LOGINVictoria. My conversation with Tilda and Sage didn’t go well. Neither of them were in support of my decision but I know why I did it, it's all for Kai. I released a sigh, reversing my car toward my house. Derek took a day off; he had an emergency at home, so I had to drive myself today. Almost closer to the gate, a car suddenly appeared out of nowhere. I immediately pressed the brake, the speed of halting the car, yanking my head back at the car seat with force. Thank goodness that I had my seat belt on. I let out a sigh of relief, only to look up and see that the car was now in front of mine, blocking any path that I would use to enter my compound. I frowned. I doubt it's kidnappers. Which kidnappers would dare with surveillance cameras in this area. My mind was urging me to call someone, maybe an emergency number but before my hand could grab my phone from the car pot hole, the door to the other car was pushed open, and to my surprise, Harper stepped down. Oh….interestin
She gave us thirty minutes. Thirty minutes to pack out just like that. After several pleading with Mr. Bertram with no result, I had to hurry out to Winston's house. After all, he's just a tool. My mom has been blowing my phone non-stop, wanting to know what's happening. I know that she had sensed that something was wrong. Madam Calantha would not just wake up and push us out of the house, she thought without knowing that…that woman is a devil in disguise. Immediately I reached her house, I hurried out and strode inside. And there she was, leg crossed over the other with a glass of red wine in her left hand and a newspaper in the other hand. I swallowed and stepped in further. I cleared my throat and that seemed to draw her attention. Her eyes perked out from the newspaper in her grip and gazed at me. Her side brow shoots up.“Have you handed the keys over to Mr. Bertram?" That was the first question that came out of her mouth. My face grimaced in rage. “Why are you suddenly
Harper Since last night I had locked myself in the door, inside my room sobbing hard. Immediately after Logan left last night, I had to leave Madam Calantha’s mansion. What's the point of staying there? My heart was heavy. Filled up with pain, shock, and hurt. My mother had been knocking on my door nonstop but I had refused to open the door. What am I going to tell her? That the reason I had lived and endured till this day has been yanked off from my grip just like that. I never intended to get pregnant for Logan at the beginning, but after hearing about the inheritance I had desired for it. My plan was to be the madam of Winston but now, it seems futile. Now, I am not pregnant. And now that Logan has come to realize that he now has a son, more reason to get attached to Victoria, he won’t bat an eye at me and talk more about touching me. I cried hard. My heart heaves up and down in pain. I wasted tears running after something that wasn’t there. What happens when six months
Madam Calantha’s eyes were wide in shock and disbelief. “And you never cared to tell me for the past years now? How many years now, Logan?!!" She yelled, her face coloring back in rage. Mirroring the same look on her face, I shot back. “Oh, don't give me that look like you cared about her. You never cared so what's with the expression? Remember, you threw a party the day she left!” “We are talking about a child here! A bloodline from the Winstons, be sensible!" She thundered, her eyes shooting me a sharp glare. “I looked for her," My voice was a bit calm again. “I searched every damn fucking country for her. I couldn't tell you because you were on my neck to get married to Harper and besides not like you ever liked her,”"Not when you know that we have wanted a child from her for years, Logan!” She groaned in frustration and pulled on her hair before rubbing her face. Sighs leave her parted lips. "After a while, I gave up but she suddenly showed up again. I approached her, an
LoganMadam Calantha sent me a sudden message with the tag *URGENT!* so I had no choice but to rush out, leaving Oakland. Driving, heading straight in the direction of Winston’s Mansion, my mind kept drifting back to Kai’s voice. “Miss Margaret,"That's what he called him and from the tone of his voice he sounds excited to see her which means they got along pretty well but that was not my concern, she was the fucking woman….the exact woman that I had seen that day peeping creepily at me through the open window.But her eye color, there was something about it like it was my exact eye color.This was the first time I had seen someone with that exact eye color. None of my parents possess it, not either Dominick or Madam Calantha.I have other features like Dominick except the eye color. Since I didn’t get it from him, I thought it would be from my mother, but Madam Calantha has deep emerald green eyes, while I have red-violet eyes, just like that old woman. I looked nothing like Mada
Madam Calantha. I was sitting with Harper, watching her as she munched on the berries and cottage cheese I had prepared for her by my servants. Finally, I was close to getting what I had always wanted… the properties. Driven by heart-filled joy, I instantly dialed Mr. Gavin's phone number. I told him some days ago that we would soon reclaim the properties. My plan was since Dominick stated that the mother of the child would be Logan’s bride, I have planned everything…. Marriage won’t be a barrier. If the date for delivery gets close, like two months, I would throw a lavish wedding for her and Logan whether he accepts or not. Whether he's present or not, that's not an issue, I can have someone stand in for him. Mr. Gavin picks up at the third ring. “Hello." “Good afternoon, madam Calantha," he replied. His tone was professional and firm. I cleared my throat, a smile lingering at the bottom of my lips as my gaze settled on Harper’s stomach. “I called to know the state of th







