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 27Freya's POV"That was a joke, Rogers. The contract remains," Michael said, getting up from the bed, as a wave of disappointment washed over me."Rogers... I'm counting on you. Jason's on his way to deliver your outfit," he added, walking away. I called out, stopping him in his tracks."Mr. Smith, is it really that bad at work?" I asked, and he nodded, not saying a word. Soon, he was out of my room.I placed my hand on my lips, lost in thought. I couldn't shake the scent of his body from my mind. The kiss, though brief, had left a lasting impression. It had been a long time since I'd experienced such a kiss.All Ambrose had ever done was have sex with me, no foreplay or affection. I was determined to make him pay, but to achieve that, I had to do everything in my power to help Michael win over him........ .............. .......Michael's POVI couldn't shake off the thoughts of Freya from my mind. Her lips were soft and moist, and I couldn't understand why I kissed her. Bu
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