EpilogueThe hospital room was filled with relief and warmth as I sat next to Bianca, lightly holding her hand. The past two days had been an emotional rollercoaster, and now, now that she was safe and on the mend, I felt a sense of calm I hadn't experienced in years.Bianca's father, Eric, and her mother, Evelyn, had not left her side, their love and support never waning. They had refused to be kept away, but I had known she had to be given time to heal, both physically and mentally. The bruises on her face were slowly fading, and the strength she had lost was slowly returning. Each day gave me a little more of the old Bianca, the woman I had grown to love.I had used all the time I had with her, conversing with her, recounting tales, and just existing. It was during one of those moments of quiet that she eventually talked about what had transpired."I remember being in the bathroom, and I felt dizzy all of a sudden," she began, her tone soft but authoritative. "The next thing I was
Hours ago.I had been hit by a truck.I ached with all the cells of my body. It hurt to breathe like I was swallowing fire.I had not eaten the last two days, so I was very sleepy and my wounds were healing extremely slowly."Have some soup. You will feel better and get some energy," the old woman who was caring for me advised.With some effort, I sat up and grabbed the bowl. Then I gulped down the soup quickly and the old woman looked at me with a smile on her face.My face too was swollen and bruised and my facial features could not be distinctly outlined."Thank you," I whispered when I finished, my voice rasping."Oh don't say anything," the woman said. "My name is Rita Pierce. The man who saved you is my husband, Josaphat Pierce. Don't worry, you're safe here. We live with our daughter, Serena and our three grandchildren." I nodded, looking around and realizing that I was in a small bedroom. The curtains were old and the bed was small but it was warm."Do you have someone we can
But I could guess from how the woman was lavishing me with gooey eyes. Frank was right. She had a crush on me and saw Bianca as competition. Anger ran through me. I fought to answer, "Yes. Someone just called and said that they saw someone who looked like Bianca in the east of the city."I narrowed my eyes as Cheryl looked relieved. She smiled and answered, "That's good, boss. Can't wait to have Miss Jones back."As I was walking out of the building with Frank, my face went cold."I can hard as nails guarantee she had a hand in this. She is smiling so much because Bianca is missing," I growled through gritted teeth. "I lied and told Bianca I'd seen her somewhere and then she looked like she'd hit the jackpot." "I will have the police on standby while we look at the footage. They will arrest her as soon as we are sure that she was the one who hired the car," Frank replied.."How could she?" I seethed, pounding my hand on the security office table at the car rental company. "I'm going
"Are you saying none of you could locate my fiancée?" I shouted. "Then what the devil am I paying so much money for?""We are trying, Sir," the IT man replied. "We need time-""Time? Does my fiancée have the luxury of time? Every second she's out there, she's at risk. I need to find her ASAP," I sneered, bloodshot eyes burning from lack of sleep.Two days had lapsed since Bianca had gone missing. Two days since the individual who had hacked into the CCTV at the club had disappeared and two days of complete silence on Bianca.I was going crazy.Who would be so insane to kidnap my fiancée? I couldn't think of any enemies I had recently. Was it maybe someone with a past grievance?Grievances were common in business. The rivalry was intense and getting some of the projects came with being hated by the others who lusted after the same projects.I hired the best hackers in Charles State to track Bianca. But they could only trace the first vehicle she was kidnapped in. The kidnapper had swit
"Where's Bee?" He asked Caleb. "Is she still in the restroom?"Caleb glared at Frank and said, "I assumed she left with you, so I didn't notice.""Did she go?" Caleb asked."No, I was merely outside. I would have known if she'd left," Frank said, sweeping the area around him. There was something about it that curled his stomach in knots of fear. "I'll check the restroom." Frank went over to the restroom and found a lady leaving."Excuse me, can you go check to see if there is somebody in there for me?" Frank inquired. "They've been in there a long time,"The punk-looking woman gave Frank a glance and flirtatiously replied, "Handsome, there's nobody in there. But I can give you the kind of attention that you need.""No thanks," Frank adamantly turned him down and ran into the restroom. Running through all of the cubicles, he made sure that I was not in there and his heart fell on the floor.He took out his phone and tried my number but it routed him to voice mail."Fuck!" He growled, h
I froze when I identified the voice, my heart skipping a beat in its chest. I turned around and Frank was a few steps behind me, scowling at the hand that held mine. "Frank? What are you doing here?" I asked, bewilderment dawning on my head.Frank didn't notice me and his eyes settled on Atlas. Grasping his teeth, he snarled, "Did you not hear me? Hands off."Atlas frowned. He hesitated before letting go of my hand reluctantly. He did not want to, but his family was not as powerful as the Nicholson family. Currently, he had to step down so that he would not insult Frank. However, he looked at Frank and said, "Frank, no offence, but you don't even love her. Why do you want to marry her?"The air around us became cold, the dim illumination in the hallway intensifying the tension in the atmosphere.Frank's lips curled into a menacing smile. He sneered, "Whether or not I love her is of no concern to you. The issue is that she is mine. she is my wife-to-be." I raised an eyebrow. I glanced