George’s POV“Darling, there is something I need to discuss with you,” Susan said, sitting close to me as I was texting Julius on the phone.I didn’t hesitate to quickly close our chat in case she decided to peer over my phone. I dropped my phone and turned towards her, “What is it, honey?”She began to fumble with her dress and avoided eye contact with me. Within the few years I have stayed married to Susan, I figured that she must have thought about whatever she wanted to tell me, but wasn’t sure how I was going to react to it.Encouraging her, I asked, “You know you can talk to me, dear. What troubles you?”She took a deep breath and then asked me, “Darling, I want you to really tell me the truth, how do you really feel about having another child?”What was this whole new issue about having another child? This is the second time Susan had brought up this topic and I could tell that she had already begun to consider it.“My love, having a child isn’t bad, but why are we still talkin
Patrick's POV"I can't believe all this happened, and you didn't care to inform me all this while?"Sebastian and I sat in my office as I listened to him narrate all that had happened with his brother and mother."It's hard to believe that someone as cheerful as you went through such an ordeal with your own mother," I said in disbelief."Patrick, it honestly hasn't been easy. Louisa has proven to be nothing but an opportunist over and over again. When I first heard what she did to Mason, I couldn't help but remember the pains I went through in her hands. How could a mother do this to her own child?""How's Mason now? Is he adjusting to the city?" I inquired."He's doing well. Alice has been a great help, coming most weekends to cook and spend time with us.""Considering how wonderful Alice has been, have you thought about keeping her by your side?""Keeping her by my side? I don't understand.""Why not marry her?" I suggested."Marriage isn't as simple as it seems, Patrick. I know Ali
Susan's POV"And that's how he specially made me dinner because I told him I missed his homemade meals.""Wow, Susan, you have got George wrapped around your finger with this pregnancy. He's really stepping up as a great husband and father."I smiled as Georgina praised George after I shared about him taking extra care of me. George had been incredibly sweet since I told him I was pregnant.Initially, I thought he might harbor some resentment after I gave him no choice but to accept the pregnancy, but he surprised me and treated me very well."Guess what? The other day, he caught me mopping the floor. He nearly lost it and scolded me for wanting to harm his baby."Georgina burst out laughing and said, "He doesn't realize that a pregnant woman can do much more than just mopping the floor. Hasn't he seen pregnant women at the gym?""George would flip if I ever suggested going to the gym in my condition.""Or he might just lock you up in the house, and you will be his Rapunzel trapped in
Patrick's POV"Care to explain to me what exactly is going on?" I asked angrily, tossing some documents at Mr. Stephen's table immediately I stepped into his office."Good day to you too, Patrick," he said, briefly looking at the documents. His face remained unfazed even after going through the documents."I know you are currently upset, but we cannot speak here. Come with me," Mr. Stephen said, picking up his jacket and leaving his office.What exactly was he up to? And why couldn't we talk at his office?I was still angry with him, but decided to follow him. We went to the parking lot and headed towards his car."What's going on? And why couldn't we just discuss at your office?" I inquired."I will explain everything to you soon enough, just be patient." That was all he said before he told me to get in and took us to a restaurant.The restaurant was located just a few blocks away from the company. Although not extravagant, the restaurant looked appealing. Mr. Stephen, upon being re
Susan's POV"Mommy, Mommy, where are you!"Where was that voice coming from?"Mommy!"It sounded just like my baby's voice... Isabella's voice!"Sweetie, I am right here, where are you?" I yelled.I looked around, trying to pinpoint where the voice was coming from. Where was I?Everything was pitch black, and I couldn't even see myself, but I felt submerged in water. What was I doing here? And where was my daughter?Everywhere had this eerie silence, and after Isabella's voice faded, the only sound I heard was my own breathing."Where am I?" I wondered again.Soon, Isabella's voice echoed loudly as she yelled, "Mommy!"My motherly instincts kicked in, and I knew I needed to find my daughter! Where was George, and why wasn't he with Isabella?As I tried to swim and reach a shore, something pulled me down. The more I struggled, the heavier I felt.I heard the sound of someone walking briskly towards me. The loud tapping footsteps were approaching, so I yelled, "Who's there? Please help
Patrick's POV I was done with my preparations, it was finally time to travel down to Alex's city and confront her. Mr. Stephen was still apprehensive and showed his concerns but I assured him I would handle the situation well.I had also requested for his men watching Alex and he obliged. I tried to reach out to Susan on several occasions but her number just wasn't reachable.The last attempt I tried, George was the one who picked the call and warned me never to call or disturb his wife ever again.What was wrong with them? I only wanted to see Isabella before I left. I didn't want to stir up trouble, so I decided to wait till I got back from my trip before I request to see my daughter again."I sincerely hope you know what you are doing?" Sebastian asked as he watched me going through the documents he brought to my office."Why does everyone behave as if I would mess things up? Can't you all have a little faith in my capabilities?" I questioned, tired of the incessant questions and
"You have done a great job; I'm pleased," Mistress said, satisfied.It was late at night, I was at Mistress's private estate after making sure Susan was asleep in the hospital. My biggest relief was knowing Mistress was satisfied with my work."Stand up and come sit beside me," Mistress instructed. I rose and sat close to her."What reward do you want for your hard work?" she asked cheerfully.Pausing, unsure of her reaction, I voiced my request."I have one request, Mistress. Please stay away from Susan, my wife. I will do whatever you want, but keep her out of it."Her smile froze, but after a moment, she chuckled."If you had made this request before carrying out the assignment, I might have believed you preferred your petite, ignorant wife to me. But your recent actions have proven otherwise.”I waited patiently, hoping she would promise to fulfill my request. Finally, she agreed, saying, "Alright, since this is the only request you have asked of me, I will grant it. However, you
Patrick's POV"Sir, here are the files you asked for," Trisha entered my office, carrying a stack of financial reports from the accounting department over the past 10 years."Thank you, Trisha. You may leave," I said, immediately delving into the reports.Sebastian walked in a few minutes later and sighed when he saw what I was doing."You really need to take a break, Patrick. Let Mr. Stephen's team handle the rest," he advised for the umpteenth time. "The more we delay, the more Godfather spreads his evil tentacles in the company. I can't just sit back and do nothing," I replied."Everyone is doing their best, but you are neglecting your CEO duties, stuck going through file after file every day. You have set a bait; now, patiently wait for fish to get hooked."I sighed, dropping the file. Rubbing my temples, I felt another wave of a headache hit.Since planting the bug in Alex's phone, we haven't uncovered substantial evidence against her and Godfather and it bothered me. We learne
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