ISLA'S POV:I don't know how long I was standing for after Alex left but from the way my knees were hurting, I could tell I had been standing for a while.I slowly walked to the sofa and sat at the edge. "How dare he open my wounds?" Tears formed me on my eyes.Reminiscing over James, my eyes fell on a picture. My hands clutched the photo that has never left my bedside. James and Alex, my two boys, the ones I have lived my entire life for.James stood tall and confident in the picture, his arm casually resting on Alex’s shoulder. His smile was warm and reassuring, the kind of smile that spoke of reliability and trust. And then there was Alex, his grin mischievous, his eyes glinting with that defiance I’d never been able to tame no matter how hard I try.James had always been my pride, my perfect son. He listened. He obeyed. He understood the importance of family, tradition, and loyalty. Alex, on the other hand, was chaos. The exact replica of his late dad, wild and untamed.From the
Two weeks later.SARAYA'S POVI walked to the dinning table and the whole place was lively, livelier than it has been for in the past two weeks. The decoration and lightening were beautifully made.My dad, Mary and Evan were already seated when I got there. A cake was sitting pretty with the inscription 'Happy seventieth birthday, mum!'"Are you sure she would show up?" I asked, my tone was pessimistic as I took my seat."Don't be so pessimistic, Sara." Mary said with a smile. "It's your grandmother's birthday. Of course, she will come."Grandma walked in, looking moody as usual. "Good morning mum!" Mary greeted her all smiles while dad pulled the chair for her.Mary leaned towards me and mouthed. "I told you she would come.""Happy birthday, mum." My father began, "I wish you long life and sound health."My grandmother looked at the table for a brief second, "you shouldn't have gone the trouble of making all these, a simple breakfast would've suffice.""Still, it's your birthday,
ARLAN'S POV.I couldn't sleep the whole night, I had turned side by side and paced when I could until the sun started rising and its rays flashed into my room."What a night!" I muttered. I grabbed my phone and scrolled through my call logs staring at Saraya's number, contemplating whether or not it was a good time to give her a call. Just then, Matilda call came in. "I have to give her some space for her to get over me." I had repeatedly told myself while ignoring her call.Staring at Saraya's number, "If I'm going to call her later, then is no point delaying." With that, I dialed her number.The phone rang and just when I thought she wasn't going to pick my call, she picked up."Hello."Her heart started racing at the sound of her voice and somehow, I couldn't find my voice."Hello!" Her voice came again with a hint of frustration.That gave me room for conversation. "What is wrong with you Saraya? You sound so down.""And that is none of your business." She yelled."Easy, butterfl
IAN'S POV:Meeting Saraya was an event I was looking forward since I got to know she had stole my position from me, all thanks to my uncle, Alex.I would be rounding my master's program soon and return to the Newman's mansion and most importantly join the empire.So I figured out my uncle, naming Saraya his heiress at a time when I was planning on joining the company immediately after my program wasn't a mere coincidence but was strategic.It was his way of telling me, I didn't belong here."You lie, Alex!" I snarled in a low tone. "The Newman's is my father's blood and sweat."My thoughts wandered back to Saraya. "How dare she throws her weight around her like she is all that when she is just a mere puppet Alex is using to hold down his position due to his failing health?" I said under my breath before stealing another glance at her door.My thoughts were interrupted by my uncle. "Why are you coming from Saraya's room?" He glared at me as he approached me."Just in time." I thought.
SARAYA'S POV;I was driving with my thoughts preoccupied with Ian's earlier action when a call came in through the dashboard of my car, disrupting my thoughts.It was my secretary, I tapped on the screen. "What is it, I'm almost there."“Miss Saraya, you need to get here now. Law agents… they’re... they’re taking everything!” He said breathing heavily.“What?” My heart skipped. “Who? Why? What are they taking?”“Documents, computers, everything. They’re saying it’s fraud—”"Who are the they?" I asked."They are from the FBI." He replied. "They've got a warrant, we couldn't stop..."I didn’t wait for him to finish. I ended the call and sped to the office, my pulse pounding in my ears. Fraud? That is impossible.When I got there, the scene hit me like a slap. Officers in dark uniforms were everywhere. Files were being boxed up, computers unplugged, cabinets emptied. My employees stood huddled together, their faces pale and confused.I shoved my way through the crowd. “What the hell is g
ARLAN'S POV;I was halfway through my cup of coffee when the news broke. The voice on the television droned on as I watched the business news.Saraya Newman. Arrested.The cup slipped from my fingers, and the coffee splashed across my shirt and hand, burning like hell."Shit!" I cursed, but the sting was nothing compared to the jolt in my chest. For a moment, all I could do was stare at the screen, my heart pounding like a war drum."What the hell is going on right now?" I asked as though someone else was in the room with me. "I spoke to her this morning... Ian?" Realization dawn on me. "I don't believe that sly snake would stoop so low to do this."Ignoring the mess, I grabbed my phone and dialed Alex. My hand was shaking, and I hated that. Hated how easily the mere mention of her name could unsettle me. The phone rang twice before he picked up.“Arlan.” There was something about his voice that sounded tired and frustrated when he picked up.“What’s going on?” I demanded, not botheri
