Sean could hardly believe his eyes, his mind running at a million miles per hour trying to figure out how to mitigate the damage.The annoying parts were that the blogs were portraying his bad sides, circulating the clip where he looked guilty and not showing the one where he tried to speak up for himself.Reading the comments was even worse. People blamed him, siding with Amelia's family. Many times, he was tempted to post something debunking the claims but he knew that would only add fuel to the flames, and give their lies more traction.Sean shot a message off to Rebecca, powering his devices down after telling her to push back his appointments.All he wanted was a fucking break.Already, a headache the size of an anthill was forming at the base of his skull.Fixing himself a quick breakfast made of scrambled eggs and toast, he popped aspirin in his mouth washed it down with water, and promptly went to lay down.But even with his eyes closed, Sean couldn't get his mind to shut off
Sean paced around, his brain heating up.“What do you mean by consequences?!” He turned around suddenly, asking Moriah. “I just told you that I didn't do anything. Amelia and her family probably got it into their head that this would be some sort of punishment for not going through with the wedding.”Moriah sighed, standing up from her seat. “I believe you and I trust you.” A sneer appeared on her face, her lip curling in annoyance. “Besides, I always knew that Cruz girl was shady.”Sean's eyes narrowed. “What do you mean?”“How do you think I found you at that courthouse that day?” She asked.“I don't know. Maybe you-” “Ever since the ban got lifted and we could come back to the States, I've been keeping track of you, tracing your movements…that was how I knew about the wedding.” She cut in. “When I found out you wanted to get married, I did the only thing any protective mother would do…I did a background check on Amelia. That was how I knew what a cunny and greedy girl she was, her
Stretching out his suit jacket, Sean let out a shuddering breath waiting for the car that was supposed to come to pick him up.Heeding Moriah's words, Sean didn't turn down the invitation and mentally prepared for the day to come, informing Rebecca to handle things at the company and only divert important calls to him since he wouldn't be available.Nerves wracked his body, as he let checking out the window for any sign of the car.There has been no word from Moriah, not even after he texted her about the mail but then again…she could be dealing with the blowout.Speaking of which, Mina and Jason's little take had only gotten more popularity as time went on. The annoying thing is that they had the balls to go on separate interviews with some station, spouting off more lies.Sean's hands were tied due to his affiliation with Lambert Inc., so his opinions or wants didn't matter.A car horn shook him out of his depressing thoughts and Sean looked up to see a black limousine idling on the
“I'm sorry, I don't understand what you meant.” Sean cocked his head.“Yes, you do.” The smile on the man's face sent chills running down his spine. “Caesar, just tell him and stop playing with the little guy.” An older man from the left grumbled.Caesar nods. “Very well, as you very well know…we're quite a prestigious family who has remained obscure for the better part of a decade. The limelight brings a lot of things to light…things we prefer to stay hidden. So, you're going to apologize to the Cruz family for your mistake and pay them back the money you stole.”“What?!” The question was out of his mouth before he could stop it. “Why would I do that?” He glanced at Moriah. “Mom, didn't you tell them?”“Didn't she tell us what?” Another man with bushy eyebrows spoke up.Moriah fixed with a stern look. “Sean honey, that's not what matters right now. All you just have to do is obey Caesar and every other thing is water under the bridge.”“You would do well to heed your mother's advice
Sean growled, standing up for his mother. “Don't talk to her like that!”“What are you going to do about it, boy?” Caesar spat the word boy like it was very distasteful.Looking around the round table, Sean realized that there was nothing he could do. Every person here was way bigger and more powerful than he was, and they were solidly behind Caesar.Sean folded his lips, biting back the words on the tip of his tongue, eager to roll off.“So do we have a deal?” Caesar asked but before he could open his mouth to speak, he raised a hand. “Careful. Beware of the consequences before you start talking.”Sean glanced at Moriah, feeling helpless.Once again, she tried to stand up to him. “Caesar, believe me when I say this. That Amelia girl is lying. Don't you think that we should-”Clement hit the table with his hands, the loud sound shocking us. “What the hell? I know you love the little shit but for crying out loud, stop defending him!” He spat, his gaze filled with hate for Sean. “He’s a
“Cruz residence, please call back later and we'll respond to you.” The automated message droned in his ear and with anger, Sean slammed the phone back in its cradle.“Fuckkk!” He roared, tossing q couple of books to the floor.Hands on his waist, Sean paced around, thinking of what to do. A week passed after he walked out of the meeting and every day since then, Sean has been waiting for the other show to drop.It didn't.Then came with it the realization of something even worse…they were waiting to see him fail and then they would swoop in.Sean was on the edge of losing hope and at this point, they might as well punish him because he might never find proof to show them that they're wrong.Sean had set out to reach out to Amelia after the commotion at the Lambert family estate but no surprise, her cell wasn't going through.Next step, he tried the family's residential hotline since he still had it from the numerous times he had to deliver something there.Unfortunately, that was a de
