LONDON'S POV
A flashy-looking car pulled up in in front of our house, while I watched them from my window, thinking about who it might be, the car came to a halt and an elegant-looking woman stepped out making my eyes bulge in surprise, there was no mistaking who she was, since I had seen her once, when I took cover for my sister at the company,
She rubbed her nose and stared at the environment, even though I couldn't see her clearly, but the expression I had seen on her face was undeniable,
"Lead the way," I presumed she had said to the man that came out of the driver's seat, gesturing with her hand as she spoke, but the scowl on her face never left.
The driver, carrying a wrapped basket, walked towards our gate which was without a lock, and then after a few seconds I heard a knock on the door, which made me run out of my room towards the stair, but I stopped just before the edge of the wall that led to the staircase, which was a perfect cover I needed to listen to their conversation.
"What do you want?" My father who was in the living room growled at the man on the door, glaring at them,
I could see Mrs. Katz let out a small smile as she gently pushed the man aside and stood in front of him,
"I'm Mrs. Katz." I heard the woman say, she extended her hand, but my father's hand never left his waist as he stared at them.
"I said, what do you want?" My father asked again, this time his tone rose from the impatience in his heart,
Seeing his reaction, I feared for what he might do to them, knowing how troublesome he could get at times and how he had always loved seeking for trouble where there was none, and as if the woman understood, she went straight to the point,
"We want to ask for your daughter's hand in marriage," I heard her say, making my mouth to drop in shock, "how would the mighty Katz family consider marrying my sister?" I thought, surprised by what I had just heard,
Even as I sat there, I didn't know what to think of what she had just said, just then, her words came again bringing me back to them,
"We brought a gift." She said, and at the same time, took the basket from the man and opened it, while I watched intently, waiting for my father's response,
Even though I had known the kind of man he was, somehow I had hoped he would lash out at them instead, for insulting my sister or at least expressed his displeasure, but all hope was crushed when I heard my father's chuckle filling the room,
"Come in," He said, amidst laughter, making me hit the wall in anger, his tone had turned gentle after he saw the content in the box.
Mrs Katz walked in, filling her eyes with every part of the room, while I saw her nod her head, before moving to the couch,
She sat down with her legs comfortably crossed on her knees as she opened her mouth to speak, "I was thinking, it's reasonable if we get the kids married off as quickly as possible." She began, calmly as she spoke,
"How quick?" I heard my father respond with keen interest in his voice and I saw the woman's smile broadened,
"By the end of the week," she responded after a few seconds had passed, while my father went silent,
"I want a small wedding, nothing too elaborate." she explained, and I saw my father nod his head,
"Okay, but your family would foot the bill," were the words my father said, making my jaw clench,
"Agreed." Mrs Katz said almost immediately but never lost her calm, she looked around for a while and then turned to the man who was admiring the basket on his lap,
"Where's Gem?" I heard her ask, turning towards my father who was busy talking,
"In my family, women don't have a sa..." then suddenly, he stopped talking and looked at the elegant woman,
"How did you know her birth name?" He inquired, his gaze quizzical, which made the woman smile,
"It's on Paris' work file." She responded warmly, while my father nodded his head upon hearing her words.
"I would like to see her and maybe your other kids." She continued, while my father nodded and stood up, I saw him walking upstairs, and I ran to the room, just when he was about knocking, I came out,
"Come downstairs with your brother," He ordered and turned to leave,
Mrs. Katz had a satisfied smile on her face, but she tried hard to control it. "Now I know where Paris gets her softness from, I'm proud." She said to my mother who was standing close to me, and then turned to the little boy and waved at him, before turning to me,
"Dear, I want you to get ready. Bruce is coming here to take you to see George." She said, smiling at me whose eyes were wide open from anger, but I managed to force a small smile to my face,
Returning her attention to our father, she stood up and said, "I need to leave now, but I hope to see you soon."
