Chapter 39Olivia opened her eyes and found herself in an unfamiliar environment. She quickly sat up. Christian noticed that she had woken up, so he rushed to her side. “Where am I?"Christian sighed in relief before answering her. “The doctor said it was low blood sugar. Does this happen often?"Olivia looked around for a while. “It's nothing serious. It had only happened to me twice before this."Christian nodded. “Well, you don’t need to worry anymore. Marcus has been arrested."As soon as she heard the good news, Olivia immediately burst into tears of joy or relief—she wasn’t sure which one it was.Later that afternoon, Olivia returned home with Christian after being discharged from the hospital. After they got home, they met Eunice who was visibly worried that she’d not seen Olivia. “Olivia, where have you been?" Eunice rushed over to ask as soon as she saw Olivia behind Christian at the door.Christian and Olivia looked at each other in subtle understanding and quickly gave an e
Chapter 40Olivia’s heart stopped at Christian’s words. She blinked, trying to process what he had just said. “Marcus…? "He's dead?” The weight of those words crashed over her like a tidal wave, but instead of relief, a heavy, sick feeling settled in her stomach.Christian’s face was hard, his jaw clenched as if trying to maintain his composure. “Yes. It was confirmed just a few minutes ago. An apparent suicide, but I’m not convinced.”Olivia’s legs felt weak, and she stepped back into the room, clutching the door frame for support. Christian followed her inside, his presence filling the space as the tension between them seemed to evaporate in the face of this new revelation.“How?” she managed to ask, her voice barely above a whisper. She couldn’t comprehend it—Marcus had been such a constant threat in her life, lurking in the shadows, controlling her fear. And now, just like that, he was gone?“They found him in his cell,” Christian said, his voice grim. “The security around him was
Chapter 41Olivia sighed at Ruth’s reminder. “That was ages ago. I even met him in Christian’s company, apparently he works there”."Hmm..." Ruth let out a wicked laugh.“Ruth, what are you planning in that head of yours again? Don’t do it”, Olivia warned her friend.“What do you mean? I’m not planning anything. I’m just thinking. You know what? "I'm coming over."It was not even up to an hour before her phone started buzzing again.“Christian should be home soon, right?" Ruth asked, with a current undertone in her voice.“Ruth, you don’t need to come over. I’m fine. Really.”“Too late." I’m already halfway there,” Ruth’s voice chirped through the speaker. Olivia could hear the sound of traffic in the background, confirming her friend’s determination. “We need to talk about this Emmanuel thing—and about Christian.”“Ruth-” Olivia began, but she was cut off.“Nope, don’t ‘Ruth’ me. I’m not letting you wallow in silence. I’ll be there in fifteen minutes. Put the coffee on.”Olivia sighe
The words hung in the air between them, and for a long moment, Christian said nothing. His gaze remained steady, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes—something Olivia couldn’t quite place. “Olivia, I told you from the beginning not to expect more.”“I know!” she said, her voice trembling. “But I can’t help but feel how I feel. You’re not the only one affected by this Christian. I’m trying to hold on, but it’s getting harder every day. And I can’t just turn off my feelings like a light switch.”Christian sighed, running a hand through his hair. “This is exactly why I wanted to keep things simple, Olivia. I can’t give you what you want.”“What I want is to feel like I matter,” she said quietly. “Like I’m more than just a pawn in your business deal. Like I’m more than just Eunice’s nanny.”“You do matter,” Christian said, his voice softer now. “But I can’t give you more than that. My focus has always been on the company, on protecting Eunice. I can’t afford to be distracted b
Chapter 43The next morning, Christian left home without having breakfast. He was openly avoiding Olivia at this point. However, Olivia had already trained her mind not to think about it. If there was one thing she had control over, it was her focus on Eunice.She turned to watch Eunice who was happily munching on the chocolate muffin she was having for breakfast.“Olivia, these muffins are really good. Can you make some for me tomorrow evening?" she asked excitedly, swinging her legs under the table.Olivia smiled, her heart warming at how easily the girl could lift her mood. “Of course, I can. I can even make some with white chocolate chips on top."Olivia’s gaze softened as she watched Eunice happily nod in agreement. It amazed her how much joy she got from caring for this child. Maybe because, in these small moments, Olivia could forget the storm raging in her life. Watching Eunice enjoy her meal, the idea suddenly struck her.“Eunice, how about we take Uncle Christian’s lunch to
Chapter 44Olivia looked at the dark screen of her phone and smiled. "Christian," she called. He turned to face her.“Ruth called and she said she has a big surprise for me, but the way she said it, it felt like she wasn’t referring to only me. She's coming over this evening to visit”, she informed him, searching for his reaction to the mention of Ruth’s name.Christian looked at Olivia with a wry look on his face. His interaction with Ruth from the previous afternoon flashed through his head and he groaned. “Whatever. You two can do whatever you want," he said coldly.Soon after, they heard a buzz from his phone. It was Josh."Beautiful!" Christian exclaimed. “Josh said he'd come over in the evening too. We’re leaving the office together," he continued.Later that evening, the Mason mansion was alive with quiet anticipation. The soft hum of the air conditioning and the occasional clinking of dishes in the kitchen filled the air as Olivia paced restlessly in the living room, waiting