“Welcome, Mr Lambert.” Rebecca greeted with a warm smile on her face, her iPad folded to her chest.“Rebecca. How're you?”“Fine.” She answered with a pep in her tone. “But you…you don't look so good.”Sean scrubbed a hand over his face at the reminder. Last night, he barely managed to get a lick of sleep, brainstorming options to get out of his current predicament. “Gee, I feel so much better now,” he commented dryly.Rebecca looked around before lowering her voice. “I know that things have been going on with the company and all but I believe that everything's going to work out.”Sean nodded, slightly comforted by her words. “Thank you.”“That being said, we have a ton of work waiting for us.” Rebecca flashed a smile, launching into the series of meetings she had planned out for him.She turned around to pick something up but as she wanted to face him, she managed to collide with a tall, skinny guy who just kept moving without even stopping to check on her.“Hey!” Sean called out but
Sean couldn't get over what Clement said to him in his office.Surely, Caesar wouldn't be that mad that he would ask Sean to leave. Besides, he might be the head of the family but that doesn't give him the right to lord it over everyone.Giving into the allegations lobbies at him isn't an option, neither is being sent away from the family.Sean was barely settling in.That thought process gave him the energy he needed to work harder.Thanks to Rebecca's quick thinking, Sean was able to divert his search into something more hands on.If Amelia and her parents weren't cooperating, then the next person would be their representative.It was a hassle to get through to the lawyer, despite the fact that Rebecca had to lie about it but after a couple days of talking, he managed to fix a lunch appointment with Rebecca.Although he was going to be disappointed because Sean planned to show up himself.“Forward important calls to me, I'm leaving.” He told Rebecca, strolling past her desk.Thankfu
“So you’re going to do the wedding before you start to show? Why not do it after?” Maeve asked as they lay upside down on the couch. She had a permanent smile on her face these days and Amber liked to joke that she was receiving great sex from Ivan. They had been under the covers for way too long and finally announced their relationship over Sean’s takeover dinner last week, of course none of them were surprised even Mrs Lambert had teased them about it. Sean had passed all the requirements and Clement was serving Jail term for the next two years. Sean knew if he came out he would seek revenge again but he was going to gloat in the beauty of having a wife with him, at the end of the takeover night when he was crowned CEO, he went down on one knee and proposed to Chloe.“Sean wants it soon,” Chloe answered, fidgeting with her sheets.“Sean wants it or you want it? You don’t listen to what he says and he does all you ask!” Amber retorted and they laughed.“I don’t think there’s any ne
The beep from the EKG monitor was the only sound present in the room. Sean had sat just as he was seated throughout the night, holding Chloe’s hands as she received the treatment, the doctors had done a mini surgery and removed the bullet. He also cleaned up the injury and she was still unconscious, Chloe’s eyes had only fluttered open once in the night and the only thing she had said was “Sean” and she went back to sleep.“Are you sure I shouldn’t switch with you? You’ve been keeping watch throughout the night.” Maeve asked him her concern was clear in her eyes. Sean scoffed and shook his head.“No. This is my fault, all of it is my fault and now she is probably fighting for her life.” Maeve sighed. “She's not fighting for her life. The doctor said she’s safe, all that’s left is for her to receive proper treatment. Allow the nurse to stitch up your wounds and let me spend time with my sister.”Her final words did the trick, Sean nodded and stood up, pushing back the chair. “If she
“Your stupid boyfriend is here! How did he locate us?” Drake panicked as the police officer’s voice sounded from the speaker again. He didn’t know how to act or what to say.“Don’t ask me” Chloe muttered under her breath, feeling her chest bustling with emotions, she was finally going to be away from the shackles of captors and ropes!“You have bad taste in men.” He concluded and she raised an amused brow as he continued. “Listen to me, just agree that you wanted to stay away, that way nobody gets hurt. Not you, not me.” Chloe pretended to be lost in thought. A few seconds before her head snapped up and she looked at him.“No, I won’t be doing that, I'd rather die than let you go scot free and I mean that in every possible way.” She snapped at him and immediately he pulled out a knife again and wrapped his left hand around her neck, he placed the knife on her neck and led them downstairs, Chloe groaned in his hands, acting up to hide this year that she felt when he pressed the knife a
