Chapter 80Elena blinked in shock.“That is correct right? You’re technically still married to David Windsor?”“Yeah yeah,” she caught herself and cleared her throat. “On paper, yes I would guess so considering our marriage was never dissolved. But in all honesty, the marriage ended long before he decided to kill me,”“And there you have it guys. A live confessional of Tamara Caraballi, oh sorry. Elena Windsor’s life.Such a story and what really stood out for me was she was able to create the two biggest most influential companies in the beauty industry. Isn't that badass?”Elena zoned out as Lindsay continued speaking to the camera and finally the interview was done.“CUT!”Elena stood to her feet immediately. She didn't feel good and she needed air to breathe.She had just poured out her entire story to the internet. They could either believe her or not, that wasn’t relevant. What mattered was she had told it.“Wait! Elena, please,” Lindsay called out.Elena paused at the edge of
Chapter 81Elena’s hands shook as she opened the file and her eyes scanned the document.They had done it. All company shares and properties were transferred to Elena Sanchez.She Let out a small gasp and dropped the document back to the table.“We did it,” she whispered as tears stung the back of her eyes.“No,” Francesca shook her head and walked closer to Elena. She placed her hand on Elena’s shoulder and smiled. “You Did It. We Just supported you,”Elena shook her head. That wasn't true, she knew Just How much Marco and Francesca had helped her.“She’s right,” Marco smiled softly and got to his feet. He walked to the opposite side of Elena and placed a hand on her other shoulder.“You Did It. All we Did was offer support,”Elena shook her head.From her seat, her eyes flitted to Where Kim stood by the office door smiling happily.And she broke down. Elena’s shoulders shook as she wondered. What has She done to deserve such unconditional support and love?“Thank you,” she could bar
“SO? What do you think?” Elena’s nail artist beamed as she closed the last bottle of nail polish and waited for Elena’s reaction. Francesca looked up from her chair beside Elena and smiled. “It’s gorgeous. It’ll definitely go well with your dress. What do you think?” The two women went silent waiting for her response. Elena coughed and blinked herself back to reality. In truth, nails were the last thing on her mind. Today was her swearing-in ceremony, she had informed the shareholders beforehand, and they were okay with her plan. She had also agreed to marry Marco. The diamond ring glittering on her finger reminded her of such and yet Eelna had no peace. How could everything go so well? She was skeptical. Call her paranoid or maybe a product of the issues she had faced. She didn’t know, all she knew was happiness like this was often fleeting. She couldn’t help looking over her shoulder and trying to convince herself everything would be fine. “Elena?” Francesca frowned at the ex
Chapter 83Elena had calmed down considerably by the time she got back to her condo.“How do you feel?” Francesca asked the minute she walked in.“Better,” Elena answered honestly as she took a glass of water from Kim and sank into the makeup chair for ministrations to begin.Two hours later they were ready. Physically. But internally, Elena felt like a wreck.“Relax,” Francesca squeezed her hand as they got out of the car. “You’ll be fine. Everything will go according to plan,”Elena gave a silent nod and turned her head to search for her future husband.Almost as though her yearning had called him, Marco appeared and slipped a hand around her waist.“You look beautiful tonight,” He breathed in her ear and kissed Elena’s hair.Just like that, all her worries melted. She loved the way Marco looked at her. Like she was his sun. His air and the reason for his existence. It made her hot all over. Elena looked down at her gold dress and smiled. “Thank you,”“Shall we?” Francesca rolled h
“And? Is that enough?” Elena’s hands shook as she blinked and waited for the detective’s response.When Detective George and the NYPD had reached out to her after the interview about her case, she had been heavily skeptical. Explaining plainly that she wanted nothing to do with them but Marco had calmed her down and simply convinced her to change her mind.Weeks later, sitting across from the detective in her fancy dress and heels, she felt nothing but gratitude. To Marco for convincing her and to the police for caring enough to help.“Yes,” The detective tapped his laptop to pause the video and stared at her intently. “I don’t know what you did to get your hands on this video but you just turned this entire case,”Elena let out a heavy breath she didn’t realize she had been holding. “S..she can get tried?”“Yes,” The detective gave a nod. “She’ll be tried for murder and attempted murder, seeing as the original recipient of the attack was you. Your sister was just the victim,”Elena’s
Chapter 85Elena looked from the reflection of her makeup mirror, watching as they piled filming equipment into the living room of her old house. From where she sat she could hear the low grumblings amongst the staff. Bitch. Spoilt. Princess.They called her several names, cursing her for changing the location and plan at the last minute.“Ignore them,” Faith, her makeup and hair lady smiled. “They’re just being silly because of the stress,”“I do,” Elena sighed. “But I can’t help it. I feel a dreadful sense of foreboding towards that warehouse,”The thought of her kidnapping flashed through her and she shuddered. “Something about starting the documentary there doesn’t feel right. Besides our first filming location and dates was public knowledge. Sure, we’d have security out there but anyone can slip and sabotage everything,”“You need to stop,” Francesca sighed from behind Elena.Elena turned back in the makeup chair to stare at her friend. “Welcome,” she greeted sheepishly.“Please
Chapter 86.Elena sat in the front seat of the car staring out the window with unseeing eyes. Somewhere around her, she registered Marco talking to the detective and answering questions about the location change and if they’d known about the bomb. She knew she should speak up.Maybe tell the detective how every inch of her hated Marcel but she had never wished him death. She hated him so much, even now in his death. Did that make her a bad person?“I don’t understand it,’’ Elena heard Francesca say to Marco in a low voice. “If he planted the bomb then how’d he die? What? He just forgot he was carrying a bomb and decided to chill in the warehouse till it exploded?”“No, nothing like that. It was a time issue. They can’t be certain but from initial analysis, the bomb timer malfunctioned and went off earlier than programmed.Elara felt a hand on her shoulder and jerked. “Miss, it’s only me,” Kim, her secretary sighed sadly. “You need to let Walter drive you back home. You need to rest
“Do you have it?” Marco asked the detective. They all sat in the living room of Elena’s old house where they had just filmed the last scene for her documentary. The whole process took three weeks. Three weeks of sleepless nights and paranoia for Elena.She played with the engagement ring on her fingers and watched the discussion between the detective and Marco. She had come clean to him. Telling him about the deal she made with David to get the evidence.How she had promised not to touch or harm Chelsea’s baby.“Yes,” The detective gave them a nod. “The permit got released today,”Elena sighed in relief and her eyes watered. Finally, they had gotten an arrest permit for Chelsea. All they had to do now was catch her and Elena could finally go on her trip in peace.Her bags were packed already. They had been, for a while now. “Finally,” Francesca smiled. ‘It felt like we were waiting forever. Now what we really need is a bounty. Let’s put some money on her head and declare her wanted,