At Evelyn’s villa, the maid escorted Fiona to the living room, and Fiona reached there, waiting for Evelyn patiently. As soon as Evelyn reached her side, Fiona approached her and muttered, “I need to talk to you.” “Alright, have your seat,” Evelyn responded, gesturing toward a nearby couch. Hastily, Fiona sat on the couch, and she spoke, “Ma. Evelyn, you need to listen to this recording. It is a conversation I recorded between Mrs. Bella and I.” As soon as she completed her statement, she played an audio she recorded which revealed how Bella intended to kill Daisy and have the entire empire to herself. Fortunately, Fiona didn’t follow Bella’s orders because she understood how it would feel if she was in the victim’s shoe. Also, the other time she injected a fluid into the IV fluid bag that was connected to Alex, it was the normal fluid she was supposed to inject. But, she pretended like it was a bad fluid, just in case Bella had a spy that was watching her. “Gosh, I knew she wa
The rain poured heavily as a cold breeze whipped through the air. It was evening and they were just little passersby on the lane. A thin, young man, Alexander Sterling in a shabby-looking jacket trudged down the lane as he hid a rose inside his jacket. It was his wife’s birthday and he had planned to surprise her with a gift. In previous years, he was unable to buy her any gifts because he had no money. He proudly walked into the opulent mansion, as his worn-out shoes stained the clean, tiled floor with dirty mud. He was prepared to do anything to make his wife happy again after so many arguments and problems. Inside the opulent mansion was a crowd of wealthy people in the living room, drinking and dancing roughly with music playing loudly. Alex was a little confused with this. His wife, Bella had texted him about calling a doctor when she had a fever, but she didn't inform him about throwing a party or inviting her wealthy friends. Alex silently walked past the crowd as he didn't
Leaning on the counter, heartbroken Alex thought back on his marriage. He did a delivery job when he was very young before he was able to successfully get admitted into the university. Even after the admission, he had to get different jobs in order to keep paying his university fees and his mother’s medical fees. He and Bella were close friends. He loved her, and he decided to propose to her after he graduated. Luckily, Bella accepted but the marriage was not accepted by her family until Bella pleaded with them. Afterward, the marriage was filled with thorns. Bella’s parents, Mr and Mrs. Vanderbilt kept embarrassing Alex as they never thought of him as a part of their family. Even Bella started despising him too. To keep his marriage intact, Alex went through hell and back, as he also tried to be a good son-in-law to Bella's parents. He borrowed money from loan sharks to buy Bella and Bella’s parents lavish gifts, which left him at the loan shark’s mercy and at risk of physical ha
Alex returned to Bella’s mansion as he pondered about what the doctor told him. He could not even think of how to come up with such an amount of money, hundred of thousands of dollars! Even if he were to borrow money from the loan sharks again, they would only beat him up and maybe sell him this time. He gently pushed the door open as he walked into the living room. The wealthy crowds left the living room in a dirty state. Cups, empty bottles, and trays of food were everywhere on the couch. The music was stopped and some maids were cleaning the living room already. He walked up to Bella’s room, and he sighted Bella all alone, on the sofa with a goblet of wine in her hand. “Bella, Mum is at the hospital and the doctors need some money for treatments.” Alex spoke slowly as he was scared of how Bella would respond. He knew Bella would only give him money if she wanted to post it on her social handles. Bella slowly sips her wine before turning to Alex. “Open the drawer and take as muc
The night sky was aglow with bright city lights as the rain stopped pouring. A Mercedes car sped off into a villa, and it was parked neatly in a spacious garage. Mr. Vanderbilt, the old man alighted from the Mercedes car as he walked gently into his villa with his stick hitting the floor calmly. His mouth agape, he was stunned by Bella, his daughter's presence since she only visited him when he had a meeting with his wealthy business partners. He looked at Bella as he noticed that her hands were wrapped around a pillow and she clutched it towards her chest before sobbing quietly. With what he witnessed, he assumed something bad happened to Bella so he walked towards her to calm her down and to question her for the unnecessary sobs. Mr. Vanderbilt stretched out his hand from his pocket and Bella screamed. “Ah! Dad, didn't you see the camera was on?” Bella yelled, glaring at her father before she glanced at the little camera that was recording what she did. She grabbed the camera then
On a bed with crisp white sheets and a thin pillow under his head, Alex lay there unconsciously as he was in a small, quiet toom. The scars he got from the assailants hitting him were evident, even the scar over his left eye. He had been in a coma for nine months and luckily, the fisherman who rescued him took care of him, along with a country doctor. The silence in the room immediately got broken by the noise of chickens clucking loudly outside the room. Alex stirred from his sleep as the chicken's cluck disturbed his sleep. For the first time in nine months, he opened his eyes and moved his fingers. Finally conscious, he found it difficult to recollect, focus or bring himself to recall how he got to the room. He could not even remember who he was or why he was in a room. He felt like he was a newborn baby that had graduated from college recently. And then, he tried his best to piece two and two, or to remember anything but still, his mind was in a blank state. Confused and scared,
Alex shrank back as Emma glared at him like a mother scolding her son. “You heard what I said, didn't you?” Emma scolded and Alex replied, “Yeah, but you don't need to yell at me like that. I promise you, you will get back to school soon,” Emma smiled and she pats his head slowly, “Better...you can come to check on the chickens and pigs now,” she spoke before turning around to leave the room. “Sure, Mum!” Alex replied sarcastically and Emma turned back, facing Alex with her eyebrows furrowed like the sharp claws of a bird. She opened her mouth to speak, then she stayed mute, crossed her arms, and pouted, “Whatever,” She walked out of the room, a little annoyed while Alex stared at her in surprise. He could not remember anything, but he certainly believed Jack’s explanation after his encounter with Emma. “Funny sister...” Alex muttered to himself as the room became silent. He pushed the bed sheets off his body and he stood up to check the house. He walked gently out of the room an
Stepping off the train, Alex and Emma were welcomed with the blaring of car horns that emitted an unpleasant noise. Slow, sweet melodies mingled with the unpleasant noise as Alex looked up at the street performers. “Finally, we are here, Emma,” Alex cooed and a smile formed on Emma’s face. She eagerly walked away from the train as she sniffed the aroma of freshly brewed coffee. “Hmm, the rich aroma...“ Emma mumbled quietly and Alex chuckled at her dramatic excited self. He turned around to gaze at the crowds on the sidewalk who rushed toward their destination, and he sighted Jack. “We can't continue to stand under this hot sun just for you to admire the city. It's very hot out here, you know?” Jack spoke quickly and Emma looked up at him as she studied his facial expression. He looked tired and sweat dripped from his forehead like it was raining sweat. Emma nodded sweetly and she obeyed him. They continued to walk down the lane until Jack stopped. “Dad, are you alright?” Alex excl