Davis's POVAfter the search, it showed that she was clean. I still can't believe she escaped Raymond, he isn't all so perfect after all. While we searched her, we could see the scars all over her body and her clothes were torn."Fuck!" I cursed when I saw her back and thighs. Raymond is a sick bastard to do something like this to his own mother. "We have to take her to the hospital" Vincent suggested and was already pulling her to his car before we could stop him. We allowed him before Grace and I made our way into the car. This time, I drove. She didn't even look at the driver's seat twice and went to sit in the front passenger's seat. Till we got home, she was quiet making me wonder if it was because she had almost hit Margaret. "Are you okay?" I asked as I opened the car for her. She gave me a small smile before coming down. "I think so. I just realized I would have hit her if it hadn't been for your help" she responded as she walked beside me. We both made our way inside the
Davis's POVHarry had refused to let us go to the hospital to visit Margaret as planned, so we had to wait till she was discharged from the hospital. I don't know why I feel that Grace had asked Harry to stop me from leaving. They have been doing a lot of things together lately. While Grace had become so close to the couple, Helen had drawn so close to baby Helen as well. They had all left me to my fate.It didn't take long when Margaret was discharged, Vincent and Adrianna were finally home. According to Vincent, she had been requesting to speak with me. The very minute she stepped into the house, I was in the bar when I heard her say, “Where is Davis, you said I'll get to see him once I get here. Where is he?” I walked over to the living room with a glass of drink in my hand. When she saw me, she tried to stand, but I refused her. “The doctor said you need all the rest you can get, so do not try to stand up” “Davis” she called as she stared at me with teary eyes. I walked over
Davis's POVWe all sat there listening to the rubbish she was saying. Harry, Vincent, Gabriel, Catherine, Adrianna, Grace and I, all had the look of disgust on our faces. Fine, let me agree that you didn't know when it happened the first time. Your daughter had reported the event to you know and all you could do was say sorry. Fuck! No one dares try that with my daughter. I'll rip their skin off bit by bit. I'll make sure there is nothing left to be seen of them. I'll feed them to the shark, I'll throw them in some fucking acid!Her stupid excuse was loving her son so much that she didn't want to lose him. The worst part of it all was how she explained that he didn't listen but only continued to torment Florida. "How old was Florida when all these were happening?" Grace asked and Margaret bowed her head. "She was seventeen at the time" "And you let a bastard fuck her time and time again?!?" Vincent yelled. We were all pissed and I could sense that Florida knew where her mother wa
Raymond's POV“Raymond”“Tell me you've found her,” I asked the minute Stanley walked into the office. I had a cigarette in my hands as I looked through the CCTV footage given to me by those idiots. Seeing how Margaret escaped made my blood boil.If they had just paid closer attention, they wouldn't have lost her, but they underestimated her. “Not yet” Stanley came to sit before me. I tried not to roar at him because I knew it wasn't his fault. He wasn't even there when it happened, so definitely, he cannot be blamed. “You see these men?” I asked him as I pointed at the CCTV footage. He came to stand behind me to look carefully at what I was showing him. “What about them?”“I want them all dead,” I replied. “Those are some of your special men. Do you really want them dead?” He asked again, and I narrowed my eyes at him, “Did I shutter?” “No Raymond. We will make that happen immediately” he walked out of the office while I remained there still looking through the camera.“Margare
Davis's POV“What is it?” I asked the girl who literally jumped up from her sleep. She looked at me by the side and rushed me as she hugged me“Grace?” I called, but she only buried her head in my chest, “Did you have a nightmare again?” I asked. She had been having weird dreams about me being killed. I think it was due to what happened before. “Davis, Raymond is coming,” she said to me with a very tiny voice. “I'll make sure to eliminate him before he gets here,” I said to her. We have been tracking down Raymond's move. He is more engrossed in searching for Margaret and Florida. I hope wherever that girl is, she doesn't come out. “But…” she hiccuped, causing my heart to tighten, she was trying to hold back the tears. She wanted to cry. It's been happening too frequently these periods. “You should sleep,” I whispered to her as I caressed her back. “I'd like to go to the church tomorrow” she whispered as she laid back down on the bed. “You want to go to the church tomorrow?” I a
Davis's POV“Write down the names of those who had gone to that meeting with you” He froze, he was about to speak but when he saw what Vincent had done, he quickly took the pen and began writing. I had crossed my heart not to be shocked by whoever it was that I found on that list. Being betrayed shouldn't affect me, especially when their betrayal had caused my position. When he was done, he dropped the pen while I picked up the paper. There were twenty-seven of them, all together. It's a good one. “Don… Davis, I swear, I wanted to leave the… meeting” he stuttered, but I shook my head. “No, you didn't plan to leave. You were not interested in leaving. Instead, you were interested in seeing me leave as soon as possible” Davis smirked“No… No” he shook his head. “Well, when I was informed that one Lord Charles was present in the meeting, I wondered who you were. Not until I saw you. The minute I saw your face, I wasn't surprised anymore as to why you would want me dead. I had cause
Raymond's POVI made my way to the garden where I was told the private investigator was. I have been waiting for his arrival for days now, so I can say, I was eager to know what he had found out. The minute he saw me coming, he stood up and bowed slightly to me. I nodded before sitting opposite him. He had a gloomy expression on his face, making me wonder what exactly was his problem. “What's with the face?” I asked him.He cleared his throat, “Don, it wasn't an easy search, but I was able to find someone who was related to her” A smile formed on my face. Really? Then that was good news. There was no need to frown. “So? Can I see? Is it an aunt or an uncle? Who did you find?” I asked him eagerly. I hate it when he keeps me waiting, but he was one of the best I have seen. Even when others weren't able to find my parents for me, he was able to. Although it took him some time, he was able to find both my father and my mother. He was good at what he did. He searched his bag and bro
Raymond's POVStanley and I stepped down from the car, staring towards the place we were about to enter, Marcus's location.According to the detective, Marcus doesn't leave the particular bar. He drinks there and gambles there. The only place he is found is in that particular bar. “Are you sure this is the right place?” Stanley asked me as we walked into the small bar. “Hm,” I replied with a nod. When we stepped in, I regretted not asking my men to do this. The place was stuffy, noisy, and smelly. I tried not to puke, as for Stanley, he was already so upset we had to do this. My eyes scanned the place for Marcus, he had to be somewhere around. Even standing in one spot wasn't a good idea, as the smell of alcohol only got worse. We made our way to the bar attendant“Two glasses,” I said, and he got to work. Even as he poured the beer, I could see very well that this place was meant for only the poor people. Luckily for me, my eyes caught sight of the man, Marcus. I signaled Stanl