MY EVIL EX-LOVER

EDWARD FOSTER'S POV"I can't do this, never!" I exclaimed, rising from my seat, the weight of the decision heavy on my shoulders."What can't you do? What's the big deal?" Elliot asked casually, taking a sip from his drink."This contract holds the key to everything. If you truly want it," he continued, a cunning smile playing on his lips."I can't sell away such a precious gift, not for money, not ever." I muttered silently, stealing a glance at my daughter through the office window.I could imagine her confusion, wondering why it was taking me so long to make up my mind and sign the agreement."You're just a marketing company, not a force for good," I retorted, grabbing my bag as I prepared to make my exit."Remember, we're not just a marketing company. We are your only lifeline now. Without us, well, you know what awaits you. Give me a call when you're ready," Elliot said, his voice dripping with a veiled threat. I left his office, my mind consumed by turmoil."Dad! How did it go?"

CARDY FOSTER'S POVI dialled my father's number, urgency tingling in my fingertips. Elliot's words needed to be relayed, their weight pressing on my conscience. Little did I know, my father was already aware, informed by Elliot himself, though reasons remained elusive.Cornered by this unexpected revelation, I had no alternative but to embrace its truth. My father possessed knowledge beyond my reach, leaving me with no room to contest the matter.Elliot emerged, his voice laced with a biting cruelty that chilled me to the core. "Never again," he seethed, "dare to engage in argument with me. Your autonomy is forfeit. I wield control over you, free to exercise my whims as I please."Defiance surged within me, compelling me to refute his claim. "You do not, and never will, own me," I mustered the courage to declare. In response, he forcefully pulled me from my seat, pinning me against the unyielding wall."Never entertain the notion of challenging me again, let alone voicing it aloud," h

CARDY'S POVIn the dimly lit hotel room, tensions simmered between Elliot and me. As we stood face to face, I couldn't help but feel exasperated by his constant attempts to inflate his ego. "Stop making it seem like we had something serious going on in the bathroom," I snapped, trying to quell his delusions of seduction.Defending myself vigorously, I hoped to puncture through his self-absorbed demeanor, although truth be told, I never cared for any of it. The night stretched on endlessly, and I found myself drowning in regret for even coming to this hotel. My mind should have been focused on rescuing my father from the clutches of those vile kidnappers."Are you just going to stand there like a robot?" Elliot's voice carried a hint of concern, but it felt more like the desperate plea of someone wanting something from me. I refused to succumb to his heartless nature and decided to stand my ground rather than share a bed with him."Why don't you mind your own business and leave me be?"

CARDY'S POVSince he had returned, that was when I started feeling hungry, and I decided to order food, at the same time thinking of ordering for him, or maybe he had eaten outside. I went to the sitting room to inform him and hear from him. My legs ache because I have been standing all day, bad thoughts filled my head, but it wasn't my fault because the situation at hand made me act that way. As I got to the sitting room, the aroma of food radiated, and I guessed it was from the kitchen. I glanced at Elliot's phone that was ringing but didn't I couldn't take his calls or even let him. As the call ended, I glanced at the screen again, expecting to see something that would justify my doubt that Elliot knew my father's whereabouts. But I saw a different thing, he was researching women. And the question said, "how to take care of women and make them love you." Smile escaped my lips as I held the phone in my hand and couldn't drop it. Is he developing feelings for me? I quickly dropp

CARDY'S POV"Omg! I'm in trouble, I'm in a big mess, wtf!" I exclaimed as I paced round my room. I am really tired and don't know what to do.Now Elliot is demanding that my father's lawyer should sign all my father's documents and hand them over to me. What could be his plans? Who should I call? Absolutely nobody. I couldn't stand it, I picked up my phone to call our nanny at home but her number was not reachable. "What could have happened to her?" Maybe the kidnapper went after me and didn't see me then kidnapped her. "Omg! If I should run from here and return back to my father's house, I might be putting myself in a big mess but I must leave this house tonight." I said, my tears mixed with the sweat on my body.I started picking some of my clothes and arranging them in my box. Since I had enough money in my savings account and my normal account, I would use that to start life.As I contemplated where to go, something came to my mind; "what if I leave and Elliot goes after the law