“I won’t ask again Hatton, next time I’ll do worse than pushing your little brother down the hill” Frank Weatherbee had said, and promise was laced on every word even though Ethan was reluctant t call his bluff. What could big old Frank Weatherbee do anyways?But that day Ethan had visibly let his guard down when he saw the missing test scripts in his locker and with the principal looking down his shoulders behind him with a grim look of disappointment on his face. There was no point in denying, in fact it was even impossible to deny, not with the evidence stacked neatly in his locker.“Ethan Hatton, you’re a model student and I do not expect such criminality from you. Your parents will be invited to school and you will face a disciplinary action to determine your fate in this school” it was a swift statement that required no response as he had already turned away from him. Shame burned his face and it didn’t help that the entire school population kept their eyes fixed on him. It was

It was a constant torture for Emily following the weeks of fund raiser red carpet and Mr. Hatton’s sudden heart attack, but even with him responding to the treatment she still felt the aftermath of Jackson’s sudden but sweet kiss in front of the paparazzi. Before she got married to Ethan, she had a lived a life of cleaning toilets and being a total nobody with no idea what the next day was going to hold but at that moment, she was followed by a flock of paparazzi just as she stepped outside after her GED exams.“Emily!! Look here!”“Why are you just taking the GED exams?”“Are you an Ethan going to get a divorce now?”“Are you having an affair with your husband’s brother”“Emily, a statement please!”“Emily is it true you’re the bastard daughter of movie producer Mr. Brown and your mother is the former actress Alyssa” The question rang louder above the others so desperately that she was forced to hear it.Emily stopped in her tracks, her hired bodyguard nearly knocking into her in the

By the time Emily stepped out of the Brown’s estate, she had tears spilling down her face and her whole body rocked with emotions that she couldn’t control. She felt the queasiness return, the nausea rising from the pit of her stomach back up to her throat until she was bent down by the at the side of the flower garden spewing her guts, with her head suddenly swimming. She grabbed her stomach viciously because it was the only thing that kept her mind sane, the seed growing in her stomach – Jackson’s seed.Her mother had cancer? She was spiraling and had ran out of the house the moment the words came out of the woman’s mouth unable to wait for her to explain more. She didn’t want to hear, she wasn’t sure she could handle it. How does one even respond to something like that? What kind of reaction was befitting for a bomb like that? How does she - ?The questions flew in and out of her head with no way to stop them until Victor her body guard came running her towards her, and he grabbed

Emily’s body trembled with exhaustion as she awoke in the unfamiliar hotel room. Her limbs felt heavy and unresponsive and panic surged through her veins as she realized she was alone, stranded in a state of vulnerability.“Where am I?” she struggled to speak, her eyes still felt drowsy and she clutched her stomach in fear. Was she drugged? Oh God! The baby!Frantically, she fumbled for her phone, her trembling fingers struggling to dial Jackson’s number. He was the only person she could think off, the only person she wanted to come save her. But silence greeted her as the call rang and rang – unanswered. Dread settled over her like a suffocating blanket, intensifying her fear, Jackson never missed her call.She tried again and again, sending series of texts and hoping for a response but nothing came forth and she sighed defeated. Her eyes searched the room, it was a small hotel room that smelled stuffy and old, beads of perspiration formed on her head as she noticed the windows were

“Come with me ma’am” Amanda had a wide smile on her face as she beckoned Emily but she was unwilling “We have to do your hair and make up also, we have to get started” Amanda didn’t wait for a response, she grabbed Emily by her arm and pulling her with her into the dressing room and when they got in, Emily pulled her hands away.“You!” Emily pointed “I know you”Amanda feigned surprise “You do?”“Don’t mess with me, you were the reporter asking me questions about my family, it was you!”Amanda stood dumbfounded but she led Emily towards the chair “I work in fashion, the reporter you’re talking about is my twin sister Amy and we’re not close at all so I absolutely have no idea what you’re talking about. So please sit so we can get started and I don’t lose my job” Amanda said, lying through her teeth she pushed Emily down on the chair oblivious to her complaints.“You know this interview is going to be live” Amanda said, running her hands through Emily’s soft hair and she whipped around