“Boss, we've got eyes on the target now. The guards are nowhere in sight. Should we take her down now?” The man asked, watching Helen feast hungrily on the stolen loaf of bread. “Abort mission.”“What?” The man blurted in surprise.“You will be dead the minute you pull that trigger. You think the Delamontes would let her roam freely without guards now they've lost a son?” The man took a quick glance around. “But boss, there is no one here. It's just her. I can get a clean job for you. I'll just put a bullet in her head and abandon her body just like we've done over time,” he insisted. “Listen, young man. If you don't have a death wish, get out of there immediately. That woman is a lot more protected than you think. At most, this is a trap. Get out of there for your own good.” The man hung up and he let out a thick groan. He had been watching her for almost two months. Months he spent watching her, searching for an opening, now they wanted him to forget the mission just like that.
As days went by, Zade began to recover but his memories didn't return like they expected. Although Elsa came around to help take care of him, in the end, Larry had no choice but to take him home. “Where is this?” Zade asked, eying the small apartment warily. “My home. You will be joining us here until you regain your memories. Good?” Larry asked, but Zade returned his gaze to the building without a response.Merely looking at the place, he knew he would have a serious problem with claustrophobia. It didn't seem like he was used to living in small places even though he barely recalled anything. “Ray?” Larry called, seeking confirmation for his earlier statement. Since the man couldn't remember his name, he'd given him a name of his own. Ray.“Yes,” he responded, quietly. “Does Elsa stay here too?” Zade already pressed the doorbell while waiting for the man to respond.“Of course, she lives here. She's my daughter after all,” Larry chuckled at the ridiculous question. A part of him
“Is the soup not yet ready or do I have to drop dead before you feed me, you wretched imp!” Hearing Mrs Larry scream for the third time had him emptying the tray of chopped vegetables into the pot.He stirred it quickly and took it down. Today was his second week with the Larry's and he was yet to remember anything about his roots. Mrs. Larry was beginning to adjust to his presence in her house. She wasn't pestering him to leave anymore, probably because he could make a delicious meal out of anything. While a part of him believed it was a good thing, the other part was getting exhausted with her overbearing self. First, she would deliberately leave the kitchen unstocked and force him to make do with anything to prepare their meals, now she was adding to his chores.He didn't complain about that. They put a roof over his head so it was only normal that he repaid them somehow but then…“Raymond!” She yelled and he hurriedly dished out the food. He practically ran to the living room to
“Ray? Ray?!!” He rubbed his eyes sleepily and sat up. The shoe hit his window again and he got out of bed. “Ray!” The whisper sounded a lot like Elsa. What was she doing out there in the middle of the night? He pushed his window open and she climbed in.“What were you doing out there? It's past midnight,” he whispered, helping her into the room. He frowned when he realized she reeked of alcohol. “where did you go, El?” Elsa stared at him for almost a minute before giggling.“What? I asked a question.”“You should see your face,” she giggled, but he didn't find the action amusing. “Fine, fine, you're no fun,” she drawled, pushing past him. “I went to the local pub… my friends were having fun so I decided to join in.””What friends? You told me you had no friends,” he stated.“I told you I have no female friends. They don't like me because I have a certain charm… I draw their men in…” Sue slurred, staggering to his bed. He watched incredulously as she dropped on his bed and instantl
Ray stood before the Larrys, Elsa by his side staring at the floor. “Ray,” Mr Larry called and he looked up. “My wife called my attention to something this morning.”“Why are you beating about the bush, honey? Ask him straight to his face what he did to our daughter!” Mrs. Larry cut in. The confusion on his face was evident. He assumed she had complained about his behavior in the morning, but now, he couldn't tell what this was about. “Ray.”“Yes sir,” he responded.“Did Elsa spend the night in your room?” Mr Larry asked. Ray turned to Elsa, seeking explanations but the girl refused to look at him. “I asked a question, Ray.”He shut his eyes, contemplating a response. If he told them the truth, Elsa would likely get in more trouble, that is, if they believed him. “Yes,” he answered.“What happened to her room?” Mr Larry asked. “Uhm… she couldn't sleep. Had some nightmares so she came running to my room. We played a few games until she fell asleep,” Ray responded smoothly. He didn
After the incident, Elsa and Ray's relationship was badly strained. They rarely saw each other eye to eye, mostly because Ray was avoiding her like a plague. She tried everything to speak with her but a lot of things kept getting in the way. Until today. She had a lot to speak to him about. Elsa overheard her mother asking him to take out so she cornered him in the barn. “It's been almost two weeks! You have to speak with me?!” she demanded. He let out a sigh.“Fine, I'm listening.”“Okay. I…”“Hurry up, I have to take out the horses. You know the riders might…”“Can you stop talking and listen to me?” She snapped and he fell silent. “I want to apologize once again for what happened. It wasn't right to shift the blame to you. I'm sorry. Sincerely.”Ray searched her eyes for a few seconds before replying, “It's fine. I totally understand.”“I'm really sorry, Ray. I didn't mean to hurt you and betray your trust. Forgive me,” she continued pleading. His features softened when she went
