Chapter 58Michael's POVI folded my fists tightly, realizing that Raymond had just saved me. I wondered why he decided to betray Ambrose. Either way, I was going to put my life on the line to ensure everyone who stood by me was safe.Grandpa's face was filled with anger after seeing Ruby's secret message and everything that had happened on her system. "Grandpa, I don't know these men. Do not believe what they said. Besides, Jason gave you his testimony," Ambrose said with a hint of fear, looking at the two men."C'mon, Ambrose. You've gone too far this time," I cut in as Grandpa ended the call with the DPO. I wasn't glad that my brother was going to get taken by the cops, but that was the best for now."For a while, I had thought of changing my mind about the inheritance, but then..." Grandpa started."Oh no, Grandpa. You and I know Michael's the only one you want for it. But then, don't get shocked when you realize that I am right and he might be wrong. I'd prove that to everyone he
Chapter 59 Freya's POVIt's been three days since Ambrose's arrest, and I finally got the chance to hold my boy dearly in my arms. As I gently rocked Waylen to sleep, planting light kisses on his forehead, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. "I can see your love for children is unwavering," Michael said, his voice low and smooth, as he stood at the entrance of my room, watching us with a stare that made my heart skip a beat. "Don't you think you need to get yourself one?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with amusement.I froze, never expecting to see him standing there, but then, anything could happen when you leave your door wide open. "Hey," I called out, still feeling a lingering anger from the incident four days ago. Michael had already made it clear to me that I shouldn't expect more than just a contract husband. Then, I didn't think there was any reason to reveal my son's identity to him. After all, we owed each other nothing. In four months' time, everything would go back to
Chapter 60Michael's POV"I love you, Michael," I heard her say, but then I didn't want to annoy her or push her away. After everything that had happened tonight, I knew my feelings for Freya were certain. I felt every part of her body; her sweetness was something I couldn't take my mind off. As I wrapped her petite body in my arms, I didn't hesitate to tell her that I hoped these feelings would never end."Freya, I...""Don't say anything. Don't spoil this moment for me, Michael, please," she whispered, cutting me off abruptly, which somehow put a smile on my face. But then, I knew this was wrong; I mean, Freya and I weren't supposed to have feelings for each other. But then, it was impossible for anyone not to fall for a man like me. Also, Freya was irresistible.I took a deep breath, accepting the fact that I didn't want to lie to myself anymore. Emma wasn't whom I needed, and I realized that days ago during my fight with Freya. Emma was once my life and love, but everything change
Chapter 61 Freya's POV It was the first time Michael ever admitted that I was beautiful. But then, I was still going to wear Bella's dress. I felt honored to see his deceased sister in me. For a moment, I shared in Michael's tears, wishing I had laid my eyes on Bella. Five years ago, when Ambrose and I were happily in love, Michael was crying his eyes out. And then, I wondered. Ambrose never felt moody, nor did he act like he was mourning. He had prevented me from knowing any members of his family. But then, that was the period Bella died, the period he told me he had a business trip with Grandpa but somehow returned saying it was cancelled. Besides, I'd seen Bella's bracelet in his playroom also. And when I heard about the 6 pm schedule of his, I became uneasy since then because, from five years ago, I wondered why he still had a 6 pm schedule that never ended. A schedule no one knew about. Maybe this was going to be a way of getting his weakness and using it against him. So
I Chapter 62Ambrose's POV"I'm here for you, Bella. Don't worry, nobody will ever hurt you again," I said, my voice low as I brought her close to me for an embrace. She held onto me tightly, like she would never let me go, while I revealed a sly smile, unknown to her. The problem with women; they were so stupid."I want to see him pay for what he did to me. I want to see Michael pay for hurting me that night. He's a murderer," Bella grunted, her teeth clenched as I could see anger and hatred in her eyes. My world lit up just seeing her reaction, and I knew sooner, Michael would go down the drain, and this time, no one would get in the way of my plans."I'd love that too. But then, did you happen to drink your cinnamon tea while I was away?" I asked, as she nodded her head. "I've never missed it. It was brought to me by that person who...showed up when you were arrested," she said, as I smiled. At least, a better person would take up Raymond's role. But then, his sudden betrayal neve
