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Marietta's POV"Mr. Whitmore has a daughter? How?" I heard some of my colleagues mutter."How? I thought they were divorced?" Another added.My eyes darted from Granny Lorette to Elsie. I yanked my hands off from Michael's and made my way out."Etta!" Elsie called but I didn't answer.Making my way out, Clara quickly got the car door for me. "Marietta, wait!" Elsie pulled me back. Spinning me around, I clashed against his chest. For a moment, his eyes bored into mine, and quickly I withdrew myself. "Elsie, the reporters will be here any minute. I need to leave," I answered."What was he talking about?" Elsie pointed at the door."Can we talk about this later, Elsie? I'm not in my right state of mind," I whispered.Making my way back to the car, Elsie's voice echoed from behind."Do you still love him?" He asked yet again.Over the years, one thing has kept me going. And that was Valerie. But also, I couldn't stop thinking about Michael. The more I thought about him, the more I got
Michael's POVToday's embarrassment was too much. But I won't give up on her.Stepping out of the car, I made my way into the living room, ignoring granny's call."You were there, Granny. Yet, you said nothing!" I raged."What do you expect me to do? Can't you see the young woman is in pain?" Granny yelled."I warned you three years ago when you filed for a divorce. Didn't I?" Granny added. "Help me, please. What do you think I can do?" I asked.In the middle of the argument, Katty entered. "Hey, stop there!" I shouted."You cannot tell me what to do. This is my husband's house" Katty retorted."I wondered what I saw in you that made me leave Etta for you. I can't believe you are this worthless!" I flinched.Forgetting that my granny was still here with us. “I don’t understand.” Granny walked closer to me.“You and Katty were having a thing? Under my nose?” Granny asked surprised.“I can explain,” I stuttered.“Katty? You were in love with Michael when you were with Lucian?” Granny
Marietta's POV I had woken up to a call from Bella.“Bella, what’s up?” I asked.Looking beside me–he was gone.“It’s Valerie,” Bella paused.“Is she okay?” I quickly stood up from bed.“Good morning sunshine,” Elsie’s voice halts me in my tracks.I thought he left. He never did?“Etta? You had a man over?” Bella teased.I couldn’t help but leave the room in a shy manner.“Let’s talk about my daughter. Where is she?” I questioned.“She seems to be asking after her dad lately,” Bella replied.“Can I talk to her on the phone?” I inquired. “Not at all. She's asleep,” Bella heaved a sigh. For the first time in three years, I got confused. “Bella, I don't know what to do.” I ranted. “Valerie's just three years old and she's asking for her father. What do you think will happen in years to come?” I spoke impatiently. “Calm down,” Bella responded quickly. “I think you've been away for too long. And she needs you, Etta.” Bella concluded. “Do you think I should bring her to America?” I
Michael’s POV “Boss?” Alex called. “What is it?” I flinched in shock. “The Netflix studios have decided to cut ties with us,” Alex stated. “Why?” I asked, shocked. “They made us know that, we must convince Ms. Etta to be part of the movie cast.” Alex relayed. “They've all started to withdraw their shares,” Alex added. My heart raced faster. I was still trying to look for a solution when Granny's call came in. “Listen to me, Michael!” She yelled.“Yes, Granny,” I paused. “If the company crumbles because of your incompetence.” Granny paused. “I’ll not only cut you off the family's inheritance like I promised.” She threatened. “I'll disown you as my grandson!” Granny retorted. “Granny please–” I couldn't finish my statement when she hung up. “You have a call,” Alex heaved a sigh. “Who is it again?!” I ran my hand through my hair. “It's your brother,” he answered. “Hey brother, what's up?” I quickly replied. “Nothing is up, Micheal!” Lucian fired back. “Brother–” “Don't
Marietta’s POV“You all are fired!” I ordered angrily.“You have to calm down,” Bella consoled. “You can’t just fire all your workers, Etta.” Bella reprimanded.“Oh yes, I can. And I will!” I snapped.Suddenly the door flung open–it was Clara.“Ma’am, have you seen the news?” Clara stood anxiously.“Just leave, Clara. I want to be alone,” I sank into the couch in tears.I felt a little headache as tears rolled down my cheeks.“Granny Lorette is calling,” Clara showed me my phone.“I don’t want to see anyone! Don't you get it?” I flinched.THREE YEARS AGO IN FRANCE“Oh girl, you look so hot,” One of the hottest actors spanked my buttocks.Slap!“You fucking slut!” Oliver slammed me against the dressing room door.“Let me go! You pervert!” I hit him in the chest.Pulling me to himself, and holding my hand against the door, he whispered into my ears.“Do you think you can be a star without sleeping around?” he mocked.“Fuck off!” I spat in his face.“Well, I’m not the so gentle–”“Let he
Michael’s POV“Etta, I’m sorry.” these were the last words I said before blacking out.TWO WEEKS AGO “What am I supposed to do, Max?” I sat at the bar drinking myself into a stupor.“She wouldn’t even allow me to touch Valerie,” I lamented.“That’s because what you did was really cruel, dude,” Max replied.“So, what do I do?” I asked fatigue etched on my face.“Maybe you should visit Valerie,” He suggested. “I want my baby back. And I also want my wife back.” I lamented. “I don’t even know what to tell Valerie when I see her,” I replied frustrated.“Just tell her you are her father,” Max replied.“And you think she’s going to believe that?” I asked. “She’s just three years old.” Max cheered.“Alright then,”Signaling to Alex, I asked him for Marietta’s movement.“She seems to have flown back to America. She has issues with her manager,” Alex explained.“Can you pull some strings for me? I need to see my daughter. Bella already recognized me as her father,” I asked.Unlike the last
