Chapter 19 Michael's pov I couldn't shake off the memory of that kiss with Freya. It was the same feeling I had expected to experience with Emma, but never did. I was perplexed by my reaction - I wasn't even attracted to Freya, yet her kiss had left me feeling lost. As I recalled her tears, I felt a pang in my chest. It was my first time seeing her so close. Her delicate features, long lashes, and brown irises had touched something within me. And those soft, moist lips... it was as if she had invited me in. "Michael, you're so stupid," I muttered to myself, pushing the thought away. I stood up, grabbed my laptop, and focused on more pressing matters. Our company's annual event was approaching, and I hoped Grandfather would finally announce my official inheritance rights. I decided not to return to my mansion that night. I knew Alexis and Raymond would be lurking around, but I was confident I could handle them. After all, they wouldn't dare misbehave on my own property. Howe
Chapter 20Freya's POVThe night dragged on, and I didn't get a wink of sleep. Being in Ambrose's mansion felt like residing in the devil's lair. I stepped out of my room, constantly glancing at the clock. It was already past 8. I needed to get to Michael's place as soon as possible.If he discovered I hadn't spent the night at the hospital, he might send his secretary to tail me. That was a complication I didn't need, especially with Waylen still missing. "Freya, you're awake?" Ambrose's familiar cold voice cut through the air.I turned to face him. "What are the cops saying?" I asked, frustration and confusion etched on my face.Ambrose's expression remained impassive. " Where was the last time you saw Waylen?" I pressed, impatience creeping into my voice.Ambrose's words dripped with sarcasm. "Are you nervous because you should be with your husband? Come on, Freya. Your husband will understand if you tell him you were searching for your missing child."I clenched my fists, tempted
Chapter 21Emma's POVI had just received a message from Alexis; Michael's mansion was empty, and it was time to keep a close eye on things. As the only one who could gather the information I needed from Michael, I had a crucial role to play. After all, I was Emma."Is he back yet?" I asked Alexis thirty minutes later, arriving at Micahel's abode."No, not yet," Alexis replied. "But why are you really doing this? You love Michael."I paused, momentarily silent. "That's exactly why I'm doing this. Because I love him.""Here, we forged a key to his room," Alexis said, handing me the key. "Be quick, Emma, and don't leave anything behind."I nodded, taking the key, and slipped into Michael's room. The familiar scent enveloped me, and I felt a rush of memories. Nothing had changed about him.My gaze fell upon my portrait, slightly cracked but still proudly displayed on the glass table. "Oh, Michael," I whispered, a mix of emotions swirling within me.This discovery only confirmed the lies
Chapter 22Micahel's POV"Micahel, I'm so hurt," Emma said, her voice trembling with anger and desperation. "I need you to divorce that woman now! I'll do everything to make sure Grandpa hands over the inheritance to you, even without getting married." Emma said, emerging into the hallway few minutes after Freya had left.I glared at her, my voice icy and controlled. "Why did you do it?"Emma's eyes widened, blinking rapidly as if she was taken aback by my response. "What are you talking about, Micahel?" she asked, her voice sugary sweet, feigning innocence."Why did you come into my home, invading my privacy by raiding my room and..." I paused, my voice trailing off, uncertainty washing over me. The truth was, I didn't know whom to support in this situation."...fighting my wife?" I said. Emma's smile was instantaneous, her eyes sparkling with amusement."Your wife?" she repeated, her tone laced with sarcasm. "C'mon Michael, drop the act. She's your wife, but you have none of her bel
Chapter 23Freya's POVI was surprised by Ambrose's sudden agreement to let me leave after our journey to the station. I had been preparing myself to gather information about him, but it was as if he could read my mind.Sleep eluded me while I was in his home, a place I could only describe as the devil's lair.When I finally returned home, I was looking forward to a quiet nap. However, my expectations were shattered when I saw Emma approaching my room, as if she had some business there. I suspected that Alexis might have helped her get in.Emma's insults cut deep, striking not only me but also my pride. Her words ignited a fire within me, and I could barely contain my anger. I was eager to unleash my fury upon her.She scratched me with her nails, but I refused to let go of her clothing, tearing it down to her cleavage. Initially, I didn't want to attack her, knowing Michael would never take my side over hers.Michael's words still lingered in my mind, "It was never your fight, Emma h
