Drake’s POVGuilt clouded my mind as I sat across from Charlotte at the table in the restaurant, where soft candlelight cast a dim glow between us. Warm candlelight at least smoothed out the tension in the air. After all that had transpired, I knew I owed her an apology, and now, as we sipped our drinks, I hoped it wasn't too late to right the wrongs.I'm sorry, Charlotte," I said, starting in a low tone. I leaned over across the table and gently took her hand. "I've been standoffish, and I haven't treated you right. You didn't deserve any of that."Charlotte looked at me with gentleness in her eyes. "I appreciate that you're finally apologizing, Drake," she said softly, stroking her thumb over my hand. "But I need to know… what's been going on with you? It's like you've been somewhere else lately."I fumbled, my gaze roaming toward the tablecloth. I knew I couldn't tell her everything, especially not about Valerie. The less she knew, the better.I've just had a lot on my mind," I
Drake’s POVMy eyes didn't leave the old woman as she worked her way around the shop. Her movements were deliberate, almost practiced. There was something about her, something I couldn't shake off. My mind fluttered with fleeting memories, and faces of people from my past, but none seemed to fit.I couldn't take it anymore, my voice breaking the thick silence between me and Charlotte.Excuse me," I said, taking a step forward and with a cautious yet inquisitive undertone, "You… you look familiar."The woman paused mid-step and glanced toward me. Her eyes seemed as sharp as daggers, flicking over my face before dismissing me utterly."Never seen you before in my life," she replied shortly, her voice reeking of indifference. "And I don't care to know you either. Now, if you're not buying anything, get out of my shop."I opened my mouth to say a word, but before I could utter another word, she had already turned her back on me, resuming her work with finality.Standing beside me, Charlot
Valerie’s POVI stood in the small, cluttered store, watching as the old woman, moved with surprising agility behind the counter. The old woman had been unusually kind to me today, in her own gruff, no-nonsense way. It wasn't just the way she had defended me against the men who had harassed me earlier, there was more something strange, a protectiveness that I couldn't understand.As the old woman rang up the sale of the day, I shifted uncomfortably on my feet, my mind churning over and over again with the events that had unfolded in the past few days. So many questions whirled in my mind, and this old woman seemed to hold a few of the answers, whether she wanted to admit it or not.Finally unable to restrain her curiosity, I asked, "Why are you helping me?"The old woman didn't turn around, her hands still occupied with the cash register. The rhythmic sound of clinking coins filled the quietness between them. Theoretically, I thought I would leave the old woman to her reflection, a
Drake’s POVI started to rub at my temples, hoping the sharp, stabbing pain would fade away that had taken root inside my skull. What at first had been just a minor headache had been growing over the past days into something unbearable. And each time it flared, flashes of fragmented memories came with it, fragmented images I couldn't quite seem to piece together, so familiar faces, vague emotions, and unsettling scenes that slipped away the instant I tried to focus on them. My mind was in turmoil, and the pain did not help.I had ignored it at first, thinking that it was work stress or perhaps the fallout with Charlotte. But when the flashes started getting stronger and more often, I knew something deeper was wrong. Then finally, it reached a point where, in a meeting, I just could not focus because searing pain shot through my head, I got up, excused myself, and left early, finally deciding to take the long overdue trip to the hospital.I sat in the sterile waiting room, the hum of
Valerie’s POVI felt my vision blur as tears threatened to spill from my eyes. The cold, emotionless look in Drake's eyes was too much to bear. My heart was on fire, the sting of his words vibrated within my chest like something deep inside reached in and tugged at the wound anew with every breath taken. My fists were clenched, and my body shuddered from the surge of emotions I fought to repress.No, I'm not doing this again," I whispered to myself, my voice trembling, yet defiant. "You don't get to talk to me like that, Drake. Not after what you did."Drake had already turned his back on me to leave, but at my words, he froze. His muscles tensed as if he knew exactly what was coming next. With a deep sigh, he turned around, though not fully."You are the one who left me!" I said, my voice breaking with the pain of betrayal. My voice grew louder as the dam holding back my emotions finally burst. "You were the one who walked away, who betrayed everything we had. How dare you stand here
Drake’s POVI opened my eyes, and for a moment, the world around me was fuzzy. My head seemed to have taken a sledgehammer blow, sharp pain throbbed around my skull and made me wince. I saw more clearly now that Valerie was crouched beside me, wide-eyed with concern. She was biting her lip, her hands shaking, hovering near me as if she wasn't sure if she should touch me or pull back. She was so close, so concerned, and it brought a surge of conflicting emotions inside him."Drake, are you okay?" Her voice was soft, tentative.A few times I blinked, just to shake off the remnants of whatever had knocked him out. The flashes, the overwhelming surge of images and feelings, they were still so alive in my mind. I could see fragments of faces, places, and memories that did not belong to me. Yet, they were like intruders, real and so invasive."Drake?" Valerie's voice cut through the fog inside his head.I sat up more slowly, muscles tense as I pushed myself off the floor. I glanced around t
