"Wait, wait. This is not the road to my house." Celine's croaky voice interjected Jared's and I little discussion. "I'm sorry but there is an emergency. We won't be able to drop you off. We'll go to my place. Don't worry, I'll drive you home later." I promised her."But I need to have a bath and change my clothes. I've been wearing these for the past few days." Her tone had gone ever lower. I turned around to give her an observing once-over. "You and me should be about same height and weight. You'll fit into my clothes comfortably." "Okay." And she went quiet after that. My gaze shifted to my sleeping son, he was still napping peacefully. "But how did this happen? How could she have gone missing?" Jared continued from where we left off."I don't know. We just have to go find out."The rest of the ride to my place was silent. Jared picked up the speed and many minutes later, he was driving into the estate. Then into the compound. Suddenly I remembered Noah. I heaved a sigh, it's
"You know you don't have to go with us." I said to Celine."Oh, but I want to." Celine insisted. "The President's daughter is missing and I know my presence might not do much but I just want to show concern. I met her once and she was one smarty mouth with plenty of sass to go around."I sat with her in the backseat, covertly studying her expression for hint she might have heard anything. But nothing. I didn't have anything to worry about then. She had possibly heard nothing and was just showing concern just as she'd said. I didn't have the heart to insist she went home. If whatever decision she was taking sat right with her, then no problem. I just hoped the President was too distracted to make a scene over her appearance in his office. Zion and Miss Nancy were home. He was still sleeping. "I'm sorry I forgot to tell the kitchen staff to get you food. On our way home, I'll buy you dinner." I promised.I had totally forgotten about telling the maids to prepare something for her to
Her eyes welled and glistened with unshed tears, I shook my head, begging her not to say anything. She had heard. She'd heard everything we said and it just dawned on me that was the only reason she'd followed us here. She averted her gaze, fixing them on the distraught President who was currently being consoled by uncle Pete.She stepped forward, I tried to hold her back but she snatched her hand away."Why?" She stood before the President.Jared exchanged looks with me, I was helpless. He also realized she had heard us talking."What are you talking about?" The President was just noticing her presence and I spotted slight fear in his eyes. He looked at me as though to accuse me of betraying our deal. If only he could understand it wasn't my fault. How could I have known she would hear."Don't blame her. She didn't tell me...at least, not directly." Celine moved closer to him."I-I have no idea whatever you're talking about young lady." The President avoided her gaze, his head hun
"You've been awfully quiet, Hailey. Something wrong?" Uncle Pete asked on the drive back home. It was really late. I sat with Celine at the back, she was quiet as well. I shook my head. "No. I'm fine." But I wasn't, not at all."Are you sure? You seem troubled." Jared put in, concern lacing his tone. "I'm fine." I was troubled. After that call, my mind had been restless. I could not fathom where to begin trailing my thoughts. The voice on that call had been unrecognizable and I suspected whoever it was, wanted it so. It was, no doubt, the person responsible for the kidnap of Nina. One of the candidates, but who exactly? And why had they reached out to me?What not the President or his wife, the First Lady? Why me? How had they gotten my number? Whoever that had made that call knew Jared and me. Where was Rashford? How come all of a sudden he was nowhere to be found? And was the President aware his personal aide was absent today?The one person who could keep an eye on him for me
DENISE"Sign this, pumpkin." My step father walked into the living room and slid some documents across to me.I squinted as though I couldn't catch a clear glimpse of the neatly typed words. "What is this? What am I signing?""When do you start asking questions, princess?" He was a bit surprised.I had never questioned his motives nor hesitated whenever he asked for something but after what Adam had told me, I knew I had to be careful. It hurt me so bad that the man I had trusted would want to do this to me.I hadn't confronted him because Derek Kellers was not a man one could easily break. I needed time to confirm Adam's words and also plan."Since when you decided to betray me." There! I had said it. It was finally off my chest. He made an attempt to laugh it off. "You're kidding, right? Why would you even think of such?""Because it's true." I spat, anger making turbulent waves within."If you're joking, stop it darling. Why would I want to betray you?" Was he going to continue pl
JAREDI noticed something was wrong the moment I stepped feet into Johnson Investment company headquarters in New York. Staff were all present at work but there was this tension and fear clouding all of their gloomy faces. As soon as they saw me, they began to move away, avoid looking me in the eye. This was not right. My brows furrowed as I made my way to the receptionist desk. She gulped. "S-sir, do you need anything?""Why are you acting like this? What is wrong?" I'd never seen any of my staff be this scared to see me. "S-sir?" She was obviously perplexed by my question as though she wasn't expecting me to ask that and her fear increased because she probably had no idea what to reply me. "What is wrong?" I asked again."S-sir, y-you came in this m-morning..." She swallowed the rest of her words. "But I didn't..." I mouthed the word 'fuck' as realization dawned on me. I headed for my private elevator, nerves knotting tight alongside anger squeezing dry my heart. The elevator