Chapter 24Ambrose's POV"How's Waylen doing?" I asked, gulping down the vodka as I stared into Raymond's eyes."Ambrose, the little boy won't stop crying. And here's something strange he's never done in a while," Raymond said, pausing as I became curious. "He said he wants to meet his mom. He wants her to cuddle him. He doesn't want the nanny from Australia; he said he needed his mom."I laughed loudly, taking another sip of vodka. "Of course. How do you expect me to believe that crap? How can a three-year-old boy say such weighty words?"Raymond's expression turned serious. "Perhaps if you acted more like a father to the poor child, you'd know what he's capable of. Why do you have to lock him up like that?"My fist clenched, and I closed my eyes, controlling my wrath. "Freya is that little boy's mother," I confessed, not beating about the bush.Raymond tried to deny it, but I cut him off. "You're aware of it. You're just pretending you're not. You're smarter than I am, Raymond."He
Chapter 25Ambrose's POVI stood confidently, my eyes locked onto the three main investors from Michael's company. "Do you really think Michael's company event will hold without you all?" I asked, my voice firm but laced with a hint of urgency. "Michael's relying on each and every one of you to fund his company. SMITH Tech Inc.'s very existence is nothing without your investment."Their expressions revealed a glimmer of conviction, but I knew I had to push harder. I paused, scanning the room as I addressed each investor by name. "Mrs. Sarah, Mr. Ben, Mr. Roosevelt..." My gaze lingered on each face, ensuring I had their undivided attention."SMITH Tech is on the brink of bankruptcy," I continued, my tone serious and somber. "You won't put all your investment in a place that will yield nothing." My words were so weighty that the whole room was filled with tension.The only woman among them, Mrs. Sarah, became visibly anxious the moment she heard the word "bankruptcy." Her eyes widened,
Chapter 26Freya's POVA week had suddenly passed since Waylen was found. Somehow, I felt there was something fishy about his disappearance, but I waved it off. As long as my boy wasn't hurt.Grandpa had gone for a trip days ago. Hence, I had dodged a way to escape the lunch date that Ambrose had pestered me about. My relationship with Michael hadn't been intimate, but we were far from enemies now. Though we barely talked.I wore a little piece of clothing after a night shower. "Hey, girlie... you're good?" I smiled, staring at Naomi's message. I've really missed my best friend. Going to the cinemas, dates, and even covering each other's shifts.[C'mon, when would you invite me over to your place? Or aren't you allowed to bring in anyone?"] [Of course not. I just felt you wouldn't wanna come. You know... you might actually feel uncomfortable..."] I read my messages and deleted them suddenly. Then I sent another one; [You can come visit after your shift. Since my mom is okay now.][Is
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
Chapter 127Michael's POV"The final trial comes up tomorrow...if anything goes wrong tomorrow, I'll fight for my freedom," I said, locking eyes with Jason, who stood staring into space before he finally came to sit beside the sofa where I sat."You're not planning something, right?" "Bella's alive. Would you let me fold my hands and listen to the judge's verdict that I have been found guilty? Bella's alive now, and I have things to protect from Ambrose.""There's no way you'll be pronounced guilty just because Bella testified against you. And then there's something Raymond said to me, and somehow he's smart, and he might be right" I suddenly glued my eyes to Jason's eyes, curious to know what Raymond might have told him."And what exactly did he say to you?" "Listen...he said somehow, the judge probably knew what he was up to, and him isolating Bella to only God knows where until the trial should also be part of his smart move." "So?" I asked, still not getting what I was expecting
Chapter 126Bella's POV**Flashback**"Hey Michael, how could you be so mean and inconsiderate? Shouldn't you ask your woman to sit in front of you?" I asked, my eyes and lips tinting up in a frown as Emma smiled, using her hand to dismiss my suggestion."Come on, Bella, you're the celebrant, and it's only right for you to have the VIP treatment," Emma replied, and Michael took a deep sigh. "Bella, why include me in your confusion? When you ladies are done deciding, then you'll choose who's going to have to stay beside me. Don't forget it's getting dark," he said as I landed a punch on his shoulder, and he growled from the pain."I barely sit in front. You know I've got this guy in college, and he's always willing to drive me..." "Bella, you're just 18, no boyfriends," Michael cut me off immediately as I heard Emma chuckling from behind, crunching her onion spice Pringles as I fumed in annoyance."But you started dating Emma since you both were young," I said as Michael suddenly smile