LISA'S POV I slammed the car door shut, feeling a mix of relief and frustration. That's it, I'd had enough of Leo's games.As I drove away from the house, my phone rang. Leo's brother. I ignored it.Instead, I dialed Alex's number, our secret investigator. We had a score to settle."Alex, it's Lisa," I said, my voice firm."Lisa, what's going on?" Alex asked, concern etched in his voice.I pulled into a parking spot and took a deep breath. "Meet me at the coffee shop on 5th Street."Alex agreed, and I arrived first, my foot tapping impatiently on the floor.When Alex walked in, I waved him over. "Did you forget why I hired you?" I asked, my hand thumping on the table.Alex's expression turned cautious. "No, Lisa. You wanted me to investigate Andre's life."My ex-husband's name still left a bitter taste in my mouth."Exactly," I said, my eyes narrowing. "But you've stopped giving me updates. What's going on?"Alex leaned back, his voice calm. "Lisa, you've been busy with your new marr
LISA'S POV As Kate disappeared from view, Leo's friend, Marcus, sauntered over, a sly grin spreading across his face."Hey, Lisa, don't mind Kate. She's just Leo's ex," Marcus said, his voice low.I raised an eyebrow, intrigued.Leo's expression turned cold, his eyes warning Marcus to shut up.But Marcus continued, "Yeah, they had a wild ride, but Leo's moved on. You're the new flavor of the month, Lisa."The group chuckled, their laughter like a slap in the face.I felt a sting, but Leo's silence hurt more. He didn't correct Marcus, didn't defend me."Thanks for the info, Marcus," I said, my voice icy.Marcus winked. "No problem, sweetheart. You should know what you're getting yourself into."I turned to Leo, expecting some sort of explanation or reassurance.But he remained stoic, his eyes avoiding mine.Fury and humiliation boiled inside me.Without a word, I turned and walked away, leaving the party behind.I locked myself in my room, the silence a welcome respite.My mind reeled
LISA'S POV I stood there, my head held high, as my family discussed my life as if I wasn't even in the room.Dad's words cut deep. "Now that Lisa's married to Leo, we can't trust her anymore."I felt a sting, but I remained silent.Mom's eyes met mine, and for a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of understanding.But Dad continued, his voice firm. "That's why I demoted her from CEO to nothing. She has no role in the company now."Becky's grip on my hand tightened.Louisa snorted. "Good riddance. She didn't deserve the position anyway."I clenched my jaw, fighting to keep my temper in check.Dad's words kept coming, each one a dagger to my heart. "Lisa will take over the company until you're ready to leave that marriage."Leave Leo? Was that even an option?Dad's reasoning was twisted. "I couldn't let you run the company, not with Leo's influence."As if I was some puppet, controlled by my husband.Louisa chimed in, her voice dripping with malice. "Yes, Dad's right. You're too busy be
LISA'S POV I stomped out into the darkness, blinded by tears. No one was taking me back, but I had to get to Leo; whatever his motives were. Did I care anymore? Not exactly but there just has to be some way that Louisa blinded everyone, or they've had it in them all along to make a fool out of me, and I never noticed. How did I expect to? When all I ever thought of was giving Andre a taste of his own medicine, and trying to win Leo's trust - I still needed his help. Just then, a taxi pulled up from around the corner and I hailed it without a second thought. I had to get away from everyone and everything that constantly reminded me of my pain. And Becky… she didn't try to put her neck on the line for me. It seemed she was somehow in the know of this nasty plot against me, but she put up quite a sordid act of not understanding what the whole situation meant for me. I took out my mobile phone and stole a glance at the screen. Damn! It's late already, but I'll have to act super angry t
LOUISA'S POVI glanced at the paper once more. 5th street. Coffee shop. But I've been sitting here for literally an hour and half. Maybe this person had other motives. Shit! Why didn't I think of that? What if they were only interested in airing me out to Lisa? What did it matter anyway? That sister of mine should be aware that I'm interested in her downfall only. I looked out of the window again. There was no sign of anyone. So, I took yet another sip of the black coffee I had ordered. Why hadn't I discovered this spot all these years? They made coffee the way it should be; not those things we get served at the office. And that's because of Lisa's incompetence! If she couldn’t see to the smallest thing as good coffee , what good was she anyway? I was tapped out of my reverie as the door bell tingled again. This place was so old-fashioned, yet so up-to-date. I guess they wanted to retain the architectural heritage. Wait. That's a familiar face. It's Becky Lyn. Why's she craning her
LEO'S POV The twelve-year-old boy looked at me, and all I could see was a male version of Kate. Did she clone herself already? We'd arrived quite early to take his samples for the testing. Dr Lamar was very careful, and Kate wasn't anywhere near the hospital. The huge hole in her plan would make the whole framework of it fall through. I eyed the top of his blonde head as he sat beside me. Why did Kate give him up for the test so easily? I shuddered all over again. Could he really be my son? I looked at his face once more. I couldn't see anything that looked like mine: eyes, nose, lips - they were all Kate's.“Dad?" I almost hit the lad when he addressed me so. We didn't even have proof of that yet. Kate had been feeding him with so many lies, and he bought them all. I'm sure he also inherited her fish brain. He looked at me with piercing eyes.“Dad? Why aren't you saying anything? Am I sick? I've been getting lots of tests lately." I huffed. Explaining things to this kid might make
Lisa’s POV Two weeks after my wedding, I discovered I had been carrying a dead child inside of me. I didn’t even know I was pregnant to begin with. It all started with that dream. First off I do not believe in dreams but certain things have happened and I am beginning to think otherwise. I had dreamt of attending a funeral with my husband. I didn’t know who had died or why I was there. All I knew was that someone was dead. Only for me to go to the hospital and just like that, I was immediately operated on. It’s been three years since that incident and I have never been pregnant. Now all I want is simple; a normal life. I didn’t want to control a business or be famous. All I wanted was a happy home, a loving husband and little versions of me and Andre running around the house, but then the last part of my wishes are yet to come to pass. You know, they say a child is a gift from God but here I am staring at a woman named Sarah, asking the nurse, places she could go to get a bab
Lisa’s POV“So how was the visit to the hospital?” Andre asked. He had asked that I go get checked when I began sleeping around the house.What I didn’t tell him was that I didn’t go. I didn’t want to put my hopes up on something, only to get disappointed again like the last time. I never want to feel that way again. “Good!” I replied, plastering a smile on my face as I buried myself in the cooking. I increased the speed of the blender. Maybe if the noise became too much, he would quietly walk away from the kitchen. Andre stood right in front of fridge. He didn’t pick a fruit or anything. He had already drank a glass of water, so I wondered what he was still doing here. When ever the blender stopped, I would start it all over again. I repeated the process until Andre gave up and walked out of the kitchen.During dinner, Andre still didn't want to drop it.“What did the doctor say baby?” he turned to me and looked me in the eye. My mouth went dry but I didn’t dare swallow. Not with A