Ethan's p.o.v My head banged with every question I am being asked about Hailey's death as I sat down on the chair in the interrogation room with my hands handcuffed. I have been accused of her murder and constantly interrogated despite my honest declaration. I thought about my life, my father, my empire and Dylan whose image would now be forever stuck in the mud just because of an unfortunate event that I knew absolutely nothing about. "I swear to you that I can't remember anything, officer.""How can you not when you were the only one found at the crime scene and with a gun that was allegedly used to kill her?"I captured my breath into my hands. It's been weeks since be detainment and with unverified lies about me flying around about my linkage to Hailey's death. I hate that I couldn't remember anything than waking up to Hailey's pool of blood and the scream of a woman whom I believe to be her neighbor. I tried to remember. I keep trying but I can't. It was as if I had woken up f
Freya's p.o.vJuliana's laughter filled up the air as she and I lay on the sauna by the beach, having some fun and family time out together as the kids build castles on the sand. "Really?""You honestly are glowing, Julie. The baby bump is definitely doing great on you," I teased, winking at her.She blushed, fanning her body playfully with her hand. "I know right. Mark has been such a darling. Wouldn't even let me left a kettle in the house.""Glad you gave my friend a chance, Julie."We both chuckled.Juliana tapped on her phone. "Girl, did you see the news flying around about the Slades' lately?"I sip on my cocktail first. "What, Juliana?""It's horrible. There's been an anonymous post about them stealing other companies designs. And what's even more crazy is that the post was first taken down and another evidence against them resurfaced and this time, got a lot of people talking and doubting them for good."I smiled inwardly knowing the Slades' are starting to get only a snippet
Jane's p.o.vHis eyes scanned me then the room as I faced him, taken aback by my presence and me, shocked at the implications of what I had done."What is going on here?" he asked, his voice calm yet his facial expression a tone of surprise. "What are you doing here, Jane? And where is Hailey?"Scared and unsure of how to start, I began to stammer. "I— I—,""You what, Jane?""I had found a thong" I finally spoke, my voice shaking. "In your pocket. I knew she was behind it."Ethan looked at me with a curious intensity. "You what?"I ran back to the room of the scene where Hailey's body is lying lifeless. Ethan paced behind me and on getting to the room, his expression changed, a look of horror crossing his face. "What— What have you done, Jane?" He whispered.I felt a pang of uncertainty, of doubt. What had I done? But I pushed it aside, my anger and hurt still simmering. "She deserved it," I said, my voice cold."What?!"Ethan took a step forward, his eyes fixed on Hailey. "She can't b
Jane's p.o.vI pulled up to Hailey's house, my anger simmering just below the surface. I had been furious since I found that thong in Ethan's pocket, and I knew exactly who was responsible.Her.Ethan had gone to pick up Dylan and I believe she had done that on purpose. It was her. The one who thought she could play games with my marriage and get away with it.I stormed up to the door and pounded on it, not caring if I woke up the entire neighborhood. God forbid! She isn't home this time.The door opened, and she scurried down to the door entrance from wherever in the house, standing right in front of me with her hands akimbo, a smug look on her pathetic face. "Can I help you?" she asked, her voice dropping with sarcasm."You know exactly why I am here, Hailey," I spat, my anger boiling over. "You think you can play games with my marriage, with my husband?How dare you? How dare you put this damn thing in my husband's pocket?" I hollered at her, tossing the thong to her face.She raised
Jane's p.o.v I screamed into the phone, my voice echoing off the walls of our mansion. "How could you be so stupid to want to even try that, Natasha? What the hell do you mean by Ethan has began a special investigations? And to hell with that! We had a plan, and now it's blown up in our face and what we need to do right now is find a way to subdue it! Ethan must not know I have any hand in this OK? Or you go down even before that ever happens!" Natasha's voice trembled on the other end of the line. "I'm so sorry, Ma'am. I just don't know what to do anymore. If we get caught —if I get caught." I paced back and forth across the room, my high heels clicking on the marble floor of our mansion. "Then you shut the fuck up and let me think of something. I initiated this plan and it is my responsibility to end it. All you need to do henceforth is watch and keep your damn mouth shut. Understood?" Natasha's sniffled, and I could picture her tears streaming down her face. "Yes—Yes, Ma'am." I
Ethan's p.o.vI stepped out of my car and onto the sidewalk, the bright morning sun a stark contrast to the dark cloud of anxiety that had been following me since last night. The media frenzy surrounding my company, had been simmering for weeks, ever since the allegations of design theft had surfaced. We had managed to quell the storm with the help of a skilled hacker or so we thought untill it seemed to resurface last night, this time with more evidences of various designs and with a vengeance.As I approached the office building, I was met with a sea of paparazzi, their cameras and microphones thrusting forward like weapons. The swarm of reporters parted to let me through, each one shouting questions and trying to get a reaction. I kept my head down, my eyes fixed on the entrance, and pushed through the crowd. The lobby was just as chaotic, with investors and partners milling about, their faces etched with concern and disappointment. I spotted a few familiar faces, people who had b