My father nodded and said to me, "Paris, escort your mother-in-law out." I wasn't surprised, since he was a little bit drunk, he had referred to me as Paris instead of London, I nodded my head in response, and follow after them towards the gate where their car was parked.
When we got to the car, she brought out a piece of jewelry from her bag,
"This has been passed down from generation to generation and now it's yours." She said, as she took my hands, and without waiting for my response, wore the diamond-coated bracelet on my wrist, while I stared at it unsure if how to respond,
"Thank you," I managed to say in a dry but soft tone, which made her chuckle little,
"I'll be off then, see you soon my daughter in-law," She said and without waiting for my response, got into the car, the man closed the door and then they were off.
Asni turned to leave, I quickly unhooked the bracelet and threw it into my pocket, I got back into the house to see my father counting the money, his pleasure clearly expressed as he smiled, taking satisfaction from it, which fuelled my anger.
"Father, you have no shame," I stated, staring angrily at him,
"Watch your mouth!" he warned, his words dripping with anger as he replied, which made me roll my eyes, I was about to leave when Paris walked in,
"Thank you, London," she said faintly,
"I do not enjoy bearing your name. Do you know how weak I had to act?" I complained as I dipped my hand into my pocket and brought out the bracelet.
"Your ugly mother-in-law gave it to you. Generational stuff," I said.
Paris eyes flew open when she saw the bracelet. She wore it immediately and then a warm smile spread across her face, making me roll my eyes in unbelieve, upon seeing her reaction, I turned to leave,
"I'm going to sleep. You have a date with your boss." I said, walking upstairs.
"Too bad," I muttered, shaking my head as I thought about my sister's reaction.
GEORGE'S POV,
After taking my bath that evening, I got dressed in my pajamas, ready for bed, then the thought of what had happened earlier, crossed my mind, making me clench my jaw,
Even though I never wanted it, I knew there was no turning back, since my mother had insisted on it, snapping out of my thoughts, i grabbed my phone and called James
Almost immediately, he received it,
"Hello Boss," He said drowsily, but I paid no attention to how tired he sounded,
"I need you to do a deep research on Paris, I need to know everything about her." I ordered and without waiting for his response hung up the call,
As I sat there in my bed, I felt thirsty which made me walk towards the kitchen,
"George," I heard Bruce call me from behind, making me stop on my track,
As I turned to face him, he asked, "Do you even like this girl?"
Even though I wasn't expecting his question, I knew I had to say something, perhaps he might convince my mother, I thought,
"No," I replied dryly which made him chuckle and turned to leave, without saying another word.
The next day at work, I was busy with my business when the door suddenly opened and James walked in,
"Sir, your mother has fixed a lunch date with her, it'd be better if you leave the working community for a few hours, I'm sure no harm would be done." James said, his words shaky as he spoke, while I paid no attention to him,
After a while, the door flung open, and James rushed in with his tablets, he was sweating as he stood right in front of me, trying to catch his breath which somehow annoyed me,
I turned to him, paying no attention to how he was panting and said, "Speak James." Obviously displeased with him, which made James stand upright,
"Miss... Miss Charlotte... has tried to contact you." He said, trying to steady his breath when I listened attentively,
"She said she is pregnant for you." His words came again, making me stand up immediately,
"What!" I yelled, upon hearing his words, while he nodded his head, enforcing what he had just said,
He turned towards his tablet and adjusted his glasses, he scrolled for a while, then came to a stop, and then he looked up,
"Inside sources show that she is planning on exposing it to the public," James said, picking his words with care,
Upon hearing his words, I knew she must be looking for something else, "She won't do it," I said with confidence making James head snap up,
"Huh!" James said, with his jaw dropped in surprise, "you sound so certain boss, if I may ask, why are you so certain about it?" He inquired,
"She had never wanted to announce our relationship. Now that she is pregnant, she won't want that either," I explained, even though I didn't know why I was telling him,
Almost immediately, I sat back in my chair and continued typing, but James stood still without saying a word,
I looked up at him, from the expression in his face, 8bcoild tell he was struggling with his words,
"What is it?" I Inquired, while an awkward smile appeared on his face,
"What about the wedding?" He asked, his voice small and shaky as he spoke, which made me stop typing,
"It must go on. Mother won't want anything to go wrong," I said, even though I was angry about it,
"Okay boss, I'll make the necessary preparations," James said and turned to leave.
