Chapter 65Michael's POVSix weeks later...My love for Freya had grown, even though I still reminded myself that she was going to leave anyway in less than three months' time. Waylen had grown closer to Freya, and the adoption process was going to be successful in a few days' time. I kept wondering why Ambrose never fought for his son. Instead, he had remained quiet for the past weeks."Hey, man. Aren't you leaving for the event center?" Jason asked, the first words he had uttered after suddenly barging into my office. I never had any intention of scolding him. Today was a very wonderful day for me. Over the past weeks, Jason, including Freya, had helped the company with their efficiency, and somehow, I had regained all that I had lost."Hey, you have a smile on your face. You wanna share?" I raised an eyebrow at him, picking my new pair of glasses, which was resting firmly on the company's desk."C'mon, I know it's probably Freya. You've been this way since...""Come on, enough of F
Chapter 66Michael's POVI darted my gaze from my phone to Freya. I couldn't believe what I had seen. My grip on the phone tightened, but then I managed to keep my emotions and anger in check. I would never believe anything that hadn't been confirmed by Freya. There was no way she could do this to me."Michael, what's going on?" she asked, as reporters flocked in. I didn't remember inviting these reporters. Someone must have framed Freya and planned it perfectly for today's event."Freya, what's this?" I asked, showing her the pictures containing intimate moments with her and Ambrose, with the headline: [Billionaire Michael Smith, guilty for stealing brother's lover.] Everyone's faces were fixed on Freya and me. I didn't want this precious moment to be ruined this way, but I'm afraid nothing could be done, for Grandpa had also joined the onlookers."Freya?" I asked, hoping she'd defend herself and prove them wrong. There was no way Freya must have met Ambrose."Miss Freya Rogers, do
Chapter 67Freya's POVThe sudden photos of Ambrose and I left me stunned. They were pictures that I alone had kept in my safe box. I could remember how I wanted to get rid of them countless times, but somehow, my mother had urged me to keep them, in case my son demanded proof before accepting me as his mom.But then, why did the pictures from my closet become revealed to the press? There was no way my mom, Naomi, could do this. But then, I couldn't bear to see Michael this way as I kept mute, not finding suitable words to say."Is Waylen your son?" a reporter asked. And I knew I couldn't run from this question. Waylen was my weakness. I'd always prayed to reveal our relationship to the world, but why did it hurt this way?I could see Michael's trust for me, but then, I couldn't forgive myself for hiding the truth from him this much."Michael, I..." I called,"I trusted you, Freya," he said, as the words cut through my heart."She's a whore," some of the people who had gathered began
Chapter 68Emma's POVI couldn't be happier to see all of my plans working out. The pain and tears in Freya's eyes couldn't be satisfying enough. The fact that Michael felt totally betrayed couldn't stop my whole inside from jubilating with joy.I thanked Naomi for the job well done. But then, the timid girl would probably have been on her way out of the country. Poor Freya."Michael, are you okay?" I asked, watching him drink champagne from the bottle. I felt so torn within me to watch him depressed over what had happened earlier? I thought he once said he'd be fine without Freya."Baby, are you okay? Come on, everyone has left. You should probably leave too. I can drive you home, baby," I said, taking a seat beside him as I placed my hand on his."I don't need you by my side. It's late; you should leave. I can drive myself," he spat, his words coming out like venom.I needed to use this opportunity to stay closer to Michael. I needed Michael to see that I was ten times better than F
Chapter 69Freya's POVI already had my body covered with eggs as everyone fought to make a video of me. "Fuck you, whore! Gold digger!" they had called me. I couldn't contact anyone through my cellphone as I wandered around the city, looking terrible.The pain I was feeling within was far more than the eggs and objects that were being thrown at me. I could remember the look Michael had given me, and I knew he would never forgive me for everything."Michael," I whispered, as I used the last strength in me to place a knock on the door."My child," my mother called in a broken voice. Her expression probably revealed that she must have heard about everything. But then, I wondered how she knew; my mother never listened to the news nor used a big mobile phone."Mum," I called, forcing a smile, trying to be happy."My child, you can cry it out, baby. I know everything that happened, baby girl.""Mom," I cried, hugging her tightly. "It hurts so much, Mother. Michael... Michael.""Shh... save
Chapter 70Ambrose's POV"Oh, my sweet loving Freya. If only you knew how much of your mother's life you have saved. I want you to be more specific, Freya. What do you want to do for your man?" I asked, whispering as I rested behind my car, giving her a full scrutiny."I already asked you. What do you want me to do for you? Cook for you, clean for you? I'll definitely not work my ass for you. I won't be your dog, just like Alexis and the rest of them," she spat, as I laughed. I was surprised by her confidence. For a while, I felt she only became this proud due to Michael's connection with her. But then, she was no longer with Michael. She was more or less a hopeless person; how dare she speak with so much pride?I still had a lot of things to do with Freya. I needed her to explore all of my plans."Do you really want me to beg you?""You have no right to threaten my mother's life, else I'll be forced to report you to the cops," her words made me laugh loudly. I had almost forgotten m
