Novels by Shalltell.O. Uyofor

Chapter 48Camila’s POVThe news of my pregnancy spread faster than I could even process. One moment I was lying unconscious in the cold, dusty room of my kidnappers; the next, I was in a dimly lit bedroom back home, wrapped in a blanket, with Roderick pacing the floor like a lion trapped in a cage.“You shouldn’t have kept it from me, Camila,” he said in a strained voice, stopping to face me.I looked up from the steaming cup of tea Adrian had pressed into my hands minutes ago. My body ached in strange, unfamiliar ways, my head still foggy from the ordeal. But one truth burned through the haze — I was carrying Roderick’s child. That fact was as real as the pulse in my throat.“I needed time,” I whispered. “Time to understand what it means.”He turned toward the window, resting one hand against the glass while the other clenched at his side. “Time or not, they could have killed you.” His voice rose, sharp with frustration. “You were taken, Camila! Do you know what could’ve happened if

Chapter 47 Camila’s POV Two weeks later, the silence in the house had grown heavier. Secrets weighed thicker in the air, and every glance carried questions no one dared to ask. I had been feeling ill lately, vomiting, dozing off and the weight of everything just made the constant headache worst.Today, I was heading out to meet Adrian, two weeks ago he couldn't make it to our meeting, something came up so we had to reschedule . After I message Adrian, I waited for him at the place we agreed to meet. I wasn't sure how to breathe. I initially thought the stress of what's been going on has been getting to me. I wanted talk to adrain to get my mind of things. “Adrian…” I turned to him, biting my bottom lip, my eyes feeling heavy and dizzy. the tears already stinging the corners of my eyes. Everything looking blurry. He blinked once. Twice. His jaw clenched as he looked at me. “camila, what's wrong. Are you ok?” I nodded slowly, wrapping my arms around myself as if that would sto

Chapter 46 The morning light crept hesitantly through the sheer curtains, casting soft golden streaks across the estate's quiet walls. Silence hung in the air like a held breath. Yet beneath that stillness, something had shifted—as if the house itself had witnessed what happened the night before and was now deciding whether to speak or remain silent. Camila stirred in the bed, her body tangled in sheets that still held traces of Roderick’s warmth. He was already gone—up before sunrise but the space he left behind thrummed with the echo of the night they shared. She reached out, brushing her fingers over the pillow where his head had rested. A faint smile flickered on her lips... until the weight of memory returned like a crashing wave. The door. The creak. The soft sound. Had it really happened? She sat up abruptly, heart thudding in her chest. Meanwhile, in the sitting room... Ryan sat curled up in the chair, his knees pulled to his chest and arms wrapped tightly around them

Chapter 45The house had finally became quiet. The laughter and clinking glasses had faded into silence, and the guests—along with their whispered judgments and hidden agendas, were gone. Roderick and Camila lingered near the edge of the now-deserted balcony, the moonlight caressing his cheekbones and drawing soft silver lines across the curve of his jaw.“They’ve all left, including Sisi,” Camila said softly.Roderick nodded. “Finally.”She took a deep breath, letting the cool air fill her lungs. There was something in the stillness of the night that made everything else feel far away. Just for a moment, it was like they were suspended in time.Roderick turned to her. His eyes, so often guarded, were bare tonight. Vulnerable.“You looked beautiful tonight,” he said. The honesty in his voice made her heart ache.She smiled, stepping closer. “You always say that.”“Because it’s always true,” he replied, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “But tonight... tonight it felt different

Chapter 44The house was unusually lively. Roderick’s relatives had come to visit, and the atmosphere was filled with forced smiles and silent tension. I moved through the crowd with a practiced calm—offering drinks, polite greetings, and wearing a smile that didn't quite reach my eyes.Unfamiliar faces surrounded me—faces that seemed to know me better than I knew them. From what was supposed to be a peace visit, it had turned into a mini party. I expected nothing less from Mrs. Miranda.Later in the evening, I found a moment alone with Adrian on the balcony. The moonlight cast warm shadows across his thoughtful face, and for a second, the noise inside faded.“I need to ask you something,” I said quietly, walking up to stand beside him.He turned to me, gentle concern in his eyes. “What’s wrong?”“Do you… do you really think Precillia is the one for you?”He looked away. Silence stretched between us before he finally answered, “Honestly, Camila, I don’t know. She’s kind, beautiful… bu

Chapter 43 I didn’t expect to sleep so peacefully after everything, but somehow, the weight on my chest had eased a little after visiting Grandpa. His words stayed with me, echoing like a guiding light in a dark tunnel: "Sometimes, love isn’t about having. It’s about giving the one you care for the space to choose freely. If it’s real, it’ll find its way back to you." That morning, I walked into the kitchen and found Sisi already prepping breakfast. She turned slightly, her eyes meeting mine, warm and understanding. "Did you sleep okay?" she asked, passing me a cup of tea. I nodded. "Better than I thought I would." She reached for a plate. "You left pretty fast yesterday. Roderick didn’t ask questions. He just said you looked like you needed some space." I swallowed, a pang pressing against my chest. "That’s kind of him." Sisi paused, then turned fully to face me. "You still love Roderick, don’t you?" I blinked. There it was. No sugarcoating, no dancing around it. "Yes," I wh

