Derek helped Kathleen to lay and went into the kitchen, hoping to see a clue to how she got poisoned, he called all the maids and asked who served Kathleen meal the day she was taken to the hospital, the maids stared at each other in fear, had something happened to her? Mary was the one who served her that day, "I'm the one Sir".Derek's cold gaze glanced at her and sweat beaded on her upper lips, she had no idea what was going on, she hoped she hadn't done something wrong, "what kind of food did you serve her"Her befuddled mind was responding very slowly as she gawked at Derek, sweating, she knew that even if he was a nice man, no one crosses the limit with him or he would not spare such a person, he could be charming and nice, even playful but he could also be deadly when his tail is stepped on, she had no idea what could be wrong with the food she had given Kathleen and wondered if her food was the reason she had been rushed to the hospital. "Can't you answer my questi

Derek entered the house to see Kathleen coming down from the stairs, he quickly rushed to her looking concerned, "why are you up? You should be in bed""I'm fine Derek, I'm feeling better" she glanced at him, he had told her about Geoffrey's suspicion and Mary's findings, "how did it go at the hospital?" She asked softly and his face went dark, from his expression, she knew what he had confirmed, " it's the juice, that means that maid was right, I'll have to find out right now" he turned in his heels and started walking towards Nicole's room, Kathleen following behind him, without knocking, he barged in, she was just about to apply makeup when he entered, she was all dressed and looked like she was going out, she jumped when she saw Derek and then smiled, "are you suddenly missing me?" She said just before her gaze fell on Kathleen and her eyes darkened with annoyance.In two powerful strides, Derek reached her and held her by the throat, he was so angry he couldn't contro

Since she ran away from her wedding, she hadn't heard from her mother again, she had no idea her mom had her phone number, she hadn't bothered contacting her mother also, her mom had chosen her husband over her daughter, tears welled in Kathleen's eyes when she recalled all that they both went through together, she had never known her biological father and her mother had worked tirelessly just to put food in their mouth and when Kathleen had was ten years old, she had joined her mother in hustling for their survival but unfortunately, they were just able to feed at least once in a day and couldn't afford paying rent, they slept on the street before her mother had become a dancer, that was where Donald found her and fell in love with her but he never accepted Kathleen, he took them in and gave them shelter and Kathleen had done everything to win his love and affection but not once had he looked at her with affection, he beats her at any slight mistake and her mother was just too weak

Derek heard Kathleen scream, he jerked awake and touched her side of the bed and discovered it was cold, she probably must have been gone for a while. he rushed towards the sound and gasped when he saw her at the foot of the stairs, unconscious. "No, no, no, don't even think of leaving me," he muttered as he ran down the stairs and carried her in his arms trying to wake her up, he tapped her cheek but got no response from her, "guards," he screamed, and some guards came running at his sound, from the look on their face they had been asleep, "how could you sleep why on duty?""What's going on here?" Marcella's voice got to his ears and she gasped when she saw Kathleen, "oh no, is she dead?" She whispered covering her mouth with her hands and Derek shot her a deadly glare before turning back to Kathleen.Derek watched her face, it was very pale and her hands were extremely cold, she was losing a lot of blood, she had a side cut on her head and also swelling at the back of

Derek charged up to the stairs to Marcella's room with Kathleen right behind him, he heard a grunt and noticed that the noise actually came from his father's room and not Marcella's, he entered through the connecting door into his father's room and his eyes bulged at the sight before him, Kathleen gasped.His father was holding Marcella by the neck, Derek quickly ran to him to remove his hold, his father's eyes was glazed and in frenzy, with much effort, he succeeded in removing his father's grip, his dad fell on the bed with a thud and his breath evened out immediately.Marcella was coughing, her face red, she stirred at the now sleeping form of her husband, "you asshole wanted to have me killed" she rasped.Derek was confused as he stared at his dad's sleeping form, it was obvious that he didn't do it with a clear eye, one moment, his grip had been so firm on Marcella that he had a tough time in trying to remove it from Marcella and in the next minute, he was dozing