A satisfied Peter heads back home to rest, after all the troubles for that day.
He's visited by a worried Kayla, who heard the news about his accident and came looking for him.
"Why didn't you pick up my calls? I've been trying so hard to reach you, " She cried, showing her fear and worry for Peter.
"I saw the news about your accident and came running down to the hospital to find you. It was your driver I saw being admitted, but I heard you were fine and..."
"Kayla, " Peter called, pulling her into his arm for comfort.
The young lady was terrified to the core, that she didn't know how to control her emotions anymore.
"I was scared. I thought you were hurt, " She cried, wrapping her arms around Peter.
Peter could understand how Kayla was feeling, and it touched him deeply. The last thing he wants to see is the woman he loves crying.
Feeling guilty for not reaching out to her after what happened, Peter wiped Kayla's tears and slowly locked his lips with hers, calming her troubling heart.
And it worked.
Kayla felt better than before.
When their lips came apart, Peter said, "I'm sorry."
With a heavy heart, Kayla hugged Peter again, showing her happiness at the fact that he was fine and didn't get hurt.
"I'm just so happy that you're okay. Thank the heavens for protecting you." She squeezed tighter.
"Yeah, we thank the heavens," He said, taking his mind to Victor.
"I know that fool won't give up now that he knows I'm aware of his plan. He'd want to try out another method to get me. But I'll be alert like always," He promised.
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A few days later, Peter is at the company working on some important files. He gets a call from his secretary, saying he had a visitor.
"Send him in, " He permitted.
"Sir, it's her, " His secretary said.
This got Peter wondering who it was. He knows if it's Kayla, she'd walked in without the secretary informing him, cause she loves to surprise him.
"A she you say? Alright then, let her in," He said, ending the telecom.
Peter continued with his work, waiting for her to arrive.
That's when his door came open and Mia walked in, putting on a mini dress that exposed her lap.
Peter had looked and saw her stepping in. He acted like he didn't know or see what she wore.
"Yes? How may I help you?" He asked, still focusing on the files in his hold.
Mia, seeing how busy Peter was, felt this was the best and only chance to make peace with him.
"It's better than nothing," She viewed, drawing closer to his desk.
She wanted to sit down but got scolded by Peter, who said, "Step back. Did I ask you to take a seat?" He lifted his gaze at her, giving her a nasty glare.
"I'm sorry, Peter."
"It's Mr Coleman," He corrected, and Mia had to say it correctly.
Having settled that, Mia carefully placed both hands together saying, " Peter, I mean Mr Coleman. I... I know my family and I have wronged you terribly. What we did to you in the past was wrong, and I'm here on their behalf to say we're sorry."
She looked at Peter, but he showed no concern for her words.
But it didn't stop Mia from talking.
"Peter. I mean Mr Coleman. On behalf of my family, we plead with you to please help give back our company. We have finally realized our wrongdoings and wish to make peace with you. I am also ready to accept you back into my life again as my husband. All I ask is that you forgive us, " She pleaded, hoping Peter would listen.
But still, he didn't budge. He kept working on his file like Mia didn't exist.
Seeing Peter wasn't responding, Mia attempted to draw closer to him and that sparks Peter at once.
"Who told you to come close? " He questioned, getting Mia's heart pounding.
"Peter, listen, I know what I did was wrong, but I still love you. I still want you back."
"With that garbage in you? Do you even think I'll be stupid to let you into my life again?" He questioned her.
Mia feels ashamed, trying to convince Peter to take her back.
"Hold on there, " Peter said, looking at Mia.
She saw how he was gazing at her and assumed he was tripping for her beauty. Only to be stunned by what he said next.
"This is more than five months now. Aren't you supposed to be pregnant?" Peter questioned, looking at Mia.
She couldn't speak but draw back.
"You took the child out, didn't you?" Peter smirked, realizing what Mia had done.
She shrugged and said, " It was giving me aches and changing my body shape, so I had no choice. At least it's out of me. We can both finally have that family you always dreamed of."
"Out of my office," Peter ordered, resuming with work.
A shocked Mia carefully left Peter's company, seeing that he wasn't going to give her family back their business after what they did.
Unknown to Peter, Victor had seen everything that happened.
The cunning cousin sent someone over to investigate Mia and her family, only to learn of her past with Peter.
"His ex-wife? This is thrilling."
Victor discovered news about Peter’s past life with Mia, and how her family had enslaved them for being very poor and unfit for their daughter in the past.
"So now he's taking his revenge on them for what they did to him by buying their company with the riches that belong to me? Alright then, Peter. I see how it goes, " He scoffed.
"Father will be thrilled to hear this."
He tells his spy to gather more information about Mia and her family, seeing this as a gateway to his future.
"That ass hole thinks he's powerful now huh? I'll make him regret ever coming into our lives, " He vowed.
Victor couldn’t wait to tell his father about the vital information he had just gathered about Peter’s past life. The informant had told him that the family was now destitute and would do anything for money and revenge on Peter for coming back with so much hatred for them.He sat in his car, sipping his chilled can of Coke.“Serves them right for being insensitive when he had nothing but damn the bastard that is my seat, my rightful position." He growled to himself as he silently waited for the next call to buzz in.Just like he anticipated, his phone came humming in no time. A wicked smirk formed around his mouth region, his eyes anticipating the latest news from his accomplice.“Any additional information?” Victor asked coldly.Yes, boss. Uhm! Peter successfully bought the mansion from them some months ago." When he heard this part of the information again, his eyes darkened, and he didn’t hesitate to bark into the phone. “Don’t be a silly spider; I already know about the purchased
After about an hour of driving, the car pulled up in front of a deserted building.“Get down, you old fool." One of the men screamed the command at Bill Steels. He was childishly open, shivering like a wet cat. He managed to push himself out of the car with his eyes still tied.“Please don’t kill me." Mr. Bill begged, his body shaking vehemently. He was led into the abandoned building by the men; he wasn’t sure how many rooms he passed, but he knew they made about three separate turns before they got to the dark room.“Take off the blinds," a voice commanded, and the man quickly did as instructed. Mr. Bill’s eyes were blurry by the time the blind was taken off. He could see human figures but couldn’t make out their faces.“Sit”. The one whom he suspected to be their boss commanded him again. The man had a voice akin to that of someone he knew, but he wasn’t sure until he could see clearly. His eyes soon adjusted to the darkness, and soon the man’s face came out. His eyes widened whe
“Now she is the deal. I want you and your family to help me bring him down. I can’t do this on my own; I need you and your entire family involved in it. I need my inheritance back as fast as possible, and the idiot stole my girlfriend too. He began to sob, then suddenly became serious again.“I want him out of my way; I want him dead; I want him crushed. I just want him out of my way for good."He said it angrily. Bill nodded his approval of the plan.“You can convince your daughter to track him into our trap, can you?”.'Yes, I can do that." Bill agreed without even thinking; all he wants is to be rich again and free from this stupid bondage of being a help to a boy old enough to be his son.“Fine then, I will let you go, but if you fail me, I will have your flesh ripped and fed to the birds".On hearing these dangerous threats, Bill goes on his knees and begins to beg.“Please spare my life; spare my family. I will make sure they all agree to the plan. I need my life back. I am tired
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