The plan was simple. At least they thought it was. Elsa was to distract her mother with a deep conversation while Ray would cover sneaking out with the phone.After going over the plan for the umpteenth time, Elsa made the first step. As soon as she located her mom, she knew the plan would never work. The woman had the phone in her hand and whatever conversation are was hoping to strike there and then would be useless. She thought of returning to Ray to tell him to draft another plan, but on second thoughts, she decided to try her luck. She joined her mother in the garden and sat quietly while the woman laughed over a video she was watching. Elsa remained quiet, waiting to be noticed. “What do you want?” The question caught her off-guard. Frankly, she hadn't expected the woman to speak to her at all. “I… I wanted to talk to you about something,” Elsa said, a bit awkwardly. “Get on with it,” even as she said that her eyes were still glued to her phone screen. Elsa cursed inwardl
“How do I look?” Ray stared at her, without uttering a word. She gave a three-sixty in the two-piece jumpsuit. “Is it okay?” She asked again when she noticed he didn't answer her question.“It's just dinner, you're overdressed,” he shrugged, not bothering to spare her feelings. Elsa appreciated the honesty. The last thing she wanted was to look overdressed. She got into her walk-in closer once again while Ray got engrossed in his thoughts, trying to understand his feelings. She was indeed overdressed but on a normal day, he would have said that in a less harsher tone. Something was definitely wrong with him. He snapped out of his thoughts once again when she came out in a simple blue dress. It was knee-length but flair and simply stunning.He bit his lip. Blue was indeed her color. It was perfect for their dinner date yet a part of him was aching to tell her to forget the dress and go to bed. “Ray?” She called when he didn't speak. He blinked. “Yeah… I mean this is perfect for
The hospital was in chaos. Just a few hours ago, they were busy trying to deliver a woman of her baby and now, there was a blood bath. Doctors, nurses, and patients scampering for their lives. Edgar arrived at the hospital just a few minutes after the Delamontes did. With the guards positioned around, he knew there was no way to carry out the initial plan. He wanted Elsa. As revenge on Zade for ruining his life, he wanted to kidnap Elsa and the baby. Unfortunately, the security was too tight.Even if he succeeded in getting into the hospital, there was no possibility of getting out unscathed and alive. So he decided to face them squarely and it resulted in a bloody gunfight. The Delamontes were with Elsa in the private ward, with the Doctors and nurses attending to her.No one cared about the blood bath outside. Their priority was for Elsa to deliver safely.Edgar was able to take down the guards at the entrance but just when he thought he'd succeeded, more came out the through th
“You sure this plan is going to work?” Elizabeth asked for the umpteenth time.“Why do I feel like it's not the plan you're worried about but the person you might find,” Elsa crossed her arms. Elizabeth let out a sigh. “It's just that, I really like him, you know. I desperately want him to be the good guy. It will break me if he is actually the mole here.”“It's okay to be terrified. It's normal when you love someone, you want them to be an angel. A misunderstood villain and all of that but we need to face reality here. If Zion is not who he pretends to be, then we need to purge him out of your company before he ruins you,” Elsa said frankly.“But why would he?” Elizabeth threw her hands in her hair, confused and frustrated. “I offered him a job as my PA with a heavy paycheck and mouthwatering allowances to enable him to better the lives of his grandmother and son. I got him a fucking luxury apartment. Why would he repay me by sabotaging my company?”“You've said all the good things
“Who do you work for?” The question was accompanied by a punch to the man's guts. He let out a groan but that seemed to be all he was going to do. Groan and groan until they got tired of hitting him.“I asked a question! Who is your boss?” He barely acknowledged the question, focusing on the wounds on his body. He had been stalking Elizabeth as usual when three cars entrapped him and he ended up here. The men had been torturing him for three days straight but all attempts to get him to speak were futile. The highest he did was scream and curse at them.“Tie him on the electric chair,” came an order. The man wasn't even panicked by it. They weren't going to oil him because they needed answers so nothing they did scared him.After tying him to the chair. They bathe him with water. His heart heart accelerated a little. He knew what electricity and water could do and frankly, he didn't want to experience it. “Are you ready to talk?” He was given a last chance.“Never!” “Perfect.” T
