Tristan was eager to hear the news about how things turned out between Aurelia and me.I took off the sunglasses I had on, throwing myself tiredly on the sofa.''I told you she would give in,'' I spoke casually, loosening the bun I had packed earlier on my head, ''She was proving stubborn, but I had to go tougher on her,''Tristan's eyes were filled with curiosity. They indicated his desire to know more about what "tougher" meant.I tossed my bag across the living room impatiently. I had forgotten that it was only slightly locked. It fell off the sofa I had thrown it on, and the one thing I didn't want Tristan to see fell out of it - his gun.''Valerie!'' he yelled out in surprise, seeing his weapon falling out of my bag. I turned my face away from him, finding the strength to explain.''You took my gun along with you?'' the surprise visible in his voice was understandable. I had taken it without his notice, and I knew it was going to annoy him.But, the plan wasn't for him to find ou
The moment we pulled up in front of Dan Steward's law firm, I knew we weren't going to play. Nothing much had changed about the whole environment. The building was the same as it was twelve years ago, and it was a sucker to see it remain untouched even after being owned by a well-renowned lawyer like him.''Do you have an appointment with him, Ma'am?'' the tiny girl at the front desk asked me, preventing me from moving further into the office to meet him. I halted in my tracks and tilted my head backwards to give her an unwelcoming stare.''Yes, we do,'' Tristan had accompanied me just like we planned.''What's your name, ma'am?'' she inquired, and after hearing nothing, but silence from me, she raised her head up to continue, ''I'm sorry for bugging you with questions. But, it's just the procedure we need to follow,''I nodded absentmindedly, not really caring about what she was saying. My lips parted to respond, already getting impatient at waiting, ''Mr and Mrs. Kings,''Her finge
I stared with eyes widened in shock and confusion, unable to believe what he had just said.Was that a joke? A prank? A stunt? Or was he really being serious?I turned slightly to get a glimpse of Tristan, and he had the same expression as the one I had on. So, my father's will was read seven years ago? While I was still in jail? And yet, I heard absolutely nothing about it.''What do you mean by my father's will was read seven years ago?'' I asked him to confirm, unable to believe the words he was saying.Dan Stewards stared at me with eyes filled with pity, and I hated that look. I hated anyone feeling sorry or pity for me.''I'm afraid, Ivy,'' he muttered, repeating the same confession as before, ''But that is the truth,''I bated my eyelids, licked my lips nervously, and muttered something under my breath. Elena - I knew she had something to do with this. They both had something to do with this. They had tempered with my father's will.''I knew Elena planned all of this,'' I grunt
I made my way back home with a whole different mentality, trying so hard to register everything that Dan had told me. So, my father was murdered? But, not the way I had witnessed it? That was crazy!''What do we do now?'' Tristan asked me as we walked over to where our car was parked. He could see the way my shoulders were slumped in worry, and I guessed he was concerned.''I don't know,'' I responded honestly, ''I guess I'll just have to think about everything for now,'' The driver opened the passenger's door for me to get in, and once I was in, I muttered to Tristan, ''I need to see Elena,''****Only she could be responsible for the poison my father had ingested. While he was alive, I was the one taking care of his health, food, and everything that concerned him, until his last days on earth.Tristan complained that he was hungry, so we had to pull over at the nearest restaurant to get something to eat.We bumped into someone on our way into the premises. Tristan did actually. A
''I can't believe you actually hit him,'' Tristan said to me as soon as we got home. I messaged my wrist gently, feeling a little stab of pain from the force I had used to hit Darren.''I had to do something,'' I responded without remorse, tossing my handbag to the side, ''That man couldn't stop blabbering his mouth. And I certainly couldn't stand him trying to disrespect my personality,''Deep down, I knew I had reacted because of the way he had spoken to Tristan. And, I just couldn't stand it any longer. I had to step in to fight for my man. Did I just call Tristan my man? Oh no, I guess I was actually losing my mind.''I still think you overreacted,'' I couldn't believe Tristan would think that. After stepping in for him? ''Darren is usually one to run his mouth without thinking,''''Well he shouldn't have done it in front of me,'' I retorted, turning squarely to face Tristan, ''I just couldn't stand watching him hurt you with his feelings, and taking pride in the awful things he d
I got up in a rush, and dashed into the bathroom to take a shower. Standing in the shower, I kept scrubbing my body hard, hoping it would wash away the memories and intimate touches from last night.''What were you thinking, Valerie?'' I asked myself, trying to recall how I got into such a messy situation. How was I going to look Tristan in the face? What was he going to think of me? What about our friendship? How were we going to see or think of each other from now on? This was one big mistake that should never have happened. I screwed up big time.I took about an hour in the bathroom unknowingly. It wasn't planned, but I wanted to remain there so badly. I couldn't face Tristan's, neither could I imagine how he was going to look at me. Or even think of me. We both had sex even after proclaiming our friendship as a platonic one.My body was turning cold as I remained in the shower, and I was so close to freezing to death. I knew I had to get out of the shower and the bathroom. But, I
The connection and friendship between Tristan and I became awkward. But, somehow, I felt things had gone over the edge between us, and it made me nervous, cranky, and always shy around him.He insisted that it wasn't a night of mistakes, but a pleasant one. Well, I had different thoughts about it. I didn't want to throw caution to the wind while we had lots of important matters to attend to. For me, it was always going to be business, before pleasure.***I still hadn't met with Elena, except after the time at the hospital. I was dying to meet her, and avenge my father's death, which I knew she was solely responsible for.''You still haven't said anything about Khloe and Kyle,'' Tristan reminded me one morning during breakfast, making me drop my cup of coffee on the table. Emily... I had forgotten all about her.''I'm going to pay them a visit at the right time,'' I responded to him, taking a bite from my bread, ''But, for now, I need to tackle Elena and Jordan. Most especially Elen
I didn't take my eyes off her for even a second. It felt like I was enjoying the show even more than Tristan who planned the whole thing. The guests started murmuring in confusion and side talks while I kept on sipping from my wine glass. Nothing felt better than watching the embarrassing look on the face of your enemies.Tristan nudged at me, signalling at the actions of Mr. Wellington. My eyes darted to his direction, and I saw the look of embarrassment in his eyes.''I swear to God, Daddy. I have no idea on what's happening,'' that was Rebecca pleading and trying to explain herself to her dotting father. But, he was startled, and watching the intimate scenes his beloved daughter was having behind secret doors.''How could you do this, Rebecca?'' her father's voice was filled with a tone of disappointment. His whole body was shaking in embarrassment as he kept trying to explain and calm down his guests. But, they were all gossiping and chattering without giving him listening ears.I