"It was… I don’t know, ma’am. It was an order from a phone call, and I was paid through an anonymous account. I don’t know who ordered it, ma’am. Please don’t call the cops on me," Marie begged as she scrambled on her knees.Talia was in utter dismay. Marie was ordered. Who could have gone to such lengths just to want her dead? She couldn’t think of anyone except Sophie."Was it a female voice?" Talia asked calmly.No, ma’am, it was definitely a male. Please, ma’am, don’t call the cops on me. I have a kid, a little girl." Marie continued pleading.Talia felt pity for her. "I’m not calling the cops on you, Marie, but I’m afraid you can’t work here anymore. I can’t be sure you won’t try to harm me again." Talia added before she finally walked back to her room.It wasn’t a woman but a man who ordered the hit. How come? It should have been Sophie. She was the one who pushed her into the pool. Or maybe it was her, but she ordered someone else to make the phone call? Probably her assistant,
Her words hung heavy in the room, a testament to the lack of communication and understanding that had clouded this impending marriage.The room fell silent, the air heavy with unspoken tension. Brixlee's gaze shifted from Jessica to the room around her, a beautifully decorated space that seemed to mock her current state of turmoil.“No one felt the need to inform me?!” Brixlee asked as she felt her voice raising in dispair.“I’m sorry, Brixlee, I thought Xavier already told you” Jessica replied slowly.Brixlee slowly got on her feet. “No, I’m sorry for raising my voice. I need a moment to think, Jessica. I’m really sorry” she said as she stormed out of the house. She was getting married? In a week’s time? And she had no idea? She needed to talk to Xavier,it was just too soon.As Brixlee hailed a can, she got in and it took off. She was lost in thoughts as to how the wedding had been scheduled without her knowledge. She was the one getting married wasn’t she? Why then had they made the
How was this possible? There was no visible scratches on Sparks neck. She had been wrong all along? It wasn’t Sophie or Sparks who had been trying to kill her?Her lower lips trembled as tears welled up in her eyes. She felt a knot of guilt twist in her stomach."I... I'm... I'm sorry," Talia choked out, her voice quivering. "I’m really sorry I suspected you."Sophie, still seething with anger, glared at Talia. "I’m glad we’ve been able to clear this whole misunderstanding, Talia. I think you should go and see a doctor tomorrow, just... to be sure all these isn’t all in your head." she said as she retreated to her room. Sparks gave one more look at Talia before he also went to his room.Talia's heart sank at Sophie's words. Maybe she was right? Maybe she had been imagining everything? Maybe was was losing herself mentally? Was it all in her head?Justin’s turned to Talia, his voices filled with concern. "You should go to your room now. I could stay with you if you want"Talia nodded,
As they left the wedding dress showroom, Brixlee and Samantha made their way to a cozy cafe nearby. Sitting across from each other at a small table, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee enveloped them in a comforting embrace. Samantha took a sip of her cappuccino, her eyes twinkling with a mix of warmth and mischief. Sensing the weight on Brixlee's shoulders, she decided it was time to share some insights about her brother, Xavier. "Brixlee," Samantha began, her voice gentle yet earnest. "I know Xavier can be quite the enigma sometimes. I just want to make sure you have a clear picture of who he is before you become his wife." Brixlee raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. She leaned forward slightly, her eyes fixed on Samantha. "Please, go on. I would appreciate any insights you can offer." With a soft sigh, Samantha threaded her fingers together, choosing her words carefully. "Xavier is someone who always puts others before himself. He has a big heart, Brixlee, but he might hold
Lost in a swirl of thoughts, Nathan's gaze wandered beyond the confines of his laptop screen. The room around him seemed to meld into shadows, the outside world dimmed by his racing mind. Every corner of his imagination was alight with questions and speculations, urging him to dig deeper into the mystery that had been unveiled by that chilling recording. What if Emily had truly died by Xavier’s hands? If yes, where was she buried? The recording was enough to prove to Brixlee that he was right all along. Bringing out his phone, he texted the recording to Brixlee. After sending it to her, he realized he needed to be there for her, she would totally break down if she listened to it. Nathan's heart pounded against his chest as he gripped the steering wheel, barely able to concentrate on the road. The bright moon cast long shadows across the sprawling fields, creating an eerie atmosphere that seemed to mirror his growing unease. As his car maneuvered around a sharp bend, a sudden crash
When Nathan regained consciousness, he found himself bound and gagged in an unfamiliar place. Panic coursed through his veins, his heart pounding in his chest as fear settled into every fiber of his being. The room was dimly lit, with the feeble glow of a single light bulb dangling from the ceiling. Dust particles danced lazily in the air, creating an eerie and surrealist tableau.Nathan strained against his restraints, feeling the ropes dig into his flesh, as he desperately racked his brain to understand the motives behind his abduction. The scent of stale air mingled with a damp mustiness, highlighting the sense of confinement and despair that hung heavy in the room.His mind oscillated between moments of despair and determination, caught in a tumultuous whirlwind of emotions. Fear for his own safety battled fiercely with a burning determination to uncover the truth about Xavier, to protect Brixlee from whatever secrets he had stumbled upon.The room remained a sinister backdrop as