Just then the door opened, all eyes turned to Paris, who just walked in looking pale.
She stopped almost immediately and said with a smile on her face which further annoyed me,
"I'm sorry, it seems you're busy," While I ignored her and continued typing, after a few seconds, her voice came up again,
"I'm going to the restroom, I'll be back," and turned to leave,
"Wait!" James tried to call her back, but I immediately stopped him,
"Let her go, she is a coward and a gold digger," I said, feeling my blood begin to boil from anger.
CHARLOTTE'S POV,
"Father," I called as I tried to touch his hair,
"Stay away from me!" He yelled, despite being weak, his loud voice made me turn red as I glared at everyone around me,
Almost immediately, I walked out of the room, "How is he?" I Inquired, staring at the Doctor Andrew, my desperation palpable as I waited for his response,
The doctor bit his lip and sighed, "He has no will to live. I can't do anything if he doesn't want to live." He replied, while I stood there unsure of what to do,
"Boss!" One of my employees called as he rushed to me, upon hearing his voice, I quickly wiped my tears off.
"What is it?" I Inquired, angered by my father's situation,
"That old hag is finalizing the wedding." He said, his voice dripping with certainty as he spoke,
"George was seen having a date with the lady in public places." He added, which made me raise my brows, he walked closer and showed me his tablet, with photos is Paris and George,
But as I stared at him, I could see right through him, the anger in his eyes undeniable, even though he tried to mask it with the smile on his face,
"Boss, do you need me to do anything?" He asked, snapping me out of my thoughts,
"No, I don't need to do anything. Everything will work out accordingly, don't worry." I said, confidence oozing from my voice as I spoke,
"Okay boss." He replied while I turned to leave.
LONDON'S POV A FEW DAYS LATER. "London!" "London!!" My mother tapped me, waking me from my sleep, "Have you seen Paris?" She questioned, with her hands resting on my shoulders as she searched my face, from the urgency in her voice I could tell that something was wrong,"No mom," I responded drowsily as I tried to focus, suddenly the words hit me and my eyes popped open "Huh! Paris?" I Inquired, my voice rising from the words that had hit me,She got up upon hearing my words, fidgeting as she bit her finger, while I stared at her, waiting impatiently,"Paris is missing!" The words rushed out of my mother's mouth in a tone matching mine, she paced to and fro, her fear palpable as she spoke,I jumped out of bed immediately after I heard the news and walked toward her, "Mother, how do you mean?" I questioned, searching her face but my mother didn't respond, "That's a prank, right?" I said as I searched her face for any hint of deceit in it, but my mother ignored me, and continued i
London's POV, I sat there, feeling numb and exhausted, eager for the wedding reception to be over. I hadn't seen George since he'd disappeared, and Alfred's news of Paris's return only made me more anxious.I was eager to see Paris and give her a piece of my mind for not showing up on time for her wedding. But something about the way Alfred had looked at me with tears in his eyes, had left me feeling uneasy about Paris's return. He had rushed off without telling me more when he saw George's mom approaching, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong but I quickly remembered that we had to keep up the charade of me being Paris. The last thing we needed was for anyone to find out the truth."Where's my son?" George's mother asked as she approached me."I don't know," I said, trying to sound calm. "I haven't seen him.""You look stressed," she said, her voice full of concern. "Why don't you go inside and rest? I'll take care of the guests."I nodded, relieved to have an e
