Se connecterStealing Things ELENA went to work the next day with a fresh smile on her face for the first time in a really long while. It seemed like most of her problems had already been half solved."Hello Martha... Hi Clinton..." She waved at them as she skipped towards her office.She didn't care about the hushed whispers that her colleague spoke in. She was looking forward to the next day... The first hearing for their divorce case. She was so sure that she would win, and she would be compensated for all her losses in the horrible marriage with him.Just as she was settling down behind her desk, Clinton strolled in calmly."I see you're in a good mood." He began slowly as he took a seat across herElena only raised a brow before speaking. "I am... Is there any problem? Do you have some files that need working on?"Clinton stared at her as if he wanted her to be uncomfortable with it, but Elena matched his stare, and he got uncomfortable instead. He shifted in his seat slightly before clearin
A Can Of Worms."YOU can't trust her, Eamon. Vera knows she's been talking to you. Marcus knows that too." Elena tried to warn him as he pulled away from her and began walking towards the door in hurried but measured steps.Elena stood there feeling vulnerable, like she had just opened a part of her that she had kept hidden for a really long time. She watched his back disappear from the corner of the door, and she rushed after him."Eamon! Are you really listening to me?" She called out again, trying to reach him... To get him to listen to her."Elena, I have to talk to her, and you can join us too. I called her over."That made her stop in her tracks. "You... called her over? Why? When you know that—""Vera knows she's my spy, yes. But it is deeper than that." He took a step back and held her hand. "I want you to ask her all the questions you want to ask me. Hear from her first before you hear from me. You'll see the web of lies that Vera has been trying to spin in your head. To dist
EAMON had not said a word since Elena asked the question. And she just sat there, legs crossed, staring at him with an expression he'd never seen on her face before."Look... Whatever Vera is saying to you... Trying to trick you with something... You have to see past that BS."This was the first time she saw Eamon stuttering, and it did nothing to lessen her worries. It was like Eamon was always hiding something from her, and every time she spoke about it, they would agree that he wouldn't hide things from her again. But he still did. He still continued.Elena shook her head and stood up to leave. "I've called some home designers to clean up my house. In a week's time, Evan and I will be out of your hair." She met his eyes, her lips pressed in a thin line, before she began to walk out.Eamon was in front of her before she could even blink, no doubt using one of his gifts in speed. She still couldn't quite understand what his curse was all about because he barely used them while he wa
Lose Control.TIARA could barely hold her disgust for this man as the words came out of his mouth."The judge's main view is that you didn't contribute at all to the household... Financially. Elena has been able to prove that even before you lost your job, you never spent a single dime on how the household was run. She covered for you then and lied to the neighbours that you were a provider in every sense of it. There are invoices, Mr. Brooks." Coker spoke calmly. "That will refute the claim of you ever loving her."Marcus paused. "But... we could say I did try. But she never let me. It was either one argument or another. Maybe she was waiting for this to happen so she could show it in court... That will work, right?"He looked between both of them, but neither answered. Instead, they went back to ignoring him while Coker talked Tiara through what she should expect through the cross examination. Marcus gave up on interrupting them because neither of them batted an eye towards him. Whe
Prepping For Cross-examination.MARCUS was pacing up and down his office as usual with Rachel Coker sitting across from him and watching quietly."That can't be all, you know..." He was balling his fist and smashing it into an open palm. "I know what Vera is doing, and I need her to continue too. I also want to join in the fun, you know. I want to see this all unravel. I want her to...""I don't quite get what you are saying, Mr. Brooks. Am I missing something?" Coker cocked her head to the side in confusion, folding her hands across her lap.Marcus stopped in his pacing and stared at her for a full minute before realising that she hadn't been let on in their plans."Well... Vera made another deal with me..." He began, and then sent a wink to Coker. "But I can't tell you yet since it's a secret. But for now, we have a plan. We have to have multiple ways to make Elena look unfit before the judge, you get, right?" Coker nodded for him to continue. "We want her to appear unstable.""Unst
More To ThisELENA'S hands were shaking really bad as she parked the car at the first curb she saw. Eamon was still on the line, but she had zoned out from listening to him."Elena, are you there?" Eamon called her in a panicked voice. "Can you stay on the line? I have your location. I'll be there in a few minutes."That wasn't possible. They were literally miles apart, there was no way he could reach her that fast. But she didn't respond, instead she was trying to get herself together. Her breath was coming out in gasps... Raspy. While Eamon was still on the call, a blocked number flashed her screen and Elena found her heart skipping a beat."I'll call you back, Eamon." She whispered before ending her call with Eamon and swiping to answer the blocked number."Elena Brooks." The woman's voice came in. Cold and sharp as usual. "How did your evening go?""It was you..." Elena let out a shaky breath as she realized what was going on. "You used the maid... You played me. You made me thin







