Emily stood tall, her eyes blazing with tears and anger, as she confronted her father. "How could you do this to us?" she screamed, her voice trembling with rage. "You secretly married another woman, who already has a child, without even telling Mom! And now, when Mom and I need you most, you're abandoning us? You're choosing your new family over us, your own flesh and blood!"
Mr. Vincent stood there, his face expressing no remorse at all.
“I don't even understand why you decided to yell and why are you making it a big deal? Don’t you get it? I made a mistake with you and your mother. What do you want Emily?”
“Dad, please...have mercy! Mom's condition is deteriorating rapidly, and despite my multiple jobs, It’s not enough to cover the medical bills. The bills are piling up, and I'm desperate. I've already lost you, Dad; your love and support, I can't bear the thought of losing Mom too. I'll do anything, just please help me cover her hospital expenses. I'm begging you, Dad, don't turn your back on us when we need you the most.”
Mr. Vincent didn't even feel a bit of compassion for his daughter and at this point, he didn't care.
“ I don't even care, Emily and you know what…? I can't help you.”
“You need to understand that I have a better family and for your mother's illness, I can't afford it, it's not even worth it. Just let her die.”
As he walked away, Emily felt like she'd been punched in the gut, leaving her breathless and reeling. She was torn between tears and stunned silence, her mind racing with disbelief. Minutes later, she collapsed onto her bed, tears streaming down her face like a river. Her world was shattered, her dreams and hopes crumbling around her.
"How could I have ever thought I could succeed with a family like this?" she whispered, her voice trembling with anguish. "How could my own father be so heartless, so cruel? He doesn't care about my education, my future, or even my mother's life. He's supposed to love her, but now he's willing to let her slip away. I have to face reality – I'll never graduate, not with a family like this. My only choice is to give up on school and fight for my mother's life. She's all I have left."
But for now, she needs her boyfriend to confide in and let go of a bit of this pain she felt.
She decided to stop by his house the next morning before heading to the hospital to see her mother.
The next morning, Emily freshened up and dressed in a free white gown.
Before stepping out of the house, she tried calling her boyfriend but he was unreachable, his phone was turned off. That made her restless because it was a bit unusual.
She decided to rush down to his apartment with hopes of getting comforted by him, completely unaware of what was coming.
Immediately she got to his apartment, she knocked hoping for him to answer but to her surprise, a lady opened the door.
Emily raised her head to see who it was.
“Sylvia….. What’s happening?”
“What are you doing here?”
“Josh…!!” Emily yelled.
She entered the apartment quickly screaming at Josh.
Josh was shocked to see her. “Emi..Emily..,” he stuttered.
“What are you doing here?”
“You mean what am I doing at my boyfriend’s apartment, what's wrong with you Josh?”
“Why is Sylvia here?”
“I repeat… Why is my stepsister here? Emily asked.
“I can explain,” Josh responded.
“Tell her… I am your girlfriend,” Sylvia said with a sly but triumphant smirk on her face.
“What does that mean? I can't believe this Josh.
Is it true? Answer me, Josh…!” she yelled, with tears threatening to drop.
“Unfortunately, it is true but I can explain,” Josh responded.
“Keep your explanation Josh.. You can't explain anything. You were supposed to be my peace, my happy place but you decided to betray me.”
“She's my stepsister Josh. What makes her so better than me?”
“Just stop it, Emily. I know very well you've been abandoned by your father, your family, and I only put up with you so I could leech on you, but you have nothing right now.
Sylvia here still remains your daddy’s little girl and his favorite daughter.
You don't expect me to stay loyal when you’ve got nothing to offer.” Josh responded aggressively.
“WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK…..Josh, I loved you and I never expected this from you not now, not ever.
I need you more now but see what you've done.
I hate you, Josh. I hate you a lot, Sylvia. You knew I and Josh were in a relationship but you still decided to break me further.
Really Joh? I can’t believe all the people you would do this to me with, it’s her? Emily questions in disbelief.
I curse the day I met you, Josh.”
With tears rolling down her face she uttered those words while leaving Josh’s apartment.
As Emily left the apartment she decided in her heart that she had nothing to do with love anymore and she was all alone betrayed by her father, her boyfriend and her stepsister.
Her only plan was to save her mother’s life no matter what.
With so much pain she tried to compose herself as she made her way to the hospital to see her mother.
