Chapter 83Freya's POV"What...what did you just say?" I stopped, my heart suddenly constricting upon hearing Michael's words. It might have been a mistake. There was no way Michael would love a woman like me. Probably, there was something wrong with my eardrum."Did you really hate me that much? Did you really hate Michael that you were so eager for the divorce?" Michael asked, a smile forming at the corner of his lips."Really? I should be asking you that question. Almighty Michael hates Freya so much that he didn't even hesitate to shut me out of his life completely," I fired, my emotions taking control of me.He laughed, and I wondered what was so funny because I didn't think I was making a joke."Now you're being dramatic. I'm sure you've heard everything earlier, and then, you probably want me to look you in the eyes and explain myself. Well," he paused, giving me a long stare, his face brightly filled with smiles, which partially made me blush as I avoided eye contact with him.
Chapter 84A change of tasteEmma's POVI clenched my phone tightly, my voice barely above a whisper as I muttered Freya's name, my lips curling in disgust. How dare she go back on her words? I had specifically warned her never to cross me, and I was willing to provide her with everything she needed to leave the country."Freya!" I exclaimed, my anger boiling over as I hurled my phone at the wall, watching in satisfaction as it shattered into a hundred pieces. My gaze fell upon the delicate flower vases and champagne bottle on the glass table, and I couldn't contain my emotions as I began to destroy each item, the sound of shattering glass and ceramic echoing through the room.How dare Michael hurt me so badly? I fumed with rage, my chest heaving with each ragged breath. I had abandoned my family and purchased a new home just to be with him, and this was how he repaid me? By turning a blind eye and pursuing a destitute local whore?I was determined to make them pay, as I stormed out
Chapter 85Ambrose POVA smile formed on my lips as I watched Raymond from the penthouse. I knew he probably had some news for me. Since the last time, I hadn't seen him. I also couldn't stop thinking about the conference meeting I had earlier. Michael would have no choice but to let go of his company. Everything was ready: the witnesses, his negligence to work, breaking the law, and getting into a contract marriage. All of it would be used - the messages from the bug and..."Sir, Mr. Raymond is waiting on the third floor. Should I call him over or would you go to him?" A frown formed on my face as I gave the maid a wild look."Do you realize no one comes up to the penthouse? Get your freaking ass out there and tell him to wait for me!" I fired, as she left at once. I had lots of mansions in the city, amongst them was my special penthouse. The last time I spent the night was four years ago, during my time with Freya. Now, I couldn't stop thinking about all of Emma's features. I couldn
Chapter 86Freya's POVTwo days laterThe meeting between Michael's grandfather and me continually left me stunned. I couldn't look him in the eyes as he had declared that he didn't want a woman like me anymore. As I walked tiredly out of his compound, I met Michael's white car in front, probably waiting to take me home. My heart began to bleed as I couldn't take my gaze off his adorable face. Tears began to fall from my eyes as I fought within me never to let them fall, but somehow, they fell."Freya," Michael called, realizing that I didn't acknowledge his presence or reveal a smiling face. I didn't flinch as I kept walking; I guess this time, Michael and I weren't meant to be."Freya," Michael called again, his voice more audible behind me. He had probably gotten out of the car. I closed my eyes tightly as I felt his hand against mine, stopping me from walking further."You had a meeting with Grandfather, and you didn't tell me?" he asked, but I didn't reply. I didn't even know how
Chapter 87Michael's POV"You sure do know the consequences of what you're about to do, Michael?" Grandpa's voice kept echoing as I didn't say a word. My heart and mind were in turmoil as I had just given it up for Freya. She had done so much for me; she had gone through so much for me. I needed to do something for her."Michael," she called, moving over to me as I looked away from her. My heart was pierced by Grandpa's sudden decree. Freya's hand slowly rested around me for an embrace, and somehow, I needed that embrace at the moment. As she tried to pull off, I didn't let her, as I kept scenting the sweet fragrance from her hair. I remained there, wondering how I was going to let everyone realize that the only mistake we made was loving eachother genuinely."Did he...change his mind?" She asked, her voice filled with concern, but I pretended not to hear. I didn't want to hurt her feelings; if I told her what I put up for her, she would not hesitate to leave me. "Everything will be
