Blurb: Disaster strikes—when you least expect it. Pearl Hammonds, a billionaire heiress, is ready to reveal her true identity and the fortune that comes with it. But just as she plans to come clean, she walks in on her husband and sister in an intimate embrace. Shattered and enraged, Pearl wastes no time—she files for divorce and vanishes from her old life. Then, tragedy strikes. News of Pearl’s untimely death spreads like wildfire, leaving her loved ones in shock. But four years later, Pearl wakes up in a remote province with a hazy memory and no clear recollection of her past. Starting fresh in an unfamiliar world, she crosses paths with Lucian Thatcher, a powerful billionaire with one of the world's largest empires. As fragments of her memory start to return, Pearl pieces together the betrayal she once faced. With her past slowly coming into focus, one thought consumes her—revenge.
View MoreChapter Twelve LORI'S POVThe Sunkissed my beautiful face while I popped my head out of the window to enjoy the beauty of nature. Just like other days I hurriedly left to work to catch up on some private orders. I had gotten so busy that I didn't have time to go through magazines like I did back then as Pearl.Anyone who knew me when I was Pearl Hammond would always say I had been so obsessed with reading about entertainment, and that was one of the hobbies I carried along in living my life as Lori Whitlock.After pouring water on my face, I let out a sigh of relief, finishing work on time felt so cool knowing I would have little time to read bedtime stories myself for Ethan I grabbed the newspaper beside me, and then I leaned back on my chair as I tried to relax. My eyes were fixed on the magazine, but then I was shocked at what I saw. My eyes shut tightly, shaking my head to bring myself back to reality.Maybe, I was just imagining things. I opened my eyes, but the image and the w
Chapter 11LORI'S POVAt the restaurant. I had to prepare and taste some meals made by my staff; I needed to give my customers the best out of my meals, and guessing from the fact that my restaurant was being showered with praises by different people, it should give me an advantage.If my restaurant was tagged as the best, then it had to remain on top for the longest period of time. My feet ached combined with deep pain on my waist region as I stood at the stove frying the meats with the sweet aroma of the meat filling saturated the airAdapting to being Lori was a new work allround but I needed to kept going The threat from yesterday lingered which prompted me to get additional guards .Despite cooking the meals. Discreetly I observed the guards noting the way they paid attention to their work and how they scanned the room made me feel a bit reassured and relaxed to concentrate properly in work Tasting the last meal, I was done for the day. My hands found the glass of water on my
Lori pov I strode inside the restaurant. My mind is reeling about how easy it has been for me to convince everyone that there was nothing suspicious in me that would make the world doubt that I wasn't the real Lori Whitlock.I began to love my new life more than my old life. At least I was able to step out into the bright world without thinking twice or taking a step back.For a long time. My attention was on my phone as I kept fiddling with it; I had to arrange the orders for the day. I wouldn't want to keep my clients waiting.My leg collided with something that felt strong. I looked down to see a parcel in front of me. Did someone perhaps leave it on the floor?I picked it up, trying to feel the weight of it. Maybe I could guess what was inside, but then I was taken aback when I saw Lori Whitlock on it.Confusion swooshed over me. I didn't order anything, so why was the parcel in my name? I became more curious as I shook the parcel to hear what was inside, but it was lightweight.