IAN'S POV;I watched grandma paced around in her room and sighed in between. Her gray hair was neatly tied in a low bun, but the lines of worry on her face made her seem older than her years.I walked up to her and held her by the shoulder. "You should stop pacing already, you would get dizzy at this rate and feel sick.""Are you sure you have nothing to do with Saraya's arrest?" She asked me with worry written all over her face.I guess despite not having a good relationship with Saraya, grandma was worried about her, after all, saraya is also her grandchild."Are you worried about Saraya or the company?" I asked."Don't you digress from my question and answer it already." Her voice was gentle yet stern."Come on, grandma!" I began, "why should I do something that would tarnish the image of the company I would soon be taking over?" I asked. "The one person I have issues with is Saraya and not the business itself. I know nothing about this." I added completely refuting her claims."Ia
SARAYA'S POVThe cold metal of the chair beneath me was the only thing grounding me as officer Leo’s sharp gaze bore into mine.He sat across the table, a laptop and a folder filled with documents was in front of him. His voice was calm but pointed, he didn't beat around the bush but was hitting the hammer on the nail.“Ms. Newman, three million dollars doesn’t just vanish into thin air. Someone took it. Was it you?” He asked. "Are you keeping slush funds to avoid paying tax?"My heart beat at the mention of slush funds. "Is this my grandmother of retailing or is this Ian's doings?" I asked myself. "These were the only people I know would do anything far and beyond to see fall, kinship means nothing to them." I sighed."Keeping quiet won't help your case if you know what is good for you, you should start talking."I kept my lips pressed shut, my eyes fixed on the corner of the table. "Don’t say a word," I reminded myself. "Anything I say could be twisted." So, I invoked my right to r
ARLAN'S POV."You haven't had anything since morning, have something to drink sir." Bridget stretched a bottle of water towards me.I took it from her and wrapped my hands tightly around the bottle. "Thank you." I muttered."She will be fine." She said.There was something optimistic about Bridget words that torn my heart, maybe it from knowing Matilda wouldn't be fine not after my decision or my conscience pricking me.I felt uncomfortable. "You should go back," I suggested. "I don't know how long I will be staying here for, I shouldn't keep you here.""I know you want to be left alone but I'm sorry I can't do as you've asked right now. I think you need someone beside you. There is nothing much to do at home, so I would just sit over there." She said pointing to a seat at a corner. "You can just pretend I'm not here.""Thank you." I muttered as another round of tears rolled down my cheeks.Bridget walked away and took her seat but not without turning her back against me. She must hav
ALEX'S POV."Are the documents ready?" I asked Arlan the moment he stepped in."Yes, here they are." He replied before pulling them out from his briefcase.I carefully went through them one after the other, satisfied. I nodded. "Great job, Arlan.""Don't mention."I sighed. "All that is left is to sign the transfer paperwork to another hospital and serve her a copy then I can tell Saraya everything about Mary and Dominic.""You're still recovering and the transfer is going to take some days, are you sure you will be able to sulk it in with Mary visiting you everyday?" Arlan asked."I have no choice though I won't deny how much I'm holding back not to wriggle her neck from her body. Especially when he touches me, I feel like exploding." I confessed.Arlan sighed, taking a seat across from me. “I must admit, we are playing a dangerous game, Alex. One misstep and this could blow off to our faces.”I scoffed. “I’m done playing games.” My fingers tapped impatiently against the documents. “
DOMINIC'S POVI settled into my seat, buckling the belt as the plane began boarding. People shuffled past, stowing their bags, murmuring to each other, but I wasn’t really paying attention.All I could think about was Saraya.More specifically, the way she looked when she told me what I’d done.'You tried to kiss me.' Her words echoed in my head.I rubbed a hand down my face. "Damn it."I didn’t even remember doing it, but the second she said it, I could feel it. Like my body had stored the memory my brain refused to hold onto.I could picture it too easily. Her lips inches from mine. That brief moment of hesitation. The way her breath might’ve hitched and the disgust on her face enough to have avoided my kiss.I shook my head. "Stop." I cautioned myself.I exhaled, staring at the seat in front of me. It didn’t happen. It didn’t matter how it would’ve felt. It didn’t matter what might have happened if I hadn’t been drunk out of my mind.I leaned my head back, closing my eyes for a seco
