Why is mom acting like this? She knows that I have never met the ice queen or should I say the cold CEO Dee.
I shake my head and push my chair back away from the table. The loud scraping noise of the chair on the hard floor has me cringing, but I don’t care. I’m going to put an end to this nonsense once and for all.
While still wondering what kind of prank my mother is pulling on me, I stride towards the living room. When I get close to the living room entrance, I huff and call out, “Mom. Why do I…”
My feet instantly stop and seem to be frozen to the floor, while my mouth falls slightly open and my eyes lock on my precious Deloris. However, she looks more like a caged wild animal trying to find a way out of here than my sweet princess.
The corners of lips try to curl up and into a smile. However, my mind is still trying to process what is going on.
As I
This is just the kind of luck I need. I’ll have to thank Rose later for helping me out.As soon as Dee leaves the office, I send Max and Trevor a message to come see me. The two walk into my makeshift office just as I’m pulling open the files. Before I can say anything, Max tentatively asks, “Is it safe to discuss this right now? Aren’t we running the risk that Dee will walk in?”A chuckle rolls off my lips as I shake my head. “No. She has gone out on an assignment, and she probably won’t be back for some time. So, it is safe right now. However, we can’t waste any time. We need to talk about what has been found and what our next move is.” I continue to pull open the files on my computer. “Hopefully, you have some good news for me.”Max and Trevor quickly take their seats in front of the table.Max nods. &ldq
I can’t believe what I’m seeing.I continue to stare at the latest edition of the Glassbrook’s Time paper. However, as my eyes scan the article once more, I still read the same thing.Not once in my interview with Shane did I relay the number of attackers there that day. Nor did I say anything about someone pulling another guy from the incident.None of those facts have ever crossed my lips, but they are in Shane’s article.My gut sinks as a surge of anger shoots through my veins. There is only one potential way that he got this information, and it isn’t from me. No. He knows because he was there that day.Not only does this confirm the fact that Shane was there the day of the attack, but it also confirms that the pictures sent to his phone are of him. I can bet my life that he is the guy dragging the other man away, which is my only positive thing about
Shit.I sit in my chair and blankly stare at the wall in front of me. I still can’t believe Shane’s article gave me away. Well, my extremely smart niece can connect the dots quickly, which is one reason she is so good at her job.I still can’t believe that I have caved to her, however, I know that look. It is the same look that her father has. Everyone has learned to give in right away because he isn’t budging. He has made his mind up and that is final.It didn’t take long, and I had Max and Trevor in her office providing a full detailed report of everything that we have hidden from her. We also informed her that the Queen doesn’t know about how close Shane is to the actual attackers, which luckily, she agreed with.Besides Dee, we also had to deal with Page and her anger, too. Fortunately, after we revealed everything, the two girls are now satisfied, bu
I don’t like this one bit.I know I let my feelings get to me when Uncle Charles and my mom were talking about this meeting, which can’t be moved, but I couldn’t help it. Things are not going my way. Plus, I have been avoiding Shane’s calls and messages, which are wearing on me.I stand at the foot of the hospital bed and glance down at my father. The weight of the world presses hard against my shoulders.I thought it is supposed to be easier for the hidden heir, but this doesn’t feel easier.The steady beeping of the machines and monitors surrounding my father drill into my mind the reality of everything. No matter how I want it to all go away, I can’t deny the reality of the situation.Buzz.Still standing like a statue, I don’t even look at my phone. I know already who it is, and I don’t want to talk to him right now. His pres
Dee’s voice cracks, and for the first time in her life, it sounds so vulnerable as she barely squeaks out, “H.Hello.” I instantly sit up straight in my chair. Something isn’t right. My heart races as I try to calmly ask, “Dee, what is wrong? Where are you?” “Uhm…” Her voice, once again, cracks as my heart twists and aches. Before she can answer, someone in the background shouts, “Get the Queen here now! I know that she just left, but we need her back. The King is already in the operating room.” I don’t wait for anything else, I blurt out, “Don’t worry. I’m coming and I’ll get the Queen there soon. Just hold on.” I don’t know what has happened, but I have enough information to know that whatever has happened isn’t good. I bolt up and out of my chair. Within seconds, I’m running through the halls of the building. I don’t even realize that Max is next to me un
I pace back and forth at the foot of the hospital bed. I haven’t left the room since the doctors wheeled my father away earlier. Fortunately, he is back now, but with a fresh set of stitches and more bandages under his shirt. In addition, the doctor thinks he has got the King stable again. I shoot a glare across the room at Brandon, who is sitting on the couch, and I shake my head. I still can’t believe he told Katherine about my hidden identity. She is my prime suspect for this attack. Plus, she hates me so much that she actually tried to frame me for deleting my brother’s schedule off the network. Brandon doesn’t back down, though. He shakes his head back at me while he lightly pats Katherine’s leg beside him. I have to admit that Katherine’s normal hatred has disappeared. Instead of sneers and glares, she keeps looking at me with confusion and even maybe a little awe. I’m not r
I tap the keys on my keyboard harder than usual while my upper lip keeps curls upwards into a snarl. Even though I don’t want to give up on Katherine as the possible mastermind for these attacks, both Uncle Charles and the Queen have demanded that I look at someone else. Katherine and Brandon have also provided enough proof, showing her innocence, but I still don’t want to give it up. I was so sure of her guilt. However, Katherine’s total transformation with how she treats me has helped to ease my anger. I have to admit that it is nice not to have to wonder what insult she will throw at me next. However, that doesn’t ease my mind regarding the attacks and who is behind it. It only has me guessing who else it could be. I take a deep breath and begin running through my options and who has access to all the parts of the castle. I’m hoping that the new cameras we put up recently will give us some add
I look down on at my phone as I end another phone call to my girlfriend, which once again goes unanswered again. Why won’t she pick up her phone or reply to my messages? I still don’t understand what I’ve done wrong. With my phone still in my hand, I let my hand drop to my side as I look out across the city landscape. The air lightly blowing past me, ruffling my hair as storm clouds dot the horizon. I have another story to write, but I can’t get my mind to think straight. For the first time since taking my job at The Glassbrook Times, I have asked for someone else to take the story and for a few days off. The building storm in the distance is almost a perfect metaphor for my life right now. I’m standing off in the distance watching the clouds build and expand, while I’m helpless to do anything or to protect anyone in the path. I take a deep breath as my mind continues to wonder what could be happening