Sean would remember to give Amber a hug when next he saw her because apparently, she had the foresight to dial 911 and halfway through their pummeling, the cops showed up. The whole place was surrounded, escaping was out of the plan, Clement wanted nothing but to pluck out his brother's eyes but the cops had their own plan which involved he conflict ending peacefully.Everyone of them including Maeve and Amber were placed in the vehicle and driven off to the station. Only Drake and Chloe were not there which made pissed Sean off especially when he had his eyes on her less done twenty minutes ago.His first instinct had been to drag her out of his arms but holding on to Camille had made that impossible. Camille now sat at the corner of the van looking out the window wondering how she had managed to end up in this exact place again. Maeve was all cuddled up on Ivan in a cozy position, and he made a mental note to ask Ivan what was going on between them later.“Amber,” he muttered an
Waiting for Clement didn’t take long, he came forty minutes later, the sound of his car was the first thing they heard and it was Drake who brought their attention to it. Amber, Maeve and Ivan immediately left, then Sean followed with Camille and stood behind the large banister at the living room exit, hiding his view.Sean's heart was racing at a mile per minute and he prayed that nothing went wrong so they were able to get Chloe. Camille wanted to say something but he pressed his hand over her lips firmly. “If this goes wrong because of you, trust me I will invent ten thousand ways to slowly kill you, so shut up!” He hissed.“If you don’t have something reasonable to say then I swear I will shoot you right here right now” Clement growled as he walked over to where Drake stood with Chloe, he bent toward her and held her chin. “Hello Chloe, I trust they’ve been treating you poorly.” “You don't need to worry about me, it seems you have bigger problems,” she said to him, and he chuckle
The gun remained on Drake's head and the knife remained on Chloe’s neck as the three of them walked into the building again. If Ivan knew better he would have taken the risk and fought her out of Drake's hands, but who was going to believe a man hardened by life’s many struggles would hesitate to cut his prisoner's neck wide open. The knife to her neck was causing Drake to feel sick in the stomach but his fate would be much worse if he let her go without Clement’s consent. “We’re in here!” Maeve called shakily from what looked like it used to be the living room of the mansion, when the three of them came into full view and Ivan saw that Sean had Camille he dropped his weapon. “What in the hell happened here?” He gasped, subconsciously shielding Maeve from any stray bullets that may be fired.“Sean, Maeve!” Chloe cried out loud, all her emotions concentrated into that one word. She wanted to say more and even run into all their arms but Drake placed his palm over her mouth. Ivan watc
Their plan was in motion and the girls had proved to be more useful than not. Sean had suggested Trevor stay back while the rest of them spread out in Aviline, a slim in downtown New York.It was a spot where the low or the lower class lived, just like Trevor had described.The young man was more useful than not and Sean was going to make sure he fulfilled his promise, but first…“Have you texted Clement?” Sean asked Ivan and he nodded, in response, bringing out the phone to show him the text.Amber and Maeve were standing a few feet away from them, lost in their own discussion. It was going to surprise Chloe to come out and see that her sister had made a friend in Amber who she originally hated a lot.Ivan flashed the phone in front of him reading the chat out loud.“Yes, you said ‘Chloe is missing, have you heard anything from anywhere that suggests foul play?’” “Well I guess that’s convincing enough. Andrea is back in the house as back up. She will call the cops if we don’t show up
“If you honestly say a word, I’ll stuff my hands in your mouth.” Dufus threatened and she was quiet, she had lost strength and zeal, her despair was crawling over her and she wondered how long this torture would have to go on for.After Drake left, he didn't come back and instead they sent this Dufus guy to take over because she hadn't seen him since then almost like Drake couldn't stand the sight of her.From the beats and pieces of conversations that she heard she realized that she was being moved, as they handled her roughly, pushing against her as she got in the car, shoving her roughly into the new space before pulling off a blindfold.This new place that they took her to was even worse than the last, dank corners with rusted irons scattered about. The smell was horrible and she could see that a section of the ceiling was leaking, leaving a puddle on the floor. The conditions were worse than jail and her heart bubbled with hatred for Clement.If she ever saw him, she would proba
They settled in a corner of the pub, Ivan and Sean on one side and Camille sat pretty opposite, she had the air of someone who felt in charge and her cockiness was enraging Sean.Ivan noticed and patted him on his arms, urging him to remain calm. Ivan leaned forward and pushed one of the beer bottles Fatima had brought, towards her. It was her third bottle.“So, you are here to see your former captor, get a closer look?” Camille asked as she took a large gulp of the lukewarm drink, Sean had taken a bottle and decided he had enough but she was still going at three. It definitely pointed to some kind of celebratory mood.“No actually, we need your help on something,” Ivan told her and Sean watched as his friend delved into an Oscar award-winning act, his face twisting into a concerned one.“Recently, one of our friends went missing, we didn’t know if it was a voluntary ghosting or an actual case so we are being more on the low profile side. She was last seen in this area, I was hoping s