Emily got to her mother’s ward as she stood outside the door trying to compose herself and appear less pained.
She got into the room not knowing how to react or what to say.
She sat beside her Mom.
“Hello, Mom.”
Her mother responded in a very low tone barely above a whisper. “Emily.. How are you, my child?”
“You don't have to worry about me Mom, I'm fine. I really hope I can say the same for you. I'm trying my best, Mom.
You’ll be fine soon, I promise.”
Lily, Emily’s mother looked at her child with pity and worry on her already pale face and said slowly
Em? as she fondly called
Yes Mom, Emily responded trying her best to sound okay.
You don’t look so good my dear, are you alright? Is everything okay with your dad at home?
Lily questioned slowly, as it was already a struggle to say so much.
“Of course Mom, everything is fine she lied.”
In her heart, she muttered, “I’m sorry I had to lie to you Mom, you’re going through so much I can’t possibly tell you that the man who had claimed to love you is married to another woman and wants nothing to do with you, that’ll break you and I can’t bear it.”
As Emily uttered those words, the machine beside her began to beep which was unusual.
“What’s happening?” Emily ran out calling out to the doctor and nurses.
“Doctor…!!!!
I don't know what’s happening, the machine is beeping and my mother is not responding.”
Immediately the doctors rushed in, but a few nurses ushered Emily out due to policy.
Emily paced back and forth outside the ward, anxiety eating her up as every second went by, please be fine...Mom....please don’t leave me yet...
These were the words she kept repeating over and over again.
After some minutes, the doctor came out, signaling Emily for a chat.
“Your mother's condition is becoming dire, she's dying Emily.
She needs a kidney transplant as soon as possible and I don't know how long she can sustain.”
Those words hit Emily like a physical blow, she crumpled to the ground, unable to contain her grief, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably with her hands holding on to the doctor like a lifesaving straw she begged incessantly.
“There’s nothing I can do Emily, your mother needs the surgery, and as soon as possible…” He said and walked away.
“Where do I get this amount of money for a kidney transplant?
What should I do?”
With frustration, sadness, and fear written all over her face, she walked slowly towards the ICU standing outside the window and staring at the almost lifeless body of her mother, several thoughts running through her mind, with a firm decision and tears streaming down her face, she silently whispered. “Don’t worry Mom I’ll do anything and everything I can to save you no matter what it is”
Looking lost and helpless Emily walked out of the hospital, the events of that day flashing in her mind non-stop, first her father’s abandonment, then her supposed boyfriend Josh cheating on her with no other person than her stepsister and now her mother’s condition. Somehow she couldn’t help but ask herself why all of this was happening to her, she sauntered on and on wondering what next?....
As Emily trudged through the front door, exhausted and drained, she was met with a hostile reception. Her stepmother, Monica, glared at her,Emily, already exhausted, seemed pretty uninterested, eagerly wanting to get back to her room and rest, till her stepmother half-yelled… “Where the hell do you think you’re going...!!”Confused Emily responds somewhat bewildered ‘Uhmm....my room? Emily walks in regardless of the deathly glares from Monica, her stepmotherElated to finally be alone, Emily stepped into the bathroom for a refreshing shower. The warm water cascaded down her weary body, momentarily soothing her frazzled nerves. Afterward, she trudged back to her bed, collapsing onto the mattress with a deep sigh. She lay flat on her stomach, yearning for the escape of sleep, but her restless mind refused to quiet. Thoughts swirled in her head like a vortex, taunting her with worries and fears, making sleep seem like an unattainable luxury. Despite her exhaustion, Emily's mind remain
As Emily’s shift was about to end, she was approached by one of the VIP playboys- Devin, Lucas’s friend.“Hey, beautiful…, looks like you had a long day,” he said with a sly smile. “I doubt you are being paid well as a waitress… What do you think about doing a strip performance when I visit Nexus next? Emily responded with a disgusted look. “What do you think of me?… huh… a stripper?”“Chill girl, I’ll pay for your service. $300,000? or more if you want” he said with a playful smile.Emily’s eyes widened in shock, her mind ran wild. This is almost exactly what I need for my mother’s surgery. She thought in her mind.“I’ll think about it, Sir,” she said with a hint of embarrassment.Devin responded. “Not bad… Don’t overthink it though that’s a lot of money you’d never get working as a waitress you know and it’s Devin, not Sir. He winked at her before making his way out of Nexus.Unbeknownst to Emily, Lucas had already taken a keen interest in her and instructed Leo to run a background
