LONDON'S POVAs I drew closer to Charlotte, her eyes widened, revealing the anxiety she felt at my approach. I was content with the discomfort I caused her, and I maintained our locked gaze as the space separating us became smaller.Charlotte’s mind seemed to race, searching for an escape route in a matter of mere seconds. As quickly as the panic and indecision had set in, she broke free from our standoff and fled toward the shelter of the nearest restroom. My lips curved into a knowing smirk as I watched Charlotte run away, the false air of nonchalance that accompanied my response only served to emphasize the fact that I was fully aware of her attempts to avoid me. Although Charlotte was at the top of my suspect list in the case of my sister’s murder, I had decided against confronting her directly, instead choosing to keep my investigation under wraps for the time being. Turning my back on the direction she'd fled, I headed towards my office, determined to bide my time and conti
LONDON'S POV"I'm sorry." The words came from behind, making me turn immediately from the door, Lost in my own thoughts, I entered the room without realizing that George was present. My mind was occupied with my mother's request and her condition, causing me to be unaware of my surroundings. Although I knew George was at home, my distraction made me oblivious to his presence on our bed as I walked in.My heart leaped into my throat at the unexpected sight of my husband, “George!” I exclaimed, the shock of his sudden presence nearly causing me to lose my composure. “You startled me,” I said, my voice a mixture of relief and surprise. As my eyes adjusted to the scene before me, I noticed a romantic display of rose petals and cards decorating the bed and a beautifully wrapped present perched atop the dresser. A warmth began to spread through my body, slowly dispelling the anxious thoughts that had dominated my mind just moments ago.I repeated his name, my voice betraying the wonder an
OLIVER'S POVThe unsettling announcement from my mom got my mind racing with a lot of questions, strongly intertwined, making it difficult for me to comprehend, the more I dwelled on it, the more I realized it was totally against the standing agreement between I and my mom,With that in mind, I rushed to my mom's room to get a clarity of what she was up to, and found her standing by the window, uninterested in whatever she was doing, I called her attention,"Mom!" As I barged into her room, which made her jolt out from her thoughts, gasping as she turned immediately to face me,"What have I told you about entering my room without permission?" She asked angrily, obviously startled by my unannounced entry,Even though she had always warned me against it, it was a habit I was used to, coupled with my agitation, which had gotten the best of me, I couldn't wait for a permission,"Mom, I'm sorry, I just couldn't wait." I responded calmly, in an attempt to pacify her,"Same impatience that m
MRS ROSA'S POVImmediately Oliver left, the thought of seeing through my plans crossed my mind, prior to the announcement I had prepared everything I needed, since I knew George would do anything possible to attain that position, I called Margaret who was our chief chef, "it was going to be fun and I wish them happy trying" I said to myself with a light chuckle."I need you in my room now." I instructed her immediately she received the call,"Okay madam, I'll be right there in a moment." she replied,As I waited for her to arrive, Bruce came in with a glass of my favorite juice, giving me a peck on the cheek before settling on the couch beside me. Just as I took a sip, the door rumbled with the sound of her arrival. Bruce immediately stood up, moving to stand beside the door,"Come in," I answered from inside, making sure our position does not arouse suspicion,As the door swung open, a familiar figure appeared - Margaret, a woman in her early forties who had been working for me since
GEORGE'S POV"I knew it," I spat, my voice dripping with venom. My words resounded off the walls, echoing the frustration that had built up inside me. Paris, her face, a mask of concern, followed closely behind me. She knew I was reeling on the threshold, that it would take just one more push for me to tip over into uproar.I threw open the door with a force that sent it crashing into the wall, the loud bang serving as an exclamation point to my fury.Rage coursed through my veins, igniting my veins as they strained against my skin. My heart thundered, a primal drumbeat of pure, unbridled fury. It was as if a monster had taken hold of me, a snarling beast that craved destruction and chaos.Every rational thought disappeared in the inferno of my anger, leaving only raw emotion and the urge to lash out. I could feel my muscles tense, primed for action.I knew I was on the verge of losing control of giving in to the monster inside. I could feel the heat radiating off my body, the shar
SOPHIA'S POV,Bubbling in the euphoria of the deal I had just struck with my mom, I drove to Ken's house that evening, I knew taking actions immediately was the best thing to do in order for me to emerge victoriously, overwhelmed by my ecstasy, I had failed to inform him of my coming,"Surprising him with my presence and breaking the news of the opportunity I had just bagged, was enough reason to get him excited," I shrugged at my thoughts, even though it was an attempt to excuse my mistake, since he had warned me about visiting his place without informing him.Without thinking twice, I knocked on the door to his apartment, fluttering from excitement, With no sound of any approaching footsteps, I repeated my rumble on the door and waited rather impatiently,I unlocked his door with the spare key he had given me, when I realized he wasn't in, and entered his dark apartment, on getting to his room, I removed my gown wearing only the red lingerie I had just bought for that purpose, I
LONDON'S POVThe air in the room felt heavy and stale as I sat alone, my thoughts swirling like a storm. James had told me that George had left earlier to attend to some matters when I had visited his office to deliver the news. I was surprised to find the room empty, my heart sinking with disappointment. "He must be busy," I reasoned, trying to quell the growing unease in my chest. "I'm sure he'll be back soon."As I sat there, my mind became consumed with curiosity about where George might be. Despite my efforts to convince myself that he was likely just spending time with his friends, I couldn't suppress the uneasy feeling that perhaps he was with Charlotte, his mistress. "He must be with her," I thought, a surge of bitterness rising in my throat. The familiar pain of betrayal twisted in my chest like a dagger, its sharp edge digging deeper with each passing moment.The weight of my sorrow hung over me like a thick fog as I sat on the bed, consumed by my thoughts. But the knock a
GEORGE'S POVThe words from Paris got me entangled in a web of thoughts, I began to ponder on the possibilities of scaling through it successfully without being caught, given the caliber of my mom, I understood that one had to tread carefully, in order to outsmart her, "Are you listening to me?" Her words pierced through my thoughts, intercepting the swarm of information that swirled around my head at the same time, "Yes, Paris, I heard what you said," snapping out of my thoughts, I reassured her with a smile. Even though a part of me still lingered in uncertainty, "You think we could do that, right?" She asked, searching my eyes, which I responded to with a warm smile,I began to ponder on the possibility of losing almost everything I had lived for, the position of the CEO that had kept me going, if we took a wrong step, even though I knew I was supposed to man up to it since I suggested it at first, I couldn't shake off the fear that lurked at the corner of my heart, It was ind
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