Chapter 71Freya's POVMy hands shivered as I held onto Naomi's letter firmly. Tears kept falling from my lashes as I was about to open it when my mom's voice caught me off guard."You know, you don't have to force yourself to open it. When you feel it's the right time, you'll definitely see what's contained in it. My child, you need to give yourself a break. You've been in tears since the incident," my mother said, as I nodded slowly, my face fixed on hers as I wondered how I was going to live without her. Ambrose had threatened me with her life."What do you plan to do, my child?" my mother finally asked, as I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath."He's divorcing me already; there's nothing left for me to do, Mother. Michael hates me now," I whispered."Baby, you love him. I know I flared up, realizing the fact that you got into a fake marriage just to save me. But then, my child has found happiness in that man. I can't let you give up now," my mother said."Mother! It's not going t
Chapter 72Ambrose's POV"How dare that old freak!" I fired, throwing my phone against the entrance wall as I heard Grandpa's words. Was he really serious about keeping Michael as the beneficiary; after everything I've done to make him unworthy?"Are you okay?" Freya asked, approaching me. I narrowed my gaze, looking deeply into her as I kept wondering what her stay would make me. I have to make use of this moment."Waylen is asleep. He needs to see his mother when he wakes up. I have something urgent to do," I said, taking a few steps as I turned back at her; "Don't you lurk around my home." I warned, walking swiftly without having a look at the broken phone...........It took a few minutes before I stopped at Jason's apartment. I laughed, a deep mocking smile, wondering why Michael would abandon his mansion and rest his head in a small duplex like this. He sure does have low taste."What do you want?" Jason's words came out, opening the gate, and I glared at him with a mixture of a
Chapter 110Ambrose POV"Ambrose, will he be okay? I mean, the medical team hasn't tended to his wounds," Alexis said as we both stood by the doorway, watching Raymond and Freya as they both lay unconscious."He's a traitor. You shouldn't care about him. The moment he left us and sided with Michael, I abandoned him, and I'd want you to do the same," I said, my words firm, as she nodded."Are you really sure about not giving Raymond the drink? I mean...""No one should know anything about the drink. For now, only Freya deserves it. She already knows too much, far more than Raymond," I replied."But then... How on Earth was she able to retrieve her old phone? Don't you think you're making everything easy for her by letting her live? The trial will proceed in two weeks, Ambrose. I hope you're doing the right thing by keeping her alive," Alexis said as I was quiet for a while.The truth was, I've always wanted to eliminate Freya from the moment she fell in love with Michael. But then, I d
Chapter 109Freya's POVI've spent twenty minutes hiding from the domestic workers. I knew I had no time left, as Ambrose would return anytime soon. "The boss will be here in a few moments, come on out. I know you're in here," one of the workers asked in a deep baritone voice.I placed my palm over my mouth, trying not to shout. My petite frame was already tired from the little space behind the picture frame in which I had squeezed myself."Adams, there's something in my room," I could hear Waylen's voice from outside. I closed my eyes deeply. I didn't want my boy to be implicated."I'll be there right now. Probably the intruder had hidden there." I could hear the sound of his voice fading, and not long after, the door was locked from behind.I took a deep breath as I got out of my hiding place. "Fuck! The damn door is locked. How do I get out of here?" I asked, exhausted, as my throat became dry. I gulped down the large quantity of the water water I had brought along.Raymond had to
Chapter 108Ambrose's POVI could barely concentrate after the phone call from my apartment. How could every one of my domestic workers be so stupid as not to have caught an intruder? I was going to make them pay. But then, I couldn't get out of here soon. The judge would begin the bail hearing speech, and I couldn't afford to miss such a wonderful moment. I glanced towards Michael's direction as I revealed a sly smile. The outburst of happiness within me just couldn't be depleted. I had watched Michael as he sat hopelessly on the defense seat, and I wondered how well the seat suited him. He should look for possible means to secure that spot instead of competing with me; he was no match for me. Freya was nowhere to be found. Poor Michael, his first love had sided with me, and Freya had abandoned him as soon as he got arrested."So," the judge began not long after. I revealed a smile, the very moment I had waited for. "After careful consideration and review of the testimony presen
