"Dera you need to calm down. This might not even be what you think," Elizabeth tried to calm her down. "You think so? This is his room, Liz. Our room. You know what, let's go there right now," Adera said. "I think you have a point. Let's go check it out ourselves, instead of jumping to conclusions," Elizabeth accepted. They got into the car and drove straight to his mansion. The first thing Adera noticed was the Mercedes. It wasn't one of Zade's cars but she didn't comment on it. She was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. Elizabeth understood the situation as well, but she trusted Zade. He wasn't that stupid to let Roselia back into his life after everything she'd done to him.They spotted a female bag as they walked past the living room. Elizabeth glanced at Adera, but the woman's gaze was fixed ahead. Once they got to the room, she turned the knob but the door refused to open. She continued trying until she got angry and resorted to banging on it instead."Zade! Ope
Everything was set in place, ready to be executed until it was time to bring Adera to the safe house. Not only did she return everyone he sent to her, but she also refused to speak with him. He assumed she was still angry over the words he said to her the last time they had an argument and decided to go see her himself to apologize. But then Adera had a surprise waiting for him. He arrived in her place with the intention of ironing things out only to find her in the arms of another man. He tried not to think much of it since they were just cuddling. Perhaps he was a relative or a friend. He tried to come up with several explanations for her actions as he stared at her. "Dera," he called softly, his voice void of anger but when she glanced at him and went back to cuddling the man, it felt like a dagger pierced through his heart."C...Can we talk? Please...?" He asked. She ignored him again. The man lowered his head and kissed her on the lips and then the real heartbreak came. S
"What are you doing, Zade? I thought you would have confronted her by now," Elizabeth asked him. "Confront her? No. All I have been doing since she showed up is talk. She has never taken my words seriously and now, I am going to take action," He answered. "What do you plan to do?" She asked, looking over his shoulder to see his phone screen. "Stalking her boyfriend's social media. His name is Flynn right? If I could just find him on her following list," he mused, scrolling down the long line of accounts. "Perfect, found him!" He clicked on the profile and went through the pictures to confirm he was onto the right person. Once that was settled, he clicked on the message button. "What are you doing?" "Forwarding him the pictures his fiance sent to my woman. She flaunts her relationship with him to everyone who cares to listen so this should be very entertaining," he dropped the phone, staring thoughtfully at Elizabeth."You know I thought of posting the pictures online and taggin
Hurt. Pain. Maybe a little tinge of regret. The main emotions bubbling in her chest as she stared at his number. Since he left, he didn't send her the last thing as a text. No calls to reject or messages to ignore. No matter how much she tried to convince herself that she didn't want him back, her heart long for him.A tiny part of her wished he made an effort to explain instead of letting them separate on a bad note. She wouldn't have believed him anyway, but still, she would have appreciated the effort. She tossed the phone away and forced herself up the bed. She still had a kit of things to put in place. Her mother was beginning to get suspicious of the lawyer's constant calls and the court summonings in their mail box. She didn't know how long the woman would buy her lies. "Maybe I shouldn't have broken up with Zade just yet. He's an expert at dealing with situations like this," she blurted without thinking.When her mind registered her words, she facepalmed. "God, why do I
"Discard it," Tyrone ordered."Sir?""I said discard it, nitwit. Are you fucking deaf?" Tyrone yelled and the guard quickly scurried away with the box. Tyrone ruffled his hair and then buried his face in his face in his palm. The pain in his chest was pouring in torrents. When Zade made the threat, he'd assumed that the man was bluffing. He never really thought that Zade would be heartless enough to kill a child. Clearly, he underestimated the man and his little girl had taken the fall. The instructions were simple. Take care of her and make sure she wakes up in seventy-two hours. Zade obviously knew the latter was impossible to be decided by man and probably expected him to put some effort in the first but he let his arrogance get in the way. How was he going to explain this to Olivia? That her daughter died because he couldn't do something as simple as taking care of an unconscious woman? She would die of heartbreak and if she survived it, she would leave him without looking bac
"Who is she?" Helen asked. She came with Zade to see her daughter, but Elaine wasn't the only one running into her arms. Zade didn't want her to push the child away so he waited for her to return the hug first."Mommy, this is Manie, my sister," Elaine introduced giddily. Helen glanced at Zade with questioning eyes. "Your sister?" "Yes, her name is Manie," Elaine went on to introduce. Helen's expression shifted. "She is going to be my sister. Uncle Teddy said we could share our toys.""Is that so?" Helen's cold gaze pinned Zade to the spot. "Did he also add you will be sharing your daddy?"Elaine giggled, grabbing Manie's hand. "We share your daddy.""And your mommy," Manie chattered. "And Mr Wiggles.""Nooo..." Elaine protested but the girl was already running off. Helen stared at the running children then her head snapped to Zade. "I understand what you're thinking but don't forget they're just kids. They don't have to be involved in this messed up adult life. Settle your score
"Helen," Tyrone blinked in shock. True he had fantasized all day about taking off her oxygen mask so she would die and probably ease the pain in his heart, but he never expected she would just show up at his doorstep.Granted, it was her house as well but wasn't she supposed to be in a coma? How did she just get up and run home? "You're awake," he mumbled."As you can see," the cold response startled him but the dead look in her eyes rattled him up to the point that he had to pinch himself to make sure he was hallucinating or daydreaming. She peeled his hand off the door and walked in. It was then he remembered that he wasn't alone. Olivia was on the couch, furious at him and Helen's presence would escalate things.He shut the door quickly and hurried to the living room."Who are you?" He heard Olivia ask. "She's no one, Liv. You, go to your room now," he ordered Helen. The woman didn't even spare him a glance. "I'm Helen, his wife. Who are you?" She asked and Olivia's eyes widene
As soon as Olivia drove out of the mansion, she was cornered by Zade. She stopped the car with annoyance and stepped out of the car. She wiped the tears threatening to block her vision and matched towards him. “What is your problem?”“You shouldn’t take out your frustration on me. You should have known from the beginning that Tyrone was a flood. He’s usually not as sleek as he believes he is so I wondered how you managed to miss the signs, except of course, you ignored it,” Zade stated. “Are you taunting me right now?” Olivia huffed.“Taunting you? You have been making a joke out of yourself. I can’t even say that he deceived you. You knew what was happening but you chose to turn a blind eye to it. There is no need to be angry at everyone,” he said softly. “Are you going to give me back my daughter or not? Your Helen is awake and she is back in her husband’s house or whatever she called it. There is no need to keep Manie anymore,” she stated. “Hmm… you’re right,” he mused, “There