on this day. Where did you get your dress from? It looks so pretty
The waitress got into the kitchen after instructing one of the cleaners in the Yates mansion to clean up the drink that spilled on the floor. Thankfully the glass didn't fall off the tray and only got to spill out the juice. She took out her phone and made a call. Once the call got connected, the person on the other end of the line didn't wait for her to speak before throwing a barrage of questions into her ear. "It's five minutes now, have you gotten the job done? Is she drunk now? Have the drugs started working on her? And why can't I find her anywhere?” Vanessa asked, her dark gaze roaming around the sitting room filled with affluent men as she hid in a corner where no one would find her. "M-ma’am,” The waitress called out in a stutter. "What is it? Did get the job done or not!” Vanessa’s malicious voice boomed into the waitress's ear, causing her to shudder at it. Vanessa could already feel that something must have gone wrong. The waitress was sure that her madam w
After having some moments of silent tears on her side, the waitress heard some footsteps drawing towards the kitchen and she quickly rose to her feet, pretending to be busy with arranging the glass cups on the cabinet in the kitchen on the tray. The person approaching peeked into the kitchen stealthily, trying to make sure no one took notice of her because she had now changed into a similar uniform to the waitresses in the mansion. A long-sleeved white shirt and a high-waist black skirt with long white socks then black flat shoes. She had dark hair and she made sure most of it fell over her face to hide her appearance from the eyes of most people who might recognize her. "Um..do you need some glasses? Here, you can take this and make sure to fill them up with some juice or wine,” She said to her fellow colleague whom she couldn't quite recognize as her eyes squinted on her colleague's face, trying to know if she had seen her before. "Have I met you here before? I thought Mr.
"Oh yes! Aunty, please can we get moving now?” Cherry asked, Eddie. "Yesss,” Eddie giggled a little as they all left the kitchen in a hurry. After Edward saw that the bartender was left alone with no one close in his proximity, Edward walked over to meet him. "Did you give him the exact same wine I showed you?” Edward asked the bartender in a hushed tone as he leaned forward on the bar table. "Yes, I did, Sir. But what was the drink for?” The bartender was curious. "It's none of your business,” Edward said rudely. "If you gave it to him then why isn't he reacting as I expected?” Edward asked but it was more like he was asking himself. "I don't know, sir. I gave him the same wine you said I should give to him in case he asks for a glass of wine during the ongoing celebration,” The bartender shrugged, cause he was sure the wine that was given to Bruce Yates was the right one. Edward darted his gaze to where Bruce stood at a far distance among the crowd, next to some of his
"Stay here, let me get a glass of water for you. It would make you feel better,” Stacy said to Bruce who was groaning on the bed before turning to leave. Bruce quickly grabbed Stacy’s hand before she could walk two feet away from him. "Please make it quick. And also got some Aspirin tablets for me. My head is aching so badly,” Bruce groaned as he moved uncomfortably on the bed with his other still on his forehead. The banging in his head was becoming unbearable to him and he felt his eyelids slowly closing. "Okay, I will be back soon,” Stacy said to Bruce and he gradually released her wrist as his hand fell to the side of the bed. She anxiously ran out of the room to get the glass of water for him. "She has left the room,” Olivia whispered to Edward as they sneaked out of their room not too far from Bruce's door once they saw Stacy walking out of the room in a hurry. Olivia wasn't seen in the part except for Edward because she had remained in her room right from the b
"Great! She gave it to her, now what?” Cherry asked Eddie with her hand on her hips. "We can exchange the juice with another one, right?” Mika inquired. "Yes, that's a good idea,” Cherry agreed. "Don't you think we should just tell your mum about it than go through all these processes?” Eddie asked, not knowing why the kids chose to switch the glass cup with another glass of juice. " I don't want too many people to find out that my Ex-mother is here. We would just switch the juice and she would believe that my mummy drank the right one which she had drugged not knowing it was switched with another. Then we can figure out a way to get her out of my birthday party before my cake arrives. We don't have much time with us now,” Cherry planned out. Eddie nodded and saw one of her colleagues walking past her with a tray of juice. Eddie quickly stopped her. "Zara, can I have a glass of juice from the tray? One of the guests is asking for it,” Eddie lied which made Cherry a