“Mommy!” Helen heard from a distance.“Mommy, wake up!” She heard again. There was a slight pounding in her head. She was surrounded by darkness.“Mommy, wake up!!” It sounded so much like Elaine. She could feel the girl shaking her but she couldn't see her. “Mommy!”Helen tried to speak but her mouth was not cooperating. It felt like it had been sewn shut.There was another voice in the background. It didn't sound like Elaine’s but there was a familiar feel to it. Her hazy mind couldn't comprehend anything at that moment. Even her mind was struggling to process her situation. Why couldn't she open her eyes? It was obvious now that she wasn't in the dark, she was still unconscious. “Mommy!!” The little girl was weeping now. Helen struggled to get her eyes open. To tell the girl that she was fine. That everything would be fine.“Is Mommy dead?” She heard that familiar voice.“No, she's not. Look here, she's breathing.”Helen was a little relieved. At least her little girl was sensib
Elizabeth arrived at the office looking tacky which was so unlike her. Zion followed her into her office curiously. She'd never been an hour to work before and definitely not looking the way she did now. The eye bags were evident and her lips were chapped coupled with the rough ponytail she had on. She looked sick.“Good morning, ma'am," Zion greeted but she gave a mere nod in response. “Uhm… is everytime alright? You don't look fine. Yesterday, you left the office suddenly and today you look like a mess,” he observed. Elizabeth glanced at him before scampering through the files on her desk. “Ma'am, I know you might not feel the need to talk to me after my behavior yesterday and I apologize. I just had a lot going on so I might have taken out some of the frustration on you," he said lowly.“What makes you think this is about you? Look, Zion, you are just an intern here and I advice you focus on what you're here for. Don't bother yourself about me, I'll be fine," she said coldly.
Zachary and Zade were at the prison in less than an hour to retrieve the body. The body was still warm suggesting that he just died recently.Elizabeth wasn't with them. She had gone in search of Helen as soon as she got off the phone with Zade. Zachary made sure she was heavily guarded. He didn't want anything to happen to her too.“So, may I know why my son who was entrusted in your care is lying lifeless on the floor,” he asked the chief officer.The man exchanged frightful glances with his colleagues. Words could not express how much trouble he'd gotten himself into. He was in the comfort of his home, ready to have dinner with his kids when the officers informed him of the situation.“We… we are working on it, sir. We don't know what killed him but I assure you I will get to the bottom of this,” the man shakily responded.“Not the response I want to hear. I'll ask you again. Why is the man who was entrusted in your care lying lifelessly on the floor?” Zachary asked again, his to
Her heart picked up as she noticed this strange car taking every turn she took. Once she arrived home, the car sped past but Elizabeth knew it wasn't completely gone. Hurrying to her father's room since her room was bugged, she took a look out the window. Just as she thought, it was packed at the other side of the road, directly facing her house. Elizabeth tried to make out the figure in the car but she couldn't tell who the driver if the driver was male or female because the glasses were tinted. With this person monitoring her, it was unsafe for her to stay home. Who knew how many cameras they planted in there. Shooting her father a quick text, she exited the house with two bodyguards. Her next destination was her grandfather's house. If she went to one of her penthouses or another mansion or even called someone to check the bugs in her room, it was very possible they could use it as an opening to plant more. Releasing the nudes was no problem. Anyone could tell from the footag
Elizabeth was signing documents with Zion on the other side of the room answering emails. “Zion,” she called. “I'm not doing anything after work. If it's okay by you, I'd like to see Noah afterward.”There was no response from him. She looked up and found him buried in work. Of course, he wouldn't hear her. It was childish but she folded a paper plane and threw it at him. He looked up with a mortified expression that almost sent her wheezing in laughter.“I suppose that would be funny to you,” he said dryly.“Come on, you don't have to be so uptight. I only threw the plane at you because you were too engrossed in work to hear me,” she said lightly. His brows knotted together in displeasure. He was not enjoying the conversation.“I couldn't hear you because I am deaf,” he gritted. “Why are you being so cranky today? First, you get upset over a little joke and now, you're making it seem like I'm making fun of your disability and I don't like that. I was only asking if I could come o
“I am not dead yet, there is no need for y'all to pamper me,” Zachary complained.“We know you're fine, father, we just don't care. You just woke up and it is only right we take care of you until you are strong enough and well rested,” Elizabeth said. Zachary didn't like the sound of that. He did not like to be babied.“I don't plan to spend another day here. All you need to do is sign my discharge papers and I will be on my way…”“On your way to where?” Zade questioned. “Neither of us will sign those papers until we confirm you are fit to move.”“Fit to move? Was I diagnosed with paralysis? I can flex my legs as much as I want to. You kids are the ones making this a big deal,” He stated. “We don't care what you think. We will sign the papers only when we feel like,” Elizabeth crossed her arms stubbornly. Zachary glared at them, “If you don't sign those papers, I will…”“You’re smart, Grandpa. I expected you would understand that threatening us would not change anything,” Zade int