Next Day…(Wedding Day) As the sun began to rise on the wedding day, Brixlee sat in front of a large mirror. Samantha bustled around her, preparing her hair and makeup, and fussing with her white ornated wedding dress. Brixlee tried to focus on the task at hand, but her mind was consumed with doubts and fears about the unknown future that lay ahead of her. Brixlee’s grandpa noticed her anxious expression and hurried over to soothe her. "You will be a beautiful bride," her grandpa said, gently patting Brixlee’s arm. "Your groom will be a lucky man to have you as his wife." Brixlee managed a weak smile, but inside, she felt like screaming. Her fate was out of her control, and despite the countless hours of prep and adornment that were being lavished on her, she felt like a prisoner being prepared for sacrifice. It wasn't that she didn't want to get married or start a family, it was just the idea of doing so with with a cruel and evil man made her feel like she was being suffocated. As
She was pregnant, with Nathan’s baby not Xavier’s. Tears welled up in Brixlee's eyes as her hand instinctively cradled her stomach, her mind racing as she tried to navigate the maze of conflicting emotions within her soul.She watched as the doctor left and slowly Nathan walked in.He ran to Brixlee’s bedside and held her hand. “Are you alright?!” he asked, concern etched on his features.“Thanks a lot, for saving me from Xavier’s clutches” Brixlee said, her tone a bit emotional.Nathan reached for her hands and squeezed them gently. “I love you, Brixlee”He slowly pulled her into a tight embrace, and for a moment it felt like the world was still.Slowly, Nathan disengaged the hug and spoke softly. “So, what did the doctor say?”Brixlee slowly let out a sigh. “It’s nothing” she replied looking down at her stomach.Nathan’s heart was slowly racing. “What is it, Brixlee?”Brixlee took a deep breath and spoke, her voice quivering with emotion. "I'm pregnant."Nathan’s eyes widened in dis
The day had arrived, three months after the harrowing incident that had brought their lives to the brink. The grand baby shower was a celebration of life, a testament to the strength and resilience of their bonds. Brixlee stood in her room, a radiant smile gracing her lips as she admired her reflection. Her baby bump had grown substantially.Nathan's voice pulled her from her reverie as he entered the room. His eyes were filled with admiration as he looked at his wife. "You look absolutely stunning, Brixlee."Brixlee's cheeks flushed with a rosy hue as she met his gaze. "Thank you, Nathan. I'm excited for today."He gently took her hand, his touch reassuring as he led her downstairs. The sight that greeted them was breathtaking — the house adorned with beautiful decorations, a testament to the love and care their friends had poured into organizing the event.The party began in full swing, laughter and joy filling the air as friends and loved ones gathered around Brixlee. Each gi
Nathan's heart raced as he was finally freed from the chair he was tied to, his thoughts consumed by the sight of Brixlee, wounded and in pain. He rushed to her side, his arms wrapping protectively around her trembling form. Panic and desperation surged through him as he saw blood seeping from her stomach, his voice a mixture of fear and urgency. "Brixlee, stay with me. Help is on the way. You're going to be okay."Brixlee's breaths came in shallow gasps as she clung to Nathan's presence. She fought to stay conscious, her gaze locked onto Nathan's as she whispered, "I... I'm scared, Nathan."Nathan's voice trembled, his emotions laid bare as he held her close. "I know, Brixlee. I'm here with you. You're strong, and we'll get through this together."Soon, the ambulances arrived. Paramedics swiftly took charge, attending to Brixlee's injuries and stabilizing her condition.With gentle but hurried movements, they placed Brixlee and Fredia onto stretchers, securing them carefully. Nathan'
Just as their hiding spot was about to be exposed, Nathan's swift action shattered the tension. He leaped out of their hiding place, his determination to protect his family evident in his every movement. Brixlee watched in a mixture of terror and admiration as Nathan confronted the masked man.Nathan's bravery did not go unnoticed, and he was swiftly captured by the masked man. Brixlee's breath caught, her grip on her emotions slipping as she watched her husband being led away. Her heart screamed with a mix of worry, helplessness. As the masked men secured Nathan and the others, Brixlee's mind raced, she needed to protect her family. As the masked men's attention was occupied, she seized the moment. With trembling hands and a racing heart, Brixlee stealthily crept out of the kitchen, her footsteps light against the floor. Her heart pounded in her chest, her thoughts consumed by the image of Nathan and the safety of their unborn child. Brixlee ascended the stairs, her steps careful a
