Joel tried to drown his sorrows in alcohol, a habit he rarely did. But now he went all out. The more he drank, the more his problem appeared unsolvable. Albert had told him to put his trust in Larry Hogan. He assured him the lawyer was going to do a good job. His wife, Anna, had tried her best to reach him but he's been rejecting her calls. One time he was so angry that he almost blocked her. He didn't want to hear any explanation she has. He was surrounded by people who were selfish and manipulative. It broke his heart to discover that his wife was one of them. He trusted her. He loved her and he was willing to do anything to make sure she was happy. Even though he didn't want to see her for now, deep within, he longed to be close to her. Joel blinked his eyes. He wiped both eyes with ghe back of his hand. He was already drunk and had no idea where he was. The bright pulsating lights almost blinded his eyes and the loud music made his head bang. He recognised Albert standing nex
Joel turned to look at Albert. "You told me I didn't…" "You didn't get tangled up with anyone last night." Albert quickly stepped in to clear the air before Joel completed what he wanted to say. "Officers, I think you must be mistaken. My boss didn't meet any woman last night. He was with me." Joel had to ask Albert again because at this point he wasn't even sure if he committed such a crime. He knew he wasn't one to stoop so low to rape a lady. But he couldn't say so confidently knowing he was completely drunk and can hardly recall what happened last night. He stared at Albert, not sure if he could still believe his words and maintain a bold composure in front of the officers. An accusation as grave as this was one that would destroy his reputation and self respect. It would further crush him because he was yet to find his way out of the other situations. He would have called his lawyer Larry Hogan to tackle this case too but he wanted to see how bad it was first. The police of
Albert noticed a sleek black sedan pulling up beside him. The window rolled down, revealing the club owner/manager, Mr. Smith."You're here?" Albert said with a tone of relief. "Yeah. I had to come as soon as you told me. I wouldn't want your boss going to jail for what never happened." Mr Smith said, still in his car. "Thank you," Albert said."Don't thank me yet." Mr Smith waved a hand. "Letme see the wench who is trying to ruin an innocent man." Joel saw Albert and a man he wasn't familiar with approached him. He was still held by the police. They had promised not to grant him bail until he can prove Kim isn't right. Already has strong evidence that Joel actually assaulted her. "Mr Joel, glad to see you," Mr. Smith said. "I brought the CCTV footage. I think it'll clear up any misunderstandings."Joel's eyes narrowed. He didn't understand what was going on. "What are you talking about?" he asked but he turned to look at Albert. "Who is he?""Sorry, I didn't inform you about this
Joel knew he was harsh on Anna but he justified it as something which he had to do. He thinks pushing Anna away is the language she would likely understand and hopefully confess what she is hiding. Anna's heart ached. She held on painfully to her chest. Her eyes filled up with tears as she drove away from the estate, making her sight blurry. She felt lost and alone, her heart heavy with sorrow. She had never felt so disconnected from Joel, her husband. The tension between them had been building for weeks, and now it seemed like there isn't hope to rekindle the love they once had and shared. As she drove through the streets of Florida, she found herself at Jessica's doorstep, her friend. Jessica, a warm person, is probably the only friend Anna has. She welcomed Anna with open arms, concern carved on her face."Anna, what's wrong?" Jessica asked, ushering her inside. "You look like you've gone to hell and returned. "Anna broke down, tears streaming down her face as she collapsed ont
Anna and Jessica continued to have a conversation about the pregnancy; this time in the presence of a nicely brewed warm coffee that Jessica had offered to make for them.Anna sipped the coffee. She shut her eyes close, as she allowed the taste to envelop her taste buds. She really needed the boost the coffee would give her. She was almost feeling depressed. Taking a stimulant wouldn't be all that bad. Jessica listened intently as Anna poured out her heart, sharing her fears and concerns about Joel's cruelty and the pregnancy is taking a toll on her. "Mimi needs me. She isn't strong yet since the surgery. I can feel myself slipping away.""You need to be strong. If anything happens to you, I doubt Joel will have the time to look after her like you do." The warm sunlight streaming through the windows highlighted the worry lines on Anna's face."I just feel so lost, Jessica," Anna's voice trembled. "I don't know what to do. I need Joel's attention, not just for the pregnancy, but
The rain lashed against the grimy windows of the interrogation room, each droplet a stark contrast to the deafening silence that hung heavy in the air. Joel sat with his arms crossed, his knuckles white from gripping the worn wooden table. His eyes were fixed on the blank wall as he ignored the officers. A week had passed since Xavier's murder, and the weight of the accusation was beginning to crush him. All that was happening was contrary to what he believed would happen. He had expected the news about being suspected for murder to die down but it only got uglier. He was innocent. How many statements did he have to give? He thought to himself. It was like the world was against him. He wished he had never gone to meet Xavier at his company that day. He only did that because he was so angry that one of his factories was destroyed and he suspected the Billionaires Club was responsible for burning down the cloth factory. Somehow he knew it with a certainty that it had to be them.
