“I will call you if I need anything, but for now, you can find a safe space for yourself,” Kayla told the nurse.“Okay”. Nurse Betty answered and left for the living room. It was time for her favorite show, so the chef gave her the leverage to watch since she was hired to take care of Kayla until Peter returned.“Thank you, ma'am,” she answered, taking the remote.“I will be in the kitchen if you need anything; just let me know." The chef said that and bowed to her. She stared at the chef strangely because no one had ever done that for her.Meanwhile, in the room, Kayla was already tired and thinking about how to tell her parents, especially her mom, that she had broken the agreement they had when she was growing up—not to get pregnant until she had fully tied the knot with the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. She laid on the bed and rolled from end to end, wondering how her mom would take the news. Although it was the first time her mom had seen Peter, she had liked
By the time he got to the office, everyone was happy. The staff had already gotten the news of the bonuses to be shared before the end of the day. He looked over at Tyler. “Is there a reason the entire building seems very busy and a bit rowdy today?” Peter asked blindly. “I guess the promise you made at the site had reached your ears,” Tyler said.“The promise. But that isn't for all the staff; it's only for the engineers and those who worked at the site. They got the news wrong, and whoever is instigating the idea in their heart has no good plans for them. However, maybe Peter wasn't really aware of any of Peter's problems. He had given out his instructions to the accountant, and there is no way Mr. Chen will disburse funds outside of what was discussed. There is no way he was paying far above his budget. The two men walked fast, their shoes clicking against the marble floor, until he got to his office. He had just entered his office when the line began to ring.“Hello”. Peter answ
Lucas slammed the phone on the desk and pushed his face into Victor's face. “This is your only chance; you had better use it wisely." He scowled and straightened up. Meanwhile, Victor already knows that no matter how hard the officer tries to be, he will end up taking a little bribe.“Thank you”. Victor said it for the first time in a long while and grabbed the phone quickly. He swiped and dialed his father's number as fast as he could. The phone rang twice as he waited patiently for his father to pick him up before he got caught. “Pick up the damn phone." He says this, and finally his father's rustling voice comes up.“Hey son. I have searched everywhere for you; where have you been?” “Well, it's obvious you didn't. Look for me; otherwise, you would have known that I have been locked up at the state police station for almost a week now." Victor said in a whisper on the phone.“What?” “Yes, Dad. The FBI needs answers, and I don't want to speak without a lawyer. I need you to come
Meanwhile, at home, Kennedy cannot imagine the fact that his son has been arrested for a couple of days without his notice, and no one seems to know the whereabouts of his son. He rushed out of the house after he was done with the call. The only contemplation he had in his mind was the fact that he was confused about whether he should first go look for a lawyer before going to bail out his son. He wasn’t just an ordinary man, and for some reason he is well respected.“That bastard would not even want to help, even if I plead with him." He complained and got into his car without wasting time. He drove through the rustling city like a madman, and then he finally reeved into the jail yard.“He searched his car for all he needed and walked in. His eyes were surveying the entire lock and fence with high poles, making it almost impossible for anyone to escape. He went straight into the building and met a few officers who gave him an audience.“Sir, my son was unlawfully arrested, and for da
“I can’t believe I lived in that damn room for days without actually seeing the light." Victor, who had just been released from the cell, couldn’t help but express his fears to his father, Kennedy, who was holding on strong to the steering.“The cell is not a place to be, and you should be lucky you were just detained in the FBI state division and not a proper prison; you wouldn’t look this good,” Kennedy replied with a grumpy tone as he moved the steering side to side.“I think we should leave the city for a couple of days and return to see how things go because we have been listed as suspects and Peter would do anything within his power to put us behind bars,” Victor suggested, but Kennedy, who has always had a fearless spirit, looked at him from the corner of his eyes and shook his head.“Are you starting to grow cold feet concerning all that is going on?" Kennedy asked, knowing fully well that his son would chicken up at the slightest treat detected.“No. Not all att. Chicken up?
A stroll to the park was something Kayla would do over the weekend, and she feels bored and trapped now that Peter is away on a trip and would not be back on Sunday evening. She stared out the window and wondered what on earth would make her stay indoors. The nurse had told her that she was fine, and she could also feel it in her body that she was very much okay. She took her bath, dressed up to leave home after eating, when her phone rang. She took slow, sluggish steps to see who was calling. The moment she saw her mother's number, she braced up, and a strange strength took over her bones. "Hello, mom,” she said into the phone and scoffed, even though her heart was pumping hard.“Kayla, how are you doing? It's been months, and you haven't shown up yet at the house. Is everything okay?” Her mother asked her over the phone. “I'm alright”. Kayla answered, scratching her head as she spoke."Baby, you sound really weak. Are you sure everything is fine with you?” “Yes ma'am. I am just
“Black boots”. She thought in her heart. For a second, her heart stopped beating as she gradually raised her head to meet two daggering pairs of gray eyes. She was sure she had seen the boots somewhere; she quickly recognized them, but what would Victor be stalking her for?“Shocked to see me, huh?” “What the hell do you want from me?” She asked him as she tried hard to maintain the panic in her heart. She looked around with the corner of her eyes, and it seemed as though everyone had deserted the pack just in a blink.“Kayla I can see you have no shame, but I will teach that fiancée of yours a lesson," Victor spoke with spite and anger. Every word that came out of his mouth had a thick venom hanging on, waiting to sting.As Victor's words hung in the air like a profane stench, Kayla felt a gush of irritation and fear intertwine within her. She tightened her fists, her long nails digging into her palms, but she refused to let Victor see her weakness.With a forced calmness, she retort
About forty-five minutes after Kayla got off the phone with Peter, she lay on the bed too tired to do anything. Her laptop was there, looking at her with the jobs she had to deliver to her boss, still sitting pretty unattended. She sighed heavily and got up. She packed the pillows and made a soft sitting position for herself. That was all she needed to be comfortable with what she was about to do. She pulled the laptop from the desk and placed it on the bed. She had to finish the job before her boss called her again. But as she remembered the scene at the park, she drifted back into reverie.“What did he plan to do? Victor knew the only place he would locate her was that exact spit they had shared for years, almost every other weekend while they were an item. He remembered every little detail about her, and that could only tell one thing: that he has not moved on with his life yet, or was it that difficult for him to accept the fact that Kayla had dumped his sorry spoilt ass for his c