HUDSON’S POVAfter recovering from my initial shock, I glared at my phone and my voice dropped dangerously low. “Look here you conniving little cheat, I have your life in my hands. So, it will do you well to speak to me nicely! While you still can that is,” I growled out.The line became silent, good. At least she knows when to listen. Before I could take another breath, a loud crackling laughter flowed through my phone speakers. What? Is she... laughing? This is funny to her?"Oh, my, you..." she started, her words dissolving into uncontrollable laughter. The sound of her crackling giggles filled the air, taunting me with each passing moment. My face darkened into a tight scowl, the more she laughed. My brow furrowed into the most intense frown I'd worn in years as I stood stiff, my hands clenched into fists at my sides, listening to her struggle to compose herself between gaps of laughter. "My goodness!... That was... hilarious Hudson, were you trying to scare me or something?” Sh
VALERIE POVI stared at my phone; incredulity clear in my features as my screen went off, his number disappearing from my view “What just happened?” I asked out loud and took a scan of my environment to ensure no one heard my banter with that arrogant, selfish, overbearing, ignorant… “argh! What other word can I use to describe that dick head!” I groaned, annoyed by everything.“I can’t believe he called to threaten me. What’s his problem??” Yes, I did not use my full name before but that doesn’t give him the right to question my capacity. I worked my ass off, had several late-night studies, thinking of strategies and new ideas, even while I was pregnant!I never took a day off, never took a holiday. I mean how could I? My very own family members were seeking for any possible loophole to drag me down. I couldn’t give them that satisfaction. And finally, all my efforts paid off, no one dared to question my capacity after several hit business deals, I got. But come now, some arrogant
VALERIE'S POVI just stood there, speechless. After a moment of shock, my chest started heaving up and down from the amount of adrenaline coursing through my veins. My breathe was coming out in sharp gaps and my heartbeat drummed inside my ears. I had to hold onto the stairs trails for support, otherwise I might just fall off the remaining steps of the stairs. Did I just run down the stairs like a mad woman for this? How can…how... “What the hell is going on here?!” I yelled, still fighting to calm my raged breathing while my eyes blazed in anger. They all went quiet, everyone pausing in their tracks.“Uh uh, mommy’s mad at someone,” Miles little voice sang out and he immediately dropped the pancake he was about eating. I ran my gaze over each of them, the scowl on my face deepening the more I took in the situation. A pile of pancakes stacked high up like a mountain sat on the table in the living room, strawberry and chocolate syrup was spilled all over the living room table.Mile
VALERIE POV "C’mon guys, chop chop, let's go!" I called out for the third time since I came downstairs. These kids… I’m the lady in the house, with all the makeup and normal womanly delays I somehow still end up ready before those 3. “You guys! I’m going to be late for work, come downstairs, will you?” I said, flinging my arms up in disbelief. After few moments of no reply, I decided to take more action than just standing and yelling to myself, because it seems that was exactly what I was doing, talking to myself. I moved to the kitchen island and grabbed my keys, making sure to jingle the bunch in the process, “I am leaving your asses behind,” my voice rang out, higher than before now, using the keys to make a whole lot of noise like I was opening the front door. It seemed to work too because in seconds a pair of dirty blonde hair and green eyes showed up at the top of the stairs, Miles. His green orbs searched the living room frantically and when they finally met mine in the li
VALERIE'S POV“Why will he be present? It’s our inspection, what would he do there?” I bombarded Rob with questions. Just when I thought I wouldn’t have to see that dick head Hudson at least till another meeting or something.“Erm, its his building ma’am.” Rob reminded, “And so what?”“So… he could… possibly… want to show us around,” he said slowly, picking his words as he noticed me narrowing my eyes at him. “I mean, what’s the harm in that?” he said innocently.I scowled at him; my lips pressed in a tight line. “You’re really asking me that? Really?” But he just stared blankly at me and adjusted his glasses a bit. A habit he always did whenever he got uncomfortable. I sat upright on the couch and let my eyes bore into his for few minutes until he squirmed awkwardly, and started repeatedly clearing his throat, all to avoid my gaze. “Wah? what is that? What’s wrong with your throat?” I sneered. He blinked, “Ma’am? My throat? nothing at all ma’am!” And he went ahead to cough a bit “N
Valerie's POV The air seemed to shift as the door to the posh Bentley swung open. First, his squeaky-clean black dress shoe hit the ground with a thud, and all the workers stood still, every one of them pausing in their tracks as their eyes fixed on the luxurious car with a mixture of awe and reverence. I glanced around a bit and sure enough, even Rob had paused in his tracks, his usual composure momentarily replaced by a look of wonder. Heck, even the temperature felt different. There was this commanding chill in the air, one that seemed to make the temperature to rise in anticipation, and he hadn’t even stepped out yet! Then his imposing figure stepped out, clad in a perfectly tailored gray suit that accentuated his broad shoulders and chiseled features. I found myself unconsciously suck in a breath as my eyes ran through those sinful muscles that budged as he shut the door of the car. Then our eyes met, and without warning, a shiver ran down my spine from the sheer inte