London's POV, As I walked back into the wedding reception, my eyes were still red and swollen from crying. But I knew I had to put on a brave face, for everyone's sake. I had to continue the charade and pretend to be Paris, even though it was the last thing I wanted to do. I wanted to mourn my sister's death, to grieve and process everything that had happened. But I couldn't, not yet. I had to stay strong for her.I tried to put on a happy face to look like everything was normal. But inside, I was falling apart. I felt like a fraud.... like I was somehow betraying my sister by continuing to pretend to be her instead of mourning her. But I had no choice. As I walked through the crowd, I could feel the eyes of the guests on me. They were curious, wondering why I had been away for so long. But I just smiled and kept walking, not wanting to engage with anyone. I felt like I was in a trance, moving through the room without really seeing anything."Paris, you look exhausted," George's mot
George's PovThe look of shock and betrayal on Paris's face as she walked in on me and Charlotte was oddly empowering. I had always been clear that our marriage was one of convenience, a way to keep up appearances and save face for the family. I felt a sick sense of satisfaction at the pain I was causing her. "What if she decides to tell your mother about Charlotte?" James asked, his voice full of concern as we walked back to the reception hall. "You know what that would mean for you."I scoffed, refusing to entertain the idea. "She would never do that," I said, my voice full of confidence. "She knows what's at stake."James looked doubtful, but he didn't press the issue. "If you say so, sir," he said, his tone deferential. "But I have to warn you that things could get very messy if she does decide to speak up.""She will do no such thing. If not for your incompetence, we wouldn't have had such at first," I said. "I'm sorry, sir," he said, his voice trembling. "Whatever it takes to
London's POVThe wedding day was pure torture, and having to interact with George and his family was like walking through a minefield. I was relieved when it was finally over, and I could retreat to the sanctuary of my room. I sank onto the bed, feeling drained and exhausted. It had been one of the worst days of my life, and I wasn't sure how much more I could take.As I thought about Paris, my sister, who had been brutally murdered, I couldn't hold back the tears that began to flow. How could this have happened? Who could have done this to her? The image of her lifeless body flashed before my eyes, and I struggled to make sense of it all. The face of the corpse was so disfigured that I couldn't be sure it was her, but deep down, I knew the truth. My sister was gone, and I would never see her again.The grief and sadness welled up inside me, and I felt like I was drowning in an ocean of despair as I sobbed loudly. Paris had been my best friend, my confidant, and my twin. We had share
Rosa's Katz PovThe satisfaction I felt in watching my plans come to fruition was immeasurable. It had been a long and difficult road since my husband's death, but I had taken up the mantle of leadership with determination and strength. As I sat at the head of the table, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement as I plotted my next move. My stepdaughter-in-law, Paris, was a relatively new member of the family, and I knew she would be easy to manipulate. She was young and naive, and I knew that I could use that to my advantage. I had chosen her over Charlotte because I knew Charlotte would be a thorn in my side. She was strong-willed and independent, and I knew she would never fall in line the way I wanted her to. But Paris was different. She would be eager to please and eager to be accepted by the family. I knew that with the right amount of pressure and persuasion, I could get her to do whatever I wanted. And if she didn't comply, I knew I could use her weakness against her.
