[Blaze] I didn't accept any projects for a while for this. People were getting more presumptuous because they hadn't been taught a lesson. They dared to try to take my life and made Heather worry about me. They also dared to come up to her and hurt her, even though she hadn't committed a crime. I was the one who exposed them in public. Why didn't they come to me instead of Heather? Even though I knew who was behind the deadly accident, I needed to hear the accomplice's name. Accusing people without evidence and witnesses would only get me into trouble. The person I was dealing with was not at the level of Bailey or Channing. I turned to the man standing near the bound man. He nodded, then removed the blindfold and duct tape that gagged the man's mouth. He opened his eyes and took in his surroundings. When his gaze fell on me, he frowned. "What the—" He stopped, realizing his voice was hoarse. He cleared his throat. "What are you doing? Why are you holding me? Let me go! I'm innoce
Unlike that rotten truck driver, the next man was not held captive in a warehouse far away from the crowd. I asked them to detain him in a place that suited my purpose. I wanted to teach him a lesson as well as vent my emotions.I had to make careful decisions because I wanted to make people fear me, not create more enemies. Mrs. Channing did what I exactly predicted. She came to Mrs. Bailey and confronted her. She didn't talk to Darcy right away.The two women finally know the secret the woman who played them has been hiding. Mrs. Channing must have been doubly angry with her daughter-in-law. She forgave the woman for the affair, only to be rewarded with a fake pregnancy.I should do the same with this man. He needed to know who he'd been messing with. Only then would he not come back to make the same mistake. Unfortunately, I couldn't catch the person who had paid him this way."Blaze, your bandage just came off. Stop this craziness." Jericho placed his hand in front of my chest. "Y
[Heather] The judge reads out the pages of the introduction to open the trial. He also read out every rule that the participants in the trial, including the appointed witnesses, had to abide by. What a waste of my time. This trial was weird. The person preventing me from obtaining legal guardianship was not a family member or relative of Gemma. I didn't know what the judge had in mind to allow this to happen. My attorney assured me to be calm. They would handle everything. But I couldn't be calm because this was about someone's mental health. The longer I took to get my rights, the longer that woman would be in the wrong hands. After the testimonies of two people from Bailey's side, the judge called for a lunch break. We gathered in a room prepared by the organizers. Taylor and Charity distributed food and drinks to us. "What does my mother's past have to do with my request for legal guardianship?" I complained. Blaze rubbed my back. "They're trying to buy time and distract the j
"Don't be pessimistic. The decision isn't necessarily a bad sign," Blaze consoled while sitting by my side.I turned to Bailey, who looked happy with her three lawyers. "They must have done something to make the judge cancel the next hearing."What would that evil couple have done by joining the petition to take care of Gemma? They had no money or assets. The business Diana had mentioned wasn't a household name either, just a little shop. Where would they get the money to pay for her care?"A lot can happen in the few days it takes the judge to study your application, Heather," said one of my lawyers. "Rest assured. He'll make the right decision."I didn't know why Blaze and everyone else were so sure the judge would be fair. Was I the only one who knew Bailey well? In my lifetime of dealing with them, it wasn't easy to win an argument. Moreover, they were very confident from the first day of the trial.They wouldn't smile and relax if they knew they would lose. The judge's sudden dec
"Why are you doing this?!" She swung her right hand towards my chest, but Sasha moved faster by standing between us. The envelope she wanted to stick to my chest was in front of my bodyguard's body. "What are you doing!? Get out of the way!" "You're the one who came impudently into someone else's place. You're the one who should have stepped aside." Sasha moved the woman's hands away from her body while slightly pushing her back. "Damn you! A lowlife like you shouldn't be holding me, let alone talking to me. Get out of my way!" She pushed Sasha aside, but my bodyguard was unmoved. "Mind your manners, Darcy," I scold in a stern voice. "Sasha is right. Pay attention to where you are. I can kick you out if you keep yelling." She pressed her lips together and looked at me fiercely. "Are you paying people to stalk me? Don't you have anything else to do but find out about my privacy?" "What are you talking about?" I confused. "Why are you giving this to my mother-in-law!?" She waved th
[Blaze] "Everything’s ready," Kyle reported over the phone. I looked to my left. Heather waved her hand before entering the store. I waved back until James drove the car away. It was time for me to do something. I hated seeing my wife's troubled face. Arriving at the airport, I followed my bodyguard, who led me to my private jet. Fortunately, Kyle managed to persuade the person who rented this plane to lend it to me for one day. The pilot and flight attendants were ready for takeoff. While in the air, I checked the work Kyle had emailed me. The project offers were piling up, so I had to turn some of them down. Business was unpredictable. While trying to expand my hospitality business, my construction business was rising in demand. An hour and a half in the air, the plane landed. I rushed out of the cabin as soon as the aircraft came to a complete stop. A car was waiting, ready to take me to my destination. James quickly settled behind the steering wheel, and I sat in the back seat
[Heather] My heart was beating rapidly when the judge entered the courtroom. We were invited to sit down, so I began to pray that my request would be granted. I was willing to go through another trial if we had to appeal, but my mother's condition needed to be checked immediately. I hoped I would win. The man read the introduction to his judgment. The more time passed, the more impatient I became to hear the results of his observations on all our testimonies. I had to take a deep breath and exhale slowly over and over again. My hands turned red as I squeezed them tightly. After several days of agonizing waiting, did he have to read such a long opening before delivering the results of his contemplation? Why not read the result first and then the introduction? "I don't understand why the previous judge allowed the legal guardianship of Gemma Harrington to be given to George and Diana Bailey. I looked for the file to study, but neither I nor my staff found it," the judge said, surpris
I stared anxiously at the door of the doctor's office. The nurse had told us that the doctor would need a lot of time to do the examination, but I couldn't wait for hours.Unable to bear the curiosity, I killed time by checking my email and saw that my inbox was full. I sighed softly and tried to work on my assignment. I checked the proposal first and signed off. So, stock or funds could be issued for smooth sales.The nurse finally let us in. Grandma and I looked at each other meaningfully. We stood up and entered the practice room hand in hand. A woman in a white robe greeted us kindly."Gemma Harrington suffers from untreated postpartum depression. From her story, she was pregnant, but her fiancé did not admit that they had sex. Since the engagement was broken off and the family kicked her out of the house, she was alone," the psychiatrist reported."After the unwanted child was born, she was further devastated that the father was her best friend's husband. She didn't remember slee