Kingston’s POV Evading the journalist was the easiest thing for me. I made sure they couldn’t get a facial picture of Luisa or Chris. They were more than satisfied with our back pictures as if it was the most pleasant picture, they could get hold of. I know it was their job but it was so late at night, yet they were staking outside an innocent woman’s house just to fire her with questions. They have learnt to respect themselves to a level in my presence. I don’t respond to any of their questions. Never. If I needed to pass on information to them, I would request a private interview. They need to learn how to respect people’s privacy to a level. I would make sure none of the pictures surfaces online, even those of the back pictures. Jimmy smiled at Luisa the moment she gets in the car. Chris was asleep on her lap, and I collected him to make her feel comfortable. “How are you holding up?” He asked her. She smiled. She gave him a genuine smile that she had never given me before

Kingston’s POVWhen I received the first DNA test, I was in denial. There was no way Nelly could have been my daughter. I only did the DNA to humour Clarissa; I did not want her to come up with any excuses in the future. I trusted my doctor and believed it might have been a mistake. So, I asked him to perform another DNA which also came back positive. There was no way I would allow a child of mine to live far from me, so I decided to give her a room and permission to visit whenever she wanted. But the closer I got to her, the more convinced I was that she was not my daughter.Clarissa found an opportunity to visit every time I was around. I left her just because of Nelly. I mostly ignored her, but she was always bringing up new topics like, “Nelly won a quiz competition in school.” Or “Nelly’s teacher said she is one of the best students in her class. She is just like you.” I knew what she was trying to do; she was trying to make Nelly look like a perfect child to me, and fo

KINGSTON’S POVI had found out everything I wanted to know about the bastard – his name was Derek Wilson. He was a lawyer; a famous one that had won a lot of cases and hardly loses cases, twenty-seven, never married and had few criminal records. I didn’t go deep into his records because lawyers could have those when they get too dedicated and loyal to their clients. I also believed that everyone had a way of dealing with getting their work done. Involving in some criminal activities might have been his. As a businessman, I don’t fault the process as long as the end result is yielding. I also knew most of his activities these days because I had put a tail on him; I knew he had met with Luisa just thrice including when he visited her in my mansion. I didn’t ask Luisa about him because I was learning to trust her. If she wanted me to know anything about him, she would tell me all about it. The strange thing was, he was closer to Clarissa than Luisa. Seth had sent me pictures of h

The look on Luisa’s face was something I could get used to. Her mouth was left open, and she gazed at everything like she was seeing it for the first time. She had opened her mouth twice to speak to me, only for her to close it back in astonishment. She ran up the stairs, then back down. Then, she moved around touching things, then she was back at my side. I smiled. The way she acted brought a sincere smile to my face, and I was glad that I postponed all of my meetings for this date.“Are you serious right now?” She asked.I had no idea what she was talking about, so I asked. “About?” She twirled, “Why is no one in the mall?” She stopped to give me a fake angry gaze, “Are you going all cliché on me right now? Renting the mall all to yourself just because you are a billionaire.”I laughed this time; it was loud and I felt the vibrations in my chest, “Princess, I did not rent the mall. I own it.”Her eyes got wider, “You own the mall too. You own this particular mall.”I nodd

Luisa’s POV“Why did you do that?” Jenny whispered yell. “How can you advise him to allow her to move to the mansion?”Two days after the date, Clarissa moved into the mansion with her daughter. She had tried her best to move right beside Kingston’s room but he had insisted she move to the down floor. “I think it’s for the best”She raised the cup in her hand to me. She was working in the kitchen, while I sat down on the counter. Kingston had officially stopped me from doing any maid-related work. “For the best! In what way exactly? It’s obvious that she doesn’t like you, and instead of you trying to avoid her and making sure that she is far from you. You are doing the opposite. I don’t get you, Luisa. You used to be smarter than this. What’s wrong with you?”I sighed. I know. I know it was not the best idea, but I wasn’t doing it for Clarissa’s sake. I did it because of Nelly. I knew how it felt to grow up without a father figure in my life, and I knew how much I hated m