Chapter 45Olivia looked at him as if he was a stranger who wanted to harm her. His words hung in the air between them like a dark cloud, and the tension was palpable. She didn’t know what to say—what could she say? It looked like she had fallen for the wrong person.Christian took a cautious step toward her, his face unreadable, though Olivia could see a flicker of regret in his eyes. “Olivia,” he began, his voice softer than before. “I didn’t want you to find out like this. I was going to tell you, I swear.”She turned away from him, her hands clenched tightly at her sides. “You were going to tell me?” she repeated, her voice colder than she intended. “When? After you dug through everything? After you confirmed whatever it is you’re looking for?”Christian exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair in frustration. “I’m not trying to hurt you, Olivia. I’m trying to protect Eunice, to protect all of us. Oh God! How do I explain this?”Olivia let out a bitter laugh, shaking her h
Chapter 46Olivia’s fingers tightened around the edge of the counter as Christian lingered in the doorway, keeping her back to him trying to feign focus on the dishes in front of her but her mind raced, trying to brace for whatever was coming next. She had no desire to talk to him, not after what transpired the night before. The hurt of his distrust still hung heavy between them, and Olivia wasn’t ready to face it—at least not now, not when Eunice was so blissfully unaware of the tension in the room.“Morning, Uncle Christian!” Eunice’s cheerful voice cut through the icy silence, her face lighting up as she waved her fork in his direction.Christian walked over to Eunice, ruffling her hair. “How’s my little princess this morning?”“Good! Olivia made some chicken risotto," she replied happily.“Lucky you,” Christian said with a strained smile. His eyes flickered toward Olivia again, but she continued to avoid him.“You want some?" Eunice asked again, pushing her plate towards Christia
Chapter 95The city buzzed outside Christian’s office as he paced back and forth, his frustration mounting with every passing moment. The images of the child’s shoe and the signs of activity at the warehouse lingered in his mind, but the security team had turned up nothing more. It was a dead end—a cruel tease that brought them no closer to finding Eunice.He stopped by the window, staring out at the skyline, his reflection staring back at him. His face was worn, lines of exhaustion etched deeply around his eyes. But there was no room for rest. He had promised Olivia he would bring Eunice home, and failure wasn’t an option.The sharp ring of his phone broke his thoughts. He snatched it off the desk. “Josh?”“No updates yet,” Josh said, his voice cautious. “We’ve combed through the warehouse and surrounding areas. Whoever was there cleared out fast.”Christian’s grip on the phone tightened. “And the security footage?”“Nothing useful,” Josh admitted. “They avoided cameras, and any reco
Chapter 94The late morning sun cast long shadows over Ruth’s apartment as Christian approached the door. His steps were heavy, the weight of recent events bearing down on him. The tension from his last argument with Olivia loomed large, and he braced himself for an icy reception.Ruth answered the door with a sharp glance, her eyebrow arching as if to say, "What do you want?" She leaned against the doorframe, her arms crossed.“Christian,” she said, her tone clipped. “Didn’t expect to see you here. Thought you’d be too busy playing lone wolf to come and actually talk to your wife.”Christian inhaled deeply, already regretting his decision to come in person. “I’m here to see Olivia,” he said evenly.“She’s in the living room,” Ruth replied, stepping aside but not before adding, “Try not to ruin her day any further.”Christian clenched his jaw but said nothing, stepping into the cozy apartment. Olivia was seated on the couch, her back straight, hands clasped in her lap. The moment she
Chapter 93The air in Christian’s study was stifling, the faint smell of leather and old wood doing little to calm his frayed nerves. He paced the room, the phone pressed to his ear.“I can guess you heard about Eunice from your mother, but who told you about Olivia?” Christian demanded, his tone not so cool.“That’s the thing. Why do I know so much about your life?” the caller questioned bitterly. “Don’t play games with me,” Christian retorted.The caller sighed. “I think my mom is involved in the kidnapping of Eunice. I can’t say for sure, but she’s someone who will go miles to get what she wants.”Christian could not believe his ears. He blinked, looking at his screen. “I’m not going to listen to you say rubbish.”“I know,” the caller continued. “I know it’s difficult to believe my mother is capable of something like that, but she is. Haven’t you seen the signs? She always tried to pit you and me together for some sort of marriage alliance, but thankfully your mom never agreed to i
