Chapter 62Zeke's POVPlease, Zeke. Don't. Kamille's words kept replaying in my head as I left the hospital garden. My emotions roared inside me like a stormy sea but I could not show it.My demeanor became very cold and aloof wrapping around my heart like an icy grip. Anger coursed through me as I kept thinking of what had just happened. Hurt and pain gnawed at my insides, a deep ache that seemed to consume me from within.Each step I took felt heavy, weighed down by the burden of my emotions. My jaw shut tightly, teeth grinding together with suppressed frustration. My fists clenched at my sides, nails digging into my palms as I fought to contain the turmoil raging within me.I walked back into the hospital. The nurses scurried past me. My face bore no warmth and my expression was grim till I arrived at Doctor John's office.As I approached the office, I opened the door to meet him scribbling down something on a patient’s folder. “Release them,” I said dryly.The doctor had stopped

Ellen's POVThe sound of Zeke's voice halted their advance, and I turned to see him approaching. Although his expression was unreadable, I felt a sense of relief at the sight of him but I masked it behind a veneer of composure.Seizing the opportunity, I walked past the security detail without resistance, knowing that Zeke's presence alone would deter them from pursuing me further.As I approached Zeke, I could feel his gaze piercing through me, his eyes were complicated and he reeked of alcohol.Reaching his side, I gently supported him, concern etched into my features. “Baby, what's wrong with you?” I asked softly, my voice laced with worry. “You look like you've seen a ghost.”But before he could respond, I shook my head, dismissing the question. “Forget it,” I said firmly, my tone leaving no room for argument. “Let's get you home.”With a subtle nod from Zeke, we began to make our way out of the casino, leaving behind the prying eyes and lingering questions. We used the private e

Kamille's POVAs the bright morning light flickered into my room, I turned and fluttered my eyes open. It felt so good and warm to be home, where I belong.Alright, scrap the last part out. I stood up and went into the bathroom, I looked at my reflection in the mirror and sighed.“Hey girl, you have been through so much and you can pull this through. You have come this far, so you can definitely not give up.” After speaking to myself, I hurried over to my shower and dressed up. I had to go check on my kids and get them freshened up.I put on a black pair of shorts with a sweatshirt and walked out of my room with my flips on. I held my phone in my left hand as I approached Tyris's room.“Hello, love,” I said, reaching out to hold her hand.“Good morning mummy.” Her little voice rang out. I smiled.“How is mummy's baby feeling this morning?” I asked her while placing my hand on her forehead.“Good as new.” She replied with a cute smile.I chuckled. “We will let the doctors be the judg

Ellen's POV Calmly seated at the desk in my room, I scrolled through the evidence that was released on Liz and Gabriel. The video clips, the pictures and other recordings. There was too much evidence to be gotten just by anybody.If Kamille had taken these pictures, made these videos and given them to Belle before dying, why would Belle wait till now to release them?Belle was the only known friend of Kamille at the time of her death, but that fragile looking Belle did not look like she had the guts to do this.Except she had an alibi too. I stood up and began to pace anxiously in my room. I needed to be sure a tail was placed on her. I walked back to the desk and picked up my phone. Dialing Mr. Finley's number, I waited for him to answer.“Ms. Ellen,” Mr. Finley echoed through the phone.“Mr. Finley, there is someone I want you to place a tab on,” I said immediately.“Who might that be Ms. Ellen?” He asked.“I will send to you the details of where she lived and where she worked an

Ellen’s POV After they adopted the child, Grandma Monica took over the business from him. She disregarded all his efforts and ran it by herself. She always made them give extra care and attention to her despite having his own family to take care of.Grandma Monica had doted on this adopted daughter more than she did on Liz, Gabriel, and myself. Close to her death bed, my father heard from his intel in the legal department that Grandma Monica had plans of giving everything to this unknown child, whose parents they knew nothing about.Grandma Monica had cancer which led to her death, so my father asked those people at the hospital to help include dementia in her report, just in case she wanted to act funny and she did. “So while she was saintly to almost everyone, she was evil to me and turned me into the beast I am today.”Father sighed, taking a sip from his glass of whiskey.*************Zeke’s POV Sitting in my study, surrounded by so much work but my mind was occupied with El