Drake’s POVI sat back in my chair, the shock of the old woman's words washing over me like some sort of cold wave. My heart racing, I tried to wrap my mind around all that she'd just said. My brain wrestled with the impossibility of her claim. I found myself staring at the old woman across from me, her sharp, knowing eyes locking onto mine in a way that made me feel exposed and vulnerable."You… You're my grandmother?" I finally stuttered, disbelievingly thick in my voice.The old woman nodded very slowly, her expression somber but steady. "Yes," she said quietly. "Though you've lived your entire life not knowing the truth."My head reeled with questions, but one stood above all the rest. "If you're my grandmother, why didn't I know about you? Why did no one tell me?"The old woman took a deep breath; her fingers absently traced the cracks in the old wooden table between them. "Because your father made sure of that," she replied, the bitterness lacing in her voice. "He wanted to
Drake’s POVI sat in stunned silence, the words of the old woman sinking in. Flashes that had plagued me for so long ones that had been mere fragments of confusion-suddenly sharpened into focus. My head pounded, and blistering pain seared through my skull, but this time, I did not pass out. I knotted my fists, the knuckles white, as I fought to breathe through the pain, to make sense of everything I heard.It was no longer disjointed flashes but a whole, vivid scene unfolding in front of me. I was a child again, playing with the old lady, who was my grandmother. Her wrinkled hand lay affectionately on my shoulder as she read stories to me. I felt the look of warmth in her eyes and love in her touch, and then all of a sudden everything became pitch black. My mind had gone blank, and the memories faded, as my grandmother said they were.But now, they were coming back. It was all coming back."You were always so full of life," the old woman cut through the storm in my head. "Even after y
Valerie's POV Two weeks later.The doctor attended to me while the nurse administered a pill for me to take. It's been two days since I was rescued. A lot has happened over the past two weeks. Now I am here for the test results which were conducted two days ago.Charlotte had kept me captive for a week and two days before I was rescued. How Drake and the police found me was absurd but I was glad Charlotte was behind bars.I was glad to be free even though I stayed a week and two days in captivity.*Flashback*“Here's your food, pig. Make sure to eat up and be done in five minutes. I'll be back to collect the plate.” Charlotte hissed and spat into the food before placing it on the ground in front of me.She pulled at my hair and confirmed the tightness of the chains around my body, hissed again before scurrying out of the dirty dark room where I had been kept captive for only God knows when.For four days,I hadn't had anything except water. Charlotte had made it a point of duty to spi
Drake's POV My chest region wanted to explode. It was exploding already,my heart racing as I listened to Valerie's voicemail.Ron had forcefully taken the company from her? How? I thought they were working together in pulling me into mud? Is she making a mockery of me or is she damn serious?She sounded serious. Her voice dripped with fear and uncertainty like she didn't know the next step to take. I dialed her number but I didn't go through. Something was off so I decided to go home. I wasn't expecting her to be home but at least I could corner her while she's packing out of the house.I quickly entered my car and the driver sped off at full speed. We pulled up in front of my lawn for ten minutes. I quickly alighted, sprinting into the house.I quickly made it to her room, knocking frantically on her wooden door but there came no reply. I knocked thrice and still no response.What if she's in the shower?I tried to be considerate but then she had identified herself as an enemy. Fr
Valerie’s POV I didn't know if Drake had received my voicemail or not but I hoped he did. This was all my fault. I should have listened to Jasmine. I tried calling Jasmine but the network connectivity of my surroundings was poor and I couldn't reach her.Luckily,I got lifted by a cab driver riding along my path and he brought me down to Drake's house. I got down from the cab, thanked the driver, and offered him a few bills which he kindly turned down before revving out of the lawn. I felt grateful for his kind lift after I had spent close to an hour trying to find my way home.I sluggishly carried myself to the porch, approached the door with a soft knock.My legs began to tremble beneath me. Here I was standing in front of Drake's house,a man I had just taken his company and a few valuable assets from him and handed it to his stepbrother.No response.I knocked again, this time louder and more pronounced.Shortly after,the door creaked slightly, opening to reveal Mia's face.“Welcom
