Hello everyone, Thank you for the kind and enthusiastic comments you have left on my book. Also, I saw a few corrections regarding the name of Kian's uncle that keeps switching from Travis to Tristan. My deepest apologies. The reason is because my second book which I have only just completed had a character named Tristan and so I must have switched them while writing my newest book. The uncle's name is TRAVIS. I will pay more attention to the coming chapters so I don't make the same mistake again. I will also edit the previous chapters and make corrections where necessary. Updates for this book will be daily! Thank you!
CHAPTER SIXTEEN TRAVIS' POV Honoring the promise I made to Leslie meant setting aside everything else that needs my attention today just to talk some sense into the egoistic moron I have for a nephew. My first two attempts at reaching him through a phone call and an office visit failed, leaving m
Hannah practically drags me with her into the house. “What is going on?” I ask the moment she lets me go. “Kian’s marriage, you need to talk to him.” Of course, Hannah knows what’s going on. “Look, if you’re going to tell me to convince him not to sign those divorce papers, then—” Hannah’s face
LESLIE’S POV Pain is the first thing I register as soon as my consciousness returns. It shows no mercy, tearing through every joint, every muscle and even skin, rendering me a total mess on the smooth surface I can feel my body writhing on. My eyes open and close repeatedly in an attempt at blink
LESLIE’S POV Tears fall down my cheeks in torrents, my struggle to free myself becomes even more futile and in what I now believe are my last moments, the words of Stone resurfaces in my mind. He said I went against someone more powerful than I am and that is why I am going to die. The only perso
KIAN'S POV There is something unusual about the air in the company today. As I walk across the lobby to get to the elevator, the employees part way for me like they have always done but I can’t help but notice the strange look in their eyes. It’s also hard to miss their silent whispers that are car
KIAN'S POV At the lobby, the employees look at me the same way as before while I just try hard to keep a steady gait as I exit the building. I don’t even know where I am going, I just know I want to get out of there. I want to find Leslie. I find my car and prepare its engine to run but Peter jump
KIAN'S POV Another week passes but not in a flash like most people would say. I have never liked the saying anyway because no, weeks and days don’t just flash by. For a business man like me, every single day is significant and meaningful. My days are characterized by meetings, strenuous office work
“Yes sir. I had to bring it here myself because I knew you’d be interested in it.” Of course, I feel a streak of interest and intrigue for the first time in the past week. This is because I have been trying to contact the Hanson Group for years now. I have sent emails multiple times asking for a m