Se connecter“Amy?” Lucy smiled as she realised it was her best friend walking towards her table. “What are you doing here?” safe asked.
“I came to meet with a client. Who is your friend?” Amelia asked, smiling. “This is Ethan,” she pointed to him. “Ethan, this is Amelia.” She introduced them. “Nice to meet you, Amelia.” Ethan offered his hand for a handshake, which Amelia took. “Nice to meet you too." She gave him her signature big smile. "I didn't know you had any friends aside from me.” She winked at Lucy suggestively. Lucy's eyes widened. “It's not what you are thinking.” She said slowly. Amelia chuckled. “I know. I was just joking. I will see you later.” She replied and strutted away in her high heels. “Does she know that you are married?” Ethan asked. “Yes, why?” Lucy replied and continued eating. “I find it off that she knows you are married and still made that sort of insinuation. It gives the impression that she sees you as someone who would do that kind of thing, and it's even weirder that she wasn't fazed by it. It was almost as though she was supporting such an act.” “You are overthinking this. Amelia isn't that kind of a person. She is a good friend, my only friend actually. She was just making a joke.” Ethan shrugged. “Well, if you say so,” he replied. “Back to my earlier question before we got interrupted. Why did you decide to show up now?” She asked again. “Are you done eating?” He asked instead of answering the question. Lucy’s eyebrow raised. “Yes, why?” “I need to have a smoke. Let's go outside.” He said and got up without waiting for her reply. Lucy reluctantly stood up and followed him. He stood in the smoking area and lit his Cuban cigar. He puffed out the smoke and turned to her. One hand in his pocket, his face devoid of his earlier smirks and smiles, he finally replies, “I showed myself now because you need my help. You are about to lose your firm and everything you have worked for. I am here to lend you my help.” He replied. Lucy watched him closely in the darkness. “How did you know that I am at risk of losing my firm and everything I have worked for?” “I know you are smart, Lucy, so I am certain that you already know the answer to that question.” He replied in a cocky tone. “That's right. You basically know everything about me. But this is different. I only found out about this two days ago. How are you aware of something I wasn't even aware of? Why do I get the feeling that this is more than just a desire to help me because I saved your life?” She asked skeptically. She trained her eyes on him, watching him closely. He turned away and slipped his cigar between his lips. He inhaled deeply, exhaling a perfect smoke ring. “You do not know how interested I am in you. The life I am living right now was literally given to me by you. I was in a hit-and-run that night. The person that did that to me left me there to die. If it wasn't for you, I would have bled to death. Your voice kept me conscious as I was being conveyed to the hospital. I owe you my life, and I will not allow anyone to take what you have worked hard for.” He said in a grim voice. “Actually, it is not only what you have worked for. You seem to be forgetting that I am one of your investors, and if anything happens to your firm, I will be losing a lot of money.” “That still does not answer my question. How did you know?” Lucy asked defiantly. “I will tell you this one thing. I was the one who took you to the hospital the night you found out about it. I also left you that note. I want to help you; let me help you. I will be waiting for your reply once you are ready to take my hand and have your revenge.” He turned and walked away. His posture straight, the air around him confident, like he hasn't just said the weirdest things. Lucy stood there speechless. “Just how much does he know about me? This is some stalker shit!” Lucy cussed. As she made her way out, she couldn't help but wonder. “Is it a good thing or a bad thing? Should she really take help offered by a stranger who appears to be a stalker? Could he be doing this just to help her and nothing else?”THIRD PERSON'S POVLucy made her way outside and to her car. As soon as she climbed in, she zoomed off. She drove into the parking lot of her destination, and there were so many cars. It took her a while, but she finally found a place to park. She then headed inside. “I see that you already ordered Caramel.” Lucy said behind her.Caramel whirled around and smiled. “You invited me to such a lovely place; of course I should eat something. I haven't had a nice meal in a while.” She grinned.“What if I then decide not to pay?” Lucy asked coldly.Caramel's eyes flew up. “You can't do that. You are the one who made the reservation, and they know that.” “Well, you would be surprised.” Lucy smirked. “Lucyyy…” a voice suddenly called out, Lucy smiled and stood up. The lady immediately engulfed her in a big hug. ““It's been a while. I was really happy when I heard that you made a reservation with us. How have you been?” the lady who was the owner of the fine dining restaurant asked.Carame
THIRD PERSON'S POV “Ma’am, how did it go?” Stella asked as soon as she saw Lucy going up the stairs.“I will deal with it.” Lucy replied without stopping or turning back.Grace sprang up from her chair. “Ma’am, how did it go?” she asked as soon as she saw Lucy.“I will take care of it.” Lucy replied and entered her office.Amelia heard Lucy come in from her office, and since there were no clients at the moment, she decided to go see her.She knocked, but no reply came. She knocked again. “Not now, Grace,” Lucy snapped, trying to keep her voice steady. “I just need a minute. Please.”Lucy let out a shaky breath just as the door opened. Her head flew up, ready to yell, but the words died on her lips as she saw that it wasn't Grace.“Adina…” she said quietly. “I thought it was Grace…” “It's okay.” Adina cut her off. She entered and sat down.Lucy groaned and buried her face in her hands. “What's going on?” Adina asked. “I noticed the energy was off and Grace was tense when I came to
