“I have to find her,” Xavier said. “It hasn’t even been a full day,” Private said dismissively. “Just give it time. Let Carlos do his thing.” “She’s going to flare up when she sees him,” Xavier groaned, shaking his head. “Stop drinking, boss,” Private said when Xavier took yet another swig, this time of liquor. “You have to forget about this and focus on other things for a while,” Private advised. “Piss off!” Xavier cursed, standing up. “You’re not my therapist. Don’t tell me what to do. I’m going there whether you approve or not.” “Sir…” Xavier didn’t stand there to let him finish. He walked out of the living room where they had been discussing and went into the house in search of his keys. When he was dressed, he went downstairs and almost fell over twice. Grunting, he picked up his phone and dialed Carlos, completely ignoring his detective who fortunately remained silent. “Hello, boss,” he greeted. “Come to the house. I have somewhere I need you to take me,” he instructed.
The ride home was silent and uncomfortable. Charlotte opened the car door and sat by the passenger side without once looking behind at Xavier. Xavier, not wanting to push things past their limit and send her storming out of the car now he had only just got her, remained silent at the back of the car. Carlos, fortunately did not try to make small talk, but that only meant there was a thick tension that hung in the air among them. Maybe it was even for the better. Xavier looked like shit and he knew it. Let Charlotte deal with one disappointment after the next. They reached home quickly enough and Carlos parked the car in the garage. He was the first to come down, but when the rest did, he said his goodbyes and left. Now it was only the two of them. Charlotte entered the house without a word. Some of the workers had come out of the house and were staring at them like fools. Xavier was irritated, but the headache he was beginning to spout, plus the strong urge to throw up kept him
“Just breathe in, Charlotte,” Xavier said, holding his wife down by her shoulders. “You can do this.” Charlotte nodded and did as he asked before following him into the crimes unit of the police station. The detective who came to meet them was really nice, or maybe he was just pretending because of what he stood to gain from Xavier. Either way, he was easy to talk to and that was what Charlotte needed. “So I’ve seen the details of the case from your file and your lawyer has contacted me,” the man said. “To push this forward, we’ll have to question the doctor who gave you those drugs. He’s already in custody and I plan to question him today. I believe we’ll get more from him. Will you like to be present while he’s being questioned? You’ll also get the chance to meet him one on one but the option is still up to you.” Charlotte glanced at Xavier for a moment and he lightly squeezed her hand. She turned to the detective and nodded. “Okay,” he said, standing up and arranging the files
“I didn’t do any of that!” The doctor yelled back. “I was framed. Someone framed me!” “I’ll advise you to sit down,” the detective said with a bored expression on his face. “That’s not why we’re here. We’re here to discuss your involvement in Mrs Roman’s case.” “That has nothing to do with me,” the doctor argued, sitting back down. “I already told you. She came in with her husband and asked for birth control pills which I gave them. Why would he sue me now for something I have no idea about.” “Oh Jonah Roman isn’t the one suing you,” the detective assured him. “It’s Mr Xavier Roman.” A look of confused terror clouded the doctor’s face. “The richest man in…” he began. “What’s his business with…” “Oh he’s married to Mrs Charlotte now. You didn’t know?” The detective said, enjoying the terrified look that marred the doctor’s face. “I’ll advise you just confess to all you know because we already have all the evidence. Mr Xavier’s private detectives were able to find out everything y
Since Jonah had escaped the country, all the police could do was ask for an extradition. Charlotte blamed herself for it. If she hadn’t opened her big mouth to tell Clara the things she had told her, Jonah would have never known he was about to be arrested. Jonah’s family was kept under constant supervision which was the only better option besides arresting them for hiding him. Xavier could have made that possible. The court procession made national news for days. The doctor had made sure to pull everyone else involved with him since he was going down. Top politicians, businessmen, prominent men and even some women were dragged for being a part of his deal. Several of them pled not guilty and were able to overrule the evidence set against them because they had the money to do so, but the sting was already there. No one doubted one single name that was mentioned by the doctor. Charlotte could half be satisfied with that conclusion. She got to meet the doctor one and one and asked h
Mia was staring into space for the umpteenth time that day as she sat on the sofa with her hands wrapped around her knees. It had only been a matter of time. She and the rest of the family had money issues for a long while now which somehow got worse the more they tried to make things better. She had known it would only be a matter of time for everything to crumble, but never imagined it would be this bad. Her son Jonah had fucked her up again just like he always did, but this time she couldn’t entirely blame him. She had been a fool to forget how smart her brother Xavier was. “Mom, the bank is calling again,” her daughter Julia told her, holding the receiver in the air. Mia sighed and adjusted her position. They had been calling all day to say the same thing. “Answer it,” she told her. After a few nods and disgruntled arguments, Julia dropped the phone. “They’re saying they’ll take the house,” Julia said, flopping next to her mother on the couch. Mia straightened and stomped
Mia scowled and got up speedily from the floor before walking up to her daughter and snatching the phone from her. “So you finally decided to call, you bastard!” She yelled into the phone. “Mom, I…” Jonah stuttered. “What do you want now! I wish I could see you right now. I would have killed you with my bare hands. You’ve ruined us, you beast! Now no one will talk to us not to talk of helping us out. Everyone avoids us like the plague because of your insensible actions,” she kept yelling as veins appeared on her forehead and the base of her neck. “Mom, I’m sorry,” he said, his voice breaking. “I never meant for her to find out. Or for any of this to go public. I never wanted you to suffer.” “All I’ve done ever since you grew up to be something is suffer,” she lamented, clicking her tongue. “You never thought to tell me on time so I could clean up this mess? You never bothered to tell me about the conversation you had with your uncle or even the fact that he had recorded it. I wou
“Good morning angel,” Charlotte greeted her husband that morning with a kiss on the forehead. Xavier opened his eyes slowly and smiled once he noticed her. She was holding a tray of sweet smelling food in her hands and was preparing the table beside them to place it there. “Shouldn’t that be my line?” He asked jokingly, rubbing his eyes and sitting up. “It’ll be your line next time you wake me up with food,” she answered. Charlotte left the food on the bedside table and lay down on his chest, looking up at him. “Has anyone told you how handsome you look when you sleep?” Xavier put his hands in her hair as he smiled down at his wife and yawned. “Yes, but only now do I believe it,” he said. Charlotte blushed but rolled her eyes to conceal it. “Don’t be cheesy.” She tried to get up from him to serve the food, but he held her back. “Where are you going?” He asked. “To serve the food. It’s not breakfast in the bed if we don’t actually eat,” she chuckled and dramatically held her n