"Why did you want to see me?" I was all stern and business the moment I spotted him sitting at a lonely spot in the gardens of that hotel I'd had the mistake of meeting him. I wondered why kept wanting us to see here."Have a seat first, babe." He rose to help me draw out my chair. I smacked his hand away. "I can draw my own chair, thank you. And don't ever call me babe. I'm not your babe.""I'm sorry." He began. "Is that what I'm here for? A stupid apology over a past you made happen with your friend Jerome?" I quirked a brow, trying not to show my annoyance. "I can not be sorry for that enough. I was young and foolish." "It was six years ago, idiot. Not sixteen years ago. How young could you be when you already were a married man?" I sneered. "Six years ago is such a long time, babe..." I shot him a warning glare. "Sorry, Hailey. I have grown over the years and realized my folly.""Only because Denise dumped your sorry ass. You loved her more than you ever loved me and while i
"I don't want you to think much of it anymore, Jared. One conflict at a time." I reassured him.We were driving home from the bar he had asked me to meet him at. He was quite drunk, it was a struggle getting him to stop drinking and come home with me.His car was left in the care of the valet who I'd paid well to keep it safe till tomorrow, we were riding home in mine. "How can I not think of it? A lot of things are going wrong and there seem to be no solution for any. Zaya died, no one could save her. There was a scandal, you saved me but now there's an even bigger price to pay for that, which brings us to Nina. The President and his family are going through rough patches and I just discovered my secretary is the President's daughter, though illegitimate. Jerome is back in the picture and has taken my hard work of ten years, if not more. I..." He swallowed, his eyes dry but hard and red."I know and soon we'll get things sorted. Let's just do it one after the other. Let's try to fin
THREE YEARS LATER...I stood outside in front the prison's huge gate, Zion and Zaya, still having their sibling rivalry, stood beside me. I paid them no mind. The day they would not argue, I would be genuinely worried. Jared stood beside me as I held a cardboard paper in view, waiting for her. "Where is she?" I questioned impatiently.Uncle Pete and Miss Nancy were home, they couldn't come because Miss Nancy had just put to bed a beautiful set of twin boys. The twin gene was really strong in the Johnson family. Celine was due at any moment. Funny right? Dylan had proposed a year after my wedding. Celine was expecting her first child but was advised to stay home and to stress as little as possible. That was what happened when your husband was a big shot doctor.The gates opened and there she was. I beamed.Zion and Zaya, now eight years of age, ran forward in unison, forgetting their meaningless squabble. "Aunt Denise!""Hey!" She opened her arms, stooping to hug them only they wer
When I finally came to, the first thing I heard was the steady beeping of the heart's monitor. I blinked reflexively as the bulb overhead hurt my eyes some. I tried to raise myself to a sitting position but a groan escaped my lips."Hailey." Someone rushed to the bed, helping me to sit up.It was Jared. "W-what happened? I had a dream. A weird dream." I told him, looking quite disoriented. "Really? What kind of dream was that?" He asked, tucking hair behind my ears. "I saw Zaya. Zion was holding her hand and they...they..." Emotions swamped me, making it difficult for me to continue speaking.I swallowed hard, trying to dislodge tears suck in my throat. He heaved a sigh. "It was not a dream, baby. Zaya is alive. I'm as shocked as you are but after uncle Pete and Miss Nancy explained all that happened, I am just thankful she's alive." Emotions rose to his throat. "No." I shook my head, not wanting to believe. "No, no. Zaya died. I saw her body. She...she laid there unconscious an
"Thank you Brenda, you did a superb job." I shook hands with the very pretty bartender dressed in revealing clothes as the cops threw handcuffs around the wrists of drugged, oblivious Philip and Derek.Finally, I did it. Actually, to be fair, I had help. Jared and me had tracked them to the location Denise had provided and it was true. I realized they frequented a rundown bar at this remote area and they were smart to because no one would have ever traced them here."It's my pleasure. Plus, the money was too good to pass up." She seemed pleased with herself. "Just a second." I left her to go get my checkbook and pen from my bag sitting in the car. I returned to her with these, wrote a figure and extended it to her. "This is thank you for a job well done."She took the check, her eyes bulged in both excitement and shock. "This is freaking much! What the hell do I do with so much money?"My eyes did a quick sweep of her work environment, then moved back to her. "You can pursue your dr