Chapter 88Freya's POV"Michael, are you... okay?" I asked as we entered his dimly lit room. Michael's face looked so gloomy, as if Bella had only passed away recently. A part of me held on to the possibility that the result would probably be false; that somehow, someway, Bella was alive."I would have asked you to stay with me, but then your friend isn't here anymore. I couldn't let you leave your mom; I'll be fine, Freya," Michael said, reminding me of Naomi.I closed my eyes for a moment, inhaling deeply. I still couldn't believe that Naomi would betray me. I hadn't seen her or visited her since everything happened. I wasn't planning on reading her letters either, but I couldn't deny the fact that I missed her."What do you plan to do from now on?" I asked, my voice low. Michael looked away for a while, biting the inside of his lips, his fingers drumming on the surface of his thigh."What do you think about everything that happened five years ago?" I asked. "I wasn't drunk, Freya,
Chapter 89Freya's POV"Wow! What a brave move, Freya. I've always known you to be such a little dove. You've done a great job, and I'll stick to my promise like I've always done," she said, showing off her walking skills as I let out a chuckle."I have no time for these. Give me the money," I repeated, this time with a deep frown on my face. Not fascinated by any move she tried to make, I kept glancing at my watch. It was getting dark, and I couldn't afford to leave my mom alone."Are poor people that desperate for money? I see. And how would Michael feel when he realized the woman he chose over me came here to trade him for money?" she asked, as I let out a short laugh. She must be kidding me. To think she had any slightest right to say those words to me.But then, I still didn't want to unleash my anger just yet. "Really?" I asked, moving closer to her. 'And what makes you better? How dare you show your face after everything you've done to Michael? How could you do that to a man y
Chapter 90Michael's POV"Freya," I called, my voice low as my hands caressed the empty space next to me. With my eyes closed, I still couldn't shake off the memories of the previous night. And somehow, it felt like I was dreaming again, reliving everything that had happened last night."Michael!" And then, I could hear a voice that was audible enough, making me realize that this might not exactly be a dream. The voice became louder and louder, and somehow, I could hear a throbbing knock on the door as my eyes snapped open."Michael," the voice called again, as I blinked my eyes twice. That was Emma's voice. My heart began to beat faster, and it felt like my whole mind was betraying me. Was Emma the woman I had made love with last night? Why was she here, and why was Freya gone?"Michael, do you realize you shouldn't keep me waiting for..." "What do you want?" I asked, opening up the door before she had the chance to do so. I wasn't putting on something decent, but a towel would do.
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
Chapter 101Jason's POVMy heart was deeply hurt as I gave Michael a reassuring look. I couldn't imagine a day when Michael would spend a night in custody. "I'll bring you out of here, I promise," I said to him. "Find Freya" were the only words he told me, and I nodded my head firmly. I couldn't give him a long, lasting stare; there was no way Michael would be guilty of Bella's death, an event that had left him traumatized for five years. I already knew Ambrose had a lot of evidence to make Michael appear guilty, but then, I'll do everything I can to make sure Michael's legal team works hard."Mr. Michael Smith." I turned around immediately as I saw Miss Natasha Choi, Michael's own lawyer, who was prominent for winning many cases. "How's he holding up, Mr. Jason?" she asked, walking towards me as I took a deep breath. "He's been framed. Please, do everything to reveal the truth," I begged, as she nodded, moving over to Michael, whose face had been down. "Michael, your lawyer is her
Chapter 100Freya's POV"Death?" I asked, the words slowly escaping my mouth as my heart began to pound. Had they found out that my mom possessed one of the Jenkins' property ? I wondered, my heart beating like a drum."Freya, you have to open this door if you want to see Ambrose die. You have to open this door if you want to save Michael," Raymond's voice echoed as I blinked my eyes twice. Was this another part of his scheme to betray us again? No way!"I don't need your help. Without your help, I'll storm into Ambrose's home and find the evidence I need.""Evidence? You think Ambrose would ever leave any trace at his home? You're not that stupid, Freya," he said as I exhaled a chuckle. I had never mentioned knowing anything about the bracelet to him. Somehow, Ambrose would still have it in his secret room, and..."Ambrose has found a way to eradicate every trace. You can't do this alone, Freya," Raymond interrupted my thoughts as I closed my eyes deeply. I didn't trust him a bit, b
