Sebastian’s POV
Patrick 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, "ArenRose’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?"
Sebastian’s POVI was still in shock when I found out who had been waiting for me at my front door; it turned out to be Mason, my step brother.I asked him what he was doing here but he wouldn’t say a word and just kept crying silently. I brought him in, prepared a warm bath for him and gave him comfy clothes.Thankfully, the leftover home-made food Alice had prepared yesterday when she came by the house was still in the fridge and I quickly took it out and microwaved it for Mason to eat.Thank goodness Alice made this meal and insisted that we stored the leftover in the fridge rather than throwing it away as I had suggested. She still remained the best woman for me.I also went to my room to freshen up, and I noticed 53 missed calls from my mother. My phone had been on silent while I was at the bar with Patrick because I just wanted to relax and chill with him with no disturbance. Well, that eventually went in the opposite direction.I figured I should talk to Mason before calling m
George’s POVI found myself working late in the office once again. The company had a busy day filled with business meetings, and I had been invited to a business dinner. I didn't want to go alone, so I would have to try to convince Susan to accompany me, even though I knew she wasn't a fan of business parties.My phone rang, and I saw 'Julius' on the caller ID. It was unusual for Julius to call me; usually, I was the one reaching out to him when I needed something. His call implied that he had something important to discuss or report.I asked, "What's going on, Julius? Do you have any updates on what we discussed?"He replied, "Not yet, boss, but there's something else I need to report.""What is it?""It's about Rose. My sources informed me that she returned to the city quietly a few months ago, but we couldn't pinpoint her exact location. Recently, we spotted her working as a waitress in a bar."I groaned immediately when I heard Rose’s name. She had been a pain in the ass over the
Sebastian’s POVAnger and pain! That was exactly the two emotions I was feeling right now.“Who did this to you?” I asked Mason."Who's responsible for this, Mason?" I questioned again, my voice filled with concern.Mason hesitated and tried to hide and cover up his sleeves. My frustration boiled over, and I shouted, "Tell me, Mason! Who hurt you?"Driven by anger, I lifted him and ripped his pajama shirt to reveal his bruised body. Tears welled up in his eyes as I saw the painful beating marks on Mason's body. Some were recent, while others seemed older and partially healed."Mason, please, tell me who did this," I pleaded, my voice trembling as tears threatened to spill.The poor boy also started crying and explained, "This is why I ran away from home. I didn't want to tell you, to avoid causing a rift between you and her."I couldn't believe it. "Wait a second, are you saying Louisa did this to you?" I asked in disbelief."Not her, but the guys she brought home," Mason explained.
Susan’s POVI had spent the entire afternoon carefully preparing for the special evening I had in mind. Softly humming a romantic song, I lit the scented candles one by one, filling our bedroom with their gentle flickering light and a delightful aroma of vanilla and lavender.For the occasion, I had given Abigail the day off and sent Isabella to be with Georgina. George's recent efforts to make me feel special had made me realize that I hadn't reciprocated his gestures. He was always the one planning dates and giving me thoughtful gifts, while I hadn't made him feel as cherished in return.Tonight, I was determined to surprise him and show him how much I loved and appreciated him. I went downstairs to set the table, ensuring everything was just right. With Abigail's assistance, I prepared a three-course meal for George before she left.With everything in place, I took a moment to freshen up and changed into my favorite red dress, the one George always complimented me on. I styled my
Sebastian's POVLouisa's call was the first thing that woke me up this Saturday morning. I checked the time; it was 7 am.She must have received the letter regarding Mason's custody from my lawyer in her mail. I had intended to call her on Friday night and confront her about Mason, but she didn't answer her phone.I woke up and purposely didn't answer her call immediately. I completed my morning routine, which included brushing my teeth and taking a shower.I called Alice yesterday after speaking with my lawyer. I explained everything that had happened, and she promised to be here first thing in the morning.Once I was done with my morning routine, I went to check on Mason and found him still sleeping. He must have been exhausted from yesterday's ordeal.I went to the kitchen, made myself some coffee, and returned to my room to check my laptop for updates.Throughout this time, my phone had been ringing incessantly, but I paid no attention to it. I simply put my phone on silent mode a
Patrick's POVI was restless throughout the entire weekend; I just couldn't concentrate on anything at all.The thought that someone was responsible for me and Susan's divorce troubled me deeply. We lived a simple and decent life, and I couldn't recall having any past enemies who would want to sabotage our marriage. So, who could it be?I anxiously awaited Monday to meet with Rose and discuss this matter. Initially, I had considered telling Mr. Stephen to help me investigate, but he had already done so much for me, and it was time for me to take matters into my own hands.I reached out to my private investigator to look into the situation and gather any information from the past. I was still waiting for a response.Over the weekend, Susan had called me to confirm if I was still picking up Isabella, as I had promised. I had to cancel the appointment and told her I would come to pick Isabella up the following weekend.I refrained from telling Susan about Rose for now, wanting to uncover
George’s POVEarlier that day..."Boss, we found out where she currently is. She's at an old, abandoned factory by the seaport road," Julius informed me."What is she doing there?""I'm not sure, but it seems like she's waiting for someone.""Okay, I will head there right now," I said, and then hung up.I couldn't help but wonder why Rose was at that old factory. Julius had mentioned earlier that she had suddenly quit her job at the bar.I called my secretary and let her know I wouldn't be in for a while. Something didn't feel right, so I drove to the factory.When I arrived, I scanned the area, looking for Rose."Surprise to see you here. I didn't expect that," Rose said from the upper floor of the factory."I could say the same about you, Rose. What brings you to this city?" I asked as I started climbing the stairs to reach her."Funny you are asking now. I never thought you cared about me. I remember calling you for money when you left me stranded, but what did you do? You told me
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