"I don't know why you brought me here. You could have come alone." I folded my arms, staring with a displeased expression at the entrance of the police station. "You need this." Jared said, turning off the engine and unbuckling his seatbelt. "Aren't you getting out?""I told you I'm not ready. I don't know what to tell her. I'm not even sure I want to talk to her, I can't forget the fact that she had a hand in my father's death.""Fine. Then don't talk, let me do the talking. I just want you to be available so you can hear the information she has. You want Philip and Derek to pay for what they have done to you, don't you?" He shifted to face me. "I guess." My tone was reluctant."Good, because I want Philip to pay for killing my father." His jaw tightened.I frowned a little. "You've never been this upset ever since...I don't know, he was your father-in-law.""A big mistake. My father's death ruined my family with my mother as an accomplice." His words were bitter to the ears. I pl
I was dressed for the event — a simple tank top and distressed denim shorts. It was time to pluck off another adversary.I opened the door and turned on the lights. "There you are." My smile was anything but welcoming or friendly. "And I thought I smelled a rotten fish." She spat, looking unkempt and dirty. And she was tied to a chair. "Oh, that'll be you seeing as you haven't had your bath in like...well, weeks." I drew a chair from the wall, placed it few feet from hers and sat. "Forgive my lack of hospitality, I've been busy.""It's been a while. What do you want?" Her once shiny red hair was now a matted mess. "Revenge." I simply said. As though on cue, I heard a rap on the door. I opened it to allow Celine and Jared walk in. Jared was carrying a box of things I'd asked for. "You bitch! You think I'm scared of you?" She was trying to act strong but the little quiver in her voice gave her away. "I think you already are." I emptied the contents in the box.I heard her gasp. "
"Room 48." I mumbled, blowing nerves away. I was here and there was no turning back. Uncle Pete and Jared had no idea where I was going. I'd lied about picking some things for Zion from the store. This should be over in no time. I raised a fist and rapped gently but firmly on the door. "Who's that?"Two of the cops had followed me upstairs but were hiding from view. That sounded like the President's voice. I knocked again, cleared my tone in a bit to disguise it and said. "Room service."There was seconds of silence, then the padding of feet coming towards the door. The door opened. "We didn't order any..." The rest of his words were drowned by shock."Hello, Mr. President." I plastered on a smile. "Can I come in?" He was yet to see the cops."Get out." Fear and anger had him growl out those words. He tried to shut the door in my face but before he succeeded, I had a foot stuck between the door and used all of my power to push it open, making him lose balance and fall to the gro
"Uncle Pete!" I dashed into the room to envelope him into a hug, not minding the presence of Miss Nancy and a nurse. He hugged me back, his chuckle a bit weak. "I missed you too."I blinked my eyes, struggling back tears and swallowing emotions lodged stubbornly in my throat. "I'm so glad you're okay, uncle Pete. I...I... thought..." I couldn't even say the words out loud. "You thought what? I'm going nowhere for a long, long time, babygirl."My heart swelled with both gratitude and love for the man. It was the first time he would be using such an endearing term in that soft, affectionate tone. "You'd better not.""Can't...breathe." He said, still hugging me. "Thank you for saving my life. Thank you." I sniffled. "I owe you everything, my life included." "I did what I'm supposed to do, Hailey. You don't have to thank me for that." He rubbed my back. I held onto him for a few more moment. "Save some for us, Hailey." Celine who had come with me chuckled. I let go, finally paying
Jared unbuckled my seatbelt and pulled me onto his laps, I could not stop sobbing. "Shh. It's okay.""I...I..." I hiccuped, words failing me. "You don't have to say anything now." His hand on my back, comforting and soothing was a bit helpful."But...oh God. I don't want to believe her, but..." I trailed off as more tears interrupted my speech."Me too. I thought she just being her sly self but when I heard her talk, I knew she wasn't lying."I sniffled back snot, raising my head to look at him. "You heard her talk? When?""When we worked together. See, everyone makes mistakes, including your father. And that mistake led to his untimely, unfortunate demise. Denise too and we both know where the mistake landed her.""I can't imagine being poor and having a rich father who didn't want you. I know my dad was wrong to have pretended Denise didn't exist but killing him didn't solve anything. She only killed the man I've loved all my life till the day he died.""And I'm sorry for that. I
"He's not our son." Was the only argument I could come up with. Disappointment and disbelief darkened his eyes. "So you're prepared to let that young boy who left his country to provide a life for himself and his family to die in a fight that doesn't concern him? Coming from you, a mother?"Guilty speared, so I kept mute, partly to reflect. "Look, babe, I know you've been through a lot and Kazim was giving every information to bring every injustice to an end and the people responsible to book and he has done a wonderful job so far, but it was getting too heated. He was digging in too deep and I feared it was only a matter of time before he would wound up dead probably in some remote location. I know you're a good person and would never want to put his life at risk, you just wanted to fight back the only way you knew how."I hated that the anger was no longer aimed at him. I felt ashamed that he'd considered the risks while I was only interested in what Kazim had to offer. "Where is