“Marriage? I don't understand you" James muttered, his face contorted in confusion. Betty leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear. "You have to marry me," She whispered, then pulled back to gauge his reaction. James was stunned by her words. He hadn't expected her to use this moment to manipulate him. For a second, he thought that she was genuinely hurt by what happened, but it was all a façade. He slowly looked away from her, falling into silence. He didn't know how to respond without escalating the situation. She could press charges against him out of spite. And whether it was his fault or not, he'd likely end up behind bars; his reputation flushed down the drain. "What have I gotten myself into?" James thought, running his hands exasperatedly through his hair. His soul felt crushed by the whole ordeal. He wished that he never had a drink with her, or even let her into his home. "Why didn't I just pick her up last night? Letting her in was a huge mistake, "James lamente
Betty gritted her teeth in anger. She couldn't believe that Amanda had found James's new place. "Why does this woman keep following him, and ruining everything!" She grimaced, hatred flashing in her eyes. "Why can't she just stay out of my way?" Betty stomped her foot, glaring at the door as if Amanda were there. "Should I open the damn door and send her straight to hell?" Betty asked herself, her hand thoughtfully resting on her chin. "Or should I tell her about my night with James," "I'm sure that Amanda would be upset that James was fucking with someone while their daughter was missing. She'll be more upset because she's still in love with him," She murmured. Amanda would undoubtedly be hurt if she heard lies from Betty. Even if she tried to trust James, he would confess eventually, as he too had been deceived. "This will get her out of my way," Betty's anger began to melt away, replaced by a sly smile. Just as she was about to step forward, James's footsteps echoed behind h
"I asked if she had left yet," Betty said loudly, her voice piercing through his ears, thinking that he didn't hear her. "I hope she's gone for her good. I can't stand her anymore," Betty thought, her brows furrowing with irritation as she walked near the gate. James fluttered his eyes open and almost glared at her. Although he thought none of this was her fault, a pang of resentment still welled up in him for her unexpected visit last night. If she hadn't appeared at his front gate at such a late hour, he would still be on favorable terms with his ex-wife. With a deep sigh, James walked away from the gate, his body heavy with exhaustion. As he reached her, he replied curtly, "Yes, she has left,"Betty, instead of dropping the matter, pressed on, "What did she come here to say? Does she want both of you to go on another search?" James shook his head slowly, hesitating for a brief moment, before answering, "She...just wanted to say hi." Betty frowned at this explanation but chos
The man stood in what resembled an office. The walls were painted a darker shade of blue. A mahogany desk sat in the center of the room, paired with a rolling seat that had a peeled surface.To the right, a drawer stood with a mirror mounted above it. A pair of shoes lay close to the drawer, an ashtray carelessly tipped over beside it.The man walked towards the shoes with a smirk on his lips and slipped them on. "Have you found her, or are you joking?" Betty asked, her tone skeptical. The man chuckled, turning towards his table. "I'm not joking. I have found the little girl," The man said, truthfully. "I told you I had my ways. All you have to do is be patient. I won't lie; this has been the toughest search I've ever done," "She's just a kid. Stop exaggerating," Betty hissed, her eye roll almost palpable over the phone. "She didn't go missing, she was kidnapped," He revealed, causing Betty to gasp. "Kidnapped? By who?" She asked, her voice laced with shock. The man shrugged,
Amanda gasped; she thought she heard him wrongly."What did you just say?" She asked, a lump forming in her throat, her heart pounding in her chest out of nervousness. "I said that I love you and won't leave you alone," He repeated his voice firm, tightening his grasp around her as if she might slip away. "You are my lawyer," Amanda reminded him, still in disbelief at how straightforward he was."No, I'm not just your lawyer. I'm your friend," He whispered, moving his hand to hair. He began stroking it gently, his lips curving into a soft and reassuring smile."You're my friend, and I can't stand by and watch you ruin yourself with sadness. I just can't," He said, shaking his head as if the thought pained him. "As your friend, you're my responsibility, and I must ensure that you're alright. I refuse to let you suffer alone," More tears slipped out of Amanda's eyes, her inner turmoil spilling uncontrollably. She struggled against him, feeling both exhausted and comforted. "I just w
"Won't an axe be too harsh for a two-year-old kid?" He thought aloud, a flicker of doubt crossing his mind. A sick smile spread across his lips as he imagined using the axe on her, a cruel fantasy that could send chills through anyone's spine. "That's way too bloody," He shook his head, dropping the axe on the car's floor. He picked up a gun next, examining it with eagerness. "Why didn't I make this decision at home?" He asked himself, rolling his eyes in frustration. "My habit of postponing has finally got me in a dilemma,""I shouldn't even care anyway. I can use any weapon or method to kill her. When did I become such a compassionate person?" He muttered, releasing a fit of cackles that echoed eerily in his car. His expression was completely psychotic, reveling in the thought of doing such horrible things to a defenseless child."It's not my fault that her parents couldn't take care of her. If they had been more responsible, then no one would have captured her. Betty doesn't ev