Hudson's POV"Where is she?""Where is she?!" I thundered, my voice echoing through the white-painted halls of Jubilee high schools. I shouldn't be doing this, but I can barely think straight right now. "How can a 5-year-old little girl disappear under your watch?! Just how foolish are you?"I spat angrily at the class teacher, who was cowered in a corner, eyes wide, shaking with fear like a leaf. "I-I don't know, Mr. Rodriguez," she stammered.She looked just about ready to pass out. I can't believe this spineless thing was allowed to be the teacher in my daughter's class. "Mr. Rodriguez..."The proprietress of the school called out breathlessly as she literally ran towards me from the end of the hall. "Mr. Rodri—Sir--…". A bunch of other teachers were behind, all of whom looked equally panicked.They better be, because my child is missing! As soon as she came within range, she slowed down and tried to compose herself while still breathing heavily. "We're so sorry for...I cut her off
Hudson's POV The next few days were a blur of Charlotte trying to coax me into talking things through, but I remained resolute, spending more and more time at the office.To the outside I was mad at Charlotte but deep inside of me I knew what I was truly avoiding- that persistent thought that kept resurfacing again and again in my mind despite the workload. Who the hell would Valerie bring as a date? Some wealthy, older man, no doubt, who she could easily manipulate. Not my concern anyway, yet the thought lingered. There was still the issue with Charlotte that I had to deal with, and occasionally, I'd feel a glimmer of willingness to smoothen things over, but then the memory of Abrielle alone in the empty school yard would surface on my mind and reignite my anger all over again. Charlotte even went ahead to enlist my Mom's help, which is why I found myself standing in front of the house, taking a lecture on 'peaceful living' instead of actually getting into the car. I was already
VALERIE'S POVWait for her, for her mind … because that is where her problem is. The accident and the suddenness of everything that happened left a scar on her, it was too much and her already delicate mind couldn’t take it. So, it shut down completely. Like her brain went on an overdrive on the day of the accident and something just snapped. Her mind only did what it thought as necessary to save itself and that was shutting down.There was no medicinal cure for it, everything just depended on her. The only thing we could do was take care of her physically, help her with her therapy sessions and try to make her life as normal as possible in other to trigger her normal self back home. The situation really was… sad.So sad, that I couldn’t stop imagining the level of shock such a little girl must’ve gone through when she found herself flying through the windscreen of a car that was on high speed and getting smashed against the iron bars of the estate gates. I couldn’t imagine… it was he
VALERIE’S POVA FEW MONTHS LATER“Mommy?”“Mommy where are you? I’m going to be late again!” Her whiny voice complained, causing me to hasten up a bit amidst the pile of colored ballet shoes.Purple slippers… purple slippers, purple slippers… where are you?Ugh, goodness me!“Where is it?!” I grumbled, totally exasperated by this absolutely annoying search that I had to do right now. This is a pair of shoes I would always see here, amidst all these other shoes but somehow, today when I actually need it, I can’t see it anywhere!“Mommy!”“I’m coming!” I sounded out, groaning in distress as I quickly grabbed a white pair before rushing out of the room and down the stairs. Anything was better than nothing at this point. Besides, white goes with any color, right? A white on purple wasn’t so bad right?“I’m coming, sweetie. Mommy is coming!” I called out, taking the steps two at a time just to get down in time before Miley would bring down the entire building with all her impatient screami
VALERIE’S POV“I will go first,” he said, facing me completely on the seat. I just nodded, relaxing my right arm on the seat so I could face him too. This position left little distance between us, but it was comforting. It felt warm, and I loved it too.I really have been loving a lot of things these days, haven’t i?“I- I want to apologize to you” he started,“For?”“For been such an idiot. For been unreliable, childish, the worse possible husband you could have gotten when we were younger! I was… you were a victim, a victim of my family’s messed up ways. It was like everyone had an agenda 5 years ago; mom wanted to pair me and Charlotte, Grandpa wanted to pair you and I, my father… my father wanted to save his ass and let the rest burn, and me… I wanted to prove Grandpa wasn’t right about everything concerning me! Everyone had a game plan, everyone except you.”“You were just yourself and so real… that’s why we couldn’t stand you. You became the victim, an innocent victim in all our
