After two new security guards arrived and set their base, Robert and Emma decided it was time for them to leave. There was nothing they could do for their friends tonight.
"Thank you for being here tonight. It means a lot knowing we're not alone in this." Maggie said while she hugged Emma.
"Don't mention it, dear. That's what friends are for," Emma smirked and got in the car.
"Yeah, Maggie, don't worry. We'll figure this out." Robert offered his words of support, and Maggie knew he meant it.
They bid their goodbyes, and Jack and Maggie returned inside.
"Thank God it was Edit's day off," Jack commented.
"Yes. The poor woman would probably have a heart attack." Maggie agreed. She turned around to face him: "Jack, he was in my room. He could've touched my things and the bed I sleep in. He was right in front of me, a few feet away, only a piece of wood separated us. I feel violated." Her voice trembled, her eyes glistened with tears.
Jack's embr
The Annual Business Gala was organized in one of the most luxurious and expensive hotels in Chicago. Jack stopped the car in front of the entrance and gave the keys to a young valet before he went around the car, and opened the door for Maggie.She accepted the hand he offered and got out only to face the excessive flashing lights from the cameras of many reporters that came to document the event. "Don't worry, most of them can't get in," Jack leaned in and whispered into her ear. They did, however, pose for a few pictures. It was everything Jack was willing to give them, no matter how many times they called his name and how persistently they repeated questions. This time, Maggie was prepared for the luxury and glamour that welcomed them the moment they stepped inside the great hall where the reception was being held in.Everything was so perfect at the first glance, men wearing their tuxedos, women dressed in beautiful gowns
"Is everything ok?" they were on their way back home when Jack noticed Maggie looking through the car window, not blinking.His question brought her back to reality. "Yeah, I'm just thinking." She sighed, thinking whether to tell him about the unusual encounter with Denis Wade earlier. "That Wade guy, from the reception," Jack hummed, his attention was solely on her. "Well, he approached me on the way back from the restroom. He was kind of drunk, and he kept looking at me like and repeating 'She told me you're dead,' like a crazy person," Maggie mimicked his voice. Jack squeezed the steering wheel and pressed the gas pedal in a rush to get home as soon as possible. He had a feeling that there was something about his mother-in-law and Denis Wade; he just wasn't sure what exactly."I'll go to see her tomorrow, and I'll ask." She said quietly.A minute later, they arrived home and Maggie, tired and tense, headed to her room seeking the much-need
Monday afternoon, after he was done with his work in the office, Jack drove to see Rebecca. He couldn't stop thinking about her ever since he got the call. Was it about Wade? Were his instincts right? He laughed bitterly at this thought. When did he turn into a person that was led by instincts? Ever since Maggie came into his life, he started thinking differently and even act differently."I would like to see Rebecca Colt, please," Jack said to the receptionist."Just a second, sir. Let me check if she is done with her therapist." She typed on her keyboard behind the counter. "Yes. She has finished her program for today. Let me send someone to check the garden. She's been spending most of the time there.""No need. I'll look for her myself. Just point me in the right direction." Jack was in a hurry to talk to her. The suspense was getting the best of him the whole day, so when the receptionist explained where the gardens were, he rushed there.
It's been more than a month since Rebecca told Jack the truth about his wife's origins, but she still hasn't said a word to her daughter, and it has been bugging him ever since. Knowing and not being able to tell her was torture. But everything else concerning Maggie and their life together has been absolute bliss.If anyone ever told him, a man who never before understood the point of marriage or relationships with the opposite sex, that he'll be undeniably in love with a most unlikely girl ever, he would laugh and call them a fool.But here he was, utterly in love with a young girl that destiny threw on his way in such an unusual way. He knew now what his instincts were trying to tell him a couple of months ago when he first saw her. Even then, unconsciously, he knew that she was the one, the person that he was supposed to spend the rest of his life with.Jack also noticed that Maggie has cut all of her brakes she had with him. In the beginning, when she agreed to g
Maggie was looking at the diamond on her finger, flabbergasted. What happened? How did they come to this so fast? Ok, they agreed to try to be a couple despite all the circumstances, and they were doing pretty well. More than well, actually, they were doing fantastic, but she never thought, even for a second, they will come to this.Two months ago, she was exhausted from work, drowning in debts, and today she was engaged to one of the most successful businessmen in the country. On top of that, he loved her. Her. Crazy, ha?She chuckled at her own disbelieve."What?" Jack wanted to know what she was laughing at. He wanted to know every single thought that passed through her head."Nothing… it's just I still can't believe this is true. I don't understand…""M, I thought we have a deal." He interrupted her, and she directed her gaze towards him. "You won't try to understand something that cannot be understood. Who can ever understand love?" he ask
"No! You are not getting out of it again. We're going shopping today, and that's final." Eight months pregnant Emma wasn't giving up. She barged in one morning demanding from Maggie to accompany her to the mall. "No, Emma, you look like you swallowed a watermelon, and it's not safe for you to just simply go through the stores. Plus, you know very well that your feet will start to hurt before you even make it to the exit of the first shop. Like it did last time…"Maggie and Emma hanged out together often, both going shopping for baby things. Emma was buying things for the newcomer, and Maggie everything she thought was cute, and that reminded her of baby Eric. But lately, Emma was getting tired easily, so they would stay in most of the time. The driver would drop Emma off and would come to pick her up after the two of them would spend hours talking, eating whatever Emma was craving for, or doing some online shopping, which
Jack had the busiest day at the office. Between two meetings with the potential clients and one conference call with Korea, Robert came by with Hiram to discuss the new theory that Maggie came up with. The more he thought about it, the more it made sense. "Actually, I was chasing the same lead," Hiram admitted, somewhat reluctantly. "I found police reports from Nebraska, involving Natasha Bright, which was one of her aliases, and some guy, Kevin Lens, about some petty thefts and gas station robbery. The last one was armed, and that's when the two of them were apprehended. According to the same report, they lived together for a couple of months, and she testified against him to get a reduced sentence. After she was released from the prison, every trace of Natasha Bright disappeared until, well, two months ago.I contacted a colleague of mine from there, and he confirmed that nobody in town has seen Kevin for more than a year, I have already alerted some o
"Will this day ever end?" Maggie mumbled the moment she stepped inside the house. First, her suspicions about who Denis Wade was to her were confirmed. Then, she found out that her fiancé knew about it all along. In fact, Rebecca, her own mother, told him before she told her. After that, she found that same fiancé making some kind of deal with her newly discovered father. And now she comes to the place she started to see as her home to find another unpleasant surprise.Maggie noticed an unfamiliar black limo in front of the gate on her way to the garage, and she was wondering who it might be. To her utter surprise, she found Jack's mother sitting in the living room."What was that?" Annabel asked, not sure if she heard Maggie right."Nothing." Maggie had no desire to explain anything to this woman. "Good afternoon," she greeted Annabel, smiling with one of her most polite smiles, the one she mastered in her early days working as a waitress. "If you