Susan's POV"Honey, are you ready? You could stay back if you wanted and rest. I will handle things myself." George called out from the kitchen where he was making breakfast for the two of us."I am fine, dear. I really want to come for this Parent-teacher meeting. It's a very good way of knowing how the children are doing well and possibly suggestions that could be made to improve their learning." I said as I headed downstairs to the kitchen.The accident that occured for almost a month now served as a turning point for me and George's marriage. I met with Patrick, who tried offering an explanation for his infidelity. I made it known to him that it was none of my business and he was free to do whatever he wanted with his life.I totally turned off all the feelings I had for Patrick and channeled all my love and affection towards George. He deserved better and I was going to make sure he got the faithful, loving wife he got married to.I got downstairs and saw George, humming and dan
George's POVSusan was quite easy to manipulate. Just a few stories here and there and shedding a few tears were enough to get her to forgive me.Since she caught me talking to Julius about getting rid of Patrick, I had learnt to be extra careful around her. I loved her so much and wouldn't want silly mistakes like these to cause a rift between us.My sad story made her turn a new leaf. She now acted as the sweet Susan I had married and I was glad for this change.I got to the office earlier than expected because I had truly cleared my morning schedule to accompany Susan to the Parent- Teacher meeting to prove to her that I was a supportive husband.I had to just make up a random excuse because I wasn't really comfortable with Isabella's new teacher.When it was time to pick up Isabella from school after my afternoon meetings and work, I drove to her school."Mr. Grey, you are here, it's indeed nice to see you again." Juliana said when she spotted me.She started arranging Isabella's
Patrick’s POV“And the final conclusion will be to develop that estate in order to generate revenue for the company.”“But there is a factory there already, residents are complaining that the waste and fumes from the factory are affecting them. I don’t think it will be a good idea to invest so much on the estate located there.”“The government is currently working on that. Immediately they are done, there will be a lot of competition on that land. Its better we capitalize on it now before competition arises.”“You can’t trust the government these days. I suggest we wait until something is actually done about this before we forge ahead.”"CEO, what's your opinion?""CEO! CEO!"Sebastian sitting next to me tapped my leg, bringing me back to reality."Yes, I am here. What's the matter?" I asked, not sure about what was being discussed in the first place.The board of directors stared at me, convinced that I had not listened to a single thing they were talking about in the meeting.I sigh
Godfather’s POVI sat on my balcony, reading a newspaper, even though Alex had often pointed out that I could get any news I wanted on my phone. But I still enjoyed the old, musty scent of newspapers and wasn't ready to give up on them anytime soon.Speaking of Alex, she had greatly disappointed me. She was always focused and dedicated towards any job I assigned to her. Why did she have to lose focus on the most important thing I desired?My phone rang, and it was Bernice, Alex's mother. I sighed because I knew she was calling to complain about why I had sent her daughter abroad.I answered, and I was met with a tearful voice. "Zach, what did I ever do to you for you to punish me like this? Do you hate me so much?"I sighed, not prepared for her emotional manipulation. "Good day, Bernice.""What's so good about the day? Tell me, what's good about it? You exiled my daughter abroad, and now I can't even see her anymore," Bernice cried out over the phone."Did your beloved daughter tell
Susan’s POV"The blue or red dress?""Wear the green one I got you last summer.""The green one? It's quite revealing, and I have put on some weight recently. I am not sure it's ideal for the occasion."George was taking me out to a fancy place. Other than business parties, it had been a while since we had been on a date. I appreciated his effort to rekindle our love, and it made me feel special."The other dresses you chose are too conservative, and I genuinely love how you look in the green gown," George insisted as he helped me decide on an outfit for our outing."Alright, I will wear the green dress and take a jacket with me if I start to feel uncomfortable," I finally conceded and put on the gown.George had finally accepted Abigail as our live-in maid, which excited me. Isabella had taken a liking to her and easily bonded with her. Abigail must be in Isabella's room reading her bedtime stories which Isabella enjoyed listening to."Darling, could you pass me my silver shoes? They
Patrick’s POVI got ready to meet Sebastain at the new bar he had invited me to. The board meeting had taken longer than expected, and I arrived home a bit late after another business meeting with some clients.If I hadn't promised Sebastain that I would come to the bar, I might have chosen to just stay home and rest. I drove to the bar and found Sebastain inside. It was a well-designed place, divided into different sections.The downstairs was lively, with people enjoying drinks and loud music, while the upstairs was the VIP section. Sebastain had invited me to the VIP section, knowing that this was more my style.Surprisingly, the VIP section was quiet, with no loud noise and soft background music playing. “How is this place so quiet while the downstairs looks like a club house?” I asked Sebastian immediately I arrived.He laughed and explained, "I think the door is soundproof or something. It's all part of the 'mystic' encounters."Curious, I asked, "So, what's unique about this p
