Mag-log inUgh, this Jackson really is a piece of work, isn't he? He really has the guts to make Olivia feel like the villain. Our girl is holding up on her own for now, but would she be able to for long? Read on to find out. Let me know what you thought of the chapter in the comments. And maybe leave a review on the main page if you have the time? <3 <3 <3
____... o o o O L I V I A o o o .”Oh wow, I take it that Jackson was not very welcoming of that wish?” Sarah was chewing on a banana… very slowly, her eyes drilling into mine as if she was trying to dig out some ancient secret. I shrugged, “It’s not like I expected any other reaction from him.” “So it was a blunt no from his side, huh?” She snorted. I gave her a look. I did not appreciate her sarcasm. Not that I had any right to. She had taken a knife to her abdomen to save my daughter. Sarah had been everything more to me than I had ever been to her, though when I had extended my gratitude, she swatted me off, saying this was not a competition. “Why do I feel like you are on his side?” I asked her. Now, it was her turn to mirror the flat face I had thrown at her. “Please, heaven is witness that I have also hated him more than you ever could. I am on your side, which is exactly why I think you are making a grave mistake.” “No, you don’t unders
____...○ ○ ○ J A C K S O N ○ ○ ○.There was something different about Olivia. I couldn't complain or pinpoint what it was. She was refusing to speak about what had happened these months, but it was clear that it would not be some joyous experience. Her eyes sparkled brighter every time she looked at our daughter. That was a given. She had reunited with our Monkey after so many days. Of course, she was thrilled to see her. It was the wariness she looked at me with that hurt my heart. I did not know what Thomas Abrams had filled her mind with. Did she think that I was in on it? I wished she would talk to me so that I could fix everything.I had nothing else to look forward to in life than her and our life together with our daughter. I wanted us to be able to move on from this. ...She was not just different. There was something very wrong. It was just a doubt in the beginning but I was sure of it now because I had received a text from Sarah saying the same. E
_____...○ ○ ○ O L I V I A ○ ○ ○Jackson couldn't know. He could not know that I had lost my memory. It was clear that he was planning something big. He had Kelsey wrapped around his finger, and by the way he was pretending to be the bestest human on the planet, it was clear that pre-amnesic me also was under his spell. How he managed to do that to me, despite me being completely aware of his cruelty, was beyond me.But now it was my turn. I was not going to tell him about the memory loss. I was going to pretend to dance to his tunes, and I was going to get to the bottom of whatever he was plotting against me.It was hard. It was going to be hard, because Kelsey seemed to be really in love with the idea of a father figure that Jackson was putting up the act as. But I needed to do this to save her and myself from the misery of being stuck with this man.Jackson pretended to be the greatest gentleman as he opened the hospital door for me. I walked in to find Kelsey on the floor
_____...○ ○ ○ J A C K S O N ○ ○ ○.I groaned at her choice of words. "And what on earth made you come to that conclusion? Is it because I did not find you soon enough?" She was mad. She looked like she wanted to kill me. But she was alive. What else could ever matter more to me at this point?I turned and walked to our car, not putting her down no matter how much she wriggled. At this point, I did not care about consent or autonomy. I needed my girls safe. And the safest they could be was in my arms. Kelsey was with Sarah and William. And they were surrounded by the best security money could buy. We had to fly back there as soon as possible. Thomas could have Lilith Corp. or whatever else I owned if he wanted. I did not care. I knew that I should fight for my mother. That I should not let a criminal take away everything that I worked so hard to build. But no. After all of this bullshit, I could not care less about money or anything else. My wife and my child were all that
_____...○ ○ ○ O L I V I A ○ ○ ○."You don't understand!" I screamed. I did not want to scream. This was not like me. But these people were being extremely unreasonable. The bandages were off. There was not one scar on my body, thanks to all the cosmetic surgeries they claimed they had performed on me. I was alive. I was well. I would deem myself fit to go home to my little girl. "Ms. Smith, you need to calm down." "I will calm down after I see my daughter!" I yelled, fighting against the restraints. "Where is she? WHERE IS SHE? What are you all hiding from me? What happened to her?" I broke into sobs as fear enveloped me. "Is she okay? Is she safe? Tell me she is safe!" "She is okay." I stopped immediately at the voice of my father. "Dad? DAD! Where is Monkey? Dad, where are you?" "Honey, listen to me carefully. I cannot be there right now, but I promise you Kelsey is okay. For now." My heart dropped to my stomach. "What do you mean 'for now'? Dad, where is s
_______...○ ○ ○ J A C K S O N ○ ○ ○."This is stupid," William said as we waited in the car. "What if this is all a lie? You know how advanced AI has become these days. That could be an artificially generated video. It doesn't even look like her, and not to mention that she has all these plasters and bandages that her face is barely recognizable."I don't know. I need to take a chance," I told him. "I do not care about a little corpse anymore. If there is even 0.0001% of Olivia coming back, then I am willing to take that chance and bet my everything on it.""Reign, I know what you are doing, and I understand how you are feeling right now, but let's be real, this is Thomas Abrams we are talking about, he's a total piece of shit, and he literally kidnapped your daughter, his own granddaughter, for whom he has no real affection, so that he can have everything that is yours and hers. I don't know to what extent he would go."I shook my head. I knew that my best friend had a
______________ . . .~ ~ ~ O L I V I A ~ ~ ~ .I followed Jackson to the front door but stopped when I realized he was going to step out."It's freezing out there." I said."We are not going to spend too much time in the cold." He assured me and held his hand out.I stared at his hand for a mom
_____________...~ ~ ~ O L I V I A ~ ~ ~."You still do this?" Jackson laughed as he wrapped his arms around my waist from the back, making me jump.I still was not comfortable with this but Jackson seemed oblivious to the tension as he fell right back into his old ways. The man's love language
_____...○ ○ ○ J A C K S O N ○ ○ ○.This is him,” Drew said, pointing at the small office tucked into the second floor of a very shabby looking building.“Hm,” I muttered. “He’s not going to get many clients with a setup like this.”Harry nodded in agreement.Drew shrugged. “You rich peo
_____...○ ○ ○ J A C K S O N ○ ○ ○.“She did what?” William was on his feet. I nodded, my own breath feeling heavy in my chest. “Sarah rushed her to the hospital and there she found out that she was pregnant.” “No wonder Hopkins hates you.” He muttered as he sat back on his chair and I nod







