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"What is that slut doing here? You brought your ex wife in as Herod's tutor?" Mimi's voice echoed, bouncing back and forth in the room. My back was pressed beside a partition wall, hidden from the both of them with my red heels in my hand. Mimi had pulled Devon to a corner and I immediately asked the maid for the restroom and snuck in to eavesdrop. It wasn't hard finding my way around, I after all, used to be the mistress of this house. "I didn't know Miss North was Corrie North, she's not the only woman with North as a last name Mimi." Devon's voice grew louder, frustration laced in his voice. "I don't give a fuck. She's not tutoring my child. I bet she doesn't even have a licence. We need to call the police." Mimi whispered her voice heavy with panic. "What for?" Devon asked. "She's here to kill my Herod after she killed her own son. Don't you understand Devon she's here to ruin everything I've worked for." I almost laughed, kill my own son? she's still spreading that crap? And what did she fucking work for? I was the one who made Devon who he was today, every single prosperous fruit was from my labor, not hers. I tilt my head getting bored of their argument as I tiptoed away from the partition. I made a pause, my eyes casting over to Herod who just stood there and watched me, not even uttering a single word. I was nervous, I didn't know what he was thinking or how I would diffuse the situation if I got caught. Getting caught wasn't an option, I waited four years for this, my patience was had already worn thin. I crotched down to his position, his eyes moving down as I squat. "Hello Herod." I whispered softly in the most sweetest manner. "What are you doing here?" I uttered quietly in the most audible tone I could muster. He was mute still staring me down. "Which class are you Herod?" I asked. "One." He muttered. "You're in pre school one?" I muttered as he nodded. Shoving his hands in his mouth. I pressed my hand on my chest. "I'm miss North. I will be your tutor." I said as he nodded. "Will you, Will mommy love me again?" He asked and to be honest I was quite impressed by his diction. I squint my eyes shut as I smiled brightly. "Of course. That's Only if you're a good boy." I pushed his nose, making the eractic noise of a button. He smiled faintly as I rise up with my shoes in my hands. I run my other hand through his hair, ruffling his crown as a red blush blossomed on his cheeks. "Herod, Get away from her." I froze in my steps as Mimi runs to pick up Herod, backing away from me like I was some killer "Devon call the police right now." Mimi screamed, looking insane checking if I'd hurt Herod. "Mimi calm down. Herod is fine. I'm sure Herod was looking for us and she brought him over." Devon said, making things easy for me. As always, making excuses but for once it benefited me. Mimi looked over to me with my heels in my hand. "She was eavesdropping in our conversation—" "Mimi, enough." Devon raised his voice and judging from things this may been Mimi's first time getting yelled at. "You're irritated and you're tired, just go to your room." Mimi retrace her steps slowly with Herod in her hands as she whisked around and walked away with Herod. Herod made a little wave at me as I returned the gesture. "Herod likes you." Devon mentioned the obvious. I turned to him, putting on a tight smile. "It's not that difficult to be friendly with children." I hissed. I guess he wouldn't know because Herod was obligated to like Devon, that was his father. "How have you been? Where have you been all these years? I searched everywhere for you but it looked as if you disappeared from—" "I'll start tutoring as from tomorrow. The interview has been concluded." I said coldly cutting off Devon purposely, my voice grim without emotion as I walked bare feet. "Should I drop you off? We should catch up." He persisted, ignoring my cold hints that I wanted nothing to do with him. "No need Mr Remington, you're married after all. I don't think your wife will tolerate us having such a relationship." I could see the battle of confusion in his eyes when I addressed him formally. I haven't even begun a single part of my plan and he already had that dejected look. "I'll be off." I dropped my heels to the floor and wore it and immediately made a brisk turn for the exit. I feel it, his stare on my back as I left him. I made my way to the living room as the from maid gives me my purse. I remember more than four years ago, Devon wouldn't let me have maids at home, he would make me clean the entire mansion and tend to him and Haven. But Mimi gets staff to take care of everything. It's almost laughable. I left the mansion, called an Uber, it was a long drive but I finally got to my apartment complex. I shut the door behind me and dropped the massive purse by the door. I walked to the other side of the park to my white board. A picture of Mimi, Herod, and Devon. I picked up one picture of Mimi with another man checking out of a hotel. The more I look at him, the more Herod looks like him. I put the pin the picture on the board. Stepping back to see my investigation coming on nicely. I took out a piece of hair I plucked from Herod when I patted his head earlier, that I had carefully hid in my pocket. I took out my phone and dailed Hatty's number. My eyes glued to Mimi's picture. "Hello." She answered. "Hatty, I need you to help me carry out a paternity test."EMMETTEI wanted to hold her hand. But I knew that would make things… weird. I’d given Penny the day off, even though she was supposed to be the one on this work trip, and dragged Corrie along instead. Honestly, I didn’t know what I was thinking.The entire week had been a blur of chasing leads, trying to figure out who sent that letter to Mimi Remington.Nothing was turning up. She had given me seventy-two hours, and most of that time had already slipped away. I was still digging, but it was strange that Mimi hadn’t even bothered to check in. With how urgently she’d requested this, you’d think she’d have had the decency to follow up.At least she wasn’t getting on my nerves. Still… I didn’t trust her. That was why I’d brought Corrie along to keep her within sight. But even with that, I’d been nothing but distracted.Kiara had caught me red-handed during the board meetings, my eyes darting to Corrie whenever I thought no one was looking. That little slip had definitely come back to bi