"Excuse me." Joel's eyes flashed with anger. "You can't walk in here and talk to me anyhow." The shorter one began, his voice low and smooth, "it's time we talked, Joel.""I thought I made myself clear that I'm not going to have anything to do with the Brotherhood cult.""Being stubborn is no way to handle the current issues you're facing." Joel didn't reply. He simply stared at them, his mind racing. He knew what they wanted. They wanted him to join them, to become one of them. "I'm not stubborn." Joel challenged him. "I don't like it when other people poke into my business.""Your grandfather was the pioneer of this cult. Why do you detest being part of us so much? If you join us, we promise to protect you and make you more powerful.""Why is joining you so important?" "You are the only Winston Heir. If your grandfather had more grandsons, you would have had a choice. But right now, it's mandatory that Winston Heir be part of the cult." Joel already knew they wanted to use the
It looked unreal. Joel had been looking far away for a culprit, meanwhile the person he was supposed to suspect for a crime is someone working in the estate. Joel's hands trembled as the letter fell, his eyes scanning Melinda's corpse with a mix of shock, anger, and disbelief. Melinda, his deceased staff member, had left a confession letter which her colleague found, revealing a dark secret. Joel looked at Melinda's corpse thinking to himself. He knew if she hadn't taken her life, there was nothing stopping him from killing her. But then he remembered the other half content of the letter and shook his head. Melinda killed herself because she felt guilty of what she did. Just then, Albert, his secretary, walked into the room, confused by the sight before him. He was shocked to see Melinda, one of the oldest staff on the floor, dead. The wailing noise created by Melinda's colleagues had already attracted others in the Estate to run towards them in order to find out what was happeni
Anna rushed into the living room as though she was being pursued by something. Joel thought she made such a dramatic entrance because Carson was crying. "Do you have to run in here like that? You startled me." Joel whispered, handing over Carson to Anna. "I think he's hungry." "Shhh…Baby. I'm here." She rocked the baby in her hands, then looked up at Joel. "I didn't rush in here just because the baby was crying. It's a coincidence that I just saw something on the news in the common room before coming here." "News? What did you see?" Joel asked, concern etched over his face. "I think you should tune in," she answered, her voice urgent. "It's something you need to see for yourself." Joel's curiosity heightened as he tuned into the channel Anna had suggested. What they saw and heard shook them to the very core. The name of the person speaking on the television was boldly written as 'Liam Brown Winston.' He was making a broadcast on television, he was using a handkerchief to wipe hi
"Where are you going?" Albert quickly asked. Joel pushed Albert out of his way. "Don't stop me. I need to know what's going on here." "Don't you think you should rest? When she comes here, you can ask her why no one spoke up about you not being dead."Joel's mind raced with so many questions as he stepped out of the room, ignoring Albert. He was determined to find Anna and demand answers. Why hasn't she spoken up that he was alive? Albert followed closely behind him in case Joel were to slump because he still looked very weak. Albert offered to help Joel to where he would find Anna since he wasn't familiar with the areas in the house. Albert led them into a private quarters. Joel's heart raced when Albert pushed the door open. He was still embarrassed with the way he had treated Anna. Inside he met Anna seated peacefully, feeding the newborn child while an elderly man sat behind a desk, watching him with a piercing gaze. Joel walked further into the room until he was standing next
Joel stared upright on the bed, his eyes fixed on Albert who stood by the window, looking grim. He could stop Anna when she walked out of the room in anger. He has no right to call her back and question her decision because he knew very well that he deserved her anger. There was still much tension in the air. Joel didn't know iw here to begin from but he was grateful to Anna that he's alive. "I still can't believe it's Emma who poisoned you."Albert said, when he turned around to face Joel. "She was playing me," Joel answered. "I wouldn't have believed myself if she wasn't there to say it herself.""This man who cliaked to be your half-brother, did he tell you why he wanted you dead?" Albert asked. "It's obvious. To exert revenge for what the Winston family did to him and his mother. He mentioned killing my grandfather because he never wanted to accept his as family." "So he waged war against you after he killed your grandfather. If this is true, then this stranger would be the o
