Xavier's features softened, his anger swiftly transforming into remorse. "No, Brixlee," he whispered, regret etched in his voice. "I'm the one who should be sorry. I didn't mean to react like that. It's just a painful memory, one I haven't fully come to terms with."Brixlee nodded, understanding glimmering in her eyes. She couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for Xavier, realizing that beneath his composed exterior lay unresolved emotions. Silently, they both made their way back downstairs, joining his family once more.The atmosphere was lighter now, as if a shadow had been lifted. Brixlee tried to push aside her own unhappiness and immerse herself in the warmth of Xavier's family gathering. She exchanged smiles and pleasantries, but her inner turmoil lingered, a reminder of the difficult path she had chosen.… The office was eerily quite, as if someone had died and Nathan knew exactly what was wrong. Brixlee wasn’t at the office. He knew well enough that she wouldn’t b
Two days later, Brixlee decided to finally go back to the office. That morning before she left home, she had started having a bad feeling about it. Maybe she wasn’t ready to face Nathan yet? Maybe she didn’t have to go back?As she walked into the office, Nathan and Tyler weren’t there yet. She took her seat and inhaled deeply, questioning her inner instincts and as she did, the door slowly creaked open and Nathan appeared. Nathan’s heart raced when he saw Brixlee, it felt too soon. He wasn’t ready to tell her the whole truth about the bet, he wasn’t even sure if Allison hadn’t got to her first.Their eye met and Brixlee could feel her heart sink to her stomach. She could feel her heart race as Nathan walked up to her, stopping right in front of her desk.She managed to find her words, “Good morning, Mr Grey” her voice trembled under the weight of her grief."Brixlee," Nathan began, his voice tinged with a mix of guilt and desperation, "we need to talk."Brixlee nodded solemnly as
Brixlee walked into the cafe, deep in her thoughts. Samantha, Xavier’s sister had called her that she needed to talk to her. Although she wasn’t sure why Samantha wanted to see her, she saw her waving at her as she spotted her entering the cafe.She took her seat facing Samantha. “Hey, Sammy”Samantha smiled brightly. “Brixlee. I’m so glad you came” she said and smiled again. “Tyler wanted me to talk to you”Brixlee wasn’t sure why Tyler sent Samantha to talk to her but she remained calm anyways. Although, Tyler had been blowing up her phone for a few days after she had quit her job but she never answered his calls. She knew what he wanted to tell her.“He did?” She asked feigning intrest.“Yes. He said you quit your job and he’s not sure why.” Samantha explained further.Memories of Nathan’s betrayal flashed through a mind and once again, she found herself fighting to keep her emotions in check.She slowly forced a smile. “It’s nothing, Samantha. Tell Tyler not to be worried abou
Nathan couldn't let Xavier's threats deter him from seeking the truth. Brixlee deserved to know the kind of man she was about to marry. "You can threaten me all you want, Xavier, but I won't back down. Brixlee deserves to be free from your lies."Xavier let out a wicked laugh, his voice cutting through the air, “Like you’re any better, Nathan. We’re the same! We’re both liars! Don’t act like you’re also innocent. You’ve lied to Brixlee countless of times, it’s my turn to lie now and don’t even try to approach Brixlee, she would never believe a word you say so I’m afraid you have no power whatsoever” he said laughing so hard that Nathan felt disgusted by him.With a steely determination, Nathan turned on his heels and began to leave. Xavier's warning echoed in his mind, but he couldn't let fear dictate his actions. He knew he had to gather evidence, to protect his Brixlee from the web of deceit that had entangled her.As Nathan made his way back to Emily's abandoned house, his heart ra
"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