Mr Usman was enjoying the expression he was receiving from Mrs Rosalie. He was going to taunt her slowly until she came out clean. Likewise, he wants to know why Mrs Rosalie kidnapped Zara and what she plans to do with her.Because as it seems, Jake wasn't going to spare her if he found out she hired Strausser to kidnap his woman. Not only that but if Strausser gets caught, it would be dangerous for him because Jake would find out also that he killed his beloved Father. “Did you kidnap Zara?” Mr Usman asked Again and Mrs Rosalie gulped nothing down her throat. What was she going to do? She had tried her best not to make it obvious and this happened? She glanced at Mr Usman and faked a smile, she already knew what to say.“Why would I kidnap Zara? And also how does my friend hiring Strausser have anything to do with Zara being missing? And by the way, how did you know Zara was kidnapped? I thought nobody knew her whereabouts?” Mrs Rosalie suddenly asked and Mr Osman went mute.He was

Mrs. Rosalie was busy relaxing in her room when she received a call from Mr. Osman to relay the shocking news. At first, she thought it was one of her lover's tricks to put fear in her so she bluffed and ended the call. But the moment she dropped her phone, Mrs Isabella barged into her room with a frightened look on her face.“What have you done? You've stepped on the wrong tail, Rosalie!” Mrs Isabella started and Mrs Rosalie's eyes widened in shock. So it was true, Strausser had killed Zara.“But I didn't give instructions to kill her?” Mrs Rosalie whispered to Mrs Isabella.“Well, she's dead and Jake isn't taking it lightly.” Mrs Isabella hissed.“What are we going to do now, this is bad… wait let me call him.” Mrs Rosalie began to panic as she grabbed her phone and dialed Strausser's number.It rang a few seconds before switching to voicemail. “ Shit! He's not picking!” She lamented.“And you expect him to pick and when he's on the run? Are you hearing yourself at all?” Mrs Isabel

After mourning for months, Jake was finally ready to go back to work. Personally, if he had a choice, he would have stayed at home and done nothing. But he had a legacy to keep and his Father wouldn't be happy with him.Furthermore, His company is not doing well and has decreased about 40% of their monthly income. He knew he had a lot of Things to do to increase sales and it would take a lot of time to achieve such. Not only that but his step-brothers had been looking for ways to bring him down. However, he knew they were laughing at how the company was and they derived joy in rubbing it on his face too. Jake stepped down from his car In his pair of black suits and dark shades. Furthermore, he sighed and glanced at the bodyguard who opened the door for him. Likewise, the bodyguard bowed slowly, wondering what he had done to warrant such a glare from his boss.“Get my suitcase.” He started coldly and the bodyguard rushed to get his suitcase. Jake collected his suitcase and walked ma

Claire Larryson had arrived at the funeral a little earlier than Jake. There was slight evidence of boredom on her face as she walked sluggishly down the passage leading to the funeral hall.“Arrgh! Why can't he just go by himself? This is a lot harder than I expected.” Claire mumbled slowly before frowning. “Hi Miss Claire Larryson, it's nice to see you.” Someone unfamiliar came up to her and stared at him blankly.“Sorry, do I know you?” She asked as she glanced at him, trying to remember where she knew him from.“It's me, Isaac… we met for a blind date early last year.” The man introduced himself, and Claire smiled, even though she couldn't recall. “Oh, Issac. Hahaha.” She laughed softly pretending she remembered him.“Thank goodness you remembered. I thought you forgot. So how are you?” Issac asked casually.“I'm good. How are you?” Claire questioned“Well, I am fine, also engaged.” He showed his ring finger and Claire nodded nonchalantly.“Oh… I see. Congratulations.” Claire Re

It was a beautiful Saturday morning in Jake's house. He had just finished his Gym when he received a rather distressing call from the family lawyer about the Will his Father had written. Right after he got off the call, Jefferson requested a meeting at the Robinson's residence and Jake hurriedly freshened up and went.It was obvious the lawyer had told them something concerning the will and he needed to Clear things with them. To be justified, he brought with him the signed papers and also informed the lawyer to come. About an hour later, Jake walked into the living room to meet those hateful eyes he never wanted to see but he's got no choice. There was no need to greet them since no one would reply to him nor did he expect them to acknowledge his presence.“Why did you call for a meeting?” Jake questioned Jefferson.“Why shouldn't I? You've got a lot of questions to answer.” Jefferson replied with a smirk.“And what questions do I have to answer?” Jake questions further.“Question