Chapter 92The morning sun struggled to penetrate the heavy fog that hung over the mansion, inside and out. Christian’s world remained shrouded in uncertainty. His usually clean and sharp demeanour was nowhere to be found. His beard had grown, forming a stubble around his jaw. He stood in the operations room, his jaw set as he scanned the large map pinned to the wall. Pushpins marked locations of interest, each representing a lead that had fizzled into nothing.Josh entered, carrying a stack of papers and his laptop. His face was grim, but his eyes held a spark of determination. “The lead we traced last night,” he began, setting the laptop down. “It’s thin, but it’s something.”Christian crossed his arms, leaning against the desk. “What have you got?”Josh tapped at the keyboard, pulling up an email. “We found another account connected to Elise’s network. It’s tied to a property on the outskirts of the city—an old storage facility. I’ve sent a team to check it out, but—”“Don’t say it
Chapter 91The house had never felt this still. It wasn’t just quiet—it was suffocating. Christian sat in his study, his hands gripping the edge of his desk as the faint glow of his laptop illuminated the room. It was past midnight, but sleep had become a stranger to him. Each time he closed his eyes, the image of Eunice’s frightened face haunted him.And then there was Olivia.He had replayed their argument in his mind a hundred times, each iteration leaving a bitter taste in his mouth. The anger that had fuelled his words now seemed hollow, replaced by a gnawing ache he couldn’t ignore. He had hurt her—pushed her away when he needed her most.The phone on his desk buzzed, breaking his thoughts. It was a message from Josh: “Team just sent me something. Check your email.”Christian opened the file Josh had forwarded. It was footage from a security camera near the warehouse. A black van had been spotted leaving the area shortly before their team arrived. The license plate was barely vi
Chapter 90The mansion felt emptier than ever, even with everyone inside. Olivia sat in the dimly lit living room, staring at the untouched cup of tea Ruth had placed before her hours ago. Christian hadn’t spoken to her since they returned from the failed rescue attempt at the warehouse. Not a single word, not even a glance in her direction. His silence was louder than any accusation could have been.From across the room, Ruth watched Olivia carefully. Her brows knit with concern. Josh entered, his laptop tucked under his arm. “Any updates?” Ruth asked softly.Josh shook his head, his expression grim. “No leads." The trail went cold after the warehouse. "I've got a few people digging into Elise’s connections, but...” He hesitated, glancing toward Christian, who stood by the window, his back to everyone.Olivia couldn’t take it anymore. She pushed herself up from the couch and crossed the room to meet him. “Christian,” she began, her voice small but steady. “We need to talk.”He didn’t
Chapter 89Olivia and Ruth were pacing around in the in the stifling atmosphere. Olivia sat on the edge of the couch, her hands twisting the scarf that had now become a cruel reminder of Eunice’s abduction. Ruth hovered nearby, her calming presence a balm Olivia desperately clung to. Meanwhile, Christian and Josh were locked in a flurry of activity, coordinating with law enforcement and private investigators. Every phone call, every lead, seemed to come up short.Olivia’s chest felt like it was being crushed under the weight of helplessness. Eunice is out there somewhere. Alone. Frightened. The thought nearly undid her. She forced herself to focus on Christian’s promise. He would move mountains to bring Eunice home. He had to.“We’ve got a lead,” Josh announced, though his tone lacked the confidence she had hoped for. “The car was spotted in an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city. A team is already on the way.”Olivia bolted to her feet. “I’m coming with you.”Christian’s
Chapter 88There was a long, tense pause before Christian responded, his voice cold and clipped. “I’m on my way. Stay there and don’t let anyone leave until I get there.” Olivia ended the call, her mind racing. Who had taken Eunice, and how had they known enough to impersonate Christian? As fear churned in her chest, she forced herself to stay calm, knowing she needed to keep her head clear.Olivia quickly dialled Josh’s number, her hands trembling. He picked up almost immediately. “Olivia? What’s wrong?” Josh’s normally laid-back tone was laced with alarm. “Eunice... she’s gone,” Olivia said, barely able to keep her voice steady. “The teacher said someone who looked like me picked her up. Christian’s on his way, but I need you and Ruth to check if she somehow made it home.”“What?!” Josh barked, his disbelief evident. In the background, Olivia heard Ruth asking what was happening. “We’re on it,” Josh said firmly. “Stay calm. We’ll call you back as soon as we check the house.” Olivia
Chapter 87The sun rose over the Mason mansion, bathing its grand façade in golden light. Christian stood in the kitchen, dressed in a sharp navy suit, scanning through his emails on his phone while sipping his morning coffee. The distant sound of Eunice’s giggles echoed upstairs, followed by Olivia’s cheerful voice coaxing her to finish her breakfast.The excitement of the day was palpable. It was Parents’ Sports Day at Eunice’s school, and the young girl could barely contain her enthusiasm.“Uncle Christian! Olivia!” Eunice’s voice rang out as she bounded into the kitchen. She wore a bright yellow T-shirt with the school logo and black athletic shorts, her hair tied back in a ponytail that swayed as she moved.Christian smiled, setting down his coffee. “Ready for your big day, champ?”“More than ready!” Eunice grinned, clutching a water bottle and a small towel. “Are you coming with us?”Christian crouched to her level and brushed a stray strand of hair from her face. “I’ll drive yo