Chapter 29“Give that back!” Josephine, who had just recovered from her shock, said, stretching out her hand in an attempt to snatch the photo from Lucas.“Your reaction shows me all I need to know,” Lucas said as he folded the paper and slipped it into his pocket. “What connection do you and Alfred have?”“There is no connection,” Josephine answered instantly, sighing. She took a deep breath in an effort to compose herself.“You know what, Lucas? You can very well keep the photo and your questions to yourself. I have no interest in keeping you engaged. Since you will be locked up all your life, you do need something to ponder, or you might lose your mind.”Scoffing, Lucas couldn’t help but clench his fist. “Now, my properties…”“Didn’t you get the memo? You will never get them again. Not ever.”“You arrogant bastard,” Josephine sneered.“I’m glad Selena finally got her justice and Violet her revenge on you, Lucas…” Josephine said.“Same here,” Lucas said, interrupting Josephine as h

Chapter 28“Mr. Lucas… Mr. Lucas, what do you have to say?” The reporters swarmed around him as Lucas was escorted by two officers into the vehicle. The media was in a frenzy.“The judge has given the verdict. Ms. Selena Brooks, ex-wife of former CEO of Wells Corporation, Lucas Wells, is free from all charges. Lucas Wells is charged not only with the murder of his father and the butler, but also with planting false evidence and framing Ms. Brooks,” one of the journalists announced into a live camera.Josephine hesitated to walk out of the courtroom. For one, she didn’t want to deal with the reporters outside.Her phone rang. She sighed, sat back down on one of the benches, and picked it up. Glancing at the caller ID, her eyes softened.Liam.She instantly answered.“Mom, I just saw the news…”“Yes, my boy. I told you I would sort everything, didn’t I?”“Listen, Mom. We need to talk.”“I know,” Josephine said in a low voice. “But not now. Let’s meet later tonight.” She ended the call b

Chapter 27“I can’t wait for you to be out,” Violet said softly to her mother, who sat opposite her.“Me too, Violet. After all these years, I’m finally going to be free,” Selena replied, tears streaming down her face. They had received the news of the evidence that could change Selena fate a few days ago, and even now it still felt unreal.She shook her head in disbelief. “I still can’t believe Lucas had the guts to kill his own father. To what extent is he willing to go?”“Honestly, Mom, I can believe it,” Violet said, her voice tight as she remembered the day he had accused her mother on live television.“Vio… I’m so happy,” Selena whispered, her smile trembling beneath her tears.“Me too, Mom,” Violet replied, reaching across the table to squeeze her hand.***Lucas stepped out of the car, his chest heavy. Today, his fate would be decided.He stood still for a moment in front of the courthouse, simply staring at the building as a storm of emotions churned inside him.Then, the bli

Chapter 26Lucas paced in the cell, visibly angry and confused. He had no idea what evidence they found, but one thing he was sure of was that he was being framed.What annoyed him most was that he still hadn’t gotten a hold of John.“Is this all Violet’s doing?” he mumbled to himself. “Of course, it’s hers, using me as a sacrificial lamb to free that bitch of a mother.”He laughed, but pain laced his laughter.“You better hope your plan works, Violet,” he said, staring into thin air, his eyes as dark as they could be. “Because if it doesn’t…” he paused, his voice dropping to a low growl, “…I will just have to show you how monstrous I can be.”***The next morning, Lucas sat on the edge of his cot, staring at the wall. He was still confused and angry. He hadn’t slept last night. How could he, when the walls were closing in on him?“Mr. Lucas,” a guard said, opening the cell door slightly. “You have a visitor.”Lucas’s head shot up. “Visitor?” he mumbled as he got to his feet.Inside t

Chapter 25Hailey stared, bewildered, at the woman standing before her and her boss.She looked exactly like the picture Hailey had once seen in Alex’s office.'She hadn’t aged a bit, how was that even possible?' Hailey thought.Hailey’s eyes flickered to Alex. His expression was anything but blank, and relief washed over her. Thank God, she thought. I was beginning to think he was broken, that he didn’t feel anything at all.The woman’s hands trembled, her eyes brimming with unshed tears.“Alex…” she whispered, uncertain whether to step closer or stay still.The shock on Alex’s face had already shifted, hardening into pure anger.“You’re Alex’s mother?” Hailey blurted, unable to stop herself.The woman’s tearful eyes moved to her, and she gave a small nod.“Alex,” she called again, taking a cautious step forward, holding her breath.“Don’t you dare take another step.”Alex’s voice thundered through the room, cold and sharp. The sheer force of it made Hailey flinch where she stood.“W

Chapter 24 Lucas walked down the stairs, his face etched with confusion. What could Josephine and Alfred possibly have that warranted them taking a picture together? he wondered. He sighed, regaining himself as he saw Leo walking into the mansion. “Sir,” Leo said, standing before Lucas. “All is ready and we are good to go.” Lucas, who still had the picture of Josephine and Alfred, folded it carefully and slipped it into his pocket. He bent down, picked up the small bag filled with everything he could salvage from Josephine, and straightened up. Closing his eyes, he tried to shut out the noise in his head. Too many voices ran through his mind, but he forced himself to focus, there was a mission at hand. “Let’s go,” he said to Leo. As they approached the door, the wail of sirens caught them from afar, drawing closer by the second. “Sir… I think it’s the...” “The police,” Lucas finished for him. Leo nodded in agreement. Lucas sighed. “Ahhh. When I thought the day couldn’t get