Chris’s POVI took in her words, this meant some good news, to be honest. This meant that she knew what I had come to find out about. This meant that she knew about my real family. I had already made peace with the fact that my father was never going to tell me anything about where I was really from. I nodded, understanding the gravity of her words. “I know. But I can’t keep living this lie, Aunt Maze. I can’t keep pretending to be someone I’m not, someone my father wants me to be.”It was much easier when I did not know that I was not a true Kingston, but now that I knew, I just needed to do something about it. She sighed, closing her notebook and setting aside her pen, her facial features weary yet resolute. “Very well. What is it that you want to know?” Wait, was she serious? Was she really going to tell me? I tried my best to hide my excitement and to keep a straight face. Taking a deep breath and steeling myself for what was to come, I tried to find the perfect question to ask
Chris’s POVAunt Maze’s admission left me speechless, a whirlwind of emotions swirling inside me. So it was Mr. Kingston who had made the decision to accept me into the family and not her? “I…I don’t know what to say,” I murmured, feeling some confusion and betrayal gnawing at my insides. I glanced at the coffee that sat on the table in front of me. I picked it up and took a sip in an attempt to stop the tornado of emotions that had awakened in me. She reached out, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder. “I’m sorry, Chris. I know it sounds awful. But you have to understand that I was looking out for us.”I set the cup of coffee down, it was bitter to the taste, but I did not mind, I needed something strong anyway. “Of course, I understand.” And yeah, I did, but that did not mean that I was not hurt. “As I was saying,” My aunt continued. “Our father had asked us to make the decision, I had said no and my brother said yes. But of course, I was the woman and he was the man, so his o
Chris’s POVMeghan’s request caught me off guard, a mixture of frustration and disbelief bubbling within me. After everything she had put me through, she had the audacity to ask me for money.“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I muttered under my breath, struggling to contain my anger. “You expect me to just hand over money after what you have done?” There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before she spoke again, her voice tinged with desperation. “Chris, please. Look, I have nowhere else to turn. I need this money to take care of myself…and our unborn child.”Her words struck a chord deep within me and I sighed. Despite everything, she was still carrying my child, and I could not ignore that fact. “Fine,” I relented, begrudgingly. “I will try to transfer the money to you, but this is the last time I’m helping you out. You hear me?” But I knew that would be a lie, I was now forever linked to her through our unborn child, and I was always going to help her out from now on.
Linda’s POVIt was early in the morning, maybe around five-thirty. So yeah, it was really early. I rolled out of bed to my alarm ringing. I had taken into my new routine, jogging by six. I would do some stretches, grab my water bottle, eat a breakfast bar, and do a few things before leaving. I took my phone as I headed to the bathroom, the light in the room was still off but my eyes were already adjusted to the dark so I had nothing to worry about. Checking the notifications on my screen, I happened to see one that caught my attention. And the one that had caught it was a notification from my banking app that a million dollars had been withdrawn. “What the f*ck?” I asked under my breath, rubbing my eyes to make sure that I was seeing this right. A million dollars? This had to be Chris, it had to be. But why would he withdraw that kind of money without talking to me first? We had discussed and come to an understanding about tour finances, hence the joint bank account. I double-che
Linda’s POVAs I bent down to pick up the yellow folder, a sense of curiosity mingled with the remnants of my annoyance. It felt too deliberate, too calculated to be a mere accident. Or maybe I was being paranoid. I had been through a lot, so it would make sense if I was just analyzing things way too deeply. “Gosh, I’m so sorry, are you okay?” The woman asked me, she was very pretty and looked innocent. But that did not mean that she was.I flashed her a smile and said, “Yeah, I’m good. It’s alright, don't worry about it, we all make mistakes.” I handed the folder to her.“Oh, that’s not for me,” She replied smoothly, without missing a beat. “It belongs to you.”I furrowed my eyebrows, shaking my head slowly as I glanced at the folder once more. It felt very light in my hand.I chuckled lightly. “I’m sorry but I don’t think it is.” I gestured for her to take it from my hand. I knew that it belonged to her, so why was she pretending that I didn’t?I had seen it fall from her when she
Linda’s POVI was standing there, looking at him. What was I going to tell him? How was I going to explain this?And the thing was, I had to explain it, I could not lie, he already had the folder. My best guess was that he had gone through its content too.“It’s complicated,” I began, adjusting the towel around my body. I did not mind that he was in here while I was almost naked, with only a towel.I did not care, and neither did he. That was how we had grown up. “Complicated how? Linda, do we need to call the police?” He stood to his feet, closing the folder and holding it in his hand.My eyes lingered on it for a few seconds before I looked at him. “Okay, I will explain. But no police. And you have to give me time to get dressed.”He squinted his eyes a bit while he stared at me. After a few seconds, he nodded. “Okay, but the folder comes with me.”“Ben…”“It’s not up for negotiation,” He replied as he walked towards the door, unlocking it and then stepping outside. I sighed and t
Linda’s POVRisks. Life was full of them, and honestly, I don’t think that we could run away from them. After that early morning jog that I could not finish because of the fear that was now gripping my heart, I now had to deal with a creepy note from god-knows who. And that was not all, this person had been watching me. This house was protected, like, very protected. So it caused goosebumps to cover my skin when I thought about the fact that the person who had made sure that I got the folder had managed to get a picture of me sleeping in my bed. The very scary thing was that it did not look zoomed or anything. It looked as if the person was right on the balcony that was separated by a glass door in my room. Could it be a guard that worked here and he wanted to blackmail me for some money? Could it be some random person from the internet? I was the wife of a CEO billionaire, and after Chris’s scandal, my face had been plastered on almost all of the internet and news channels. So y
Linda’s POVI could not help but chuckle a bit. I was grateful for our mother, she was sweet and very humble. Despite the fact that she was the wife of a rich and successful businessman, she was not prideful in the least. “Let’s hurry up and wrap this up before Mom gets suspicious, you know how she gets,” Ben advised, standing to his feet and placing his phone back into his pocket. “So, um…as I was saying, we need to find out who took the picture. From what it looks like, I don’t think it was zoomed.” The thought of someone standing right outside of the glass door that led to my balcony, watching me, sent a chill down my spine. The thought of calling the police and letting them handle this was tempting but I did not want to make this even worse than it already was. At least if I knew who was behind it, then I could involve the authorities, and even Fallon, because she worked with the FBI also. “That’s sick,” Ben murmured. “I’m so sorry,” He tried to comfort me, but I shrugged it o