Chapter 107Freya's POVI had successfully maneuvered myself into the gate, unnoticed. Somehow, the staff uniform I had disguised myself in somehow managed to fit. I made sure to follow all of Raymond's instructions as I somehow found my way to the secret door. I never had any idea that a secret passage existed in Ambrose's home. After my mission, I was going to use the opportunity to see what lay in Ambrose's secret room."Go in, watch that boy, and don't ever let him out of your sight," one of the domestic workers said to another as I hid perfectly behind a wall, trying my best not to reveal myself. I exhaled after holding my breath for a while. I could see three surveillance cameras from where I was, but I needed to do something to distract their attention. And then, I remembered the fire alarm."Oh, shit!" I muttered, hitting a piece of metal, which perhaps caught the attention of Julia, Waylen's nanny, as she paused, heading towards the direction where I had hidden. "Dear Lord,
Chapter 106Michael's POVI watched Jason stand up as the first witness as I took a deep breath. I began to search for Freya with my eyes, but couldn't find her. I needed her testimony as much as I needed Jason's. The prosecutor had signaled for Jason to speak as I closed my eyes, fixing my gaze on him, but then Jason never gave me a glance for a second. "I was supposed to accompany the defendant, who happens to be my best friend, on that day, but then I had a lot of work on deck, and amongst them were the business schedule with Zenon Group of Companies, and I have every detail in here," Jason said, raising a file filled with lots of documents. "Mr. Jason, we want you to say everything you know about the incident on that day; it seems you've forgotten why you are being called," the prosecutor interrupted, as I felt forced to get on my feet and scold him. How dare he interrupt when he wasn't the judge? "I cannot agree to the claim that the defendant is indeed guilty of murder of hi
Chapter 105Freya's POVMy heart kept bleeding as I sighted Michael from afar, accompanied by a court officer. "We should go talk to him, Freya. The court rules don't go against it. We just need to ask how well he's holding up, nothing about the witness case," Jason said to me softly, as I nodded my head. "Let's go," I said, with each walking step closer to him making the knot in my chest tighter.As we got closer to him, the court official made a gesture showing he was ready to stop him from interacting with us. "Please, it won't take long," I pleaded. "Nothing must disrupt the witness process. I can't leave you two with him. I can't break court conduct," he said, as I closed my eyes for a moment, biting my lips."Hey, Michael," I called, not minding what the court officer was saying. All that mattered to me was getting Michael out of here; I didn't mind doing anything. Anything at all; just to make sure Michael was safe. "Hey, ugly Freya. You're still so ugly," Michael teased, reve
Chapter 104Emma's POVAfter taking an oath and introducing myself to everyone in the court, I took a deep breath, getting prepared to answer all of the prosecutor's questions."Miss Emma, how are you related to the defendant, and how are you connected to the incident?" the prosecutor asked, as I bit my lips for a moment."The defendant happened to be my ex, and I was a victim and witness to the incident on that day," I replied, as he nodded."Miss Emma, can you please describe everything you saw on the night of the incident?""It was rainy, and the defendant happened to offer myself and his sister a treat to celebrate Bella's birthday by driving us around the town... I didn't notice anything wrong with the defendant's car, as it was his best car. Everything was going smoothly, and then... then...""Speak, Miss Emma. Remember, your testimony matters a lot, and we will ensure your safety," the judge interrupted, as I took in a deep breath. A new spirit embodied me, and I avoided giving
Chapter 103Michael's POV"Mr. Smith, get in the car; we have no time left to spare," the cop said to me as he opened the car door for me to enter. I took a deep breath, feeling embarrassment and shame wash over me. I never thought a day would come when I'd ride in a car like this – a police car, no less."What are you waiting for? Get in," the cop repeated as I did, trying my best not to rumple my suit. Jason had brought me a new pair of suit and made sure I looked presentable. I began to say a quiet prayer deep inside of me, hoping everyone who had promised to give their testimony would show up. My heart began to beat faster as I thought of Emma. I'd hoped she would stay true to her words; she had already received the money – a huge amount that would probably go a long way if invested wisely. But then, if it required payment to speak about everything that had happened on that fateful night, I'd pay the same amount over and over again............."Mr. Michael, do you have anything
Chapter 102Freya's POV"Freya... only one of us can see him. Right now, I don't think Michael would want to see me. I'm partially involved in what he's facing right now," Raymond said, calling my attention as I stopped in my tracks. I turned around; his eyes were filled with regret and pain. "It's in the past now. Instead of regretting and dwelling on the past, why not do everything you can to help Michael?" I said, walking a bit towards his side as I placed my hand on his shoulder. "We'll be okay," I whispered, as he nodded continuously.The cops had told me visiting hours were over, but then Raymond had squeezed some money into the officer's hand, and his face lit up with a bright smile. "Just fifteen minutes," he said, as I nodded. Not long after, I was asked to go see him. My anticipation to see Michael disappeared as my legs began to wobble. "He's waiting for you," Raymond whispered, as I took a deep breath. I began to feel my strength return, and soon I found myself sitting