Paris's POV"Get in, you're holding up the line!" the man barked, shoving us roughly into the crowded container. I could hear the women and children inside crying and moaning, and the stench of fear and desperation hung heavy in the air. We were being smuggled out of the city, and the conditions were anything but ideal. But we had no choice - this was our only way out.As the door slammed shut, I felt my heart pounding in my chest. The darkness closed in around us, and I could feel the panic rising in my throat. I had no idea what would happen next, or if I would even survive the journey. The ship began to move, and we were jostled and shaken as it set sail. The rocking motion of the vessel made me feel sick to my stomach, and I could hear the others around me retching and moaning. I tried to close my eyes and block out the noise, but it was impossible to escape the reality of our situation. I had no idea how long we would be stuck in this container or where we were headed , but al
London's POVAs I reached for the door handle, I heard a gruff voice from behind me. "Hey, where are you going?"My heart sank as I turned to see George standing there, a look of confusion and concern on his face. I didn't want to see him, didn't want to talk to him. I just wanted to be alone, to wallow in my own misery. I forced a smile, trying to appear composed. "I just...I need some air," I stammered, my voice breaking."But there's no need for it again," I said and walked back into my room not giving him an audience. He rapped on the door again, and I let out a huff of frustration. "What do you want?" I snapped, my patience wearing thin.He gave me a look of mock offense. "Is that any way to greet your husband in the morning?" he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. I could feel my temper rising, and I fought to keep it in check. "Just go away, George," I said, my voice wavering. "I don't want to talk to you right now.""Oh, come on now," he said with a laugh that sounded m
LONDON'S POV,After one whole week of intense blockbuster, everything had quieted, my mom had successfully divorced my father and was back in our own cozy home.That evening my mom had invited I and my husband George for a dinner to celebrate our victory and hers as well,As we gathered around the table with my younger brother Alfred, who was now back in the state, the dining room was filled with lively laughter and beautiful conversation.Just when we were about to get busy with our meal, the doorbell rang, making me snap my head Immediately, I turned towards my mother and asked, "are you expecting anybody?" Which she shook her head in response,I stood up immediately to answer the door and as soon as I opened it, my heart skipped, "Pa... Paris?" Her name came out of my mouth in a stutter, while my mother and George with Alfred, rushed over to the door, and almost immediately, we were both locked in each other's embrace, weeping as we held each other tightly."Paris! I've always kno
GEORGE'S POVAfter three days, it was the day we had been waiting for, the day were our fates would be decided,Every member of the board were present in the conference room with I and Oliver seated right opposite each other, He had an arrogant smirk in his face as he sat comfortably on his seat, after deliberate discussion, it was time for the voting to be held,Media house representatives were already seated in the audience capturing live the life transformimg moment of our lives,The air felt thick as I sat there with my heart racing, following nthe tension that hung in the air."This election is going to be carried out to satisfy our conscience, we're going to consider the hard work and impact the both of you has had on the company's growth and development and choose between the both of you the most eligible,"Mr Gabriel's words pierced through my thoughts, as he addressed everyone present in the hall, his voice firm and unwavering as he spoke,"As always, to ensure transpiracy,
CASSANDRA'S POVMy phone buzzed that afternoon, with a text message from an unidentified number, "I've got some information on Mrs Rosa, this is concerning the bait you took, meet me at Dowell's garden by four o'clock this evening, you can come along with Oliver too." The text read making my brows crest in surprise, My mind began to travel as to who the person was, I tried to wrap my head around who it could be but to no avail,Finally, unable to resist the text allure, my curiosity propelled me towardd Dowell's motel, since everything within me wanted to find out about what information the unidentified person was talking about,I got to the garden to find it deserted making my brows to crest, almost immediately, my phone began to ring, interrupting my chains of thought, I checked and it was Oliver,"Where are you?" He questioned, but from the urgency in his voice, I could tell something was wrong, which got me confused,"Baby are you..." I was about to say, but before I could compl
