MasukRachel stared at me with disbelief written all over her face, and I could tell that the thought of my father being involved in what was happening to our companies was something she had never considered.For a moment, neither of us said anything. I stood beside the study door, holding my phone in my hand, while she looked at me as though she was waiting for me to tell her that I had made a mistake.Then she shook her head slowly."Oh my God, Dave, what do you mean? No, dear, it can't be him. Your father loves us too much to betray us like that, and I don't think he would ever do something that could hurt our family," she said.I looked at her, knowing that she was trying to convince herself as much as she was trying to convince me.I wanted to believe her.I wanted to believe that my father had nothing to do with the company investigating us, that the name I had seen was nothing more than a coincidence, and that there was no reason for me to suspect someone I had trusted for so many ye
The following morning, I woke up before Rachel.For a few minutes, I remained beside her, watching her sleep peacefully. After everything we had been through, seeing her rest without worry was something I had learned to appreciate. I gently brushed a strand of hair away from her face, careful not to disturb her, then reached for my phone on the bedside table.The message from the contractor had arrived earlier than I expected.I opened it and read through the information he had sent me. There were several documents attached, including the name of the company responsible for investigating our businesses before the government seized our assets.At first, I did not think much of it. I had been expecting the name for hours, and I was eager to understand how they had gathered so much information about us without our knowledge.But the moment I saw the company name, I stopped. I read it again, slowly, hoping I had misunderstood something.The name looked familiar, too familiar for that matt
I stepped out of my study and found Angel and Anna sitting on the carpet with their toys scattered around them, while Rachel sat on the sofa, keeping an eye on Julie and Raymond as their nanny prepared their feeding bottles.The moment the girls noticed me, Angel raised her head and smiled.“Daddy, are you finished with your work now, or are you going back inside that room to look at your computer again?” she asked.I laughed softly, walking toward them with a mischievous smile.“Not today, princess, because I have decided that all of us are going out, and I want you two to get up immediately, take your baths if you haven't already, and put on your prettiest clothes before I change my mind,” I said.For a moment, the girls stared at me as though they were trying to determine whether I was serious, but when they realized I meant every word, they jumped up with excited screams.“Really, Daddy? We are going out?” Anna asked.“Yes, sweetheart, we are going out, and I don't want anybody t
By the time Rachel and I arrived home, the exhaustion of the day had settled heavily on both of us, and all I wanted was to spend a few peaceful hours with my family without thinking about the company, the government seizure, or Betty's endless schemes.Unfortunately, peace seemed to be the one thing Betty was determined to take away from us.Rachel walked into the living room and immediately smiled when she saw Julie and Raymond playing with their nanny, while Angel and Anna sat on the carpet, arguing playfully over a toy they had apparently decided belonged to both of them.“Mommy!” the girls shouted together when they noticed Rachel, rushing toward her with their little arms stretched out.Rachel bent down to embrace them, laughing as they nearly knocked her off balance, while I stood behind her, watching the scene with a warmth I had not felt throughout the entire day.“Careful, girls, your mommy is tired, so you need to give her a little breathing space before you smother her wit
“Hello, Dad, what's up? You haven't called me in such a long time that I was beginning to wonder whether you had forgotten that you still have a son, so tell me, what happened, and should I be worried that I'm suddenly in trouble?” I asked as I answered the call, leaning back in my chair while everyone in the boardroom watched me with curiosity.There was a brief silence before my father's familiar laughter came through the phone, and I could already imagine him sitting comfortably in his favourite chair, probably holding a cup of tea while pretending that he had called simply because he missed me.“I heard that you're in trouble, Dave, and I wanted to find out what exactly is happening before your mother hears about it and begins making a hundred different calls to people who have nothing to do with your business,” he said, his amusement obvious in his voice.I frowned, straightening in my chair as I glanced at Rachel, who was still reviewing the seizure documents beside me.“Dad, wh
Rachel sat silently in the passenger seat as Dave drove toward her company, her eyes fixed on the buildings passing outside the window while her mind struggled to find a way out of the trouble that had suddenly surrounded them. Only a few hours earlier, she had been discussing business expansion and future investments with him, but now their companies were facing government investigations, their assets had been seized, and their reputations were hanging in the balance.She had fought too hard to rebuild her life to watch everything collapse again, especially when she had no clear idea how far their enemy was willing to go.Dave glanced at her briefly before returning his attention to the road, noticing the tension in her expression and the way her fingers tightened around her handbag whenever she remembered Betty's threatening voice.“Rachel, I know this situation is frightening, but I promise you that I won't allow anyone to destroy everything you have worked for,” he said, his voice
Dave’s POVMy hands were shaking when I dialled my personal assistant, not from the alcohol anymore that had burned out of my system but from fear, raw, choking fear.“Get the car. Now,” I said. “And clear the nearest private hospital.”I didn’t wait for any questions.Rachel lay against me, her
I couldn’t sleep that night. My mind kept circling around the project, the launch date, and the pressure of the entire board resting on my shoulders. Dronecode wasn’t just a company it was my identity, my father’s legacy, my mother’s pride. Failure wasn’t an option.But I had no idea betrayal was a
Rachel pov I woke to the feel of warm hands around me and the dark weight of sleep lifting like fog. For a second I thought it was a dream Dave’s chest rising and falling under my cheek, the soft scrape of his beard when he sighed but then the memory came back like a struck bell: the party, the fu
Rachel’s POVWhen we reached home, Dave stopped me at the door. His lips curved into a mischievous smile. “Close your eyes,” Dave whispered.I blinked at him, confused. “Why?”“Just trust me.” His tone was firm but playful, the kind of voice that never left room for arguments.I sighed, a little i







