CHAPTER NINETY ONESALLYI wondered why Mr Grande was so rude to Mrs James. I knew the two families were in a competition for power, but that wasn't enough reason for him to react that way. Well, Mr. Grande was a terrible person, so it was normal for him to do terrible things. "I just came to...""You don't have to be here, Diane," he said to her harshly. "Your husband and your son, James, needs you better. Go to them and stay away from me and my family.""But..""No buts!" Grande lifted his hands in the air. "You should have appreciated my presence first," she said sadly. "What is wrong with me coming to pay a visit to...""Don't you dare!" Grande vibrated. Diana turned to Alex with a pleading glare. She was obviously expecting him to speak in her favour or plead with his dad to let her stay. I also stared at him expectantly. "You heard my dad," Alex said in a tone that was rather too calm. "I think it would be best if you'd leave."She nodded, inhaled sharply, and walked away,
CHAPTER NINETY TWOALEXANDER A WEEK LATERThe guard rushed to the door and opened it for me and Sally to climb down. Sally held my hand and behan to lead me into the mansion. My dad also climbed down from his car and tried to hold me. "I can do it," Sally insisted. "Let me hold my son," my dad argued. She stared at him and forced a smile. "I promise you, I can take care of my husband."My dad stayed back outside as his phone began to ring, while Sally and I continued. When we entered the sitting room, Beverly rushed towards us with her arms spread open. Sally gently pulled me back and obstructed Beverly from hugging me, which made me chuckle lightly."Why haven't you moved?" I asked her. "I do not like the house that you rented. I just want to give birth to my baby in a comfortable environment, I'd leave after I give birth."Sally pulled me away from Beverly and led me upstairs. We walked into my room together, and while Sally went to instruct the maids on what to make for me
CHAPTER NINETY THREESALLY When Alex asked me to take the documents, I didn't think too much about it before asking him to just have it. I knew he needed to do what was right, and I trusted him to be able to do it alone. "Why?" Alex asked me. "I only want to focus on your father's defamation against my company."Alex smiled and nodded his head. I could tell that he was proud of me and what I was doing for the sake of my company and my family. "It's fine," Alex agreed with me and put the documents away. He placed them in a drawer, and I sat beside him. I picked up the glass of juice, which I had earlier placed on the table, and began to feed him."You look so innocent when you take care of me," Alex teased me. "No one would ever know that you are pretending so hard not to like me."I stared at Clinton, whose head was buried in his phone. I knew he was pretending not to hear us when, in fact, he could hear us very clearly. "When you decided to die for my sins," I teased him back. "
CHAPTER NINETY FOURWILLIAM GRANDEI sat in the private lounge in one of the most secluded restaurants, waiting for the assembly man of the country to arrive. I kept lifting my wrist, turning it around and checking what the time was. He was three minutes late to the agreed time. I knew I had come earlier, but once it was the agreed time, I began to check my wrist over and over again. I turned my wrist around, and when I checked for the umpteenth time and lifted my head, I saw him walking into the restaurant. I sighed deeply asbi stretched out on my seat. He walked towards me, and we quickly exchanged handshakes before he sat down on the chair opposite me. We began to talk about ways to keep me out of jail. He talked about pulling some strings to prevent me from being found guilty in court for the scandal case. I didn't quit understand what he planned to do, and how he planned to pull this strings, but I decided to let him do his job since I knew it too well that he was good at wha
CHAPTER NINETY FIVESALLYMy fingers rolled around my keyboard at a very fast pace. I had a few documents to type before the day would run out. I heard a slight knock on the door and lifted my head from the computer. "Come in," I said, even though it barely came out as a whisper. The door opened slowly, and Alicia walked into my office. "Ma'am," she called as she closed the distance between us. "Alicia," I called her with my brows furrowed in confusion. Alicia's tone was serious, and she only referred to me that way and in a very serious tone when the matter was a serious matter. Alicia stepped forward. The look on her face wasn't encouraging at all. I was curious to know what was going on, but there was no way I could get the news out of her head without getting out of her mouth first. So, I simply waited for her to speak. "You are needed at the police station," Alicia informed me. "Why?" I asked her, as my heartbeat slowly began to increase. "The lady who caused the whole
CHAPTER NINETY SIXALEXANDER "How dare you?" Beverky asked Sally softly. She winced before turning to me with lowered eyes. She waited for me to say something in her defence, but I only gave her an angry glare. She shook her head, hissed, and walked away quickly. Sally, who had been staring at me all along, turned to me with an angry glare. "What is the matter?" I asked her. "Why was Beverly kissing you?" She asked me. "I am sure you know that she didn't kiss me. You're just attacking me.""She didn't kiss you?" Salky asked angrily. "Now you're trying to say I'm accusing you wrongly because I'm either blind, or I am a liar."I shook my head and sighed deeply as I sat up. I stretched my hands to hold Sally's hand, but she quickly pulled her hands away from mine. "Don't you touch me!" She fired at me. Sally folded her arms under her breast and looked away. "If you didn't let your guard down, then she wouldn't be in here trying to kiss the lips that belong to me."I blinked twic
CHAPTER NINETY SEVENSALLYONE MONTH LATERIt's been a month already, and I've been struggling to move on from Mr Grande's victory in court. I knew that it would be very difficult to win over him, yet I didn't know that he would be able to bend a whole lot of things so easily. It was very obvious that his allies were lying. "I was only asked to spy on the company, and nothing else. Mr Grande didn't do any harm to Sally's company," Ralia had told the court. It was very obvious that her defence wasn't adding up. But I didn't have any evidence to back up my accusations. The court only asked Mr Grande to compensate my company and killed the case afterwards. "You do not have any solid evidence to back up your plans, Mrs Sally. What do we hold against the accused right now? Your words?"The judge's words pierced my heart. I couldn't stop reminiscing on everything, even though it had been a month already.I felt defeated. I didn't care about the compensation that took Mr Grande days to
CHAPTER NINETY EIGHTALEXANDER My car pulled up in front of a bungalow in a remote part of the city. My driver stepped out of the car to open the door for me and Clinton to walk out of the car. Clinton and I walked ahead while my driver stayed back. He rested against the car while watching us while we went ahead. Clinton and I had been doing underground research about the families for a while, and we finally decided to pay them a visit today. We were at the house of the man who had died. His wife and daughter were the ones who lived in the house. I stood in front of the house and rang the doorbell, then I stayed back and waited for a reply from inside. After a while, the door opened, and a woman stuck her head out of the door. It seemed like they had been living in fear ever since the accident. "Go," she shouted at us as she waved her hands at us. "We just want to talk to you," I told the woman in a pleading manner. She didn't even ask our names or what we wanted. She just ask