THIRD PERSON'S POVLucy quickly took her bath and prepared for work.She picked up her phone and dialed Grace's number. “Hello, Grace. In the next thirty minutes, I will be at work. Make sure you are in the office before I get there,” she said sternly and ended the call before Grace could say a word.She dialed Stella’s number next and gave her the same order.Once she dropped the call, she packed her bag, picked up her car key, and left the house.As she climbed into her car, her eyes suddenly caught a butterfly fluttering its wings on one of the flowers. A smile broke out on her face. She gently came down and crouched next to the flower to get a closer look at the butterfly.Lucy used to be that girl who chased butterflies and loved looking at them—when life was much simpler, and all she had to worry about was money. But now, money had become the least of her worries, and life had continuously sent her tough tasks.She sighed deeply, reliving her young days for a moment.She remembe
THIRD PERSON'S POV “Logan…” Lucy muttered.He walked briskly towards her and grabbed her hand forcefully. “You thought serving me the divorce papers was going to be the end?” He gritted out,Lucy snatched her hand away. The fear was gone and replaced by anger. “You had the guts to come here?” She hissed angrily.“Why wouldn't I come here? Am I supposed to be scared of you?” He asked harshly, glaring at her with hostility…“You should be. After the rubbish you did today, you really shouldn't have come here, and you should be scared!” Lucy yelled.Logan chuckled dryly. “You should be begging me. You should be on your knees begging me not to destroy you or finish your career. You don't seem to know the level of influence I have in your life.” He smirked.Lucy scoffed. “Logan, none of this will change anything. Do whatever you want to do, but I am divorcing you. Sign the papers and bring them to me soon before I decide to drag your broke ass to court.” She whirled around and tried to op
THIRD PERSON'S POV Back in the office, Lucy’s nerves were finally relaxed.Adina dropped a cup of water in front of her. She watched her closely to make sure she was okay.“I am okay now, Adina. You can relax.” Lucy chuckled softly. She drank a little from the water and dropped the cup.“I am glad that you are okay now.” Adina said quietly. “Do you want to tell me what all that was about?” Adina asked after a minute.Lucy pursed her lips and breathed out heavily. “I think it was planned by Logan.” She replied.“Logan? Why would your husband do that to you?” Adina asked, her voice low.“Because I served him divorce papers, and he doesn't want to divorce me.” Lucy replied. She took another mouthful of water and closed her eyes.“But…” Adina hesitated. “I am sorry to be asking all these questions. I just can't wrap my head around it.” She said after a second. “Even if he doesn't want to divorce you, that isn't a good reason for what happened today. Are you sure it's him?” She asked.“Wh
THIRD PERSON'S POV “Hey, Amelia. How are you doing?” Lucy asked as soon as she picked up the call.“I am good. I just wanted to check on you. How are you?” Amelia asked.“I am fine. Taking it one day at a time for now.” Lucy replied.“That’s great. Just hang in there, okay?” Amelia said in a soothing voice. “Has Logan signed the divorce papers yet?” “I haven't heard from him since that night. If he had signed them, he would have brought them to me.” Lucy sighed.“It’s been four days already. Hope he isn't planning anything crazy? Logan is not to be trusted.” She said, her voice laced with worry.“Whatever he is planning, it won't spoil my day today.” Lucy breathed out.“Is something good happening today?” Amelia asked.“There is this case that has been in the public limelight that I have been working on. Judgement will be given today, and I have a good feeling about it. I really hope that my client gets justice.” Lucy replied. “That's really great.” Amelia said sincerely. “I wish y
THIRD PERSON'S POVLucy's heart pounded against her ribs as Logan’s sister stepped into her office. She had an air of authority and respect surrounding her.As she strutted in, Lucy sat motionless.“What is she doing here?”“Did Logan really reach out to his family already?”“Is she here to threat
THIRD PERSON'S POVAfter the call, Lucy got dressed and left the house for work.She greeted the security men as she passed. As she entered the reception lobby, she noticed Stella pasting something on the notice board.“Good morning, ma’am,” Stella greeted as she noticed Lucy.“Good morning, Stella
THIRD PERSON'S POVLucy pulled out her phone and searched “the Sanderson’s family…”Recent pictures of the Sanderson family appeared. But only an older man, a woman and a young lady were in the picture.“Tsk, tsk, tsk… Has it gotten to the point of you lying about your family?” Lucy chuckled dryly.
THIRD PERSON'S POVLucy entered the house clad in her black-on-black outfit. A symbolic dressing meant for this moment. Dark-tinted glasses covered her eyes, adding to the aura.Logan’s eyebrows raised as he saw her. He immediately rushed to her. "Thank God you are back!” He exclaimed happily. “Ho