Emily's mind buzzed from the lingering effects of the alcohol, and drowsiness began to set in. She swayed slightly, trying to process the shocking proposal.Lucas's words echoed in her mind: "Marry me...fake marriage contract...one year...terms and rules..." It all seemed surreal.She looked down at the card in her hand, her vision blurring. Lucas Cole's name and contact information stared back at her, a harsh reminder of the bizarre offer.As she stood there, the room began to spin, and her eyelids grew heavy. The softness of the bed beckoned, and she stumbled towards it, collapsing onto the mattress.The last thing she remembered was Lucas's piercing gaze and the sound of the door closing behind him, leaving her with a decision that could change her life forever.About an hour later, Emily's phone rang, piercing the silence and jolting her awake. She scanned the room, finally spotting her phone on a dressing table. But before she could reach it, the ringing stopped.She picked up t
Hours later, Emily sat still, her gaze glued to the emergency room door. The lights finally went off, She lunged forward from her seated position, her vision blurry from crying the entire time.Emily approached the door and almost immediately the doctor walked out with a concerned countenance, but with Emily being too eager she missed that look.“Doctor? How did it go? Emily questioned with pleading eyes that whatever came out of the doctor's mouth was the good news she had been hoping and praying for”.Doctor? Emily probed...The doctor’s expression remained unreadable “The surgery was a success Emily”, he said solemnly, “but...”Before he could continue, Emily released a breath she didn’t know she’d been holding in. She collapsed to the ground, all her fears dissolved into relief, tears streaming down her face.“Thank you, doctor,” she repeated sobbing. Thank you so much.”Doctor Maxwell’s expression softened, he stared at her, torn between delivering the rest of the news and allow
Emily left to her own thoughts decided to head back to the hospital. She found herself missing Margaret’s warm presence, maybe it’s cause spending time with her had helped her forget her situation for a while.She got to the ward and didn’t find her mother there, panic set in. She raced to the doctors office.A soft knock on the door from Emily and she heard Doctor Maxwell’s voice. “Come in”.She turned the door knob slowly and stepped in, trying to calm her frazzled nerves, she swallows hard, “Uhmm...Doctor? My mother, I....I came and she wasn’t there, did something happen?”“Oh Emily,” he said. Don’t fret, “Your mother’s doing well, she has been transferred to a VIP room and all the medical bills have been cleared, didn’t you know this?”Emily’s stunned silence betrayed her confusion. Lucas’s involvement was unmistakable, it had to be him, she thought. Memories of the contract she had signed without reading flashed in her mind.She wasn’t in the mood to worry about that anyway. Her
Back in Margaret’s mansion, safely escorted home by Mike, she replayed her time with Emily over and over again, and each time she smiled from ear to ear.Lucas drove to the front of the gate, and it opened almost immediately, recognizing his car. He chided himself for taking care of the health and safety of his grandmother; she had always been his greatest support.He pulled up front and parked, impatient to reach the garage. “Joey,” Lucas called to the mansion’s butler.“Yes, sir?” Joey replied.“Where’s she?” he asked.“You mean the chairwoman? She’s in her room sir,” Joey responded.Lucas sprinted to her room. “Grandmother?” he called.“Come in, Lucas,” she responded in a I’m-not-so-pleased-to-see-you tone.He stepped into the room and met his grandmother’s sulking expression; he couldn’t help but smile, anticipating her usual tantrums to evade being scolded for wandering off without anyone’s knowledge.“My sweet grandma,” Lucas coaxed. Only around her did he show his vulnerability
Emily stepped out of the hospital, her emotions in turmoil. Her mum had finally fallen asleep after several attempts to send her home. She kept reminding Emily to tell her father that the surgery was a success and he could come see her now.Emily’s heart felt heavy, Her mother hadn’t completely recovered. It’ll be painful to tell her that the same man she happily spoke about had kicked her daughter out of the house and had not shown any concern when she was on the verge of losing her life.Emily sighed in exasperation, she wouldn’t do that, she would rather Mum remained in oblivion.Emily found herself dialing the same number that had texted her with instructions earlier. She wasn’t ready for what was to come but what choice did she have?She sighed resigning to her faith. “Hello?” she whispered.“Good day Mrs. Cole,” the person she presumed to be Lucas’s assistant readily responded.She was tongue-tied for a moment there. Mrs Cole? Had she heard correctly, she thought.“Mrs Cole?” L
As Emily drifted to sleep, her mind wandered. What had she gotten herself into? A fake marriage, a luxurious mansion, life with a strange billionaire. Thoughts of her mother’s condition and her father’s rejection lingered, causing a bitter feeling to settle in the pit of her stomach.Was this really her only escape? the only choice she could’ve made? Emily’s anxiety resurfaced. What did Lucas expect from her? And of all the people he could’ve gone for as a billionaire he chose her? Emily questioned no one in particular. She was supposed to play the perfect wife, but would she be able to keep up the charade? As she slipped into a restless sleep, Emily’s dreams began to unfold. Images of; her mother’s warm smile, her father’s distant figure, the look of disgust he had on his face when he hit her to protect his perfect daughter, Sylvia. Lucas navigated the winding driveway, the mansion's grandeur unfolding before him. He pulled up to the entrance, where his valet, Spencer, waited.