Marietta’s POVI was in a meeting when Clara badged in. “Ma’am,”“I’m in a meeting. Anything else can wait,” I whispered.“I’m not sure this can wait,” Clara stepped in. Handing my phone over to me.BILLIONAIRE’S DAUGHTER, VALERIE WHITMORE GOT SHOT AT HER SCHOOL PLAYGROUND“Please, can we reschedule this meeting?” I asked the board.“Sure,” Mr. Lucian answered.Making my way out of the company in tears, I aimed towards Valerie’s school.“Ma’am,” Clara handed my phone over to me.“Michael, where is my daughter?!” I charged in anger.“She’s here with me in the hospital. I will text you the address,” he replied. Soon, a notification popped on my iPhone. In under a few minutes, my car pulled over at the Cedars-Sinai Medical Center.Just like I presumed, the reporters were already at the hospital entrance. Right now, I wasn’t ready for any questions.“Is there any other entrance to the hospital?” I turned towards Clara.“No. This is the only one,” Clara answered.“Make a way for me then
Michael's POV "But what doctor?" I dragged him by the cloth. It was one thing that Etta already hated me, and now she is about to lose her child. “Doctor! She’s awake,” one of the nurses screamed from behind. Quickly, the doctor left. Assuring us that Valerie will be fine. “Get the hell out of here, Michael.” Marietta charged. “I don't need any of you here!” She snapped. Pointing her fingers at me and Granny. “I'm sorry–” “Leave, Michael!” She spat. “From now on, it's strictly business and nothing more.” These were her last words to me. “Granny, I think we should leave,” I supported my grandmother. “I cannot Michael. I want to see my great-grandchild.” My Granny fussed. “Then you could have done better,” Etta glared. With her fist clenched, she moved closer to the both of us. “You sent me packing when I needed you,” she retorted with cruel indifference. “None of you believed me.” She protested hotly. “I can't even believe I allowed you to touch Valerie.” sh
Michael’s POVNo sooner had I left the ward than I saw Marietta and Aiden getting out of the car.This guy really looks rich, judging from his looks and everything surrounding him.The cars, the hospital, the bodyguards–everything screams of luxury. I hid myself well so as not to be seen by Aiden. I wish Marietta could be alone so I can talk to her.Right now, I’m not in my right senses. I feel so confused and sad. My heart is unstable. What I feel for Donovan, and Marietta–I don’t know what it is. I feel so confused. I had waited for a few minutes when I saw Marietta dash out of the hospital in tears. I quickly made my way towards her, but she met me with a slap, one that stung my cheeks badly.“Let it out!” I yelled in anger. Grabbing her hands to repeat the same process, she snatched them off me. “What the hell do you think you are doing, Michael? Are you insane?” She screamed.“Yes. I’m insane about you. Don’t you get it?” I answered, trying to grab her by the hand again.Th
Marietta’s POVAiden hugged me tightly, thanking the doctor countless times, as we watched his mother being rolled into the ward on a stretcher.“You can check back in the morning. We need to perform some surgery on her,” the doctor continued.I could see the joy radiating on Aiden’s face. It was much greater than before.As it should. I’m sure he’s the happiest man on earth. His mother woke up the same day he proposed to me. I’ve never believed in miracles, but this right here was one.“Thank you so much doctor.” Aiden said with a handshake while we watched the doctor walk away with one of the nurses.Turning to face the bodyguard, Aiden beckoned on their leader. “Keep an eye on my mother. And make sure no harm comes to her,”“Yes, boss.”“Listen,” Aiden’s hand entwined with mine, while pointing his left hand finger to the guard, “If a strand of her hair gets touched, you will not just be fired. You’ll spend the rest of your life in jail.”“We’ll guard her with our lives,” he respon
Marietta’s POV“I’m sorry for leading you on,” I replied, my face filled with regret.That night, I never intended to sleep with him, but I was drunk. I wanted to get Michael and everything out of my mind.I still couldn’t accept the fact that my daughter was dead, as at then that I started to regain my memories. All I wanted was to escape from my reality, and now I didn’t know I had dragged Aiden along with my shitty life.“What am I supposed to do with you?” I asked, but Aiden cut in abruptly.“Don’t leave me,” was all he could come up with as he reached for my hand, his eyes desperately boring into mine.“Do everything you want with me, but don’t leave me, Marietta.” he shook his head, rubbing his hand against mine.“But-” “No buts, please. Stay with me,” he pleaded with tears welling up in his eyes. “Can you just trust me this once. I’m not Michael.” He repeated, pulling me closer. “What can I do to prove that wrong, Etta?”“We are going to have a lot of people talking about us
