登入BRENT'S POVIt was Joan!What the fuck is wrong with this lady? Why was she calling at this time?I quickly reached for my phone before it exposed me. Before it rang out and revealed my identity and where I was hidden between the chairs.I immediately silenced it and blackened the screen, then dropped the phone back into my pocket.I squeezed myself further between the chairs until those two strange people left.They drifted closer to Xavier's body. I could see them from afar, how they searched every part of him, checking his clothes to see if there was anything substantial, and I know that thing is the evidence Xavier had against me. They took something from his body, though I couldn't make out what it was from where I was hiding, and then they left the scene.Their distant voices floated through the air.I raised my head slightly. I caught a bit of what they were saying, and it all flashed into my ears.I couldn't see their faces because the darkness of the hall had swallowed them,
Brent's POV. The message flashed itself at me. My eyes flickered on the phone several times as I looked at the message for the umpteenth time. I breathed hard, my skin pulled tight like something was pushing to get out. I hit the excavator. The air on my body had stood up. Like my spirit was about to leave me. I stood still in the middle of the excavator, hoping that the message or whatever the excavator had for me would be something worthwhile. The excavator slid gradually downward as if it was taking forever to reach the lower floor. I didn't pick anything. I didn't go back to the office. I knew my PA would do that. I didn't want anybody to know. I checked my time. It would take me nothing less than two hours to move from the office to Camden's garden, if not more. The traffic on the road was jam-packed like a distraction. However, I pray to get a bike as fast as possible. But that idea could only raise serious eyebrows. The last thing on my mind now is pictu
Brent's POV Two days later. The Boardroom fell into silence immediately I stepped in. From floor to ceiling, tinted glass overlooked the skyline as it stretched beneath us like a kingdom carved in steel and ambition. From twenty floors below, I could see thousands of people hurried through their day, and up here, decisions were made that could alter the destiny of almost all the industries. I adjusted the cuff of my charcoal suit and headed to the head of the twelve-metre conference table. “Good morning, everyone,” I uttered with a smile on my face. The directors replied with nods and respectful smiles. Some of them were my father's mates who went to build this company with my father till death took him quickly away. And for nearly eight years, I had been in this position as the chairman of Caldwell group, a decision they first kicked against me at the beginning, before results started showing up.Today would be one of our most important meetings of the year. The giant screen
Brent's POV The siren of the Van was blaring even louder right in front of me. I had suddenly become a government official with a noisy entourage and no visible impact.But regardless, my heart felt as heavy as stones in still water.My mind couldn't let go of the revelation Dr. Gran had given me in his office.That Orlena's sudden disappearance had something shady behind it. That she wasn't the one who poisoned Eli.That he was so sure she couldn't have done it.But the painful part was the revelation about Agent Smith and Agent Fabian being dirty cops.The way Dr. Gran had spilled everything in his office without holding anything back against those two men. Like he had known them forever.Like they had wined and dined together.Why would I be so stupid as to allow people like that into my house?But I wouldn't say anything yet until I got a private investigator to look into them.My mind ran through who could help me do the job.I scrolled through my phone contacts. Then I saw som
Joan's POVHurray! She is gone. Orlena is gone for good!The words felt like a celebration rather than mere spoken words.That stupid, stubborn, classless filth. I had tried my best to get rid of her.From the gang in downtown New York that I hired for the job, to paying them and hiring an oncologist to poison that stupid boy called Eli.In a way that if Eli died, it would clear the path for Orlena to leave. Since Orlena had always wanted to leave. That plan failed too.Thank God I wasn't exposed, that would be calamitous. I had to contact those gang members to eliminate that oncologist with the loose lips. The moment they played the footage of that stupid quack doctor moving Eli from one ward to another with Orlena, I knew I was in trouble.That loose-mouthed oncologist needed to be taken out of the picture.First and foremost, I was glad it was successful.I had to close the chapter on those New York gang members.I had to close the chapter on the New York gang and get another ope
Brent's POV."He died? How? When?"The words erupted from my lips.Like a thunderstorm parting the sea, my breath shattered.My lips parted, and I couldn't close them.My knees ached and denied me the ability to stand properly.I quickly located the empty chair I had left behind. I gripped the backrest first for support before finally sitting down.It felt as though all the remaining energy within me had leaked through my pores for the doctor to see."Excuse me, Brent..." he said calmly, like someone mindful of his words. "Don't tell me you're not aware of this..."I swallowed hard, forcing down both breath and the mucus clinging to my dry throat."Actually, I shouldn't have said this..." He paused. "It's really against the ethics of our profession. She warned me not to tell anyone. She said she would handle it herself and decide how she would tell you...""Orlena told you that..." I said, my hand gripping the arm of the chair tightly."Yes. I remember that day. She said she wasn't g
BRENT'S POV.“Abnormally?!" The words parted my lips the way an axe used to part a log of wood in the forest. “Where? How come?”My voice echoed at the passageway, almost pulling the roof over our heads. My once fully erected manhood bent back between my legs. My ears perked up, half of my energ
BRENT’S POV. “I think I am disturbing you and your girl?”The world came out of Joan's lips as I saw her walk out of the bathroom in her lingerie. Her wet feet slapped against the floor. “Who is my girl?” I asked sharply. Pulling my brows together.She paused a bit allowing my question to settle
Orlena's POV “Gone?” The word parted my lips, almost tearing them apart. “To where?”“No, this is not happening. This is not going to happen. I will make everyone pay!”Brent roared in anger. His chest heaved like someone about to give up his last breath. Then he reached for his phone. “I knew it
Orlena's POV My eyes shifted across the room to the man and the two others who had entered with him.I waited, paused like a predator crouched in the grass, waiting for its prey to walk by. My brows drew together in curiosity as I studied them, trying to put all the pieces together and see if the