At the Vincent mediaMr. Vincent sat at his desk, his eyes scanning the financial reports in front of him. He had been investigating the insider finance embezzlement in his media company for weeks, and he was determined to find out who was behind it. Ryan, his trusted assistant, stood beside him, pointing out discrepancies in the accounts."I don't understand how this is happening, Ryan," Mr. Vincent said, his voice tight with frustration. "We have some of the best security measures in place, and yet someone is still managing to siphon off millions of dollars."Ryan nodded sympathetically. "I know, sir. But we're getting close to finding out who it is. I've been going over the transactions, and I think I've found a pattern."Just then, the door to Mr. Vincent's office opened, and his wife, Monica, walked in. She was stunning, with long blonde hair and a bright smile. But Mr. Vincent wasn't fooled. He knew that Monica had been acting strangely lately, and he was starting to suspect tha
As Lucas walked away, Emily couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder at the complexity of their relationship. She had never felt this way about anyone before, and she wasn't sure how to process her emotions. She knew that Lucas was still haunted by his past, and that he struggled with his own demons. But she also knew that he cared for her deeply, and that he would do anything to protect her.As she got ready for bed, Emily couldn't shake off the feeling that something was about to change. She felt a sense of anticipation building up inside her, a sense that the next few days would bring about a turning point in their relationship.The next morning, Emily woke up feeling refreshed and renewed. She got dressed and headed downstairs, where she found Lucas already seated in the dining room, Janet was already making breakfast. He smiled at her as she entered, and Emily felt her heart skip a beat."Good morning," he said, his voice low and husky.“Good morning,” she responded with a gentle
The morning sunlight streamed through the windows of Lucas's mansion, casting a warm glow over the opulent decor. Emily stirred in her bed, feeling a sense of excitement and nervousness as she prepared for her first day back at fashion school. She had agreed to have bodyguards accompany her to and from school, a precaution that Lucas had insisted on after the recent threats from Lara.Meanwhile, Lucas was already up and getting ready for work. He had insisted on driving Emily to school himself, despite her protests that she could take a car service or have one of the bodyguards drive her. He wanted to make sure she was safe, and he couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that had been building up inside him even after Lara's arrest.As Emily came downstairs, Lucas was waiting for her in the foyer, looking handsome and imposing in his tailored suit. He smiled at her, his eyes crinkling at the corners, and Emily felt her heart skip a beat."Ready to go?" he asked, gesturing with his h
Lucas sat behind his massive oak desk, his attention fixed on the stack of reports Leo had compiled about Lara’s suspicious activities. Each piece of evidence pointed closer to her involvement, but nothing was solid enough to confront the authorities. It frustrated him to no end. The intercom on his desk buzzed. “Mr. Cole,” his assistant’s voice came through, hesitant. “Mrs. Lara Jones is here to see you.” Lucas’s jaw tightened. “Send her in.” The doors to his office swung open, and in walked Lara, her every step calculated, her red dress clinging to her figure like a second skin. She carried herself with the confidence of someone who believed she still had power over him. “Lucas,” she purred, her voice dripping with faux innocence as she closed the door behind her. “You look as handsome as ever.” He didn’t rise to greet her. Instead, his piercing gaze stayed locked on her, cold and unyielding. “What do you want, Lara?” She moved closer, leaning on the edge of his desk, he
