Valerie's POV As I got to his place, opening up to see me, he looked startled as our eyes locked, his filled with guilt which also reflected through his facial expression instantly.“I never thought you would come here but I am grateful you did because I am deeply sorry," he apologized with a low and shaky voice. I never expected this from him l, I had initially come to fight him. “I just didn't have a choice but to stand you. My intentions were pure but the situation around made it look that way." I tilted my head at the further explanation he gave, I raised my brows. I could sense his distress which was also visible but I also wanted to know the whole truth. What happened?“I don't understand, what situation was that? What choice were you left with?" I asked him, trying to read his expression. He tried avoiding my gaze as he swallowed hard. “It was Charlotte, she came in and threatened me with my child. She knows how much I love my daughter, if she takes her then I might lose my
Drake's POV The meeting I had with the boards had dragged longer than I had wanted or it should have been. My head was still throbbing and I just wanted to end any more words of arguments and numbers and even projections. I was tired beyond words and just as the meeting ended, I found myself bolting out of the conference room immediately, I didn't even wait for anyone. I hadn't gone far when I heard behind me. “Drake, would you like to come with us for some drinks?" I was asked But I just waved them off then turned back and continued out of the room. “I can't, not tonight. Maybe next time,” I added before walking totally out of the room. As much as I needed a drink, it wasn't in the company of more suits and conversation that could drift to work again and I wasn't interested in sitting with anyone to dialogue or converse. I just wanted to clear my head and in doing that, I will need something stronger than my friends and colleagues would have suggested. As I drove, I eagerly look
Drake's POV As I woke up and became conscious of my environment, the first thing I noticed was the smell of fresh linen s d a faint hint of lavender that refused to leave the linen. I opened my eyes slowly, it was blurry at first then after a repeated blinking of chasing the haze of sleep off my eyes, it was better. The shadow of someone moving around caught my attention, someone was in the room with me. I turned slowly to see Valerie, she was busy arranging my clothes quietly and just tidying up the place. I tried sitting up but I was hit with another wave of dizziness which caused me, forcing me to stop. My head felt like it had been hit by a fast truck as my head throbbed heavily. I slowly regained memories of last night from the bar to the truth I learnt and the confrontation with Charlotte which led to something I can't explain. Why did I collapse?“Oh, you are awake," I heard Valerie say to me softly as she turned away from me to fold the last piece of shirt who h she placed
Drake's POV As twisted and complicated as it were I got into my car and revved my way through the blurred yet familiar streets.My knuckles tightened as I grabbed onto the wheels, thoughts swirling through my mind.If Charlotte wasn't at her family's company, then were else could she had drifted to after the confrontation. Was she scared that ur would played out according to her sole expectations? What was rampaging through her mind when I saw that spark of deciet before I blacked out last night. What is she up to and why does she want to ruin herself and my reputation by vanishing off sight.I arrived at my apartment in a jiffy. I turned off the engine,my anger rising to a thousand degrees and rushed into the house,my eyes darted around the house with hopes of catching a slight glimpse of Charlotte. But there was none. I ran my fingers through my hair trying to calm the fiery rage planning to explode out of me.My thoughts wandered to Valerie. Suddenly acting cold and giving off t
Valerie's POV The music was low and heartfelt leaving a throbbing effect of ecstasy on my heart as soon as I walked through the tavern’s door. The bar reeked of alcohol, smoke puffs and different body collagen. Jasmine had earlier called me out to meet her and I wondered why. My eyes darted around until it caught Jasmine who was seated on a barstool at the east wing of the bar. Her black hair which now wore a blonde shade fell over her shoulders. Her shot hung midair as soon as our gazes met. A smile beautified her lips.She quickly waved at me and I walked over and sat across from her. I picked up a shot and downed the entire content at a go. The fluid burned down my throat and I immediately felt lightheaded. As if a burden has been lifted off my shoulders.“What happened to your hair?." I asked with a hint of admiration and surprise.Jasmine chuckled heartily.“I've been dying to have a new look so I decided to have it done today. " She uttered cheerfully.“How do I look?." She ask
Drake's POV I stood by the window, my gaze transfixed on the sun's descent into the western horizon. Warm rays caressed my face, soothing my frazzled nerves as the gentle evening breeze rustled the curtains. My tense muscles began to unwind, releasing the weight of worry that had been bearing down on me.As the sky transformed into a kaleidoscope of oranges and pinks, I felt a fleeting sense of calm wash over me. But beneath the serenity, a nagging unease lingered. Charlotte's disappearance still bothered me, and the passing hours only intensified my anxiety.With a heavy sigh, I turned away from the window, my eyes scanning the room as if searching for answers. The silence seemed oppressive, a constant reminder of her absence. I had gotten the police department informed and they had promised an effective response before the end of the day and I was just yet to receive any news. Still lost in thought,I didn't hear a soft knock on my door untill my door gently creaked open. A maid wa
Drake's POV I sped into the company's parking lot, my tires screeching against the tarred road. I pulled up beside a sleek BMW, killed the engine, and jumped out of my car. With a sense of urgency, I headed into the office to meet Sam, the lead expert from the cellular analysis and tracking team.As I entered the building, the cool air conditioning enveloped me, a stark contrast to the warmth of the evening. The receptionist looked up, her eyes widening slightly as she took in my frazzled expression."How may I help you?" she asked, concern etched on her face."I need to see Sam," I replied, my voice firm but laced with desperation. "I need his service. I need him to track down someone's location"She nodded, gesturing to the door. "He's inside his office."I pushed open the door to Sam's office, and he stood up from behind his desk, a mix of curiosity and concern on his face.“Good day, Mr Sam Larry." " Good day Mr ___?.” Sam cocked his head, asking a question." Mr Drake.” I repli
Drake's POV Rage and anger wrestled within me. Why couldn't Charlotte say the simple truth and spare me the agony. Her evasiveness fueled my frustration.“ Give me one candid reason why I should believe that you are not related to that little girl?.” Charlotte's eyes darted away, avoiding mine. She crossed her legs and her shoulders squared in self defense.“ I have repeatedly told you over the phone, Drake . I am not related to the little girl." Charlotte emphasized,her voice firm." Don't make this harder than it already is.” I threatened,my eyes narrowing and impatience simmered within me.“Why can't you just believe me Drake or is it Because Valerie told you about it or because you don't want to trust me." She questioned,her eyes narrowed down in curiosity.“ Don't twist this conversation Charlotte." I warned,my index finger pointing accusingly at her. “ But let me warn you.” I continued. “ If I find out you've been lying to me, I wouldn't hesitate to throw your things out of