Marietta’s POVMy breath hitched as I felt him closing in on me. I couldn’t process my next word as I swallowed hard, my eyes fixed on his Adam's apple.Did he mean what he said? “Relax,” he smiled, before helping me put the seatbelt on.“I was only joking,” he giggled a bit, and returned to his seat.I felt my heart pumping faster as I quickly hid my trembling hands.That was a fast one. I can’t believe I’m falling for someone who looks like Elsie–I mean, Jackson and Michael. I don’t pray to ever have those kind of people in my life ever again. “I’m sorry I frightened you,” he replied.With his hands still on the wheels and his eyes on me, I nodded abruptly.“That startled me,” I smiled briefly before holding back. “You might want to focus now,” I said, feigning a smile.All through the journey back to the office, I couldn’t believe Aiden would risk his life to come looking for me.Why could he have done that? Was he really in love with me? Michael has never come to my place wi
Michael's POV “You cannot do this to me, Donovan,” “Renounce Marietta and take me.” Donovan continued. I could read him like an open book. But even with all my guesses. I was still wrong.“Fine. If you want to have access to everything I own. You can have it,” I said grudgingly. He chuckled a bit, before placing a small little wet kiss on my lips. “I think our two hours are almost up, Michael. Why don't you choose now?” Donovan raised a brow, lifting his shirt to check the time. “Donovan I–”“Tick tock, tick tock.” He continued. It was clear to me right now that it was me he wanted. He knew I wouldn't have agreed. But what can I do in this situation? Donovan wasn't ready to help me out of this place. And one thing is certain. If Donovan leaves here, then I'm finished. I can't be convicted the second time. Donovan had saved me the first time with my Granny's influence. This will be the second time. And if I don't accept his love, he might as well depart. Leaving me to the
Marietta's POVI had woken up that morning and realized last night was nothing but a dream. I had dreamt of him coming to my hotel room. I just had to pass the night there. I couldn't afford going to the place Mr. Felix my manager has booked for me. I was a bit drunk and celebrities life are being monitored. Going all the way to the place given to me by the company couldn't deny my image. Just as I was about to get out of bed. Clara my personal assistant walked in. "The manager asked of you last night. And why you didn't seem to go to the house," Clara broke the silence. "And what did you say?" "I told him you have some unfinished business," Clara cleared her throat. "Good," Handing over some files to me, I scanned through and noticed that I was still in one way or the other linked to Michael. "And when did the Whitmore invest in the acting world?" "Mr. Felix included them and-" She wasn't done talking when I made my way into the bathroom. "We are going to the whitmore's
Marietta's POVI had woken up that morning and realized last night was nothing but a dream. I had dreamt of him coming to my hotel room. I just had to pass the night there. I couldn't afford going to the place Mr. Felix my manager has booked for me. I was a bit drunk and celebrities life are being monitored. Going all the way to the place given to me by the company couldn't deny my image. Just as I was about to get out of bed. Clara my personal assistant walked in. "The manager asked of you last night. And why you didn't seem to go to the house," Clara broke the silence. "And what did you say?" "I told him you have some unfinished business," Clara cleared her throat. "Good," Handing over some files to me, I scanned through and noticed that I was still in one way or the other linked to Michael. "And when did the Whitmore invest in the acting world?" "Mr. Felix included them and-" She wasn't done talking when I made my way into the bathroom. "We are going to the whitmore's
Marietta's POVI had woken up that morning and realized last night was nothing but a dream. I had dreamt of him coming to my hotel room. I just had to pass the night there. I couldn't afford going to the place Mr. Felix my manager has booked for me. I was a bit drunk and celebrities life are being monitored. Going all the way to the place given to me by the company couldn't deny my image. Just as I was about to get out of bed. Clara my personal assistant walked in. "The manager asked of you last night. And why you didn't seem to go to the house," Clara broke the silence. "And what did you say?" "I told him you have some unfinished business," Clara cleared her throat. "Good," Handing over some files to me, I scanned through and noticed that I was still in one way or the other linked to Michael. "And when did the Whitmore invest in the acting world?" "Mr. Felix included them and-" She wasn't done talking when I made my way into the bathroom. "We are going to the whitmore's
Marietta's POVI had woken up that morning and realized last night was nothing but a dream. I had dreamt of him coming to my hotel room. I just had to pass the night there. I couldn't afford going to the place Mr. Felix my manager has booked for me. I was a bit drunk and celebrities life are being monitored. Going all the way to the place given to me by the company couldn't deny my image. Just as I was about to get out of bed. Clara my personal assistant walked in. "The manager asked of you last night. And why you didn't seem to go to the house," Clara broke the silence. "And what did you say?" "I told him you have some unfinished business," Clara cleared her throat. "Good," Handing over some files to me, I scanned through and noticed that I was still in one way or the other linked to Michael. "And when did the Whitmore invest in the acting world?" "Mr. Felix included them and-" She wasn't done talking when I made my way into the bathroom. "We are going to the whitmore's