Alexandria's POVIt felt good to be the center of attention. The anxiety and nervousness of these men were something I enjoyed.My decision could change the position of one man: Patrick Gale.I made a quick glance at him and noticed that he was also staring at me. If only he knew how much I had anticipated to be here to see him.I happily casted my vote on him retaining his position as the CEO of the company. I knew my 10% shares were the only hope he had. I felt like a wonder woman at that moment.After the system recalculated the result, I heard several groans and muttered curses being directed at me. I get that a lot, so I wasn't affected by them all.I couldn't help but smile when I saw the happiness in Patrick's face. He looked at me directly and mouthed a 'thank you' of which I smiled back.I did all these for you, Patrick and I wouldn't mind doing more. Purchasing 10% shares of a renowned company like Royal Empire Estate was no small feat. My actions cost me a huge chunk of my
Susan's POVFor a few days now, I have been experiencing mood swings. Patrick had been calling non stop, Isabella's tantrums had been getting on my nerves and George's....overly concerned attitude was becoming too much. He just couldn't do without informing me every second how horrible Patrick was.At a point, I had to block Patrick's number from my phone and one time, I snapped at Isabella over her incessant cries. It was becoming just too much.I have been following the news regarding Patrick and as usual, like what every other companies would do, his company claimed that it was nothing but a false rumor to tarnish Patrick's image.Of course they would say that, even though it was so clear and obvious with the evidence displayed.In no time, they had taken down the news and the media's attention was soon diverted into another gossip of a renowned celebrity whose wife found out he had been cheating on her with his secretary and they even had a child together.The people might have fo
Patrick's POVSusan was furious with me, and I completely understood her anger. I had done some terrible things during our marriage five years ago, and I never confided in her about them.I was doing my best to explain myself, but she wouldn't listen. Her anger reached a point where she called the police on me when I insisted I wouldn't leave until she gave me a chance to explain myself.I felt terrible, but I couldn't give up trying. I had to leave and come back again. I was determined to make her hear me out. Legally, I still had the right to see Isabella, our daughter, but I didn't want to force that right upon Susan. Instead, I wanted her forgiveness."Suzy, I won't leave until you give me a chance to explain," I declared loudly from her front door.Things at work were stable, thanks to Sebastian and Trisha, so I had the time to come and try to make amends with Susan."Daddy!" I heard Isabella crying from inside and calling out to me. It broke my heart that Susan was unwilling to
Susan's POV"No matter what he says, don't be swayed by his words. He's nothing but a cheat and a liar." Georgina's words kept ringing in my ears after I told her about my encounter with Patrick and how he wanted us to talk.I knew Patrick would try to talk his way out and I was ready for him. I got to the noddle soup a few minutes past noon.Much hadn't really changed here. It was just like yesterday when Patrick and I often spent our date nights in this noddle shop five years ago.Whenever we had a little money to spare, we often came here and enjoyed the bustling active dramas that often took place here. There wasn't anything peculiar about the shop but with the number of people that often came here to eat, there were often disagreements, quarrels or trivial fights happening.We would laugh and joke about them and enjoy each other's company for the night. We were just perfect.This wasn't really the time to think about the past. I strode into the noodle shop and spotted Patrick at
Patrick's POVI sat there, quietly observing Susan as she savored her meal. Even though we ate in silence, it was clear she had missed this noodle soup as much as I had.We shared the bowl of noodle soup that madame had given us, and it didn't take long before we both finished it.After thanking me for the meal, Susan sat up attentively, prepared to listen to what I had to say.I sighed, took a deep breath, and realized the moment of truth had arrived."I understand you thought we were managing fine on our own, but that wasn't the reality. There were some small expenses that I felt ashamed to burden you with after my business failed, so I turned to Daniel for help."I continued, "It began with minor repairs around the house. I remembered how you had already split your transport money to work for the month, and I couldn't bring myself to add more to your responsibilities.""But Patrick, I wish you had told me. I wouldn't have minded taking a loan from my workplace to help us survive i
Sebastian's POVThe situation at the office had been running smoothly since Miss Alex appeared at the company, she was truly a godsend but now, I wasn't so sure anymore. She began visiting the office more frequently to check on how things were going. Initially, this wasn't a concern, but trouble started brewing when she expressed her desire to take over Mr. Berkeley's position, which he lost during the last board meeting.Certainly, Miss Alex possessed all the necessary qualifications for the role of Director of Media, but it would be unjust to Mrs. Ford, who had recently been promoted to fill that position. From my research, Mrs. Ford had been a dedicated employee for years, working diligently for the company's growth. She was rightfully deserving of the promotion, and I was glad that Patrick had granted it to her.However, Miss Alex's persistence in demanding the position from Patrick caused a lot of commotion because Patrick declined. After her demands were denied, she left but
Chapter 31: Ruined dayGeorge's POVI came home today, feeling content as ever. Work had been going smoothly, and I even secured some potential clients. The best part was that Isabella had finally stopped her constant crying and seemed to be recovering from missing Patrick, which was a huge relief.To surprise Susan and make her feel special, I picked up some flowers and her favorite chocolates on my way home."Hello, I am back! Where is my beautiful, amazing wife?" I called out, trying to sound romantic and cheerful."In the kitchen, darling," Susan replied.I entered the kitchen with a big smile, wrapping my arms around Susan from behind and planting a kiss on her neck."Hmm, someone seems unusually happy today that they had to announce their arrival," Susan remarked as she continued to chop the vegetables for her cooking."Yes, dear. I am incredibly happy today to see my lovely wife, shining like the sun and as beautiful as the moon," I said, lost in the moment as I presented the
Susan's POVI was seething with anger. How could he say something like that in front of Isabella?My frustration had been building up, and I couldn't stand how he kept bringing up Patrick in almost every conversation. It was becoming unbearable.George had left the night before and still hadn't returned. The next morning, I got Isabella ready for school, realizing it would be the first time George wouldn't be taking her since he hadn't come back from wherever he went to.Where was he? Wasn't he supposed to return and get ready for work?After dropping Isabella off at school, I headed back home to tidy up the house. I noticed that one of the towels had been used, and George's cologne scent lingered in the air. He must have come back, prepared for work, and left.I continued with my chores until Patrick called."Hi Suzy, good morning.""Good morning, Patrick. You really need to stop calling me Suzy; I don't go by that name anymore," I retorted sharply, still upset about George's behavio
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