LOGINEUDORAAfter we had submitted all the right documents to the bank, fhe bank officials informed us that it would take seven business days for everything to be processed and finalized.Today is day six.Just one more day.In less than twenty-four hours, I would finally get the answers I have been waiting for, and if everything went according to plan, I would get the chance to confront the Nelsons about the shares.I wrapped both hands around my coffee cup, letting the warmth seep into my palms as I stared absentmindedly at the dark liquid inside.Normally, I would have found it relaxing, but today my mind was too occupied.“Eudora?”My fingers tightened slightly around my cup as I slowly lifted my gaze, only for my mood to worsen instantly.Of all the people I could have run into today, it had to be him.Desmond.Standing a few feet away from my table, his hands tucked into the pockets of his dark jacket and though he tried to appear confident, I could tell he is a bit nervous. “What
EUDORAThe moment I knocked on the door, every voice inside went silent.Camellia was the first to speak from inside.“Are you expecting anyone?” she asked, sounding confused.“No, I am not,” Mrs. Dawson muttered. After a brief pause, she asked, “Are you?”“No, I’m not,” Mr. Dawson answered.“You don’t think they heard our conversation, do you?” Mrs. Dawson asked nervously.“There is always one way to find out,” Camellia replied. “I’ll get the door.”A few seconds later, the door swung open.The moment Camellia saw Orion and me standing outside, all color drained from her face. Her eyes widened slightly in shock before she quickly tried to compose herself.“Hello, Camellia,” I greeted politely, making sure not to let an ounce of my anger show on my face.“How long have the two of you been standing here?” she asked cautiously.I could already tell what she was really asking. How much did we hear?“Open the door, Camellia,” I said coldly. “I’m not in the mood for your drama. We’re here
EUDORAJust as I had suspected, it didn’t take Orion long to find Henry Cole.Dawson was right all along. Henry knew something about my father’s shares.He didn’t have the original documents with him, but he handed us a photocopy of the share certificate and gave us the address of the bank where the original documents had been kept for years. According to him, my father had purchased the shares in my name and arranged for the originals to remain safely stored at the bank until I was old enough to claim them.There was only one problem.The bank wouldn’t simply hand over the documents to anyone who walked in and claimed to be Mr. Grey’s daughter. I would have to prove my identity first.Henry explained that if I could provide sufficient evidence that I was indeed Mr. Grey’s biological child, the bank would release the original share documents to me since they legally belonged to me.That brought us back to one person. Mr. Dawson.If anyone alive could confirm that I was my father’s dau
CAMELLIA Who did my mother try to murder? When did it happen? And how?Mrs. Nelson wasn’t the kind of woman who made wild accusations or threw around empty words. She was blunt, sometimes cruel with her honesty, but she never lied about serious matters. If she said my mother had tried to kill someone, then there was no doubt in my mind that she believed it to be true.The real question was, who?My heart pounded painfully against my chest as a thousand horrible possibilities flashed through my mind. I had spent my entire life believing I knew the woman who raised me. She wasn’t perfect, but murder? Attempted murder? That wasn’t something I could simply wrap my head around.Who could my mother possibly hate enough to want dead?“Who did my mother attempt to murder?” I muttered quietly, almost afraid to hear my own voice ask the question.Mrs. Nelson leaned forward on the sofa, a slow grin spreading across her face.“If you want the answer to that question,” she said, “then you need to
CAMELLIAAfter spending the entire day trying to find the perfect women to seduce Desmond and Orion, I was mentally and physically exhausted. All I wanted was a hot shower, a good meal, and several hours of uninterrupted sleep.The drive home had been peaceful, and for the first time that day, I thought things were finally going my way.I was wrong.The moment I pulled into my driveway, I immediately noticed something strange. Several men dressed in black suits were walking in and out of my house carrying boxes and suitcases.Confused, I narrowed my eyes and took a better look.Wait.Those are my luggage!My heart skipped a beat as I stared at the growing pile of my belongings scattered across the front lawn. Clothes, boxes, handbags—everything that belonged to me was being thrown out of my own house.What the hell is going on?Without even bothering to switch off the engine, I threw my car door open and rushed towards the men.“Hey!” I shouted. “What do you think you’re doing?”None
ORION By the time I arrived at Ariel’s school, the unpleasant conversation with Jeremy had been pushed to the back of my mind.Standing outside the waiting area, I slipped my hands into my pockets and watched the children pouring out of their classrooms. A smile slowly spread across my face as I searched for the little girl who had somehow managed to completely wrap me around her tiny fingers.The moment Ariel spotted me, her entire face lit up.“Daddy!”Her excited scream echoed across the school compound, catching me completely off guard.For a second, I simply stood there, wondering if I had heard her correctly.Daddy?Ariel had always called me Uncle Orion. she never once called me Dad. Hearing the word leave her lips so naturally almost made my brain stop functioning for a moment.Then I saw her running towards me with her little backpack bouncing behind her, and all coherent thoughts disappeared.Bending down with a smile I couldn’t hide, I scooped her into my arms the moment s
EUDORA“What exactly is happening here?” I asked, my voice shaking as my eyes stayed fixed on Camellia. “How… how is she even here?”She didn’t look the least bit bothered. With a bored sigh, she slid off the desk and smoothed out her dress like this was all normal. “I thought you said she wouldn’t
EUDORAI believed I could live and die with the secrets of what really happened that night between Desmond and me a month ago, but the two pink lines on the pregnancy stick in my shaky fingers mocked me.My knees wobbled, my hands trembling as I slid down the cold toilet tiles, cradling my head as
EUDORATWO YEARS LATERBeing married to Desmond was worse than I had imagined.I lost my job.Not because I took time off but because he went there himself and convinced my boss to fire me.And he didn’t stop there.He made sure no one else would hire me. Every application I sent out was rejected a
EUDORAAlready dressed for work, I grabbed my purse and headed downstairs with the plan to grab a quick breakfast before leaving, but I ran into mum in the hallway instead.“You’re going to work?”Obviously. “Yes.”She folded her arms, looking at me like I was doing something foolish. “The wedding