LORI'S POVI could listen to my heart beating fast in my chest at the sudden text message that appeared on my phone screen. My eyes stared at the text message as I tried to rearrange the words into something that could make sense to me, but it didn't, not at all.I began to wonder who sent the text message to me, but she had no answers. I tried to call the number. With the two times I tried, it rang, but there wasn't any response. I began to feel scared and frustrated, but I knew it wasn't the time to act irrationally but to be smart.Taking in a deep breath, I dialed the number once more, and the person on the other end of the call picked up.“Hello, tell me who you are and why you sent such a message to me.” I reprimanded, anger coursing through my veins, but what I was left with was the sound of the call hanging up.“Damn it!” I cursed out as I kept trying to call the number, and what made it more surprising was when I began to hear a ringtone from afar. I began to look around to s
PEARL'S POV….The next day, I woke up with the feeling of reluctance that had become a new part of myself since I woke up from a coma.Every time, I looked at the mirror. My heart ached, trying to come to terms with my new life; the accident didn't just take away my existence, but my identity as Pearl Hammond, and now I was forced to live a life I never imagined to live.I had to finally accept I would be known as Lori Whitlock, a chef, and that is what everybody addresses me as. There wasn't any day that went by without me learning Lori's mannerisms.Due to some deep research, I was able to get hold of some disks that belonged to Lori. Learning everything about her felt as though I was a stranger in another body as I tried to pick up the habits that would make me like Lori.I went as far as experimenting with different cuisines. While living as Pearl, I hardly entered the kitchen because I had a helper to do everything related to the kitchen. So tell me how I was supposed to know how
Lori Pov I walked out of the supermarket with quickened steps into the evening air that coursed through my veins, feeling hot against my skin.But it didn't do much to clear away the worrisome feeling in my head. Everything felt strange to me, and the fact that I was presently living someone's life began to eat me from within.I had no idea if it was my imagination, but I could feel the eyes of people on me. I couldn't help her rid herself of the unleased feeling that settled at the bottom of my stomach.“Lori. I have been calling you for a long time; please stop. You left your groceries behind,” I heard a voice that was too familiar call out to me.It was Lucian, and I didn't need to turn around to know who it was. His voice was loud and breathless as he ran towards him, his steps increasing with every speed I took.He was trying to catch up fast with me, his heavy breathing being proof of my thoughts.“I don't want them anymore. Besides, you paid for them, so they belong to you,” I
PEARL’S POV…My eyes were still fixated on the television. I blinked and closed my eyes multiple times, reopening them to see that I wasn't dreaming or imagining things. Everything I heard and said was real and so hard for me to accept.It had to be a mistake. I began to feel cold air seep into my body; beads of sweat were formed on my forehead as I wiped it off with my trembling hands as the weight of the news settled in.I was dead. The world thought I was dead, but here I was seated down and breathing just like every other human would do. There was no way I could bring myself to process it.“How could this be? Didn't my family try to look for me, not even once?” I whispered to myself as my eyes softened with pity.I was deep in my thoughts, my head swinging in different circles. After all, no one cared about me, not even my parents, nor my sister, or the monster I married and called him a husband. That was the hardest pill of truth I had ever swallowed, and I knew I was going to ma
Pearl’s POVAir rushed into my lungs rapidly and my eyes fluttered open as I clutched the sheets around my body tightly. They were white, pure white. The bed was uncomfortable, and the fluorescent lights on the ceilings shone brightly into my eyes.I heard rushed beeping coming from a device beside me and by the time I managed to turn my head to check what was going on, nurses had crowded around me. My breathing was labored and unstable, a telltale sign that I truly wasn’t fine.It felt like my insides were burning up and when I parted my lips to speak, nothing but a squeak came out. The nurses beside me injected something into my I.V. and I watched on helplessly. What on earth was I doing in a hospital of all places? I instinctively shot my hand out to touch my stomach, but the unbearable pain that shot through my nerves made it impossible to do so. Within a few seconds, I succumbed to darkness, once again.~~“She’s awake…” I heard someone whisper as I turned my head against my pi
“This is Blake Altura, reporting live from the KRC24 studio, right here in Illinois, Chicago.” The news reporter said promptly, stacking a bunch of papers on top of each other and straightening his posture. I looked on from the side curtains, preparing to step into the spotlight any second now. My sweaty hands were shoved in my pockets and my heart thumped in my ribcage.I still couldn’t believe it. It had all happened so fast, that I didn’t even know how to feel or what to say. “Hey, are you okay?” Corinne whispered, looking up at me. She was right beside me, her petite body leaning into my muscular body. “Y-yeah, I’m fine.” I choked out, trying to maintain my composure. She rubbed a thumb over my hand in soothing circles. “Look, this isn’t easy on any of us. Let’s just get out there, and get this thing over with alright?” She encouraged, with her tiny voice.I nodded, peeling my eyes away from her and redirecting my focus to Blake. “On today’s news, an accident that has taken the n
Chapter OnePearl’s POV“You’re a billionaire heiress, Pearl. Haven’t you come to terms with this yet? When will you quit this game of charades and come clean to your husband?” Bella, my mother, complained.My mouth gaped in astonishment. How many times would I tell this woman that I wasn’t interested?"No, Mother, I've told you already. Ashton and I are doing just fine. This whole meeting or whatever this even is doesn’t even make sense. Quit pestering me!" I rolled my eyes, sinking deeper into my seat. Could the earth just open up and swallow me already? That would surely be better than being here."You are the heir to Hammond's Inc., don't you get it? Sooner or later, your father will leave the business in your hands." My mother, Bella, said with a calm voice. I could tell that she was about running mad all because of me."Why can't you just hand it over to Corinne? She'd happily do that for you." I glanced over at my father, Tom, who sat right across me, “Besides, Ashton isn’t a ...
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