“Say hello to my shitty friends” Six masked men stood at the door, their menacing presence causing the room to fall silent. Brixlee's heart raced as her eyes widened in shock. Beside her, Nathan's expression hardened, his protective instincts kicking in. Among the masked men, a figure stood out — Ronnie Anne, a friend who had suddenly turned to a foe. The air grew thick with tension as she locked eyes with Brixlee, her gaze cold and unyielding."Get on your knees!" Ronnie Anne's voice was sharp, her words cutting through the room like a blade. Brixlee's knees trembled, and a shiver ran down her spine as fear gripped her. She sank to her knees, her mind racing to process the unfolding nightmare."Why are you doing this, Ronnie Anne?" Nathan's voice was steady, a pillar of strength amidst the chaos. His attempts to keep Brixlee calm were evident in the gentle squeeze of his hand on her shoulder.Ronnie Anne's lips curled into a sinister smile as she spoke, her voice laced with bitt
Patty's mind raced, and in a split second, she concocted a lie. "Oh, Talia, I was just trying on Brixlee's robe," she said with an attempt at nonchalance, her cheeks flushed.Talia's gaze flickered between Patty and the robe, her expression a mix of disbelief and incredulity. "Trying on Brixlee's robe?" she repeated, a hint of skepticism in her tone. "Why?"Patty shrugged, feigning casualness. "I saw it earlier and thought it might look good on me. You know, I was thinking of getting a similar one."Talia's skepticism lingered, but she seemed to accept the explanation. "Well, okay then. Just... remember to ask next time, alright?"Patty nodded, her heart still racing from the near miss. "Of course, sorry about that," she replied, attempting to appear contrite.With a lingering glance at Patty, Talia turned and left the room, the door closing behind her. Patty let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding, her pulse gradually returning to normal.After a moment to collect hersel
“Brixlee said we should stop by th…the…errr… fortune village to get our fortunes read so we should probably start going” Fredia stammered.Nathan furrowed his eyebrows, “Why should we get our fortunes read?” he asked, confused.“I mean your fortune. She said…by knowing the father’s fortune, you can predict the baby’s future” Fredia explained, hoping Nathan had bought his lie.Surprisingly, he did, “That tracks, that sounds like something Brixlee would say” he said with a smile. “We should get going, i don’t want to miss the movie”As Nathan and Fredia made to leave, Ronnie Anne stopped them.“You’re leaving without finishing the potrait?” She asked, her face suddenly stern.“Yeah, maybe some other time” Nathan replied.Ronnie Anne suddenly scoffed, “Do you always leave everything just like that because you got tired of it?!” she asked as Nathan and Fredia exchanged glances at her suddenly outburst.“Excuse me?” Nathan asked, still surprised.Ronnie Anne quickly cautioned herself, “I’m
Two Weeks Later… The early morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft, golden glow across the room. It was a tranquil Sunday morning, and a sense of excitement filled the air as Brixlee carefully held a vibrant balloon and a small, wrapped present in her hands. She stood beside Nathan's bed, a warm smile playing on her lips as she watched him sleep peacefully.As the gentle rise and fall of his chest indicated that he was starting to stir, Brixlee's heart fluttered with anticipation. She took a quiet step closer to the bed, her eyes fixed on Nathan's serene expression. Today was a day of celebration, a day to shower him with love and joy.Nathan's eyelids fluttered open, and his gaze met Brixlee's, surprise evident in his eyes as he registered her presence. Brixlee's smile widened, and she held the balloon higher, the colorful ribbon dancing in the air. "Happy birthday, Nathan!" she greeted, her voice infused with genuine warmth.Nathan blinked, momentarily
Nathan sat in his office, going through some files. He was engrossed in reviewing a stack of documents when the door swung open, and Paige walked in. Her eyes were fixed intently on her phone, a small smile playing on her lips. Curiosity piqued, Nathan looked up from his work and raised an eyebrow. "Paige, what's got you so captivated?" Paige's gaze shifted from her phone to Nathan, and her smile widened. "Oh, hi Mr. Grey. Sorry to interrupt, but I'm just watching your wife’s show. I'm a big fan of hers." Nathan's interest was piqued, and he leaned back in his chair. "Brixlee's show, huh? What's today's episode about?" Paige's eyes gleaned as she replied, "It's really interesting. She's helping her friend Emily find clarity about her husband." Nathan's curiosity deepened, and he couldn't help but ask, "Clarity about her husband? How so?" Paige's grin grew wider, this was it. Her role was to make sure Nathan watched the podcast or at least learn about it in order to set their
With the shirt still in Brixlee’s hands, she walked out of the bedroom and down the hall to the living room. Nathan was sitting on the couch, engrossed in reading a book. He looked up and smiled warmly as he saw her approach. "Brix, everything okay?" he asked, sensing her unease. Her heart pounded in her chest as she hesitated, unsure of how to bring up the topic. Taking a deep breath, she finally spoke up, her voice tinged with concern. "Nothing, I just wanted to know if you needed anything” she lied, hiding the shirt behind her flowing gown. Nathan's brows furrowed as he looked at her in surprise,"I’m fine, Brix," he replied, going back to the book he was reading. Brixlee's heart sank, her mind racing with possibilities. She wanted to trust Nathan, but the sight of the lipstick stain stirred doubts in her. She couldn’t bring herself to question him also even though it bothered her. She didn’t want anything to come between them or cause any misunderstanding. She made her way