"Jail," James gasped, slowly turning back. He stared at the intercom for a moment, then walked to it, his heart racing. "Mother, are you threatening me?" James asked, his voice filled with disbelief. "This isn't a threat, James. This is something that will happen if you don't quit being a jerk and fulfill your responsibilities!" His mother snapped, her tons harsh and uncompromising. James couldn't believe his ears. He didn't realize how controlling and toxic his mother could be until now. It seemed his resistance was bringing out the worst out of her, and he felt trapped by her expectations. "What responsibilities are you talking about?" James asked, genuinely bewildered. "I don't understand you at all,""You've got to marry Berty and make her happy, those are your responsibilities," Agnes responded, her words grasping like sandpaper.James let out a cold laugh, more disbelief washing over him. "You must be joking," He scoffed. "How can you tell me to marry someone that I don't l
"Daddy," Kendall's small voice trembled, tears welling up in her eyes. "Daddy?" He raised his brow, letting down his gun. "Daddy," She repeated, her lips quivering before she burst into tears and ran to hug him. He gasped as her small hands wrapped around his legs. He had never liked kids, so this sudden misplaced affection was Discomforting. He froze, unsure of how to react to the child's unexpected warmth. "Hey stop!" He barked, his voice gruff. But she clung tighter, her little arms refusing to let go. With a frustrated grunt, he yanked her little hands off him and shoved her to the floor. Kendall winced as her body hit the cold, hard ground. She looked up at him with wide tear-filled eyes, wondering why he was acting so harshly towards her. All she could see in front of her was her father, James, not Richard. The trauma and confusion had blurred the lines of reality for her, everything felt distorted. Even the unreal things seemed real in her disoriented, fragile st
Charles and James drove speeding to the next police station, their hearts racing with every step. James earnestly hoped he would find Amanda there and it shouldn't be just as Charles feared. When they got to the police station, they rushed in and immediately asked the policemen if Amanda was there.“I am sorry but who is Amanda? We have never heard such a name here nor did someone who bears it come to meet us,” the police attending to them said.“What about your fellow policemen who came to meet her, they mentioned someone filed a report in her favor because she was getting harassed and showed up at the hospital to help her,” James said mentioning the names the men had introduced themselves with but the policemen confirmed that no such name existed in their station causing fear to grip James and Charles.“Are you sure you aren't mistaken? Please ask around, you might not know who they are. Maybe they are new here,” James said in denial that the policeman won't know the acclaimed polic
After about a three to four-hour drive, Charles finally made it to the location where his friend Alex said that he could find James’ car. He checked every roadside as he drove ahead, making sure he looked for a car that would match James’ car number. He found a few abandoned cars and after a while, he had finally tracked James' car to the location Alex had given him. He found the car in bad shape, it was dirty with the dust from the rarely used road and it was also badly damaged, with bullet wounds scattered all over it. As Charles further studied to see the window broken and one of the car seats out of place, his fear grew as he opened the car door, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios.The scene of the car looked like it was robbed by some serious hoodlums or an assassination attempt was carried out on it. He feared for Amanda as he searched the car and saw blood stains and shattered glasses on the floor of the car and also a broken phone inside, one he could identify as Aman
Charles sat back in his study tapping his leg as he continued waiting impatiently. It has long been overdue since he was supposed to receive feedback from his friend who he asked to track James’ car but it was almost midnight with no reply yet.Charles endlessly scrolled through his message box, and his socials waiting for a text as he sipped some wine to keep himself busy. His instinct keeps telling him Amanda was in danger and he knew the earlier he intervened to save her, the better.As he sighed the 100th time wondering when the text he was waiting for would finally come, his phone beeped and then rang, breaking the silence in his room. He checked the caller ID, it was his friend, Alex who he had asked to track the car, and he let out a sigh of relief and answered the call, listening intently to his friend's voice on the other end."Charles, I found something," Alex said with excitement laced in his tone. "I tracked the car's GPS, and it seems they abandoned it in the middle of t
