Amelia stood outside the airport, her breath fogging up in the cool morning air. She wrapped her coat tighter around her body, her nerves jangling inside her. Andrew was beside her, sitting in his wheelchair, flanked by one of his bodyguards who pushed him forward. She kept her eyes fixed on the private jet parked at the tarmac.Despite the early hour, the airport was bustling with activity, and Amelia felt a flutter of nerves in her stomach. She had never been on a private jet before.As they made their way towards the jet, Andrew's bodyguard kept up a steady pace, and Amelia had to jog to keep up. She could feel the cool morning air on her face, and she took a deep breath, trying to steady herself.Once they reached the jet, Andrew's bodyguard helped him board, and Amelia followed close behind. As she stepped inside, she was struck by the luxurious interior of the plane. Plush leather seats lined the cabin, and the soft hum of the engines filled the air.Andrew settled into his sea
Amelia hesitated, her fingers nervously tapping against the screen of her phone. She knew Andrew wouldn't like the answer.She felt her heart rate increase as Andrew's eyes lingered on her phone. She knew he was suspicious and her mind raced as she searched for a believable excuse. In a moment of panic, she blurted out the first thing that came to mind."Uh, it's my dad," she stammered, her voice shaking slightly. "He's been trying to get a hold of me since morning."Amelia's heart sank as Andrew's eyes bore into hers with suspicion and disbelief. She could see that he was still struggling to believe her, and it made her feel even more uneasy.Andrew's eyes narrowed as he looked at Amelia, his expression now more suspicious than before. "Has your dad reached out to you since he sold you to me?" he asked, his voice laced with disbelief.Amelia's heart sank at his words. She knew that her father had made a deal with Andrew to save their family business, but she didn't think of it as bei
Andrew's face lit up in recognition as she rushed towards him, pulling him into a tight embrace. Amelia stood back, feeling suddenly lost and out of place. Who was this lady, and why was she so familiar with Andrew?"It's so good to see you, Lila," Andrew said, a big smile on his face."I missed you so much," Lila replied, looking up at Andrew with adoration in her eyes.Amelia's heart sank. She had never felt so alone in her life, standing there watching the reunion between Andrew and this beautiful woman. She didn't know what to do or say, so she just stood there, her arms wrapped around her own body, feeling like an outsider.Andrew turned to Lila, who was still in his embrace, and gently disentangled himself from her. He looked towards Amelia, who was standing a few feet away, and said, "Lila, this is Amelia."Lila turned towards Amelia, and for the first time, Amelia was able to get a good look at her. She was stunningly beautiful, with long dark hair, full lips, and a slim figu
Lila looked at her with a small smile. "I said, this was Andrew's favorite wine when we were dating," she repeated.Amelia felt a knot form in her stomach. "Oh really?" Amelia said, turning back to Lila. "I had no idea."Andrew chuckled, his blue eyes twinkling with amusement. "Yes, we had a brief romance a few years ago," he explained.Amelia's eyebrows shot up in surprise, but before she could say anything, Lila continued. "He always loved it when I wore something sexy," she said, giving Andrew a playful wink.Andrew chuckled, and Amelia felt a pang of jealousy twist in her chest. It was clear that Lila still had a hold over Andrew, and she didn't know how to compete with that.Amelia, feeling increasingly uncomfortable with the situation, took a deep breath and spoke up. "Lila, could you please show me the room?" she asked, her voice shaking slightly.Lila paused, a hint of annoyance flashing across her face. "Can't you wait just a little longer? We're having a good time here," she
Amelia's heart pounded in her chest as she realized there was no escaping the truth. She took a deep breath and looked up at Andrew, her voice barely above a whisper. "It was Henry," she admitted. "He called me on the plane."Andrew's fury only intensified as Amelia admitted the truth. "Why did you lie to me when I asked you on the plane?" he demanded, his voice tinged with anger.Amelia could feel her throat tightening as she tried to come up with an answer. "I-I didn't want to upset you," she said, her voice barely above a whisper."Upset me?" Andrew spat, his anger boiling over. "You think lying to me wouldn't upset me? You think carrying on a secret conversation with Henry behind my back wouldn't upset me?""But Henry wasn't trying to cause trouble. He just wanted to check up on us and see how we were doing."But Andrew's anger quickly flared up again, and he shook his head incredulously. "Check up on us?" he laughed bitterly. "Henry tried to kill me, Amelia. He's the reason I'm
Amelia's heart pounded with anticipation as the doctor approached them, his white coat swishing against the tiled floor. "How is he, doctor?" Amelia asked, her voice barely above a whisper.He gave her a small smile, his face lined with wrinkles that spoke of years of experience. "The surgery was successful," he said, "but he'll need some time to recover."Amelia's heart soared at the news. She had been so afraid that something would go wrong during the surgery, that Andrew wouldn't make it through. But now, knowing that he was going to be okay, she could feel a weight lifting off her shoulders."Thank God," she breathed. "And Andrew? How is he? Can he walk now?" she asked, her eyes shining with hope.The doctor hesitated for a moment before replying. "Well, he's not able to walk yet. But he can stand and take a few steps with assistance."Amelia's smile faltered. "What do you mean? I thought the surgery was supposed to fix everything."He shook his head. "It's a process, Mrs. Reynol