Sebastian’s POVPatrick and I were standing, locked in an intense stare-off with the waitress. I stood in between them, trying to understand the situation.Patrick, initially bewildered, quickly turned angry. "You! You ran away when they were looking for you to testify on the day Daniel died, didn't you?" He tried to move closer to the waitress, but I held him back, concerned about his anger."Patrick, calm down," I urged. "Is this the lady who was supposed to be with you the night Daniel died and was meant to be your alibi?"Patrick confirmed, "Yes, this is Rose."I asked Rose, "How could you do that? Where were you when the police were looking for you?"Rose replied, "I am sorry, but it was purely business, nothing more."Patrick was agitated, and Rose showed no remorse at all.I continued to question her, "Business? What business are you talking about?"But Rose looked at Patrick and responded, "Aren
Rose’s POV"Are they gone? Are you alright?" Big T asked a few minutes after Patrick and Sebastian had left."Yes, they left. Thanks, Big T, you really helped me.""What did you do to them?" he asked.I acted like I didn't know what he was talking about and replied, "Me? I didn't do anything. I just told you they tried to touch me inappropriately."Big T gave me a skeptical look and said, "I know you, Rose. Honestly, I think you did something to those guys. Was it about the phone they wanted to collect from you?"“Why won't you believe me, Big T? Would you rather trust those strangers over me?""Just because I defended you doesn't mean I don't know what you are capable of. I looked into those guys and I must say that you costed us some important customers this time, Rose.""Imagine what the boss will say when he finds out I kicked out the renowned billionaire, Patrick Gale, because of you. Do you realize what could have happened if he had decided to make us pay for the embarrassment?"
Patrick's POVSix months later…."And the Staff of the Year award goes to Miss Trisha Camwood."Trisha beamed with smiles as she made her way to the stage to accept her award.It was our company's end-of-year party, and I had the honor of presenting the award to the best staff of the year."Congratulations, Trisha, you truly deserve it," I said, handing her the award with a smile."Thank you so much, Sir," she replied, taking the award happily.As the party was going on, I went to get a drink and found Sebastian and Mr. Stephen deep in conversation."You never told us how you managed to gather all that fnal evidence against the Godfather. Come on, tell me, I have been dying to know," Sebastian asked eagerly.“That's true. We never got to know how you managed to do it, Mr. Stephen, tell us,” I added.Mr. Stephen grinned proudly, "You boys still have a lot to learn from me. Don't worry, I won't charge you if you decide to be my disciples. Or would you rather ask the Godfather himself, w
George's POVGeorgina, my mistress, and Susan, my savior, had two different personalities.Georgina never spoke kindly to me like Susan did, and she never promised to love and care for me.I got so attached to Georgina that I couldn't tell if I loved or hated her.Ever since our mother died due to our toxic father who got so drunk and beat her to death, I had never truly healed.Georgina wasn't at home when the incident happened, I was the only one who witnessed my mother being beaten to death by my drunk and abusive father.I kept the truth from Georgina to spare her the pain of knowing that our father killed Mother. She thought Mom died from an illness.I missed her so much and began to see her in Georgina. Her absence in my life made me hate our father so much.After our mother's death, Georgina was all I had. She was the only one I could talk to comfortably. Even though she made me do things I was not proud of, I had no one else to turn to... until Susan came into my life.That fa
Susan's POVWhen I saw George aiming the gun at Isabella, ready to shoot her, I threw caution to the wind and launched at him. I tried to snatch the gun away from him, but he skillfully turned, preventing me from taking the gun.Unable to snatch the gun, I dropped to my knees in front of George and held his legs tightly, pleading and sobbing loudly, "Please, George, kill me instead! Spare my daughter, I beg you! Kill me!"All I cared about was keeping my daughter safe. Isabella, sensing my distress, coupled with my loud cries, started crying and wiggling in Georgina's arms."Stop crying, you little brat!" Georgina yelled at Isabella, making her cry even harder.My motherly instincts took over, and I lunged at Georgina, trying to get Isabella back. I grabbed Georgina's hair and yanked it back, trying to take Isabella away but George grabbed me from behind, dragging me farther from Georgina.Unknown to him, Patrick had slowly managed to stand and threw a punch at George, making him let g
