Masuk~~ Ace's POV ~~"You must be so proud to have a competent son who can run the company without issues, Chairman. Not only did he bring home a trophy wife to increase the company's infrastructure, but he keeps closing deals and even bringing more golden collaborations that could make the company more unstoppable."Laughter erupted in the air immediately. My father was enjoying most of the entire conversation with a boastful smile smeared across his face."Yes. That's why a son is so important. They are the ones fit for these things." My Father, the chairman responded still with that smug look, a look that mostly looked down on everyone else.I suddenly wished to be everywhere but there, just like Brittany who had managed to slip out of our midst when she went to attend to some acquaintance from her company. From where I stood, I could watch her every movement. Just as she had gracefully gotten out of that car outside, my eyes couldn't leave her from that moment onward.I studied her ele
The ride to the exquisite hall was as silent and quiet as a graveyard. Except for the low humming of the car and the mellow, low-pitched sound of the tires against the tiled road as we drove, everything else felt awkward.Shantel sat in the front seat, her side of the window open as she stared outside, completely resting on her seat. She hadn't said a word to me since our intense bicker on the back porch of the house. Throughout the reapplication and readjustment of my makeup, it felt so uncomfortable looking her in the eyes most times while we said nothing to each other.Unlike our first makeup session where everything felt at ease. And every conversation came with smiles and laughter.Charlotte, on the other hand, sat next to me in the backseat and I knew she had quite a lot to say to us - Shantel and me. Especially me. But she was barely withholding on while pretending to type away on her phone. I felt her constantly stealing glances at us while she thought I wasn't looking. Or ra
If it had been in the past, I would have no worries. It would have been a normal thing. But this was the present Charlotte we were talking about. The same Charlotte who never failed to show how much she despised me. Who believed I did so many wrongs to her brother. Even when I still didn't know what I did wrong."You didn't even say a 'thank you'." She muttered, breaking away from my gaze. "This would have been less awkward."I was dumbfounded. Wondering why she changed all of a sudden when I saw Shantel coming out of the house. She was completely dressed, her curly hair bouncing behind her as she walked. Red heels to match the royal blue dress that stopped above her knees and a red clutch by her right hand.But rather than the calm and cool-headed Shantel I left behind, she looked furious. Infuriated. Rather disappointed. Betrayed. And I felt all the emotions were directed towards me.When she saw us, she tried to mask her emotions. Maybe because she saw Charlotte standing beside me.
~~ Brittany's POV ~~ I stared at the huge dressing mirror in front of me, face blank. Contrary to the beautiful figure in a dazzling black stone dress. Off shoulder dress, long enough to touch the glassy floor underneath me. I was looking far beyond the physical appearance that stared back at me in an expression that clearly explained one thing - worry. My last conversation with Emma didn't stop ringing in my ears. "Mummy, who is my father?" "Where is he? And why isn't he with us?" Days had passed yet those words still lingered in my mind like a memory meant to haunt and taunt me in every possible way until I gave way to its demands. I barely did any work for the past few days without the words crossing my mind. And when it did, it gave me the fear of the unknown. I knew it wasn't unexpected. In fact, I had expected the question from her for a long time, and it had become my constant fear. Was it on her second year birthday? The birthday afterwards? I think the fear crept in a
~~ Brittany's POV ~~A gentle knock at the door shifted my attention for a moment."Come in.""Good morning ma'am." Clarissa walked in seconds later. "I hope you took care of yesterday's emergency." She dropped a mug of piping, steaming espresso on my desk.I muttered a 'thank you' while taking the coffee to my lips. It lingered there for a while before I took a sip."Yes, I was able to handle the emergency." I responded, my mind drifting back to yesterday's scene.Before I left the office in a hurry, it was an emergency I had told her. But turned out the situation was more than an emergency. Almost a deadly situation that shook every being in me if not handled quickly.Until now, I still found it so strange that Ace had found me there. Even if he said it was just a coincidence, something in my gut didn't believe it. I only decided not to push it.At that moment, protecting my daughter's identity was what mattered. Despite not getting my answers. Despite still being in the dark of who
~~ Brittany's POV ~~"I'm sorry for the way I judged you. I was so desperate to find Emma and had become too anxious when I found her with you, so I didn't think before reacting."Thanks to the little boy whom I believed was the same age as Emma and probably in the same class. He had quickly explained that Emma was standing all alone when they met her which was why they took her with them to find her guardian. But, when they couldn't find her, they thought to contact her through the school. It was in that moment that I arrived.Emma also agreed that everything was true, so I made sure I wasn't tricked."It's fine. Everyone reacts differently especially when anxiousness sets in." She replied, holding a cup of coffee.After the small commotion outside, we were seated in a small coffee shop where I wanted to get to know her better. As I had said earlier, she had looked quite suspicious when I first caught her watching Ace from a distance, and I was sure she also saw me that day."You st
~~ Brittany's POV ~~I clasped my sweaty palms together as I clicked my heels quietly against the marble tiled floor. Until then, I didn't realize how tensed and scared I was. The first few hours didn't bother me that much because I was certain mom's lawyer was quite prepared. Thanks to the other
~~ Brittany's POV ~~“What is going on? What are the officers talking about? That I tried to kill your father?”I glanced down at the cuffs on my mom's wrists, and my chest tightened with despair. It felt as though my whole world crumbled around me as seeing my mom treated like a criminal made me s
~~ Brittany's POV ~~I stepped out of Ace's car with my bag hung around my arm. I shot him a glance before shutting the door and making my way into the company.Last night still appeared as a mystery. No matter how deeply I thought about it, there weren't many reasons I could come up with, but the
~~ Brittany's POV ~~“First of all, I'd like to appreciate everyone here for coming. As you all know about the tragic event that happened lately; the chairman of the Anderson's Group, my father, alongside his driver and PA were involved in a ghastly car accident and currently, he and his personal as







