On her way to work, Melissa got a call. Holding the phone in her hand, she looked at the face wondering when he added his number and picture in her phone. "Hello." As she answered her lips curved up involuntarily as his deep voice came from the other side. "Did you get home safe?" Listening to his concerned voice, she imagined him sitting behind his desk gazing out the window looking all handsome as always. "Yes, we got home safe but I'm heading to the office." Answering Mark, she shook her head pushing away the distractive thoughts. Though he asked her to take some time off and take care of their son, she disagreed needing to get back to work to complete her project. She had spent a week from work and he had been so supportive sticking with her every step but now she had to get her head back in the game. They had to complete all the furnishings on time since the deadline was near, and it being her first project, she wanted to see it through. Needing to show her colleagues that
"What do I do?" Melissa stood at the closed doors worried she would get caught.Leaving Steven's home, Diana got one of their driver to drop Melissa off instructing him to take her straight to her house. "Miss, your address." "Just drop me off at the bus station." "No, I can't do that. Please give me your address." With the driver's insistence, Melissa had no choice but to give him one of her coworker's addresses. She had been in the apartment once when Nancy had invited her and Jenifer to check out her new place. It being an executive area, to access any of the apartments you had to use a key or call the person you were visiting to open the gate. Though Nancy would never mind playing along, the night had fallen and Melissa didn't want to walk into her apartment unannounced. With the driver seated in the car watching, waiting for her to get in, she rummaged through her bag wondering what to do. She had waved him off hoping he would leave, but he sat there with a keen eye on
On her way out, Betty stopped to look at the father and son. Observing how playful Mark was with Tommy, tickling and making him laugh, Betty couldn't help but think of her son. He would be old enough to have a family of his own if he was still alive. Thinking about it brought a frown to her face. As Betty stepped out, Melissa noted how distressed she was. Her aunt never talked about her husband and son, but Melissa knew how much she missed them. To some extent, she understood the pain her aunt had gone through since she felt it when her parents died. 'Maybe this is the right time to help her come to terms with whatever happened in the past. Help her move on.' Melissa thought to herself looking at the closed door. Since her aunt had never gotten a chance to say goodbye to her husband and son, Melissa planned to check all the cemeteries in the city to find out where they were buried. That way her aunt could say her goodbyes. Get closure and maybe start a new life. It was the lea
"Hello, godmother." As promised Melissa took her son to the Steven mansion. "Oh, Melissa you're here. Is this my grandson?" Diana's mother hugged Melissa, then turned to the little boy beside her. "Yes, this is Tommy." "Hello, grandma." Hearing Tommy call her grandmother brought tears to her eyes. "Oh, such an obedient child. Thank you for bringing him to visit. Let's go to the garden I have a surprise for you." They followed her closely as she directed them to the backyard. Though it was on a weekend none of her family members were around. Which was what Melissa needed, but she felt sad for her godmother. It was quite lonely for her to just stay all by herself. Despite having the maids around, Melissa knew how hard it was for her as her husband and Diana handled all the businesses while her other daughter was in college most of the time. "This is nice godmother, but you didn't have to buy him anything." Melissa smiled looking at the blue car her godmother gave to Tommy. "He
With that realization, Melissa stayed by her godmother's side as she taught her to prepare some dishes with the hope of talking to Jessica. With Jessica's remarks and her attitude, Melissa suspected she had information that could take her a step closer to the evidence she needed. Once the food was ready they sat at the dining table to eat but Jessica didn't join them. She asked for her lunch to be brought to her room and her mother didn't question it. Leaving Melissa with a question of how safe it was to bring her son along....... "What the hell?" Sitting in her office, Diana bellowed as she scrutinized the information she had ordered her men to find about Melissa. When the kidnapping didn't go through as planned, she hired more men to retrieve the boy from the hospital but the security was tightened. No unauthorized personnel would not get near the boy's room. A day later the boy was transferred to the biggest hospital in the city ruining her plan to keep Melissa in the pro
Despite spending more time than she intended to with her godmother, Melissa got no other information other than the one she got in the office. On her way home with Tommy sleeping from exhaustion, she checked the information she found in the office. Most of which were just normal company transactions apart from the documents he had sent his driver to get. It had detailed information of their next shipment. 'Why would they want me to see this?' She wondered thinking back to what Jessica had told her. Shaking her head not letting herself dig so much into her doubts about her godmother, she tacked the phone back into her bag. Everything was clearly written down giving her a good chance for the police to look into what they were transporting but she decided not to inform anyone about it. Though Mark was willing to help, she had to get the correct facts first. Understand their company operations and get evidence that would without a doubt take Mr. Steven down. All she wanted was j
Though she hated the anxious feeling that rose in the pit of her stomach every time Mark was around, she had to work with him. Not only in her investigation but with raising Tommy. And with the promise of marriage, she had to find a way to bury whatever she was starting to feel for him. There's wouldn't be a marriage for love and she didn't want to fall in love.Taking hid of the advice her aunt gave, Melissa walked to Tommy's room where Mark was reading him a story. Before Mark always went straight to his office after work but since Tommy came he spent most of his free time playing with him. Standing outside the door, she smiled listening to her son's giggles envying how happy they were. "Can I join?" Pocking her head inside the room she asked with a half smile. "Yes come." Smiling back, he tapped the bed beside him inviting her to sit. "Mum, will you sing me a song once dad is done reading the story?" Tommy asked as he sat on his mother's lap bringing her closer to Mark. "
On the way to the hotel, Mark busied himself with his office work as Melissa sat quietly beside him. Acting like she didn't exist, he discussed his work schedule with his assistant as he went through the documents he had to sign. Her gaze trailed to the colorful buildings they passed getting to the heart of the city, she wondered why he brought her along. He was not as playful as he was in Tommy's room. With his straight face screaming don't get any closer, one could hardly believe he was the same person. Glancing at him, she thought of starting a conversation but thought against it opting to alight. "Drop me off at the intersection. I will take a taxi to the hotel." Avoiding being seen arriving in his limousine, she requested. As the driver slowed down, he caught his boss's gaze through the rearview mirror. "Keep driving." Mark instructed his attention still on his work. "Hey, stop." Melissa shouted as the vehicle neared the highway, but they didn't stop. Biting her bottom