The sun had long given way to the moon when Cassandra and the others gave their home a final touch. Now it looked nothing like its previous self. “Charles once mentioned this mansion did lack the touch of a wife, now I see he was right” Brandon smiles as he takes away the empty boxes with the others outside. Cassandra was so tired from all the work. The services of an interior designer had been hired but she did so little than just give it the final touch. Empty rooms were turned into good guest rooms with every furniture and needs. At the same time, some spare room close to the home office of Carlson was broken down and joined to the office to create more space for himself and Cassandra. “I see privacy is not something within your dictionary” Cassandra laughs as she enters their now-new home office. It was a good design and she loved the idea of having them sit together. “Don't you want to know what I plan on happening here?” Carlson asked, hugging his woman from the back and placi

“Is she awake?'' Cassandra asks the guard looking after Kelly. “Yes Mrs Carlson '' he replies, opening the cell for her. Cassandra walks into Kelly who looks nothing of her previous self. “Wow, I see you have mourned the death of your friend, so now to what do I owe this august visit?'' Kelly asked. She was long tired of crying and paying attention to the sores scattered all over her body. It's been only a few days and she looked like a ghost of herself, so pale her bones could be seen poking their way through her skin. Cassandra does not pay attention to her words. “I am here for some answers,” Cassandra tells her as she takes a seat. She knew with Kelly, it would be a long talk. “So what do you want to know?'' Kelly asked back, dragging her pale body to the wall for more comfort. The chains on her hands and legs did not make matters easy for her as it was gradually cut deep into her skin. Her wrist and ankle each had sores caused by the chains. “If I say everything... Would you t

Cassandra walks out of the bedroom to join the others in the home study. Brandon sat alongside Carlon while Alex stood over another. Cassandra walks in and everyone in the room suddenly stops what they were doing just staring at her as she walks over to her man. “What is the progress?” she asks as Carlson pulls her to sit on his legs. “Barron Langs, has some reports to make and we have been waiting on you” Carlson reports as his right hand plays with a man and the left rests so comfortably on Cassandra's legs. “Greetings Mrs Carlson it is a pleasure to finally meet you,” Barron Langs says, extending his hand for a handshake which Casandra takes. “So what's the latest update?” Cassandra asks to read through the file sitting before Carlson. “The victim has been dead for quite some time and we can only get permission to dig up the grave from the government, but to worry for the don has taken care of that. However the greatest fear is it may not be him, kelly Langs is a familiar name, b

Cassandra walks into the house she once lived in, a house she bought with her mother, a house she was killed in like nothing was happening. Her mind could not keep still as she stepped out of the elevator. Edward was home and she had made sure of that before coming. So much was going through her mind, and memories came flooding. Just like she rushed over that day and never left with her legs. She had watched her man walk in with her best friend as they cuddled and hovered over each other. She rang the bell and Edward was quick to answer the door. Cassandra did not listen to the words he was saying, she walked in as her eyes fell to every corner of the room. Where they have stabbed her countless times with their words. Same position he had stood in while instructing his mistress to get rid of their baby. The memories came flooding like a raging hurricane. “Why did you seek me out?'' Edward asked to take a seat. Cassandra did not have plans of stopping or hiding things from him. “I k

A jeep drives into the compound at the sight of it Alex and Tessa glanced at each other too scared to breathe. “Now you will see what the other side of death looks like'' Tessa whispers “You think I don't know, I should have followed her and only god knows what our fate is from a minute here on' Alex replies just staring at Carlson steps out of the car. He looked tired as hell. Black market deals were not something he did very often, but it sure did happen a few times within the year. Unlike the others, Carlson Cobswell was more righteous trying so hard to be on the good side with his goods and businesses. He was not just the richest for no reason but for holding the biggest and most influential businesses run with clean money. He was not a fan of dirty money and it made his rivals hate him even more. “Hey madam Grace” Brandon greets as they all walk in. It was dark and the sun had long given way to the moon. Brandon headed for the warehouse while others helped in unpacking. “You sh