Chapter 63 What’s better than to have your alarm secretly wake you up at 5am in the morning and you angrily bashing it up because you were having the best dream with Tyler Smith present, mom isn’t so gonna buy me another one. Well I snapped outta the dream an hour later rushing to the bathroom for a quick bath and morning doings. Came out some minutes later all dressed in a red tank top over a tiny slightly ripped long jeans with one of the best flat shoes. Remembered yesterday was and always will be my worst night, how constant dad and mom yelled at me for getting myself fired again. So I made a promise, a promise am so gonna keep at all cost, a promise that will always lingers on my mind, and that’s never to get sack once I get a new job. I skip breakfast going straight to where I got fired yesterday hoping the boss could reconsider and hire me back. I got there ignoring the look the nameless meanie kept giving me going straight to his office. Knock! Knock!! I knock lightl

Chapter 66Inside a nicely furnished office sat a man in a lab coat wearing a grim face as he inspected a piece of paper, he looked up after awhile, his lips perching a thin line. His eyes locating a scrawny looking woman in her late twenties, petite and pale. Emma Tonks batted her lashes, anticipating the doctor’s report on her condition. Lately she’s been unhealthy, and unlike herself. So she had decided to come examine herself medically. “When last did you go for checkups?” Ian Hales, the doctor started, adjusting his position on the seat as he pushed forward a little bit. Emma has no idea where he’s going with the question, but regardless reigned for an answer. “I don’t know,” she muttered after some seconds. Through each and every time she’d feel down and would wanted to go for checkup, her fiancée, Nathan Kors would always dismiss the idea. “I’m sorry to inform you this, but your test results are recognizing a cancer in your blood. Leukemia to be precise, and it’s growing

Chapter 68“I swear by the goddess, I know nothing of such accusations. Of what reason would I commit an act so barbaric? He was like a father to me!” My voice yelled out the words, tears foaming beneath my eyes seeing his rage intensified. “Stop lying, Amaris. I was there, I saw you fed him the poison. You killed the poor old man, he was like a father to you and yet you took his life. What could be your reason? What?” My sister, the genesis behind my situation. My mate and I were still in shock about the news of his father’s demise, and then she came in. Asking me questions I found bizarre, but she was serious, pitting strong accusations against me. Saying I murdered my husband’s father, claiming she saw me at the kitchen sprinkling the old’s man drink before going to serve him the drink. Albeit I’d never do something that vicious, I did go and get him a drink per his order. He had call me into his room, wanting to know about my plan with birthing him a grand-heir. I used the mo

Chapter 70 Daisy Williams, a woman in her mid twenties rushed to the silver colored Audi parked in front of an apartment. Her outfit seeming corporate and professional, her facial sparking up suspicions with the bruises and cuts laid on top the soft skin layer of her face.The small trimmed remote in her palm beeped the car she was approaching unlocked as she slid in before inserting the key and making a twist that brought the car’s engine to life. Daisy dropped the files held in her arm on the car seat beside her, moving her hands towards the drawer provided just in front of the seat.She dragged it open bringing out different makeup kits, relaxing herself she brought down a private mirror at the car roof as she began applying different things from the makeup on her face, masking away the bruises visibly invented on her face. With all done her car made a new sound before reversing and driving out of it spot and straight into the road. Daisy is a married woman tied to an abusive jo