Karen—wearing flip-flops and house clothes—took giant strides to where Cora and Jayden stood. Her shriveled face was twisted in a deep frown. "Do you have a death wish? How dare you lay your filthy hands on my great-grandson?"This confrontation drew a fearful look from Cora. However, she raised her hand and said with feigned innocence, "I didn't do anything to him. He just started crying out of the blue.""You lie!" Karen angrily gave her a slap and then said, "That's for hitting him and then lying about it. I heard everything, so don't even try to play smart with me!""Ah!" Cora screamed. A sting traveled from her cheeks to her whole body. She held her burning cheek as tears flooded her eyes. She was just about to retort, but Karen suddenly grabbed her by the ear and started dragging her out of the house.When they got outside, they met a crowd that had abandoned having fun. Even the other kids were no longer jumping on the trampoline. Inquisitive murmurs came from the onlookers imm
In a crap mood, Scott drove home with Cora and Tommy in the backseat. The woman didn't have the guts to sit in the passenger seat, afraid that he would land one of the blows he had been giving the steering wheel, on her face.Tommy was crying his eyes out as he sat strapped in his car seat, but none of his parents could console him. The road was very free at this time. So, Scott stepped on the gas and refused to stop at any red light. His blood was boiling as his mind went back to what just happened. Quite frankly, he understood why Zara was mad, but he didn't stop Mia from beating Cora up because he cared about her. He just didn't want them to fight in the presence of kids. What example were they setting for them if he allowed that?It hurt that Zara didn't give him a chance to explain and apologize. Worse still, she had been so concerned for Jordan after the punch. He pondered jealously. Didn't she see when that bastard slapped my chest first? Does she hate me so much that she's bl
Zara spent the next hour tending to Jayden. She gave him some medicine for the pain and spent several minutes lulling him to sleep. By the time she walked out of his bedroom, Jordan was still sitting in the living room.His bleeding nose had been cleaned and bandaged with the help of Mia. They were discussing what happened. But when Zara walked over, Mia excused herself, citing that she had an important call to make."Does it hurt?"Jordan brushed his finger over the band-aid before replying, "Like hell! But it's all good.""Sorry," Zara said, twisting the side of her face as if she could feel his pain. Then, she looked at him appreciatively. "Thanks for standing up for me. I was so shocked and confused at the time."He flashed a charming smile. "Don't mention it."The two of them sat in silence for a minute. They turned to the TV, but Zara occasionally caught Jordan stealing glances at her.He suddenly piped up, "You should hire a gatekeeper, so no one will get into this house withou
The cops nearby immediately ran to Steven's side. Cora was screaming hysterically while shaking the bars of the temporary holding cell as if she was a she-hulk. "Someone let me out of here!" Everyone turned a deaf ear to her. In a matter of seconds, the paramedic was deployed and Steven was taken away to the clinic. It took about thirty minutes before the cop in charge of the case received news that Steven was now in stable condition. "I need to go see my father! Let me out!" Cora yelled for the umpteenth time. The cop banged his desk again. "Enough, Ms. Anderson. I just said that your father is in a stable condition. His life isn't in danger, so until we get the matter straight, you won't be released. You had better cooperate with us. Tell the truth!" Looking like a madwoman at the moment, Cora screamed at the top of her lungs, "I said it before and I'll say it again. I didn't hit Jayden. He was being a brat, so I just tapped his head in correction." "What do you have to say abou
It was as if the air was sucked out of Zara the moment Scott's lips landed on hers. She held her breath. To be exact, her lungs failed her all of a sudden. Her eyes were bulging out of the sockets as she stood frozen on the spot.Zara's mind went blank as he moved his steamy lips against hers. The moistness was alien at first. Before she knew what was happening, he patted her lips with his tongue. He gave the insides of her lower lip ticklish licks and bites.Wrapping one hand around her waist, he pulled her body closer to his. Her soft bosom pressed against his hard chest. A strange heat traveled between Zara's thighs. She swallowed hard as her eyes fluttered close. Unknowingly, she clutched Scott's shirt for dear life. Her lips soon moved in sync with his. After smiling against her lips for a millisecond, he increased the tempo. He sucked her tongue until it hurt a little.Zara didn't know where she was or who she was. She was completely lost. The car key in her hand dropped to the
Shock pulsated through Zara. She hugged herself as she looked at the second man's back. It was familiar. Far too familiar, actually. She held her breath when he turned around."Scott?"It was really Scott. His face was twisted in a frown as he glanced at her. His eyes were also glistering like never before."What are you doing here?" she blurted out, glancing at the drunken man who was now wincing in pain on the floor.Before Scott could utter a word, the man sat up, holding his back. He fired a finger pistol at his attacker and yelled, "Hey, do you want to die? I'm gonna kill you!"A spasm of fury flitted across Scott's face. He murdered the man with his eyes as he made a beeline for him. "Don't get your hopes up, idiot! I'm going to kill you first!"With that, he punched him in the face again and again. "You. Fucking. Asshole!"Zara completely froze. It wasn't until she saw blood oozing from the man's nose that she finally snapped out of it. She rushed over to them and grabbed Scott
There was a time when Scott was even known as Beecroft's No. 1 Playboy. As far back as when he was a teenager, he attracted attention from females, both old and young. He was like a celebrity in his high school. Girls sent him tons of gifts and cards during Valentine's. His locker used to overflow so much that he could start a gift shop business.Scott never dated any girl in high school even though it would have been pretty easy for him. But once he got into college, he went on a journey of partying and getting laid almost every day. One in every five ladies at his college had a thing or two to say about his dick.Although he stopped partying and having sex with every Jane, Stella, and Bellamy just before graduation, he couldn't shake off the name he built for himself. Once a playboy, always a playboy, right?During the early years of his taking control of Brown and Co, pictures of him going in and out of hotels with women were always plastered on several newspaper pages and gossip b
Zara read the email again and again. This was the last thing she expected to see in her inbox on this cold night. After a time, she laughed, "Oh, Scott! It seems I am not your only enemy."Brown and Co. was founded almost a century ago. Margaret Brown had started it with her now late husband. And when Scott's father became an adult, he took over and built it into what it was today. Actually, the Brown and Co. of fifteen years ago was much more stable than the one of today.Scott was finding it hard to fill his father's shoes though he never liked to admit it. His grandmother didn't blame him, considering the fact that there was no one to teach him the ropes of running the company. She had done her bit. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough.Thinking of how Scott always stayed up late to work and attended several business functions, Zara couldn't help feeling pity for him. She knew more than anyone else how much the company meant to him.Just as she padded to her bed to sleep, her phone rang