Chapter 99Freya's POV"Billionaire Michael Smith Jenkins: Arrested for Murder of Sister." "Mom, could you read this... or probably my eyes are playing a trick on me?" I stammered, my hand shaking as I managed to keep the phone from falling. "It's been all over the news since yesterday. The country is making a fuss about it. I didn't want to call your attention to it, since all you do is confide in this place without even stepping an inch out," Mom blamed, but I wasn't really in the right mood to argue. I placed my hand on my chest to stop the erratic beating of my heart, at least to calm myself. "Michael is no murderer. There has been some misunderstanding, and I'll prove to everyone that he is not his sister's murderer," I said, determination evident in my voice. I scratched my hair, thinking of possible measures to take."You won't make any irrational moves. This is not your place, Freya. You'll be seen as an accomplice too." "What the hell does that even mean, Mom? Everything
Chapter 98Michael's POV"What!" I exclaimed, looking into Raymond's eyes, my own eyes filled with anger. I didn't think I'd heard everything Raymond had said; probably I must have hurt my ear during the gunshot that killed the gatekeeper."Michael... I... I'm so sorry, I just..." Raymond stammered."You animal!" I fired, my fist connecting with a loud crunch, sending blood gushing from the bridge of his nose."Michael, you have to calm down," Jason intervened, holding my hand to prevent me from throwing another punch as Raymond rolled, groaning in pain.I took a deep breath, easing my anger and wrath. I watched Raymond groan in pain, and somehow, I felt torn within me. I signaled to Jason to call the medical team."I brought you into my home, hoping you'd become useful, and you chose to betray me this way?" I asked, looking closely at him as his knees remained on the floor."My offenses are punishable by law. I have lots of regrets, but I just want you to give me one last chance. I s
Chapter 97Raymond's POVI fumed with rage as I watched Ambrose being interviewed. My anger kept boiling over as I watched him, all smiles, speaking about the success of his business. The same business he had ripped people off to acquire more wealth and fame."All this will end soon," I muttered, looking into my cellphone as news began to pop up. These news caught my attention as I saw Mrs. Cooke's picture and the headline: "Billionaire's Maid Guilty of Manipulation and Harmful Mixture, Wanted for a Fine of $12 Million Dollars." I smiled, knowing fully well that I knew most of the hidden parts where she might have kept her head. No doubt, I was going to acquire all the money Michael had placed on her head.But then, the "harmful mixture" caught my attention as I remembered I had once detected something like that. But then, I couldn't get the weight off my mind; I needed to see Michael again. ........... Few moments later"Get out! To think you have the nerve to come here to his offi
Chapter 96Michael's POVI couldn't wait for Jason to pack the car in the right position after numerous attempts to wake the gatekeeper, who had been dead asleep. I kept wondering why no one ever bothered go lock the gate."How dare she," Jason said, reminding me of the bond Mrs. Cooke and I shared. "You loved and took her as a mother."She was the only one I was close to; I could tolerate her, and somehow, she gave me a motherly feeling. I couldn't figure out why she stabbed me in the back. I had always loved her, and everything was happening like a dream."Jason, I don't know how I'm going to make her face the law. I mean, this is Mrs. Cooke we're talking about...I really don't know what to do," I said, feeling broken. But Jason's face held no emotions as he looked straight into my eyes."You don't care about her anymore. This isn't the time to feel pity for anyone; this is the time to serve justice to whoever needs to be served. Michael," he paused, placing his right hand on my lef
Chapter 95Michael's POV"You were right to drop a mobile phone with her mom," Jason said, breaking the silence as he drove on the highway. "She might want to reach out to you." I didn't say a word, feeling so broken. Even when I turned to leave, Freya never looked back."She still loves you," Jason said. "You said she never said the last words, right?" He asked, as I let out a cold, mirthless laugh. "Love? What if she was right? Maybe I actually forced myself on her too much. I mean, I didn't think I'd ever been rejected in my life."Jason nodded, his eyes fixed on the road. "She'll come around, I promise. Besides, your marriage with her was probably a way for Grandpa to execute one of his hidden plans.""Jason," I called, pausing as I looked at him, even though he had his total attention on the road. "What's bothering you?" he asked."What do you think about Grandpa?" I asked. "Doesn't it ring a bell? What if he knew everything that had happened in the last five years and...?"Jason