KINGSTON’S POVI had two things on my mind; one, find Luisa, talk to her and know what’s going on, and two, go to my mother and deal with everything regarding Clarissa.Jimmy was back and expecting my next course of action. I called Seth first, “How’s it?”I heard low sounds of typing. “I am still working on it. I have gotten some of the internets but it’s just too much.”“I don’t care how you get it done, but I want it done before the end of the day.” I hung up.I guess I would leave seeing Luisa till next time, but I will keep trying her number. Whenever there wasn’t a piece of the news online, I can boldly visit Luisa. Then, we could discuss, and this time around, I mean really discuss with her.“Jimmy, get the car ready. We are going back to my parent.”Jimmy stood up immediately as if he was already awaiting that instruction. I packed my files and called my personal assistant to postpone every meeting scheduled. I was doing a lot of things that were not adding money to my in
Jenny was the visitor I was expecting – the one I believe I needed to talk to. When I opened the door for her to come in, Jared, the bodyguard made sure that no one except Jenny came in. They were few reporters outside and some were actively taking pictures without seeing me clearly.“This is some serious shit. It’s as if you are some sort of celebrity that they are trying to get in touch with.” She sat down, nodded and continued. “I guess you are some sort of celebrity. The wife of the young billionaire, Kingston Sanchez.”I ignored her. Jenny had always had something about money. She believes money solves all problems. “So, how are you holding up? How’s Chris and your mum?”I sighed. My mum was silent ever since I insisted on not listening to her love story. She was giving me the silent treatment and Chris was with her. I guess, grandmother was more fun than a mum with lots of thoughts. “They are fine.”She nodded. “How are you holding up? It’s just a day so far.”It was more
Kingston’s POV Evading the journalist was the easiest thing for me. I made sure they couldn’t get a facial picture of Luisa or Chris. They were more than satisfied with our back pictures as if it was the most pleasant picture, they could get hold of. I know it was their job but it was so late at night, yet they were staking outside an innocent woman’s house just to fire her with questions. They have learnt to respect themselves to a level in my presence. I don’t respond to any of their questions. Never. If I needed to pass on information to them, I would request a private interview. They need to learn how to respect people’s privacy to a level. I would make sure none of the pictures surfaces online, even those of the back pictures. Jimmy smiled at Luisa the moment she gets in the car. Chris was asleep on her lap, and I collected him to make her feel comfortable. “How are you holding up?” He asked her. She smiled. She gave him a genuine smile that she had never given me before
Luisa’s PovI had come to accept Kingston in my life. He was good to me and Chris, plus he cared. I had gone back online to check the news; no matter how I wanted to show that I couldn’t care about what others thought about me. I found myself going back to check some of the comments, and there were none online. The pictures. The news. It was as if it never existed in the first place, and no soothsayer had to tell me it was all Kingston’s doing.Now, we were in the stage of getting to know each other. The only problem was Clarissa and her daughter who always came to visit. Kingston had accepted her as his daughter, and they visit always. Nelly had a room in the mansion. She usually played with Chris and I felt that he would get too close to him. I did not mind them getting closer, but I minded her mother’s attitude toward us. It was also obvious that Clarissa hated me. Whenever I tried to have a conversation with her, she shut me up. In Kingston’s absence, she called me good
Kingston’s POVWhen I received the first DNA test, I was in denial. There was no way Nelly could have been my daughter. I only did the DNA to humour Clarissa; I did not want her to come up with any excuses in the future. I trusted my doctor and believed it might have been a mistake. So, I asked him to perform another DNA which also came back positive. There was no way I would allow a child of mine to live far from me, so I decided to give her a room and permission to visit whenever she wanted. But the closer I got to her, the more convinced I was that she was not my daughter.Clarissa found an opportunity to visit every time I was around. I left her just because of Nelly. I mostly ignored her, but she was always bringing up new topics like, “Nelly won a quiz competition in school.” Or “Nelly’s teacher said she is one of the best students in her class. She is just like you.” I knew what she was trying to do; she was trying to make Nelly look like a perfect child to me, and fo
“What are you doing here, Derek?”I was surprised to see him. I never thought I would see him again, and yet here he was in front of the Sanchez mansion asking for me.“I wanted to see you again.”I turned to the security guard, “I know him. You can let him in.”He nodded, while Derek drove his car in. When I received a call that I had a visitor, I thought it was my mother. She had insisted on not visiting the mansion until I fully got married to Kingston. Sometimes, I found it difficult to understand her moral values. I was shocked when the guard said it was a man, and it was Derek.I sat quickly beside him in his car, until he packed in front of the fountain. “I had no idea you are coming to visit me.”He smiled, “I wanted to surprise you.”What was with everyone trying to surprise me? “How did you know where I live?”He chuckled, “Come on, Luisa. You are famous. It will be wrong if I don’t know where you live.”As we moved into the sitting room, I could feel most of the m
KINGSTON’S POVI had found out everything I wanted to know about the bastard – his name was Derek Wilson. He was a lawyer; a famous one that had won a lot of cases and hardly loses cases, twenty-seven, never married and had few criminal records. I didn’t go deep into his records because lawyers could have those when they get too dedicated and loyal to their clients. I also believed that everyone had a way of dealing with getting their work done. Involving in some criminal activities might have been his. As a businessman, I don’t fault the process as long as the end result is yielding. I also knew most of his activities these days because I had put a tail on him; I knew he had met with Luisa just thrice including when he visited her in my mansion. I didn’t ask Luisa about him because I was learning to trust her. If she wanted me to know anything about him, she would tell me all about it. The strange thing was, he was closer to Clarissa than Luisa. Seth had sent me pictures of h
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVENClarissa’s POV.I have never lost what I wanted severely in my life before, but with how my plan was going, I think I was going to lose out big in this deal, and that was why I had to do something about it.Derek, my partner, lay his head on my lap while kissing each of my fingers seductively. I sighed, “I don’t think she is going to fall for you, Derek.”He smiled. His smile was so cute that it melts my heart. It was one of the reasons I had fallen for him, and why I was pinning on him. Derek was what I called handsome and brilliant. Most of the deals we had tried out were from him, and he mastermind most of it all by himself.“You think so.” He questioned.I nodded.“I think she is already falling for me. She just needs more time to think about it.” He stood up, walk to the table, pour a drink into his cup and sipped it. I was expecting him to come back to my lap to rest, but he sat on the opposite chair looking at me with a strange gaze. “What!” I sai