LOGINJESSIE“The police were supposed to be guarding Lauren." Daniel nodded once and looked up from his phone. “She bribed a nurse who helped her out under the guise of going for a test. She didn't return," he explained. “She managed to slip out? Even with the police watching, I ran my finger over my face with my head hanging low. “It seems she had been communicating with Isabella. The police are already investigating the nurse, but she claims she doesn't know anything more than helping Lauren to the lab." “And she ran off? What did she promise? Freedom?" Daniel’s gaze was all I needed to know my mother had believed Isabella's words. How gullible.“What of Tiffany?” “She left with an unknown person a few hours ago from the house," he paused. “Was it a kidnapping?” I asked. “As of now, it seems she left willingly. I am pulling the security footage and trying to determine where they could have gone," he explained. His eyes were roaming as if he were trying to avoid mine. His lips w
JESSIEHumans are really fickle. The same people who had been praising her and letting her ride on their words were now hurling insults at her. “Get off the stage."“What do you take us for?”“Was it fun fooling us?”Isabella’s father was holding his chest. He was probably pretty good at acting, or the sweat on his brow and the flush on his face meant he was having a heart attack. The staff around are confused. They have no idea who to listen to, anyone at all. Everyone had their elegance thrown out the window while I sat in my chair sipping the champagne as slowly as I could.“This is a smear campaign," Isabella’s voice boomed off the walls. The hall fell silent for a while before everyone began to murmur again. I just couldn't understand why they were so pissed she had lied about getting married. The marriage didn't affect either of them in any way. I dragged my eyes from Isabella to Evelyn, who was seated frozen by her son’s side. I wasn't moving because I was curious about w
JESSIEWe stepped back into the hall. As soon as the door opened, everyone’s attention turned to us. Isabella was the star of the night, while in my case, I was being seen with the very man I was accused of cheating with. Stephen’s cheating allegations were speculations. No one actually knew the face of the said woman. "Don't let them get to you." Mateo leaned in to whisper. I looked up at him, and he smiled. The crowd were not stopping their whispering. Not any time soon, and Mateo was not helping.Isabella made her way to the stage where her father was waiting for her. He took the centre stage and began to address everyone. “The Rockefeller group was attacked by some insiders, but at the end of the day, we managed to show everyone why a long line of legacy is the best." Isabella was brimming with pride by his side as he continued to speak about legacy and their name. If only they knew that after tonight, their name would mean nothing more. “Tonight is about partnership and a
JESSIEMateo’s hand is on my waist, pulling me closer and closer. He is sending a signal through the room with that one gesture. I stayed still because my mind was still trying to wrap itself around what was going on. The reporters at the entrance were already reporting what had yet to happen.The stares of the people prickling against my skin. Everyone seemed to avoid eye contact as soon as I looked in their direction."Something is weird," I murmured to Mateo. “Ignore them," he dismissed as irrelevant. He stopped at a table, and everyone on their feet welcomed him with smiles. “This is Jessie Harrington...oops." He clamped his hand over his mouth as if I didn't see that mischievous glint in his eyes. He was not even bothering to hide it any more. "It's fine; I am still legally married to him anyway," I murmured as I lowered myself into the seat. I looked around for any familiar faces. Tina, Christopher and Stephen were nowhere to be found. I suddenly felt alone and detached. W
STEPHENI am watching from inside the house. Jessie is out on the front porch with Tina. I hate that she is in that dress. I hate the entire situation. Tina was brushing off her dress and fixing the neck. She had done it a million times. From the top floor, I could see her shaky fingers as she brushed against Jessie’s clothes and face. I have seen how hard Jessie has worked. If I shut it down now, it means I am not as supportive as I should be. I want to be supportive. I want to stand beside her, behind her and even in front of her to protect her as much as I can. I just want to trust her. She looked up at the window and caught my eye. Her lips curved into a smile, the kind that melted me at once. She waved. I hesitated, my hands still crossed over my body. She frowned and pouted slightly. I pulled away and waved back. The main gates opened, and a black limo sped through the path and stopped in front of her. Mateo stepped down. He handed her a bouquet of daisies. “Jessie doesn
JESSIE“Madam, the designer is finished with the dress."I went with Daniel to the annex of the house where the tailor we had hired to make a copy of the dress had been. I didn't care for the style of the dress because it meant less than nothing to me. We just had to make sure it was perfectly identical. The kind you can't tell apart, no matter how hard you try. Mateo’s first dress had been perfectly my size. It didn't make sense that he knew my size. After putting all of the pieces together, the puzzle finally began to make sense. I stood in front of the mirror in the off-white dress with all of the intricate beadwork and embroidery. The tailor had done such fantastic work; it was impossible to tell the two dresses apart. “Do you like it?” she asked as she made the final fitting on my body, pinning up the neck so it stayed up. “I don't need to like it," I murmured, pressing my palm against the beads on the dress. “I just need to wear it." She looked at me like I was crazy, but
JESSIE“How dare you…” “This is not the place for your petty fights.” Lauren’s voice cut through the air, stopping Allen from stroking his fragile ego. “I am only allowing you here because you are a friend of my daughter.” Lauren knew firsthand what Allen did to me, but she still allowed him her
JESSIEI forced my eyes open. I had spent all night tossing and turning, clenching and unclenching my thighs. My mind was making up scenarios about his body, and it didn't help that I had slept with him before. “Get your mind out of the gutter,” I said to myself as I looked at my frizzed hair in t
ZARATiffany’s design was perfect. The kind that made everyone gasp and stare in awe, but it was obvious that they all knew nothing about the design world. I gently fixed my eyes on Mrs Aulin. She pressed her lips into a thin line and tilted her head. Stephen had really gone all out. The designs t
JESSIE“If you refuse to give me the money, then I will make sure Mrs Moore gives me double,” she screamed over the phone before it beeped dead. “Angela,” I screamed over and over again. I yanked the phone from my ear and dialled the number again, but was met with the automated voice. I could fee