Chapter 63Ambrose's POV"Oh, I guess you're wondering how I got to know about them," Freya said teasingly, her voice low, and I knew at once that she had become a threat to me. There was no way I was going to let her get away with this. Something had to be done. I dragged her over to a more quiet place."What the hell do you mean by those words? You could be arrested for false accusations. Do you think these are a way to make me let my guard down and probably tremble in fear?" I asked, moving close to her as I held her firmly by the arm. She struggled to break free, but my grip was tighter."You don't know what the hell happened that night. The fact that Michael had told you everything doesn't guarantee that he's right. You clearly don't know who Michael is," I said, thinking of the next action to take.Freya smiled, without a hint of fear in her. "Then what exactly happened five years ago? Why did you suddenly return five years ago without attending the trip with Grandpa? And what
Chapter 64Freya's POVMy legs were shaky as I wobbled into Michael's car, which I had brought along. Ambrose's words had left me uneasy and unstable, and I couldn't think of anything else to say. I couldn't get the feeling out of my mind that he had something to do with Bella's death. There should be something I could do to make him fall to his knees and beg desperately. I didn't even reveal the fact that I had once seen Bella's bracelet in his playroom; he might discard it and make it difficult to get evidence. But then, right now, I need to clear my thoughts. I needed to visit the people I cared about; I needed to go home.****Naomi's POVI had arrived at Mrs. Tamara's home immediately after my conversation with Emma, the woman who perhaps happened to be Michael's love. My mind was unstable as I watched Mrs. Tamara walking away with a smile, heading to bring a meal, though I had refused, but she insisted."My daughter has always loved this meal. Somehow, she said eating it remind
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 136Raymond's POVThe weight of Freya's words kept taking my attention away. I closed my eyes for a while, thinking deeply about whether letting her go alone was the right thing to do. Somehow, I wondered if Jason was right about it all. I rolled my eyes, bringing myself back from the trance."You'll have a whole lot to explain to Michael. He just told me to keep Freya with me, that he was going to settle things with the officers," Jason said, his voice seeming to disrupt the awful silence that grew between us."Are you serious about what you said the other time?" I asked softly as he tried to play dumb. "Come on, Jason, you know what I'm talking about. Did Michael really come visit Freya alone and... the presents?" He nodded his head gently as I took a deep sigh."I mean... Freya had rejected the whole present, thinking it was from her mysterious husband. She even got into a fight with her mom... oh God," I said in deep regret. "But then... Michael only wanted to see her face
Chapter 135 Freya's POV"What did you say?" Raymond asked, his eyeballs suddenly widening as I took a deep breath with my eyes closed. "Wait, did you both..." He paused as I felt so shy about giving him a response. He turned around, trying to go back to Jason, as I grabbed his hand firmly, preventing him from moving."What the hell are you doing?" I asked, my voice shaking. "Of course, we need to tell it to Jason. I can't keep this from him.""What do you mean? Michael's getting married, and I really don't want this baby to... come into his marriage," I said, and somehow, I could see the resignation in his expression."You could hurt the baby, you know?" He whispered as I shook my head, trying to be strong. "I'll be fine. Just go be with Jason and wait," I said as he nodded. "Be careful," he warned before leaving as I wiped away the little tears that had plastered on my face.A few moments later, I found myself in front of a beautiful yet small house. I doubted this was where Ambros
Chapter 134Freya's POVI began to shake as we drove down a lonely bush path. Raymond held my hands in assurance, but it felt like that wasn't enough. I wanted more than just that... I needed Michael's warm embrace, I needed to feel his warm breath on me whispering to me that everything would be okay."Jason," I called as he replied with his eyes still fixed on the road as he drove with his cellphone mounted in front, which guided him with the direction. "Is... is... Michael coming already?" I asked, my voice so low, but I didn't think I needed to appear like I was fine without him. "Yes, Freya... Michael's coming." I nodded as I fixed my eyes on the wristwatch again as a private number appeared again as the caller ID. I picked it up immediately, fully aware that it was Ambrose."Hey... do you really not care about your mother? How aged she is that she can't even withstand the cold on her?" he mocked as he laughed loudly while my hand shook while holding the cellphone, but I tried
Chapter 133Michael's POVI couldn't stop myself from banging the laptop that was placed in front of me aggressively on the office desk, not caring about anything. The thought of seeing Freya so comfortable without me by her side, her sudden closeness with Raymond, and how she didn't even realize that I had stopped her from going out there because I still cared for her. "You're so stupid, so stupid," I muttered, closing my eyes to take a deep breath when Grandpa's call came into my phone. "Grandpa," I finally said after the third ring, as I heard him clear his throat from the receiver end. I wondered why he had called; it was always about the damn marriage."Haven't you seen the news? Where did Ambrose take the little boy and his grandmother to?" he asked, and I detected panic in his voice. "You should hurry over and do something quick," he said, as I let out a low chuckle. How on Earth did he get to know about it? "Grandpa, why do you suddenly care about the Rogers?" I asked, and