There was Lila, kissing Andrew on his bed. For a moment, Amelia couldn't believe what she was seeing. She stood there, frozen in place, as Andrew's eyes caught hers."Amelia," Andrew said, his voice catching.But Amelia didn't want to hear it. Without saying a word, she turned and slammed the door behind her, storming out of the room.As she made her way down the stairs, tears streamed down her face. She couldn't believe what she had seen, and she didn't know how to deal with the pain and hurt she was feeling.She didn't want to talk to anyone, and didn't want to explain what had happened. All she wanted to do was run away and never come back.As she rushed out of the hospital, her mind was racing with confusion and hurt. She had trusted Lila when she said that what she had with Andrew was in the past, but now she had seen with her own eyes that it wasn't true.Lost in her thoughts, she didn't even notice Tony, Andrew's bodyguard, approach her until he spoke."Ms. Amelia, are you alri
Amelia's eyes widened at Perry's question, caught off guard by the unexpected inquiry. For a moment, she hesitated before answering, her thoughts racing.The silence stretched out for a beat too long as she bristled defensively. "No, of course not. Why would you even ask that?""I just know how you get when you're passionate about something," Perry replied calmly. "If you're not in love with Andrew, why does it bother you so much that Lila was kissing him?" she asked."I don't know," Amelia said finally, her voice barely above a whisper. "Maybe. But it doesn't matter now, not after what I just saw."Perry's voice held a note of curiosity as she asked, "Why haven't you told Andrew how you feel about him?"Amelia let out a bitter laugh in response to Perry's question. "Honestly, Perry, I don't even know what I feel for Andrew," she said, her voice tinged with frustration."He's always treating me so coldly, and he never misses an opportunity to throw it in my face that he saved my fat
Amelia stood there, tears of joy streaming down her face, listening to Andrew's words of love and reminiscences of their past. Andrew said, "the first time I asked you to be my wife, it was arranged, you never wanted to. You agreed because you had no choice. I only granted you the divorce because I wanted to start afresh with you."She couldn't help but laugh at his playful remark about the first proposal. "Or you had no choice either," she jokingly replied, sharing a lighthearted moment with him.With a smile, Andrew continued, expressing his true feelings, "Now I'm asking you again, out of your will. Amelia Tate, can you do me the honors of becoming my wife?" Overwhelmed with happiness, Amelia screamed, "Yes, yes, yes!!!" The excitement spread through everyone present as they joined in the joyous moment.In a rush of emotions, Amelia ran to hug Andrew, and amidst the laughter, Perry playfully yelled, "Collect the ring first!" The laughter continued as Andrew gently slipped the
With a heart full of happiness and anticipation, Andrew walked down the stairs of his home, feeling a world of difference from the past few months. Everything was now beautiful and filled with joy and love. Today was a special day as he was going to pick up Amelia from the hospital after her remarkable recovery from the coma.Tony approached him to inform him that the car was ready. He said, "The car is ready, boss."But Andrew declined, wanting to savor every moment of the day. "Nah... I'll drive myself," he replied with a smile.Tony said, "are you sure boss?""Nah… I'm fine, hand me the keys." Andrew said as he stretched his hands towards Tony to collect his keys.Tony walked towards him and handed him the keys to the Rolls Royce Phantom, and Andrew hopped in, ready to go pick up his beloved Amelia.The drive to the hospital was filled with excitement and eagerness. Andrew couldn't wait to see Amelia's reaction to the grand surprise he had prepared for her at home. As he arrived
The doctor stammered, realizing the gravity of his poorly phrased suggestion. "No... no, that's not what I meant," he attempted to clarify.Andrew stepped closer to the doctor, his eyes piercing through him. "Are you going to tell me how to spend my money?" he demanded.The doctor quickly backtracked, "No sir, it was just a suggestion from a professional."But Andrew was not swayed. He fiercely responded, "Keep your profession to yourself! We're not taking her off any life support! We're not depriving her of her rights to fight! Understood?"The doctor nodded, humbled by Andrew's words, "Yes, sir."Andrew left his office and slammed the door behind him.Leaving the doctor's office, Andrew returned to Amelia's room, his emotions still raw. Mrs. Tate noticed his changed mood and approached him, concerned. "How is Amelia? What did the doctor say?"Andrew took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. "It's nothing serious," he reassured Mrs. Tate, not wanting to worry her further.But M