Valerie's POV My legs vibrated beneath me as Drake walked up to me,his gaze devouring. He took the mic from me forcefully, his gaze shifting to the crowd.“I am so sorry for this misunderstanding fellas but think this lady is probably drunk and needs to be taken care of. Guards please lead her away.”Drake commanded his voice dripping with authority and power.Two men leapt forward and snatched my arms, grabbing and holding onto me tightly. They began to lead me away but Ron was quick to intercept. He landed both guard's a kick to their groin letting them retreat away and unrest erupted from the onlookers.This definitely wasn't what they planned to be their soulful entertainment but surprisingly they had no choice but to sit and watch it play out.Drake rage boiled over the surface ,his anger simmering onto his oceanic blue eyes.“ Why the hell did you do that to my guards Ron? What right do you have to waltz in here and disrupt a party that lots of money was spent on to organize? Wh
Drake's POV My car pulled up infront of a the magnificent hotel, an exact replica of a castle in fairy-tale. My driver quickly alighted, turned around opening the door for me. I stepped out of the car,the cool evening breeze caressing my skin. Charlotte stepped out as well,her arm quickly slipped around mine. She flashed me a sheepish smile, holding unto her purse tightly. I straightened out my suits, applying a fresh layer of deodorant, adjusted my glasses before making my way into the Hall which was bustling with loud music and bangers. Alot of guests had started arriving, staffs especially. Junior staffs to be precise.I looked around, my eyes dancing across the hall untill I spotted Sheila whispering into the MC ear.She seemed to be telling him to begin immediate actions since I was already in the room.The MC nodded understanding whatever she had to say. My gaze left thier faces and got focused on Charlotte who kept tugging at my suit.“ I don't want a single wrinkle in sight
Drake's POV It's been two days since i had the most terrifying nightmare of my life. Why would Valerie appear as an old woman seeking revenge? Why did she constantly accuse me of killing our baby when I indirectly and directly didn't have a hand in it.Till date, I had no answer to my question. I literally just couldn't comprehend why she had to disguise herself as an old hag. I didn't take it so literal but I knew Valerie wasn't happy with all that had been happening to her. I was going to find out sooner than later.The foreign investors and I had lost contact. Sara had stopped receiving and returning Sheila's texts, emails and calls. She must have cautioned herself to avoid being snuffed out or caught by her Boss who would probably be livid at her. I had told Sheila to keep on sending texts untill Sara eventually replies.Surprisingly,the ball solstice was to hold tomorrow. It was such a great day anticipated by a lot of people. Me ,my stakeholders and my employees,the junior staf
Drake's POV “ Wait Valerie, listen to me." I yelled repeatedly but Valerie wouldn't listen,age kept on moving, her pace gradually increasing.“ Please wait for Val. I have something important to talk to you about. The road ahead of us is quite dangerous. You need my help in navigating these dark paths. Let me help you." I urged, calling into the night air but Valerie wouldn't listen.“ Leave me alone." She managed to say, her back h at me,her pace a little.“ It's late and dark, lonely and scary. You need to come back to me. The driver is waiting. If we keep on going through this path,we might lose the driver entirely.”Valeria chuckled scornfully “ I don't mind losing the driver. I don't want to go with you. Leave me alone.”Valerie's steps increased as she surged deeper out of the light and into the darkness, navigating through the wood and thick bushes like she was quite familiar with her environment.“ You are threading into the bushes Val. Am sorry I called you out tonight. We
Drake's POV “ Out of my fucking room before I lose it. You are a fucking chameleon. You always change your skin to fit a favorable condition. You don't care about others. You only use them to satisfy and pleasure yourself. You only use them when you have something to gain. When they have something meaningful to offer." Charlotte's expression turned pitiful,tears pricked at the corners of Charlotte's eyes.“Drake, I care about you. I am not exploiting you. I care. I want to care.” she tried to touch me,my devouring gaze stopped her hand halfway.“ I want my personal space but if you're willing to give me the space I need,get out of my way, I am late for an appointment." I sneered and shot her a glare.“ Drake, listen to me." Charlotte pleaded.I frowned,my annoyance flaring.“Get out of my way,I need to use the exit door." I ordered.Charlotte's feet didn't budge,it rooted firmly to the floor.“ pl–.” I shoved Charlotte away, stepping out of the room immediately." Sleep in the room
Drake's POV 3:45 Pm. I kept staring at time,my mind divulged of any means of keeping itself occupied until I was ready to leave.Sheila had dropped the audio tape from her interrogation from twelve junior staffs. There wasn't much attached to their conversation but I was able to pick out something. They didn't have contact with the foreign investors considering there were based in the ground and second floor of the building.Sheila had promised to continue tomorrow even though I saw how exhausted she was. Interrogating a total number of twelve staff members alone was no easy feat. I had stopped her from carrying on with the interrogation considering the company had seventy staff and ten contract workers.She couldn't bear the burden of twelve,how would she bear the burden of sixty eight more staff. There were other ways to snuff out a culprit and I would find it out sooner or later.The door to my office opened and Sheila walked in with a glass of water. I asked if it's almond time