Georgina’s POV"G, what are you doing here with George? and why is he calling you Mistress?" Susan asked, bewildered.I chuckled at her confusion, patting George's head and telling him to stand up."Surprised to see me, Susan?" I teased."Can someone explain what's happening here, and why do you have my child?" Susan demanded, her voice rising."Shut up! Don't talk to my Mistress like that!" George snapped, defending me. His loyalty pleased me; he finally saw his wife for what she was, a trash."Wait, are you two lovers? Is that why George calls you Mistress? Have you been cheating on me with her?" Susan speculated.I wrinkled my nose in disgust. "No way! Why would I sleep with my own twin brother?""What? Did I hear you right?" Susan exclaimed, shocked."Yes, that's right. George is my twin brother," I confirmed."But how is that possible? You don't even have the same last name," Susan asked, still puzzled."My name is Georgina Grayson Grey. I purposely took on our late mother's maide
George's POV I waited patiently at the abandoned warehouse for Susan and Patrick. They had better not try anything stupid, else I wouldn't hesitate to get rid of Isabella.Did they really think they could just ditch me aside? They had another thing coming. It was time to end this once and for all.They pulled up at the warehouse and from where I hid, I scanned to make sure they came alone. After confirming they were actually alone, I finally stepped out."I see you followed my instructions. That's a good one," I said."George, where's my daughter? Where's Isabella? Please, give her back!" Susan pleaded desperately."Hush, my dear wife. Aren't you too eager? You didn't even ask how I was doing, you are just concerned about your daughter," I taunted.Patrick held Susan, trying to calm her. His touch made me jealous, and I snapped at him, "Get your filthy hands off her! She's my wife, not yours anymore! Do you know the sacrifices I have made for her? You don't even love her as much as
Susan's POV How could George do this to me? How could he mess up my life?I felt really mad and angry. George would have to face the consequences. He planned everything so well that I never suspected anything.He must have found out about my divorce with Patrick five years ago and followed me to the small town where I went to heal. He acted like he was meeting me for the first time and slowly became a part of my life.He must be probably feeling pleased with himself wherever he was, thinking he did a great job. But he would surely pay for all the pain he caused me.I wiped away my tears and asked Patrick, “Did you tell the police about this?”“Yes, they're still investigating. But for your safety and Isabella's, it's best if you stay away from him.”I agreed and quickly called the school.“I have to go pick up my daughter from school. George was supposed to get her, but I need to tell the school to stop him. My daughter can't be with that monster for another moment!”I called the sc
Susan's POVI went to the place and knocked on the door. I thought Patrick would be there, but instead, Sebastian and Juliana were at the door."Why is she here?" I asked angrily."Hey, calm down, Susan. Let's talk inside," Sebastian said.But I vehemently refused, "I won't go in if she's here. If Patrick invited her, he made a very big mistake. I’m not ready to listen to whatever she has to say."I started to leave, but Juliana stopped me, “Please Susan, just listen to what Sebastian and I have to say. You can choose to leave afterwards if you don't believe us.”“Keep your rotting mouth shut! You are the cause of all this nonsense going on! Haven't you done enough trying to ruin my marriage? To what extent are you willing to do to achieve your aim?” I retorted fiercely.Sebastian quickly intervened, "Please, listen to us. Everything is just a misunderstanding. If you don't believe us, you can go. You have come this far because I know deep within you, you desire to know the truth, com
Godfather's POVEarlier that day…."Godfather! Godfather! you must leave the city at once! The authorities are searching for you!"That was the first thing I heard when I answered Clark's call this morning. I swiftly rose from my relaxation chair where I had been reading a newspaper and inquired, "What's going on? Why are the police after me?""I've received information that Mr. Stephen's attempted assassination yesterday failed, and you understand the implications of that, Sir."Darn it! Why couldn't they just take out one guy? Now that he was alive, he would want payback for sure.I immediately stood and hurried to my safe to retrieve my passport and important papers. After securing a lot of bundles of cash, I directed Clark, "Arrange for a flight to Africa immediately. It will be harder for the authorities to track me there. No, scratch that—I'll just use my private jet. And ensure Bernice is safe.""Sorry Godfather, but Madam Bernice's safety has been compromised. She met with Al
Patrick's POVI breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Mr. Stephen's arrival. I had tried reaching him on my way to the office, but his phone was unavailable.Mr. Smith and his minions seemed stunned, as if they'd seen a ghost.Mr. Stephen confidently stepped forward and addressed them, "So, after attempting to assassinate me last night, you have the audacity to continue your malicious acts, huh?"Each of them avoided his gaze, while I stood there, utterly shocked. Mr. Stephen was almost assassinated last night?"Mr. Stephen, we have no idea what you're talking about. What happened to you?" Mr. Smith asked, feigning ignorance."You want to play dumb, right? Because you and your friends knew I had evidence of your embezzlement in the company, you tried to assassinate me. Well, it turns out I'm smarter than all of you combined," Mr. Stephen declared boldly.He then turned to the other directors who were not in support of Mr. Smith's group and addressed them,"I have concrete evidence tha