The tension in the air was palpable as Lucas sat at the head of the dining table that evening, his mind preoccupied with Leo's revelation about Lara. He had always known she was manipulative, but if she was involved in Emily's poisoning, she had crossed a line he could never forgive. Emily sat opposite him, her delicate fingers tracing patterns on the edge of her glass. She could sense Lucas’s distraction, his usual warmth replaced by a cold, distant aura. Though she wanted to ask what was bothering him, she hesitated. He had always been guarded about certain aspects of his life, and tonight seemed no different. “Lucas,” she finally said, her voice soft but steady. “Are you okay? You’ve been quiet all evening.” His gaze snapped to hers, softening immediately. “I’m fine, Emily,” he said, though his voice lacked conviction. “Just work.” Emily frowned but didn’t press further. She knew Lucas well enough to understand when he didn’t want to talk. Still, the growing wall between th
At a luxurious mansion in the heart of the city, Lara Smith, a stunning young woman with long, curly brown hair and piercing green eyes, sat on a plush velvet couch, staring intently at a photo in her hand. Her flawless olive skin seemed to glow in the soft light of the room, and her full lips were pursed in a mixture of anger and jealousy. She was dressed in an elegant white gown that accentuated her slender figure, and her delicate fingers were adorned with sparkling diamonds.As she gazed at the photo, her eyes narrowed, and a glint of resentment flashed in their depths. The woman in the photo was Emily, and Lara couldn't help but feel inferior to her breathtaking beauty. Emily's skin was radiant with a subtle sheen that seemed almost otherworldly. Her face was a perfect oval, with high cheekbones and a small, pointed button nose. Her eyes were a deep, shining black, fringed with thick lashes that seemed to sparkle with innocence.Lara's gaze lingered on Emily's face, and she fe
As the days passed, Emily settled into a comfortable routine at the mansion, somewhere she now comfortably called home. She spent her mornings resting and reading, while Lucas worked from home or attended to his business obligations. Janet Ma continued to spoil her with delicious meals, saying she was too thin and needed to eat more to look stronger.Grandma Margaret on the other hand visited regularly, sharing stories and laughter. Their relationship was growing stronger each day and Emily found herself getting attached to Lucas’s grandmother’s company that she worried what would happen if she and Lucas were no longer together.Despite the warmth and comfort of her surroundings, Emily couldn't shake off the feeling of uncertainty about her future. She knew that her contract with Lucas was temporary, it was already coming to an end and the thought of leaving him and his family was becoming increasingly difficult to bear.She would watch Lucas smile at her each day, his gaze soft, his
The days after Emily’s release from the ICU passed in a delicate balance of healing and avoidance. Lucas rarely left her side, taking his laptop and work calls in her hospital room while she rested. He ensured her meals were delivered on time, adjusted her pillows when she seemed uncomfortable, and held her hand whenever her gaze seemed distant. But between the shared silences and fleeting smiles, there was a weight neither dared to fully address—the contract, and the looming end of their arrangement. One evening, as the hospital lights dimmed and the quiet hum of machines filled the room, Emily broke the silence. "Lucas," she said softly, her voice tinged with hesitation. He looked up from his laptop, setting it aside immediately. "What is it?" She took a deep breath, her fingers nervously tracing the edge of the blanket. "I’ve been thinking... about what happens after I leave here." Lucas’s jaw tightened imperceptibly, but he kept his expression neutral. "You’ll go home,
CHAPTER 47 The phone call he had received earlier echoed in his thoughts: “Lucas Cole, you’ll never win.”The voice had been distorted, impossible to trace, but the words clung to him like a shadow. He shook his head, forcing himself to focus. This wasn’t the time to let his mind spiral. Emily needed him, and he had a business to run. Yet, no matter how hard he tried, the call lingered. Was it connected to Lara? To Jane? To someone else entirely? He shook his head and exhaled sharply. He couldn’t let this phone call consume him. Emily needed him now, and so did his business. With Jane in custody and Leo hunting Lara down, there was no room for distractions. He slipped his phone into his pocket, forcing his mind back to the present. For the next few hours, Lucas busied himself with work. He made calls to ensure his companies were running smoothly despite his absence. But even while immersed in reports and meetings, his mind kept wandering back to Emily. Finally, the wait was