Olivia was on the floor beside Tyrone's sprawled body. He was slipping in and out of consciousness, but that was the last thing on her mind. The pain in her chest arising from his betrayal was growing deeper and deeper by the second. She let herself get fooled by another man! Just how stupid could she be? The signs were there, just like in Vincent, her ex-husband. But what did she do? She ignored it until the truth was glaring her in the face. Their relationship had been a total waste. When she glanced at his unconscious form, the temptation to smash his face to pieces gripped her again.Just when she was about to give in to it, her phone rang. She dropped the stool and fished for the phone in her pockets."Hello?" "Pick up your daughter at Sun Bites. I won't take responsibility if she gets kidnapped again," the strange voice told her before hanging up. Olivia got off the ground. She didn't even know where Sun bites was. She thought of hurrying up the stairs to ask Helen but she
Helen returns downstairs with a bottle of dry gin in hand. As she advanced towards Tyrone, she took the cap off. The man was still unconscious, but that didn't stop her from emptying the alcohol on him. The pain forced him back into consciousness An emotionless smile played on her lips as he winced."Ssshhh! You're going to disturb the guards. We can't have you bleeding to death can we?" she whispered. He continued wincing, ignoring her words. "Are you doing this in the hope that they would hear you? I was actually trying to preserve your strength but you can go ahead and scream. Let's see if they'd hear you. Go on," she urged. She walked away from him to look for something to help her lift him. "Of all the times not to have a wheelchair. If I can't move you, we'll just have to do our business here," she told him. She got a groan in response. Helen returned to him and dragged him to the center by his leg. "Tell me, Ty, what should we try today?" she asked, clearing the pieces o
"This is all your fault, you know. Of all the men out there, you have to pick this useless mannerless fool. Just because he got us a car and a house, he feels it's okay to throw us out at the slightest provocation," Mrs Harper ranted, kicking the bags away from her."You are aware those are our properties you're kicking about, right? I don't blame Flynn for any of this. If only Zade had told him the truth, we wouldn't be in this mess," Roselia said.Mrs Harper shot her a judgemental look."And who's fault is it that Zade is back in the picture? What do you even see in that man anyway? He's not rich to the best of my knowledge, just an imposter that would soon be exposed. Is it his looks? Sure he is handsome but his facials won't feed us. Get a grip of yourself!" Roselia bit her lip. It wasn't that easy. There were times she really wanted to let go of him. Like when she met Flynn. She was almost sure he was the one, that she was in love with him until she saw Zade on the news and she
Shortly after chatting with him, an unknown number called her. Suspecting it was Lionel, she answered the call."Hello, Angel. It's Lionel," a deep husky voice introduced. Her cheeks stained red. "Hey, handsome. Was expecting your call," she replied. Mrs Harper rolled her eyes at the squeaky high-pitched Roselia switched to. "I already sent my driver to come pick up up. There is no need for you to use an Uber. I mean, it is sort of demeaning for my woman to come to see me in an Uber when I have a fleet of cars lying around," Roselia's greed stirred at the words. Indeed, she was lucky with men. Never had she had to deal with gold diggers pretending to be who they were not? All her men were genuinely rich. "I understand your need to save face but I really don't want to cause you any trouble," she said meekly. "Let me worry about that."Mrs Harper cleared her throat to remind Roselia of her presence. "Uhm... can I ask for a favor?" Roselia dropped her voice with uncertainty."What
Roselia already knew that Lionel was rich but she didn't expect his mansion to be so extravagantly furnished. There were a lot of expensive items lying around like nothing.Some items had no business being in the living room but they were still there, probably to show that he had the money.The man was indeed a show off. He just trying to be subtle about it. He was doing a very bad job though. "My angel. You finally arrived." She had no idea where he stepped out from but one thing was certain. His voice was sexier in real life than on phone. She turned around to see him and got hit by another realization. The man was way more handsome on Instagram than in real life. While he was a Greek god on the internet, he was a man with average looks in real life. He couldn't he classified as ugly but he wasn't handsome either.He was clad in a tailored tuxedo that looked very expensive. With each passing second, she became more doubtful about his profession. How could an ordinary banker afford
Roselia soon got sleepy and Lionel offered to show her a room. She drowsily asked if they were sharing a room and he told her no. She was relieved and disappointed at the same time. Even though he was trying to be a gentle man, it kind of felt like he wasn't that attracted to her. Maybe it was all in her head. She rubbed her eyes gently. She never felt so tired and sleepy before. She was certain it had nothing to with the stress she faced I'm the day. If she could term that stress even. As soon as she got into the room, she dropped on the bed and went straight to sleep without even bothering to take off her shoes. Somewhere in her sleep, she felt him take off her shoes.After that, she completely passed out. Lionel put away her shoes carefully before staring at her sleeping form. He smiled and walked out of the room. He took a cold shower and changed into something more comfortable. He had to get ready for tonight's work. He glanced at the wall clock to confirm the time before g
"What a pleasant surprise, Father. Let me guess, you were scrolling through your contacts then it suddenly clicked that you have a nephew," Zade's sarcastic greeting made Adera smile. "Teddy," Carter greeted with almost the same excitement as he did months ago when Zade called. "I missed you so much, son.""We lying to each other now?" "Come on, son. You know I did miss you. I'm sorry I haven't been able to contact you or anyone else. I just got so choked up with work that I forgot about everything else. Don't be mad, please," He apologized. "Mmm... so are you ready to come home now?" Zade asked."Not yet. I still have things to finish up. Maybe in two weeks or so," Carter answered."Right. Call me when you're ready to come home," Zade said..."Come on, Ted. Don't be like that. I will come home as soon as I can. You of all people should know how these things work especially when handling a consortium like P-Tex." The strain in his voice told Zade that the man was indeed going throu
Mrs Harper sat beside Roselia's bedside, waiting for her to wake up. The food Lionel served her was heavily drugged which made her body a bit slow in responding to treatment. Despite the situation, she was grateful that they made it out alive. They already cut open her body but no vital part was removed yet. For the first time, the police had actually arrived in time. Lionel and his buddies were under detention but she wasn't worried. There was already a cooler of organs to prove they were traffickers. Not even his wealth could save him. She'd known that all that talk of generational wealth was just a sham to lure Roselia into his trap. This would definitely serve as a big lesson to her. Surprisingly, Flynn answered her call as well and patiently listened to her explain their situation without cutting her shut or hanging up. He said he would come in to check on Rose but she couldn't tell if he was lying or not. Fortunately for them, he wasn't. He arrived about forty minutes later