VALERIE’S POV“Is everything ready?”“Yes Val, she’s leaving now. Like right now” Rob droned, obviously tired of my repeated calls in the past 30 to 40 minutes. But could you blame me? I was the worried one right here. I mean, with Hudson aggressively sweeping through everything that has to do with or had somewhat any connection to do with Drake and Charlotte, I was bound to get worried for Lucia!I couldn’t let him get to her now he was in his beast mode.He hadn’t even come to the hospital ever since he left that morning after walking in on my conversation with Rob at the cafeteria. I admit, his features did seem gloomy but that was to be expected after receiving so much information about those around in a short span of time. It was a lot.Just a lot! And right now, he seemed to be pouring all his anger in a different direction. And that is by raiding every possible lair Drake could be hiding, taking anyone in his part too! But the crazy thing is, these people weren’t going to the p
CHARLOTTE’S POV“But no worries! You will be leaving soon enough.” She continued, her tone housing an unmistakable mockery that just angered my spirit the more her I listened to her. “I just wanted to ask how the quick lift was but I guess there’s no need for that anymore. With the way you gulped down that chilled water, you must be stressed! But stress is good though, don’t get me wrong.”“It prepares you; you know. For what is to come, at least for you right now…”“Wah… what are talking about, you fucking bitch?!” I snapped, losing all my shit right there and then! I have had enough of her, honestly!“First of all, I’m not in your house! You don’t know where I live or where I currently am, Valerie! Stop trying to get in my head! It worked at the hospital doesn’t mean it will work on me again! You think I don’t know what you did? You think I don’t know how you played everything yesterday?! Those fucking family members may be blinded by you but I’m not! I’m not blind at all, Valerie a
CHARLOTTE’S POVInstantly my neck snapped in her direction, eyes wide as alarm sprung in my heart. “What?” “Madame,”“Wah…what did you say?” I stammered, blinking repeatedly as i tried to see through the rage of emotions swelling up from within me right now; confusion, alarm, disbelief and above all… fear. Fear of been trapped in a cell for whatever reason!“Madame, they are-“I said, what did you say?!” I snapped, my voice ringing out in the room as anxiety got the best of me. “Who the hell did you say is at the door?”“The co-cops madame!” Maria stuttered, clearly sharing my panic as she tried to conceal her trembling fingers. “They have a warrant, and… it’s about the men we paid madame. What are we going to do? How do we escape this, they- they said there is a recording which proves that you indeed paid those guys, Madame. What do we do? How do we-“What did you say to them?” I interjected; my eyes murderous as I closed in on her. “What did you tell them at the door, Maria?”“I- I
CHARLOTTE’S POV“You fucking blonde bitch!”“How dare you! How dare you, Charlotte?!” The voice which I so much hate that I recognize right now shrilled in my ears. Literally threatening to render me deaf at such early hours of the fucking morning!‘Argh, this pompous bitch again.’ I groaned under my breath, groggily rubbing my eyes open as her voice continued to scream through my phone speakers. “You have a lot of nerves, Charlotte. So much nerves, but guess what? I’m going to deal with you. I’m going to deal with you stupid ass, you hear me?!”“Hey!” I yelled back, snapping at her. “What do you want, Mrs. Thompson?! What the fuck is wrong with you and why are you screaming in my ears at this time of the morning?! People are still sleeping you know!”“Sleeping?!” She mocked, laughing loudly like a manic. “You really are something, aren’t you?! You dare sleep after what you’ve done?!”What?“What are you talking about?” I asked, some sort of clarity coming to me as I looked around my
HUDSON'S POVWith one last exhale to calm the nerves, “I apologize.” I said, “I apologize for showing up on your property without an invite. For continuously trying to barge my way through every time i came here… I have thought about it all through my time out at your entrance and it truly doesn’t sound good.”“So, you do realize that, hm?” He mocked calmly, keeping his eyes trained on me.“Though my means was and still is wrong at the moment, but my reason for this is truly urgent.” I explained, “I am here today, because I am guilty man! A man that has done you wrong and simply disregarded you all these years, especially after finding out that things weren’t as I assumed. I have… I have hurt your daughter. Your granddaughter, Valerie. I hurt her, I abandoned her and totally neglected her when we were married!”“Oh? So, you married her?” He sneered, the distaste in his tone clear. “You married a daughter of mine without my knowledge?!”“Yes!” I confirmed, taking the bull by the horns.
HUDSON’S POV“I’m sorry sir, but the chairman is currently resting and won’t be able to see you.” The elderly man who I assumed was the chief butler of the mansion addressed me. His words, not surprising at all seeing as they were literally the exact words he used on me a few weeks back.Ever since I had officially gotten back together with Val after our last issue over housing arrangements, I had made it a point to reach out to her family. To get to know them, introduce myself and let them know I would be taking responsibility for my kids and Valerie seriously. Unlike how I had behaved 5 years ago.5 years ago, I wasn’t even aware Val had a family. That she had people, or even ones as powerful and commanding as the Hernandez backing her… I was clueless and quite foolish, as I have let you all know by now. But I couldn’t continue to be like that.I couldn’t continue to make up excuses and not take responsibility for my actions, especially as now, I badly wanted to be with her. Making