They spent the whole of the following week making arrangements for the party, while she recovered from what had happened to Rochelle. She wished there was a way to help her sister out of jail and help her out by bringing her back to her senses. But she knew there was nothing that could be done now. It was too late. So she just let it die, and stopped thinking about it since Cage wasn't wasn't when he saw her looking so moody and staring into space. As they were making final preparations for the upcoming party, he got a call from Zo. He was happy because he knew something good must have happened. Zo never called unless there was something he wanted to let Cage know or if there was good news. Somehow he felt it was the latter, and his suspicions were confirmed not longer after that. He put the phone in his ears and suspended what he was doing. "Hey Zo, how is it going?" His tone was an expectant one as he answered. Zo replied with a racy tone. "Great, Master Cage. I've got some ex

The look on the old man's face immediately and the fact that he wasn't doing anything to resist the arrest said so much. The detective, however, was very alert in case he tried to do anything funny.He couldn't trust anybody no matter their age. He could look old and unsuspecting, but the fact that he had done something that grievous was a sign that he could do anything. Cage observed his grandfather's distress as he walked towards Chloe and held her hand gently. She was still enraged and it seemed to take everything within her not to lash out at Cage right now and push him away. Holding her in place, he gently let her rest her head on his shoulder, hoping she wouldn't lash out at him. He could feel her anger and didn't want anything that would aggravate her any further. "Listen to me, shouting won't change anything. I'll do something about this, ok? There is no way we're going to fight the detective." He said to her, even though she didn't look any convinced. She still looked enra

"Get the fuck out before I deal with you!" Cage yelled before he attacked Grandpa Richland who was defenceless because of the cuffs around his wrist. But the police officers who were nearby quickly intervened and separated them before he could do more harm. "Please calm down." The detective said to him, before walking between Cage and Grandpa Richland to prevent any further altercation or attack. "I mean... leave him alone. The law will take care of this." The detective corrected himself, knowing that asking him to calm down was the most unrealistic and worst thing he could ask Cage to do right there. Cage didn't say anything, he just stood there, breathing heavily as he stared at the old man whose face was bowed in shame and sadness. Chloe didn't know what to say, her heart was beating so fast in her chest. She was going through a wide range of conflicting emotions and it wasn't helping matters at all. "Cage..." She whispered, sounding so anguished. The rest of her words stuck

The moment Cage walked into the bedroom sulking, she knew she had to get out of her shell and talk to him. It no longer mattered that she was the one who was pregnant, his emotions were still very fragile now and he had to be treated carefully, or they would end up making him do something they would regret in the long run. Cage walked over to the edge of the bed after chugging down a glass of water and sat. His hands were clenched into fists as he thought of what had just transpired between her father and him. He had the guts to say that to him after what had just happened. What was he even thinking?! Cage wondered, shaking his head before turning to face her. She edged closer to him and put an arm around his shoulder. He was brimming with tension, and it took everything within him not to explode and go about ranting angrily. "Who called and why are you looking so annoyed. What's wrong?" She asked softly, swallowing her own anger. He took a deep breath, not knowing how to tell he

He didn't say a single word till they got back home. And neither did she. She knew she had hit him in the heart with her request and wanted to give him some time to think about it, but she was hoping that he would say something to her before getting out of the car but he didn’t, which worried her so damn much. She wondered if the festive air that they had been returning with was suddenly gone and if he was now angry at her. That was exactly what she didn't want to happen, Cage being angry. He rarely got angry, but when he did it didn't end well. She shook her head, hoping that that wasn't the case. As soon as the car died down, he got up and walked to the other side of the car and opened the door for her before stepping aside so she could walk past. She sat there, looking at him before sighing deeply and contemplating her words before she would say what she had in mind. "You haven't told me anything yet." She said as her brows came together in worry. Her uncertainty was what had her