All Chapters of The CEO's Property: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

After breakfast, my dad and I left the main house and went to the back of the compound. There was another building there. That building was for the workers. It was huge. I believe that there were rooms for sleeping and a lot of offices too. The office we were heading to was the one that was responsible for the security cameras and footage. “Do you know where we’re going?” My dad asked me when we entered the building. “Um, not really sure but I do know that we have to find the office that deals with the security cameras,” I replied. “And how do you propose we find that?” “By asking.” I flashed him a small smile. I walked to the reception desk and the lady behind it looked up from her computer and smiled at me politely. “Mrs. Williams, how may I help you today?” Her voice was cheery. “Could you please tell me where’s the office that deals with the security cameras? I’m doing some research and I have a few questions for the department,” I informed her in a smooth tone. “Oh,” She r

He doubled back and let out a very nervous chuckle. “What are you talking about?” He reached for the laptop and I made no attempt to stop him. I allowed him to take and soon enough, he gaped when he realized that it was the original footage. “So…how does it feel to kill your own flesh and blood?” I stood to my feet as I asked him. “Wait, I have a better question. How does it feel to lie to my face and pretend to be there for me when in fact, you were the cause and root of my very pain?” “Where did you get this?” He asked me as he closed the lid of the laptop. “Cameron?” I scoffed as I folded and paced around the living room for something to use to defend myself if I had to. When I saw a vase, I walked right next to it and stood there. If anything, I could break it and use one of the shards to defend myself. “Cameron didn’t do anything. It was all me, darling.” My tone was venomous. “Remember the night I came from my mom? Yeah, she told me exactly how that day went down. She arrive

Sterling wanted it all. He wanted all the copies that I made of the original footage. He said that it was the only way that he could help my dad and me. You know, it was funny to me that I thought I had it all under control. I think I should have listened to my dad instead of being led by my emotions. If I would have listened to him and taken the footage to the detective, my mom would have been released and Sterling would have been arrested. But again, I let my emotions get the best of me. I was having regrets but I also was a bit grateful though, because I got so much more closure than I would have ever gotten if I had turned Sterling in. Nevertheless, here I was, stuck in this mansion with my dad; with no way of leaving unless we bend to the will of Sterling and his family. “So, what’s it going to be?” He asked as he paced the room slowly. My heart was thumping in my chest and my throat was dry. I did not feel good. Not physically or emotionally. I just wanted all this to be ov

It was the next day; all our bags had been packed and were being placed in the back of one of the many cars parked in the compound. My dad and I were standing on the porch as it drizzled. The air smelled of wet soil and the clouds were dark and gloomy. We had an hour to get to the airport so we could check in. I could not believe that we were finally leaving London. But it was indeed happening. What made my spirit heavy and my heart bleed was that I was going back to America without Samuel. It pained me that I was going to go back to our apartment and get to sleep on the bed that we had been sleeping on for years. I was pretty sure that that apartment had a lot of reminders of Samuel. His scent on the bedsheets, his clothes in the closet, his favorite cereal in the cabinet. There would be so much that would remind me of him. I wished that I had the guts to take Sterling down. I wished that I could continue to try to vindicate Samuel and give him the justice that he deserved. But I

We all watched my dad with pleasantly shocked expressions on our faces. “Dad, are you for real?” I asked him, and he chuckled as he nodded slowly. “The truth is I actually forgot about that until now. I too, thought that we had lost it all. But I remembered that I BC’d my work email when I send those copies,” He explained. “Wow, that is great. Oh my gosh,” Patty could not contain her happiness. She took her laptop and typed on the keyboard a couple of times before handing it over to my dad. “Is that for him to log in?” Daniel asked as he stood to his feet and walked from behind his desk. Patty nodded as she sat on the other side of the couch. I was sitting on the left side of him so I had a great view. Daniel and his colleague soon joined us and had to stand but it was worth it, of course. My dad used the laptop to log in to his email account and in a full minute, the display showed a bunch of emails; it was now logged in. There were a lot of new emails but the main one that we w