Chapter 132 The weight of my words Freya's POV "Yeah, that won't be necessary. I'm here already, and there's no way I'm going to sit back and watch you all go without me," I said, my eyes locking onto Michael's, who didn't say a word but kept his focus on Raymond. "Raymond, we need to get to Grandpa," I said, almost going closer, as Michael stepped in between. His towering height once more intimidated me as he gave me a long, piercing gaze. "I will not let you go on that road in search of them; I won't ever allow that," Michael said authoritatively, as I couldn't stop myself from laughing. "What on earth does he take me for right now?" I thought. I refused to be stupid, not to him nor Ambrose. "Dare me if you can, Mr. Michael Smith Jenkins," I said in gritted teeth as I moved closer to him, like I was daring him for a challenge. "May I have a moment with her, please?" he said softly, as the two nodded about leaving while I moved closer to Raymond, still locking eyes with him. "We
Chapter 131Freya's POV"Raymond," I called, my voice shaking as I staggered on my feet before I felt his hand holding me from falling. "Ambrose is a psychopath. We need to chase him...we need to go over to Grandpa and...""Freya, I'll do everything I can to make sure your mother and son are safe. Trust me on this," he assured as I paced around restlessly before going to check my phone, which lay motionless on the floor. "Oh, thank God. It isn't broken," I whispered, trying to call the same number as Raymond watched me with anger in his eyes. "Damn!! The number isn't going through.""We have to take this to Jason; he should find a way to track his location," he said as I paused for a while. "Will you be fine? I mean, some publication was made to show that...some..." I stammered on my words, not knowing how he was going to take it. "That I once worked with Ambrose," he said, nodding his head slowly. "It's just that...I don't want you out there for me, Raymond.""They're right. The med
Chapter 130Michael's POVI walked into my office for the first time in a while, smiling as I took a deep breath of the familiar air that greeted me. I wasted no time watering my very own plant that was placed beside my chair. Here I was, complete, as I closed my eyes for a while before retiring to the chair."Boss," Jason called as soon as he placed a knock on the door, and my expression turned sour. The word 'boss' was very foreign, hearing it from a friend I took more than a brother."Where is he? Have you found him?" I asked, my palm on my face as I took a deep breath."Have you reported the message he sent to you to the cops? I've tried tracking down the message, but somehow, I can't get any signal," he said as I stood, narrowing my eyes as I kept staring outside the window, like I could get a hint from there."And Raymond? Have you found him?""Since your release, we don't know where he is either. Somehow, dude hasn't forgiven himself about everything that had happened. He think
Chapter 129Alexis' POVIt's been two days since Michael's freedom, and the whole city was speaking about him. I couldn't stop thinking about Raymond's words to me; I found them ridiculous. There was no way I was going to surrender. Either way, I needed to speak with Ambrose; we needed to have a better plan. Michael's wedding was the talk of the town; we couldn't let him get married and reclaim the inheritance........................."What did you say? Do you mean Ambrose fled without informing me?" I asked as Mrs. Cooke nodded her head slowly few moments after I made ways into Ambrose's home. I tried everything I could to control myself."And Emma? I guess that bitch had probably flown to Hungary...""Mr. Ambrose left with his son. I haven't heard from him since the final trial. What do we do? I'm so scared," Mrs. Cooke shivered as I closed my eyes for a moment."We have no time left. Ambrose is gone. Have you tried calling Emma?" I asked, trying to act strong as Mrs. Cooke tried c
Chapter 128Michael's POVI was uneasy, my hands drumming unstoppably on my thigh as I kept adjusting my tie every few seconds. Like I'd told her, Freya wasn't present. Not only was she not present, I couldn't find Ambrose either. But then, I locked eyes with Emma, who took them away as soon as they collided; perhaps guilty."Shall we begin the final trial of Mr. Michael Smith?" the judge announced a few minutes after everyone had stood to acknowledge his presence. I rested my gaze on Jason, who shook his head in a way that told me not to push through with the plans I had in mind. I waved it off with a smile as I focused on the judge, who began to arrange and review documents."So..." the judge began, clearing his throat while I watched Grandpa dying of anxiety. Natasha Choi gave me a slight nod."Your Honor," a voice called out as everyone turned around to see who had interrupted the judge at this crucial point. "Your Honor, the witness wants to retell her testimony." The court offic