Andrew carefully came down the stairs, holding Violet in his arms. His daughter had grown bigger, and she now had curly brown hair, which bounced with each moment, a beautiful resemblance to her mother, Amelia. Nanny Grace approached them, holding Violet's little bag and other items Amelia used to cherish."Thanks, Nana," Andrew said with genuine gratitude. "What about Amelia's hairbrush and perfumes?"Nanny Grace smiled warmly. "I've packed them inside, just as you requested.""Thanks," Andrew replied, relieved that everything was in order. He made his way towards the front door, Violet snuggled safely in his arms. But before he could reach the car, Nanny Grace's voice called him back."Uhm... Andrew," she hesitated, concern etched on her face.Andrew turned back to face her, his eyes filled with curiosity. "What is it, Nana?"Nanny Grace took a deep breath, her voice gentle but filled with worry. "Any news on Alexander?"Andrew's expression tightened, a mix of frustration and pain
Nanny Grace's sobs echoed through the air as she cradled Violet in her trembling arms. Tears streamed down her face, and her voice cracked with anguish as she cried out."Alexander, noooo!" Her legs gave way beneath her, and she collapsed to the ground, clutching Violet tightly.One of the cops quickly shouted, "Call in the divers!" The police were already taking action to search for Alexander's body in the water below the bridge.Andrew rushed to Nanny Grace and Violet, his own heart torn apart by the events unfolding before him. He knelt down beside them and wrapped his arms around them both.Nanny Grace, her voice choked with grief, managed to speak through her tears, "Wh...what of Amelia? What happened? Where is she? How did it happen?" Her voice trembled with a desperate hope for answers.Andrew's heart felt as though it had been torn into a million pieces. He struggled to find the words, his voice barely above a whisper. "I...I really don't know. Stone called, and..." Just as
Nanny Grace pleaded with him, her heart breaking at the sight of a man she had once loved like a son, now consumed by rage and despair. "No, no, no, don't harm the innocent baby, Alexander. She has nothing to do with this. Just turn yourself in."Alexander, struggling with his emotions, replied bitterly, "Then what do I get in return? Spend the rest of my life in jail? It's better we all die here!!"Nanny Grace's eyes filled with tears as she realized the extent of Alexander's desperation. She knew she had to reach him, to show him that there was another way out of this dark path he had chosen."Then you'll have to kill me first, Alexander, because I'm getting the baby out of the car," Nanny Grace declared resolutely. She was willing to put her life on the line to protect Violet.Alexander's hands trembled as he held the gun. He couldn't bear the thought of hurting Nanny Grace, no matter how deep his pain ran.Nanny Grace slowly approached him, step by step, keeping her gaze locked
The other police officers rushed to the corridor where Detective Stone was, following his urgent call for an ambulance. As they saw Amelia's lifeless body lying on the ground, one of them recognized her and exclaimed, "Isn't this Mr. Reynolds' wife? Is she dead?"Detective Stone walked over to Amelia's body, he knelt down beside her, gently placing his hands on her neck to check her pulse. His expression grew more grave as he felt her faint heartbeat. "Her pulse is very low, quickly call the ambulance!!!" he urgently instructed one of the officers.The officer quickly made the call, relaying the critical situation to the emergency services. "They're on their way," he responded to Detective Stone.Meanwhile, Detective Stone's phone rang, and he took it out to answer. It was Andrew on the other end. Before he could say anything, Andrew's voice came through, stammering with worry. "I... I can't find Amelia! Ch... check the warehouse for her! Have you seen her?!" Andrew desperately sa
One of the henchmen hesitated, looking back at Amelia lying unconscious on the floor. "What about her? Are we leaving her here?!" he questioned, showing a flicker of concern."We don't have time!! Go bring the baby!!!" Alexander snapped, prioritizing their escape over everything else. Leaving Amelia behind was the only option he saw to ensure their escape.They rushed upstairs to where Violet was sleeping, and Alexander's henchman quickly grabbed her, carrying her in his arms as they hurriedly left the warehouse.Amelia remained motionless on the floor.Outside, the police sirens grew louder, signaling that the authorities were closing in. Alexander's heart pounded with fear as he led his men to a getaway vehicle, hoping to escape in time.One of his men said, "But what about the money?!"Alexander's eyes flashed with anger and frustration. "Do you want to go to jail?!" he snapped back. "Andrew would do anything for his daughter!!! Let's move!!!" he ordered.Their priorities were cle
Amelia continued to stammer, her voice trembling, "I swear, I don't have it. You took it with you."Meanwhile, Andrew and Detective Stone were hard at work, tracing the call from Alexander's phone. The tension in the room was thick as all their attention was at tracing the call, knowing that every second counted in finding Amelia and Violet.Detective Stone's face lit up with relief and excitement. "We've gotten it, sir! They are in an underground warehouse downtown," he announced.Andrew's heart raced with a mix of hope and fear. "What are you waiting for, let's hurry!" he commanded.With the location finally pinpointed, Andrew and Detective Stone wasted no time. They rushed out of the study, making their way as quickly as possible to the underground warehouse where Amelia and Violet were being held captive.The room was filled with tension as Alexander, consumed by rage, cornered Amelia, demanding to know the whereabouts of his phone. He grabbed Amelia by the arm as he shook her