CORRIEI nervously put my hair behind my ear, I looked to my side to see Emmette's who's eyes were already on me. I looked back at my tablet gripping tightly to the bezels. I cleared my throat, coughing and resumed the habitual of putting my hair behind my hair. "Should I get you a hair clip?" Emmette's words caught me off guard. I had to make a pause to even understand what he meant."Huh?" I questioned startled."You're having trouble with your hair. Let's get you a hair clip." Emmette tilted his head towards the exit of the underground parking lot. I scoffed under my breath, though my lips betrayed me, curving upward despite myself.I am so glad my hair was covering the side of my face or else he would have given himself credit for being amusing. I tilt my hair back, already defeating my point and proving his."Thank you Emme..Mr Nash." I said in a controlled breath. "But we don't have time for that. It's already late and we need to get to the suite. If you haven't already noticed
CORRIE“Hey, Penny. How’s the wedding planning going?” I muttered into my phone, smiling faintly as she let out a giggle.Penny was resigning because she was getting married. She and her fiancé were planning to start a restaurant with the money they’d both saved up. I’d only met him once when he came to pick her up but with the wedding so close, most of her workload had quietly shifted to me. Still, Penny tried to check in, calling whenever she could and reminding me of things I already knew.“Herald, stop it,” she laughed, sounding like she was swatting him away.I listened from the other end of the line, the noise of their shared moment pressing in around me, leaving me feeling oddly lonely.Show-off."It's fine, Corrie. I finally tried on the perfect dress for my after-party. I’ll send you a picture once I settle down. Herald and I need to pay a visit to the event planner to see how things are going," she explained. My gaze drifted to the long, floor-to-ceiling window of the buildi
MIMI"Divorce me." I scoffed under my breath at the audacity of Devon earlier. Imagine if he did. How on earth would he find help after word gets out about his murder?Does he think people would want to surround themselves with murderers, or big shots like Kennedy Goodwin will still want to work with him?He's too sensitive, lord knows how he behaves at work.Now I'm here making tea and and putting out biscuits for Kennedy.I'm one heck of a good wife.I placed the tea on the tray after I'm done and head over to the living room with a bright smile. Kennedy was going through his phone until he finally noticed me.He shot me a smile as well and to be honest he looked very handsome. He's rich as well.If only he wasn't related to Corrie I would have seduced him as well and left Devon a long time ago.I dropped the tray right in front of a small stool that was placed in front of him."Help yourself Mr Goodwin." I said. "I apologize for servings. I really didn't expect you at all and our m
MIMIMy ears rang at the accusations and suddenly the puzzle suddenly pieced itself together. This was a confrontation."W-what?" I stuttered, the room felt like it was spinning and any moment from now, it could come crashing down."What are you talking about?" I hissed in bewilderment. How did he find out? Did Corrie finally get to him? Did Corrie tell him all of these?“Don’t play dumb,” Devon said. “You killed Haven. Didn’t you?”He stepped closer, his fingers clamping onto my shoulder. The sour stench of alcohol hit me, hot and heavy, turning my stomach.“Get your hands off me.”I shoved him hard. Devon stumbled back a step, barely catching his balance.“You’re drunk,” I snapped. “And now you’re talking rubbish.” I forced the words out, hoping they would throw him off.Devon let out a low, painful laugh."I'm far from drunk woman. Infact, I've never been more sober in my life. I'm in my right fucking mind Mimi." He declared as my lips quivered in fear. He bends down, picks up the
MIMI"Come on." I grunt pacing around in the living room. With a drink in one hand and a cigarette in the other as my shoulder and the side of my head pressed my phone in place at my ear.The call like the last three times didn't go through and I was beginning to get frustrated.I walked over to the table, putting my glass down next to the bottle of wine as topped my phone on the table as well in annoyance."How dare this bastard not answer my calls? When I'm his highest paid client." I hissed waiting for the fog of the smoke to calm me down. My heart still raced and it drove me crazy that any moment from now, Corrie would expose me to Devon. I should have known from the way she cautiously shared a few glances at him. She was hell bent on ruining me.Was this why she didn't show any interest in Emmette? Pretending to lose her memory when all she wanted was to get back at me and get Devon as well.Her greed disgusted me. And I can't help but worry if her plan is perfectly falling into