Betty drove like a mad woman as she stormed into her father’s villa and then impatiently headed to her father’s mansion. She met a domestic staff and asked where she could find her father. The staff mentioned he was in his study and she went straight to meet him.Without knocking, she pushed the door open to reveal her father who was making a call. He looked up when she walked in, totally surprised to see her.“Father. I haven't heard any news from you,” Betty said immediately as she sat and made herself comfortable in the study and rang the staff to bring her a bottle of wine and a glass.“Betty, you didn't inform me you were coming,” the father said as he ended the call.Betty looked up at him with a scowl and asked.“Do I need to let you know when I'm coming over? Isn't your house mine? Don't I used to live here? Well, I will be coming often when Mom finally comes back from her world tour,” Betty said and grabbed the bottle of wine to pour herself some wine when the staff delivered
It was finally over for Charles as he boarded the plane flying him back to London. After several days that turned into weeks of being away without his consent due to the workload, he was finally back.While he was working overseas, he had never stopped trying Amanda’s contact which won’t go through. Even as he was on the plane leading him back home, he still tried to check her social status if she was active but all came to a futile result and he needed no soothsayer to tell him everything wasn’t fine. Amanda was in danger for being that inative for this long which kept him worried. Finally, after several hours he got to London and walked out of the airport to his awaiting car which took him back straight to Amanda’s residence.He rang the bell severally but no one came out to say anything to him and seeing how around her place looked like it hadn’t been touched and showed no human activity, he suspected she hadn’t been home too for weeks.Luckily for him as he turned back to head bac
After coming to the conclusion that she would do as her mind wanted, Amanda rushed back to James’ ward to meet him, her mind still reeling from the encounter with Michael while her heart raced with urgency knowing Micheal’s words weren't something she was going to play with. She couldn't shake the image of his grin off her mind, his threat filled her head causing her heart to race more knowing James was still weak and was only recovering. He wouldn’t be able to do anything to defend himself if he was attacked by Micheal.Amanda bit her lips as she wondered why she encountered someone like Micheal who wouldn’t give up. He was too stubborn and it got her badly disturbed."Wait for me, Micheal. You'll hear from me soon. And it won't be good. I will make sure you regret messing with me, your time is up. I won’t take your shit again,” Amanda vowed to herself feeling anger coarse her system instead of the fear she earlier felt.She fastened her steps and entered James’ ward, James looked u
Amanda relaxed outside the door of James’ Ward painting. “What was that?” she asked herself, feeling ridiculous. James grabbing her hand had made her feel that way and she wondered why. It's been months of hating him, holding a grudge against him. He had disappeared on the most important day he was needed, the day that was his only child's birthday to party away in the club and he also hid the truth about her family from her, trying to cover it and if she hadn't been told, she wouldn't have known.He was an enemy who she now hated. Only what is keeping them from being really apart and stop seeing each other was his daughter so why is she still feeling the way she is feeling? Why would she still feel her heart go out to him the way it did?No, it was wrong, she wasn't supposed to be like that around him. Amanda bit her lips as she wondered how she would manage with him for the remaining days they would be stuck here. She wondered why Charles didn't come looking for them already. Was he
“What is going on? Amanda. Who is Micheal and why did the police come here asking you such questions?” James asked, looking at Amanda curiously.Amanda sighed as she bit her lips before looking away, James was the last person she wanted to tell about Micheal knowing how bad his temper was- he wouldn't mind confronting Micheal who has already placed a threat on his life but since the police had screwed everything, she wasn't sure she could keep quiet about it from him."Amanda please tell me, what's going on? Who's Micheal, and why is he harassing you?" He asked, his expression intense as he stared at her."Micheal...he's just someone who's been causing me trouble, he isn't much of a threat, just some tout who won't let me be because I'm a newbie here, that's all," Amanda started, lying as she tried to downplay the situation."What kind of trouble? Tell me, Amanda. I don't believe you because if it isn't serious, the police won't show up here to find you even as you didn't make any com
“So where is she?” Spider, one of the men asked. The man who had agreed to see Ananda stood before them, thinking deeply about where he had seen Amanda. The face looked very familiar to him but he couldn't place where he saw her.“Hey. You are wasting our time. Where is she right now?” Black, another of the men thundered, losing his patience.“Ehh I have been trying to remember but I can't. I believe you should ask one of the nurses. They will take you to her but the woman you are looking for is mainly found around this hospital. I think she stays here as a worker or a patient,” the man replied.“Okay. You may leave," Spider said with a sigh.“What do we do right now guys? What if the nurses recognize we aren't the police? How would we fix the mess?” the third man, Scorpio asked.“We have to at least try. We cannot fail to get her, not when we have been paid heavily. We need the rest of the payment so we have to do everything and taking risks is one of them. Let's go in search of a nu