Stacy just glared at him. "What? it's not like I believed him, did I?" Bruce defended then moved his gaze around the sitting room. "And why isn't Eddie around here?" He asked, suspecting that she might be up to something. "I told the guards to throw her out of the estates. She's doing too much and I can't accept it any longer. I've taken more than I can chew," Stacy snorted, twitching the side of her lips as she folded her arms over her chest. Bruce walked over to Stacy in slow and calculated steps that Stacy had to look up at him, wondering what he wanted to do. " Wh_what?" She stuttered and Bruce swiftly wrapped his hand around her waist, pulling her closer to his chest. "You did a good job by taking out the trash, little birdie," He smirked, leaning closer to her ear. Vanessa glared at the couple romancing before her, her eyes full of hate and jealousy. He had taken everything from her and now he was about to imprison her on top of that? Who does that?! Cough Cough
"Bring her In,” Bruce commanded. One of the police who didn't handcuff anyone went outside and informed his team using a hand sign then he returned to the sitting room. "She is coming,” He informed with a bow. Stacy saw Bruce nodding and soon she saw someone getting pulled into the sitting room by another police officer like she was some sort of criminal and her jaw dropped to the ground! Exact features, exact eyes, exact hair color, and style! The only difference was that the clothes she had on were worn out and looked ragged. Edward's feet staggard back in disbelief. "This can't be true. There's no way she would be the one I fell in love with. She can't be the one,” He whispered to himself, his gaze fixed on her as he shook his head. Edward refused to believe cause the girl he knew back in school didn't look this ragged. She was well-kept and was a good girl who was barely noticed but he did the moment he bumped into her in the hallway when she was in tears. How
Everyone listened to it attentively. * "Bruce, I can't live on like this. I love you. I've always loved you from the beginning! That's why I decided to date Edward, at least that way I'll get a chance to speak to you once at least because I never had a chance to speak to you," CShe confessed, her breath coming out shakily. "I have always loved you right from when we were little but I am just a girl no one took notice of. Just a girl behind the wall and when someone finally did, I did not. I do not Love Edward Yates. I love you, Bruce. It's you I want and love. I can do anything to make you believe me. I can strip myself right before you if that's what you need to see before you believe me, Bruce Yates," her voice begged desperately and for some seconds there wasn't anyone responding to her "I do not love you neither would I do so after you strip yourself. I love someone else and it's only her that I will keep loving," Bruce told her to her face genuinely."You should have some
* * * * After dropping Cherry off at school, it was already noon and she needed to pick her up before the bell rang for closing. Stacy headed upstairs to get her purse as she made a call to Bruce's line for God knows how many times now with no answer from him. She kept calling every time and now she was about to pick Cherry up from school but he was yet to answer his calls. "What's wrong? Why hasn't he been picking up?" Stacy's face was wrinkled as she glared at the screen of her phone. She was bothered about his whereabouts and worried about his well-being. "He should at least pick up and let me know that he is doing good rather than getting me so worked up!" Stacy grumbled, making another call to his which was yet ignored again with no answer. "Pick up the damned phone, Bruce!" Stacy yelled out at the screen, venting her anger and worry on the phone by the way she angrily held it. She climbed up the final stairs and was about to make a right turn when she b
