All Chapters of Pregnant and Jailed: Revenge on my Quadruplet’s Father: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Dahlia’s POV, Sunny was discharged from the hospital in the evening. Perfect time for Tristian as he is serious about escorting me to the Stewart’s Mansion. When we returned to the house with sunny, we and the kids got prepared and zoomed off to the Stewarts villa. We are walking into the mansion and as we gets in, I bump into someone who seem to be angrily storming out. Marigold. “The hell!” She barks, Anger marring her face. I don’t respond to her before my kids shrilling voices booms the whole place. They all chorus Andre’s name as they gleefully runs towards him. Andre Is watching the tv with his grand father Mr. Stewart. The whole mansion is actually bustling with life. the tv sounds filling the place. Carlton and Mrs Stewart are setting up the table and for some reasons marigold was storming out. But our presence brings everything to a halt. Everyone makes different reactions, starting with marigold who just yelled at me, raw anger radiating around her. Everyone els

Carlton’s pov “The hell was that for?” That’s marigold. Her voice booms the whole place as I approaches the place that slapped just came from. And turns out it’s the kitchen area. I burst into it and I meet the ugly scenerio of my mother and marigold in a heated fight. With the way marigold is rubbing her reddish cheek, difinately she’s the one that just received the slap from my mother. I release a sigh of frustration. “What exactly is going on here?” I asks and that’s when they apparently notices my presence. “What does it matter? You would definitely take your mother’s sides anyways!” Marigold yelled as she speaks first, undiluted anger brewing all over her. “Carlton good thing you are here. It’s high time you come back to your senses and realize the kind of snake you are married to!” “What happened?” I groan, honestly not in the mood to accommodate their banter. “Do you know your wife was telling someone over the phone that she’s going to steal from the company’s funds?”

Carlton “How could you Marigold? How could you be so devilish to pull up such a stunt on me and dahlia?!” I vibrates with visible rage radiating all around me. Right now we are back at my mansion. Andre is upstairs in his room as I’ve instructed him to do so before I began lashing out on marigold. After Tristan explained all that had transpired in Marigold’s party leading on to how the table turned, I had been in shock. Honestly, I know marigold is capable of the worst things but guess I have underrated her way too much. I could never imagine that her obsessive insecurity over dahlia would ever push her to framing dahlia up to get her sex tape and spread all over the net. She even involved me! Her husband. I’m seriously blowing off steams and I can’t control my fucking temper. It’s taking my will power to restrain myself from slapping marigold. “You caused it Carlton!” Marigold dares to yells back at me. Her eyes glistening with aggressive tears. Anyone who walks in now would th

Tristian Pov After about two hours spent on Air, I arrive in LA. And right now I’m in driving reckless in the car while shooting a call to Benjamin. Benjamin doesn’t waste time to pick and as soon as he does, I’m speaking into the phone. “Hello Benjamin, I’m in LA which of the warehouse do you say is in flames?” I asks almost in one breath as I rounds a corner. But to my greatest shocker, the voice that answer me on the other line doesn’t belong to Benjamin. “Well, well, well,” the unfamiliar masculine voice starts off on a teasing note. “Finally, you are here in LA…!” Aside the obvious mockery reflecting in the voice, what strikes me more is how robotic the voice sounds. Almost like an Ai is speaking to me. “And who the hell is this?” I spat, annoyance rippling through me. More like I’m confused because why on earth would someone else be with Benjamin’s phone in this kind of situation. “You do want to see your friend Alive right?” The unknown bastard muses as if pla

Stepping out of my company, I’m greeted by the host of medias engulfing me like bees. At once, different Questions is being thrown at me with microphone shooting from different Angles. Camera lights clicking on my face. The Anger stirring within can not be measured and if not for Alex intervention, I’m ready to punch someone. Thankfully Alex is able to tame the crowd off my path while shading me till I arrive at my car. With my Anger boiling over, I storm into my car and release a deep sigh. Without wasting time, I zoom off as fast as I can heading to the address dahlia sent. It takes just few hours and I am driving into the resort. The next couple of minutes is spent with me trying to locate dahlia while being on the phone call with her. And finally I spot her. The moment my eyes lands on her, there’s this instant calmness that wash through me. Dahlia seems to be having so much effect on me lately and I don’t know why. Even as I approaches her, I’m unable to take my eyes off her