GEORGE'S POVMy steps hastened by the shocking words I had just heard, towards Paris who stood there without saying a word, I stood beside her with my attention turned towards Sophia and my brows furrowed by what I had just heard,l."That evil wife of yours is not the saint you think she is, she killed her twin sister Paris to take her place of becoming your wife." She spewed, causing my eyebrows to shoot up in shock,Her words took me by surprise, neither did I know that the wife I had been living with for more than a year now was a twin,I looked at Paris and her guilty expression confirmed Sophia's words, Paris' gaze were fixated downward and her eyes wide with a mix of fear and guilt.Just then, my mind began to spin as a lot of thought swirled in my head, then I heard my mother's words from beside me,"I knew it!" She said, "I knew there must be something more to that pretty face of hers." She added, which were like fuel to the fury that was beginning to burn within me, and as I
LONDON'S POV"Mother!" I called, Immediately I stepped into the room the next morning, I was filled with a sudden sense of gladness which replaced the anxiety that I had been plagued with,My smile broadened, energized by the fact that my mother was getting better, I walked up to her and sat beside her, sharing in the obvious happiness she was feeling,"Have you been well my child?" She questioned warmly, her face a mask of contentment as she spoke, and as I stared at her, I needed no one to tell me that she was back to her usual self,"Yes mother," I replied, even though I wanted to talk to her about what had become my fate, I didn't want to ruin the genuine happiness and peace that emanated from my mother,I nodded repeatedly in response, as I forced a broad smile to my face as I attempted to mask my sorrow, "yes mother!" I replied, my smile masking my insincerity as I stared at her,But my mother wasn't fooled, as she stared bat me, I saw the questions in her eyes even though she d
AVA EDISON'S POVAs I sat there in the living room, the image of that guy in news caught my attention, I was certain I had seen him before, the memories of him kept flashing in my head, and as I tried to wrap my head around where I had seen him, my eyes popped open,It was him, he was the one who ordered the guys that had kidnapped me to end my life, I was certain beyond doubt that he was the same person,As I watched them hurry out of the conference hall, my blood began to boil, as anger overwhelmed me, right then it began to make sense to me as I realized that Charlotte was indeed George's girlfriend as at then,Just then it occured to me that it was Charlotte all along, I needed no one to tell me that Charlotte was the one behind my misfortune,As I sat there coming to terms with what I had just discovered, I heard the doorbell rang,"Who's it?" I questioned as I walked over to the door,I opened it and saw Sophia standing right in front of our house,"What? You ain't going to let
LONDON'S POVMy eyes were fixated on Charlotte as we approach the podium, her face was as red as a cranberry, to my greatest surprise I saw fear written all over her features, which had suddenly replaced the fierce anger that had been blazing in her eyes, but I quickly pushed it aside, as I thought it might be my misinterpretation of her emotions.Even though George had brought me along, I couldn't deny the fact that I was a little bit scared, since I wasn't sure about what George was up to, As far as I knew, they still maintained their relationship even after we got married, the fact that George had brought the Doctors along, made my heart jumpy, As the distance between us dwindled, my mind began to swirl with a lot of possibilities, I couldn't shake off the thought that lurked deep within my heart, What if she was truly pregnant? I kept questioning myself, even though I knew I had to trust George.We got to the podium and I saw Charlotte's fingers tightly cleaved unto the hem of
CHARLOTTE'S POV"Have you gotten the information I asked?" I questioned Gerald who had met me at the garage,I had called him in not just to request for the information I needed but also because I was feeling s little uncertain which had filled me with a great sense of uneasiness, I couldn't just shake off the feelings that tugged unto the corner of my heart, even though I couldn't place it, I knew something was off,But as those feelings lingered, it dawned on me that I was getting uneasy because of the false news I was about to release, I quickly shoved it off, since I had decided to ruin George's life same way he had abandoned me,"You can trust me on that," Gerald responded in a firm and unwavering voice, with a smirk clearly on his face an expression of the contentment in his heart, as he dwelled in the satisfaction of his job well done, His words were like fuel to my burning desires as it energized me to push through with my plot after I was done with George,He handed me the
GEORGE'S POVMy head snapped up immediately, following the crashing of the door against the other side of the wall,There was Paris, running towards me, making my heart skip, seeing her tear stained face filled me with a great sense of fear, I sprang up to my feet Immediately, with my eyes wide open from the fear that had gripped my heart,My feet instinctively carried me towards her with my arms wide open, which she ran into, collapsing right into my embrace, her body shuddering as she snugged into me,Before I could say a word to her, the sound of her cry reached my ears, sobbing uncontrollably in my arms, the sound of which spoke of how badly hurt she was, her tears soaked into my shirt, piercing even to my soul,I held her tight, unsure of what to make out from it, but her arms around me were tighter, as she clung unto me like her healing balm,That was actually the second time I had seen her crying, she was so broken and vulnerable, I felt the need to protect her, I knew that wha