"Where did he go? Wasn’t he here last night?” Stacy gasped, wondering why he wasn't on the bed and it was still very early in the morning. A knock on the door caught her attention and she moved her gaze to the door. "Mummy? Daddy? I've been knocking, why aren't you guys answering the door?” Cherry’s little voice caught Stacy’s ears as Cherry kept knocking on the door, outside the room. She immediately got down from the bed and was about to answer the door when she noticed how rough her hair was the moment her gaze brushed past the mirror. The rough night Bruce had with her replayed harshly in her mind. How could Bruce have left the room just like that without saying anything to her? Or was she thinking too much about it? She blinked her eyes three times, moving the memory and everything concerning Bruce to the back of her mind for the time being, and quickly combed through her hair, fixing the out-of-place strands of her hair. "Mummy?!” Cherry screamed and banged h
"I_i...I do," Her voice came out shakily that she couldn't tell him that she didn't want him. Or perhaps she did. She did miss him, his breath against her sensitive skin, his touch, the way his tongue played on her skin. She missed him a lot in these few hours while he was away, spending his time with Eddie. She just wished she could find out the reason why he was hurting her so much. He hurt her at first and now he was getting close to her like nothing happened before. Why should she let him her close to her again after what he did? He should pay for it. He must pay for it! "You do, huh?" Bruce smirked and slammed the door next to them shut with one of his hands, then twisted the key till it got locked as his gaze remained on Stacy, keeping her in place. "Then why bother to pull away from me when you know you want the same from me? Isn't that being inconsiderate? Being selfish when you know I need you? and miss you so badly? huh?" Bruce confessed as he whispered again aga
"What? How can cockroaches be in here?" Bruce frowned. Eddie hid behind him instantly. "Don't ask me those damned questions! How would I know? First, it was ants, and now cockroaches? What the heck is up with your room?” Eddie asked. “I don't know. It's never been like this,” "What do you mean by that? Are you trying to say all these insects started coming Into your room ever since I came here? Huh?” Eddie asked, glaring at Bruce. "I didn't say anything like that but if you take it that way, it might be true,” Bruce shrugged his shoulders. "I will call the guard to come and clean up the room so you can have some sleep. I might also have to hire another maid to clean up-” "Sleep where? So another type of insect can climb up my body? I can't sleep here, Bruce. I won't sleep in this scary room filled with all sorts of insects!” Eddie suddenly screamed when she felt a cockroach crawl up her feet. "Kill it! Kill it! Kill it!” She screamed but Bruce was confused about what h
An unknown knock was heard on their door and Bruce moved his gaze to the transparent door but could not see who was outside his room due to the way the glass was built. Eddie looked at him and then at the door, she knew that there were only two people who could come to Bruce's room by this time, knocking on his door. "Those witches won't let me enjoy my time here," She whispered under her breath, her eyes full of annoyance. Bruce was about to get up from the bed when she beat him to it. "I will check," She said you him gently and Bruce relaxed back. "Who is at the door?" Eddie asked as she walked to the door and opened it. There was no one before her till she moved her gaze downwards and saw the blonde-haired girl she had expected. She frowned her face at the sight of her before throwing questions at Cherry's face. "What do you want?" Eddie asked but the moment Cherry opened her mouth to answer her questions, she threw another."Shouldn't you be sleeping in your room
Eddie froze midway through her facade as she frowned and pouted her lips at Bruce. "Such a grumpy man. He can't even feed a pregnant lady who is in pain," She complained with a sneer on her lips. "I know that I am not pregnant but what if I was pregnant for him?! Could this have been the way he would have ignored me like I am a nobody all in the name of he is sleepy and tired?" Eddie rolled her eyes. "Douchebag!" She cussed him and sighed. "Goodness! I have to think of something really quick." She thought as she averted her gaze to his broad back that was faced against her. A few moments later_ "Oww!!" A loud cry erupted In the room. "I need water, please. My belly is hurting so bad! Our baby is in danger," The annoying cry pierced into Bruce's ears and he grumbled. "The heck is she up to now?" He almost yelled out. Shutting his eyes tightly, he remembered that damned man who forced him to do this. " Doctor Miles, I will make sure you pay for making me pass through this hel