SARAYA'S POV.I pulled up to the hotel just as Dominic stepped out of the lobby, rolling his suitcase behind him. He looked awfully pale, tired, and was moving slower than usual.He barely glanced at me before turning to the receptionist. “Yeah, that’s the card. Just email me the receipt.”The woman behind the desk nodded. “Safe travels, Mr. Leo.”Dominic muttered a thanks, grabbed his receipt and walked over to my car. He tossed his bag into the backseat and shut it with more force than necessary.“Morning,” I said, watching him closely.“Morning,” he replied, rubbing his temples.I raised an eyebrow. “You okay?”“Fine. Just—” He let out a heavy breath. “Probably had one too many drinks last night.”That explained the way he looked like he wanted to curl up and throw up. I didn’t say anything, just got in the car and pulled out of the parking lot.A few minutes later, I turned into a pharmacy lot.Dominic frowned. “What are we doing here?”I didn’t answer, I hopped out, went inside,
DOMINIC'S POVI was standing outside, adjusting the cuff of my vintage shirt when Saraya pulled up and parked. She stepped out of the car, looking effortlessly beautiful in her black short gown and I couldn’t help but smile.“I should be the one picking you up,” I said as she approached me.She grinned. “Remember, it’s my treat.”I shook my head. “Still, that doesn’t mean you have to drive.”“Well, I did.” She shrugged.We both laughed, and I pulled her into a hug. She smelled nice but I didn’t let myself linger too long so she doesn't get uncomfortable. When we pulled apart, I took a step back and gave her an approving look.I chuckled and held out my hand. “Keys.”She raised a brow. “Excuse me?”“You’ve been at work all day. Let me drive.”She hesitated for a second before dropping the keys into my palm. “Fine. But only because I’m too tired to argue.”I took the keys from Saraya and got into the driver’s seat while she settled beside me.“I’ll take what I can get,” I said, opening t
IAN'S POV.I turned to face her, my jaw tightening. “Grandmother, you have no idea...”She held up a hand, silencing me. “I heard enough, Ian.”Mary let out shaky whimpers but not without giving a quick mockery smile on seeing my grandmother's burst in and her reaction towards me.Somehow I felt like I had fell for her trick again with my impatience. Mary was a master manipulator, and my grandmother had walked in just in time to save her.I clenched my fists as I turned to face my grandmother. My pulse was pounding, I could barely contain my anger."Grandma, you don't understand," I said, forcing myself to stay calm.She looked at me sternly. "Oh, I understand plenty, Ian. I see exactly what's happening here. Even after talking to you, you still made your way down here to accuse. I overheard your conversation, despite her genuine plead for you to stop, you keep coming hard at her."Mary sniffled, wiping at her already tear-streaked face. "Mother, I don't know why he is doing this to
ISLA’S POVAs soon as Mary left, I reached for my phone and called Ian. “Come to my room now.”He didn’t ask why. Within minutes, he was standing in front of me, looking as confident as ever.I kept my hands folded behind my back, studying him carefully. “What do you think you’re doing, Ian?”His expression remained neutral. “I don’t understand what you mean, Grandmother.”I narrowed my eyes. “Don’t play games with me. What is this about bugging Mary’s phone and threatening her in the middle of the night?”He let out a short laugh. “Is that all she told you?” He asked.I took a step closer. “You're not even denying it? I guess it's true then.”Ian shrugged. “I did what I had to do. Mary’s been scheming behind everyone’s back. She’s manipulating things to her advantage. I just evened the playing field.”I exhaled sharply, shaking my head. “Let's assume you're right, do you think blackmail is the way to do that?” I asked. "What happens to coming to me?" I added."You've weakened grandma
MARY'S POVI didn't sleep a wink the entire night, I kept on thinking of what I could do to gain leverage over Ian.The alarm rang on my bedside interrupting my thoughts. I angrily pressed the off button. "Shut the fuck up!" I yelled at the bed clock.Taking a deep breath, I got up from bed and walked to the mirror and studied my reflection. I ruffled my hair, letting it fall messily around my face, then rubbed my pale eyes until they looked swollen. My nightgown was already slightly wrinkled, which worked in my favor. "This looks perfect." I said, taking in my disheveled look.Once I was satisfied with my appearance, I stepped out of my room and walked down the long hallway to Isla’s room. My footsteps were slow, hesitant, like a woman in labour.I needed to get in character and I was doing a great job. When I reached her door, I didn’t bother knocking. I turned the handle and pushed it open, letting the door slam against the wall.Isla jolted awake, her eyes wide with shock as she
SARAYA'S POV.I turned to my side when I noticed a figure hovering over me. I stirred and open my eyes and couldn't make sense of who it was so I screamed."Easy, it's me." Gabby held me."You scared me" I said breathing heavily. "What's going on?""You were sleeping longer than expected, it's already 10a.m in the morning so I came to check on you." She explained."What? 10a.m?"Gabby stood up and drew off the curtains and opened the window. "You believe me now?"I quickly grabbed my phone, there I saw Dominic has replied my message and he had also called severally.I sat up quickly, my heart racing as I unlocked my phone. I read his message and he had also sent another message about an hour ago.Dominic: Hey, how are you doing? I called a few times. Call me back when you see this.Guilt settled in my stomach. I had been so lost in sleep that I hadn’t heard my phone ring. I tapped on his contact and called him back, my fingers trembling slightly.Gabby sat on the edge of my bed, watch