“Pearl hand me my phone.” I request my son who is so busy playing a game in my phone.“Nope I won’t until you say please.”“Why should I say please and it’s my phone?”He shrugs as he continues playing on the phone. “You always say that we should be polite while asking for something and always say, please, thank you, sorry and excuse me, whenever it needs to be said.” He is using my words against me.“Pearl, may you hand me my phone please.” I say with all the sarcasm I can gather.“Sorry mom I’m using it and it’s about to go off.”“Hand me over am giving it back right now.”“Nope, that was not the deal, you said that I hand you over the remote so that you can watch your show while I play with your phone. A deal is a deal momma and you must keep it.” Someone help me kill this kid.“Aargh fine.”“Oooh and Miles texted a while before saying he is coming over.”“How long ago is that while ago?”“When you just handed me the phone.” he says and continues playing.“You are the worst Pearl.”

"Well that's just a pity for them, because that's their only legal company that was just about to make it" Ken says with a sighAfter telling her that Tristan is alive, she drove herself to my house and begun telling me how am so selfish, shutting myself from her and everyone else, that's true though, but an earful later here we are. "I know but we have to do that , we can't let them have anything""Yeah , so that they may lack money to help them cover up their unjust staff.""First we need to make sure the dad goes to prison for life, that will help reduce some of his allies. ""What crime should we go with this time?""Remember when he was accused of sexual assault in one of his brothels and he was just declared innocent?""Which we all know he wasn't, ""Ken , I found something on the judge that ruled that verdict, we need to go and pay him a visit now...""I missed this,"she beams as she starts jumping up and down "lemme just grab..."She is interrupted by a voice that sends chi

Miles POVWith everything going on , I have not been having a good night sleep. What worries me the most is that Tristan may succeed in hurting my family. If he managed to stay hidden all these time it means he is capable of anything bigger . To my knowledge, he is nearer than we thought. He is trying to legalize their family business not his brother. It seems like he has been the brain behind it the whole time. So far he has not sent Amanda or her family any message which is worrying me. His silence is so alarming. It seems like he is almost succeeding in legalizing the family business, but it's my responsibility to see that it may not happen. I can't have them operate their dirty money in this city . So far we have succeeded in sending in some minor cases to them to prevent them from doing anything. We just had some of the workers file a complain about being paid peanuts and working more hours . We made others file a complain on the ethics of the work place . So as for now they h

Unknown POVI have been observing the for more than three months now but I never acted . However today , I acted . I always thought with all their protectiveness and fame , my plan would have never succeeded.My plan at first was just to scare them but now I know they are terrified. The first thing I did was divert their attention towards something else , Tristan. I have known for a while that he is alive . According to how he was living I'd like to say he did not want to be found.When Tristan was presumed 'dead' I knew that was too hard to believe because the one I knew could not have just died that way . Two years later I came to find out that he is now living in South Africa and he was now a school teacher. That's so not like him, he had a girlfriend and an eight months old daughter. Bringing him back was so hard but I had to blackmail him so that he came. I had to use his daughter as a leverage for him to help me I guess his near death experience really changes him because the

UNKNOWN POV The first time I saw Amanda was about seven years ago, she was still so young. Her face lit up whenever she talked about anything. She had that beautiful innocent face; you know the dimples and all with minimal make up on. She was in her internship in the same company that I had been working for by then. I did not have the courage to talk to her because she was so confident, and she looked like she could not even go for a guy like me. By the time I had mastered the courage to ask her out, Tristan had already asked her out. I blamed him for that because he knew I liked her from the start, but he liked her too. For years I saw them happy, and it was painful for me to watch her happy with someone else. I always pretended to be happy for them but deep down I was heartbroken. In the next few years of their lives, I saw them happy, and they were so cheesy for my taste. Tristan knew all of this, but he still treated her badly, he still cheated and was so abusive to her after sh