Myron's POVIt was close to dusk as I waited for my father's arrival. The cigarette I was smoking so aggressively did nothing to pacify me.It's hard to understand how I came to love Annabel so deeply that it wrenches my heart thinking about her in Scott's arms.The plan was to use her in getting my revenge against my father. Because of his neglect, my mother died and left me alone. Everything I have today are products of severe hard-work and discipline.However, the heart I have trained to be cold, manly and heartless bowed at Annabel's feet. I have never loved anyone this hard. I have never been so willing to fight for someone this way.The bar's door flung open and George and Vivian strolled in. Their faces told of their sufferings and so did their clothing. In order to avoid being stalled on the road by officials, George had a complete overalls on with no jewelry. Vivian was also dressed casually and did not look like the wife of a Governor. There were no pleasantries. They simpl
Myron's POV"Say that word again and watch me become your worst nightmare." She stared at me, eyes wide, obviously unable to believe it. I hate to hurt her but she has left me with no choice. It breaks me whenever I see her in the arms of that bastard. It makes me mad when she's not even trying to hide the fact that her feelings for him are stronger than before."How is it that for all the years we've been together, you have never considered me once? I have spent all these years with you Natalia, by your side. I have helped you achieve everything you are today." I smirked and added, "And you think you can just walk out of all this and worse, back to that scumbag who abandoned you?!"With tears streaming down her face, she said to me, "Myron, you keep reminding me of everything you have done for me but you seem to have forgotten that I owe you nothing."She continued, "Have you forgotten how you had met me in front of the court house three years back? You wanted to help me but on the
Annabel's POVJaggers greeted, "Hello, Annabel."My body instantly grew stiff."Why so shocked to see me, huh?" he smirked, "Have you forgotten about me so quickly?"I regained composure, "Jaggers, you should be grateful I only cut your career short. You ought to be in jail for your crimes.""Ah..ah-" he lifted a finger, "Watch it, Annabel. Don't forget that you're at my mercy at the moment. Or don't you ever want to reconcile with your sister again?""You-""She keeps asking if you truly love her or even loved her mother when she was still alive.." "How dare you, Jaggers!" I stepped forward in anger but he did not move an inch. He is really getting on my nerves."You have until the end of today, Annabel." he told me with a complacent look on his face that said he was not bluffing, "If my career and my reputation are not regained, you will never see your sister ever again. I promise you."He gave an awkward smile and walked away, leaving me to panic. I had no idea what to do. Helping
Annabel's POV"We need to talk." he said with a straight expression.I knew instantly that something was wrong."Talk about what?" I responded."What were you doing here?" he threw the question almost instantly.I sighed, "Like I said, I had a business meeting with Mr Crofwell.""Don't give me that shit, Annabel." Scott replied rather angrily. "Haven't you done enough? My father is under investigation, you have his company, he has lost half his wealth. Our daughter is alive, what more of a revenge do you want?""Scott, your father is a murderer." I told him, "Until he ends up behind bars, I will not stop. Lucky for Mr Crofwell, he will pay for his sins in hell."He stared at me for some seconds before he whispered underneath his breath, "When? When did you become like this? Why are you so emotionless? Where is the Annabel that is selfless and full of love?""She died the day you abandoned her." I answered his question."Annabel," he stepped closer, "I never abandoned you. I did what I
Annabel's POVI had gotten past the guards after a sly explanation when I heard a gunshot from the building. I paused and swallowed hard.There are only three occupants in the building- Mr Crofwell, Michelle and Mr Davis. I thought aloud, "Mr Davis-" and then hurried into the building. "Please...God..no-" I mumbled underneath my breath, hoping against hope that I wouldn't find someone sprawled on the floor with blood around.Just as I reached the entrance, I heard the automatic door chime. For my safety, I hid behind a pile of carton and watched Mr Davis walk away with a gun in his hand.That left two options- either Mr Crofwell or Michelle took a bullet from that gun. I waited for Mr Davis' footsteps to die away before I hurried towards the automatic door.When I stepped in, a female's sob pierced through my ears. I found the pitiful sight of Michelle curled against her father's unmoving frame on the ground.She was saying something however her sobs were louder. I rushed to her imm
Annabel's POV"Drive faster!" I ordered the driver who increased the speed of the car.Somehow, Mr Davis' car was no longer in sight- the sluggish driver lost him. It wasn't a problem because I knew he'd be at the Crofwell's.We just need to hurry there. I have a really bad feeling and my instincts is never wrong.I peered out the window and was prepared to yell at the driver again when the traffic in front of us cleared out and the car got moving again.However, few meters away it broke down suddenly and refused to start up."What is wrong?"The driver quivered, "I..I think it must have developed a fault ma'am.""At the middle of the road?!" I thundered, my face beet-red.He immediately alighted from the car and began to do the checks but my impatience got the better of me and I descended as well."Can it be fixed?" I asked but the look on his face answered my question. I sighed heavily as I turned on my heels and began walking the distance, silently hoping for a cab to pull up but n