Joel's eyes fluttered open, his mind foggy and confused. He looked around the unfamiliar room until he was staring at a stranger. A nurse. Where was he? He tried to remember. Was he not supposed to be dead? He was sure he had breathed his last so how was he here?"Where…where am I? Joel asked, his throat parched. "The nurse smiled kindly. "You're safe Mr Winston. I'll get the lady of the house." Joel looked more confused. What lady of the house? And the nurse didn't even answer his question about where he was. Moments later she returned with Anna, who was excited. Joel couldn't believe who he had laid eyes upon. His eyes widened in shock as Anna rushed to his side, embracing him tightly. "I'm glad you're awake. It was taking forever," she exclaimed. Joel was silent for a while still trying to make out what was happening. How did Anna end up here? He tried to speak but his voice wasn't audible enough. "Anna…how? Where am I?" he stammered. "You're in my uncle's house. It's
Anna looked at her reflection in the mirror. The last twenty-four hours were one of the toughest for Anna in the last few months since she found herself in a hospital. Her uncle had held onto her hand and told her to fight and stay alive. She listened to him but regretted later when she heard that her daughter Mimi was found dead on the accident site. She splashed water onto her pale face. Losing Mimi was something she wasn't prepared for. Joel would have almost died if she hadn't gotten to his room when she did. She exhaled deeply, splashing more water on her face. She reminded herself that she was supposed to hate Joel for how he had treated her. He had accused her of killing his grandfather and didn't even wait to hear any explanation she had when he found out her real identity. "That's all in the past now." She whispered to herself, staring intensely at her reflection in the mirror. She pulled her phone from her pocket. She had to put a call through to her uncle. He was the on
The doctor filled Anna in on how they think her husband, Joel, was poisoned. They had to commence with more important processes to stabilize him properly after a gastric lavage was performed on him. At the receptionist desk, Anna was about to sign the papers when the news came on with Joel's face on the screen. Joel's situation was already public knowledge. She wondered how the media got to know so fast and she was shown Jeol wasn't the kind of man throwing his title or influence around. So it had to be someone else's doing that the news was being reported. The headline read: "Businessman Joel Brown Winston Found Unconscious (Possibly Dead) in a Mexican Five Star Hotel." Anna's hands trembled. She didn't like that the news about her husband was already spreading fast. She knew she had to act fast. After signing the necessary document, Anna quickly made her way to meet the doctor in charge of Joel's case. Her heart was pounding in her chest. "Doctor, I'm sorry. I can see you ar
An elegant lady dressed in a beautiful white dress stared across the waiting room, turning her head from left to right. It was obvious she was waiting for someone. There was no sign of that person passing by. Moments later, her eyes were fixed on the elevator. She didn't want to lose this person in case he passed by. After waiting for a long time, her patience was beginning to wear out. She was here to see Joel Winston Brown. She had planned on seeing him and surprising him but unfortunately her plan was disrupted by the appearance if a strange lady. She had to come back down to wait when she saw the lady walk into Joel's room. She was almost lost in thought when she saw the lady who had walked into Joel's room earlier emerge, arm in arm with another man. Her eyes widened in confusion. She was certain this lady had gone into Joel's room. She's known about his arrival in Mexico and every other detail about him wasn't a secret to her. She wasn't comfortable with what she had seen
Joel's breathing became more shallow as he struggled in pain. The footsteps got closer. The stranger stopped in front of Joel's struggling form and gazed down at him with contempt. Seeing the only Winston Heir lying helplessly on the floor made him drip with excitement. He turned to Emma. "Well done, you've done an amazing job. Who would have thought the grandson to the almighty Carl Brown Winston will be easily eliminated." Emma muttered with so much pride. "Thank you, Liam. Even though you doubted me. I told you I could do it." Liam's gaze shifted back to Joel, who was writhing in pain. Joel was trying to say something but he was barely audible. "What are you trying to say?" Liam squatted and lowered his head close to Joel's mouth. "Who…are…you?" Joel breathed with difficulty. "Oh!" Liam laughed. "I was going to tell you even if you don't ask. But I can see why it's rude to keep a dying man waiting" Liam looked so excited to introduce himself, it was as if he had
Joel's impatience grew as he waited for Emma to begin speaking. He was eager for her to leave, so the faster she begins telling him what she's here for, the faster he'll get rid of her. Emma claimed she's connected and knows people at high places but he couldn't accept that as the whole truth. She located him so easily. Her ability to find him here only added to his distrust, especially considering the lies she had already told him. "I'm waiting, spit it out. You know I don't have all day." Joel said, his tone firm as he stated at her. "What do you know about my grandfather's death?" Emma's smile seemed forced as she finished texting someone on her phone. "Just a minute. I promise to tell you everything." She placed her phone on the table and her hand knocked over her glass of wine, spilling it all over the table and rug. She gasped, pretending it was an accident. "Oh, I'm so sorry! I've been clumsy lately." Joel raised an eyebrow, he's been watching her closely and he