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 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 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