All Chapters of Passion or Revenge : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Imogen’s POVMy heart full, watching him sleep. I didn’t want to wake him. I just wanted to watch him sleep. I brushed off the dark hair that fell across his beautiful face.“Wake up sleepy head,” I said, shaking him just a little.His eyelids fluttered open, revealing his deep blue eyes, he yawned sleepily. “Just a little longer.”I chuckled as I stood to my feet. “Get up Ollie.”“But mum,” he squeaked, making a face.I yanked the blanket off. “Time for school.”He sat up, rubbing his eyes. “Why do I have to go to school again?”“To learn. So you can become an astronaut. But if you don’t want to become an astronaut then….”He sprung out of bed still cuddling Moonbean, his dinosaur teddy. “No. I want to be an astronaut.”“Well then, time for school.”He yawned as he followed me into the bathroom.***As I dropped Ollie off, showering him a thousand kisses before letting his teacher take him, I couldn’t help but wonder what my life would have been like if I didn’t have Ollie. He gave m

Imogene’s POV‘Welcome to Cedar Falls’ the tall green sign at the outskirt of the small town read. The taxi driver sped past before I could read the slogan. It was probably something cheery to make visitors relax or create an impression of a great town.But I know better.Cedar Falls might have a mayor and police, it was run by the Livingston’s. They literally ran the place like they did their business empire. Every one was on their payroll.The cottage was cute alright, with white picket fence, a spacious front yard and a small flower garden at the back. Every house around the block seemed to have been built the same way, white picket fences, spacious front yards (some had little swings in their front yard and slides) and a flower/ vegetable garden at the back. It was neighborhood for married couples or anyone with kids. Maybe Ollie could make new friends here, so he wouldn’t be by himself.Ollie just looked around in confusion as the taxi driver helped me carry our luggage’s inside.

Imogen’s POVI felt bile rush to my throat. I balled my fist at my side, pushing the bile down.Tilda stood in front of me with her shoulders squared and her eyes poisoned with spite and hate.They woman who ruined my life was standing right in front of me and all I wanted to do was curl up in a ball and cry as memories I had shoved down began fighting their way to te surface.She was the reason Agatha was dead. If she hadn’t framed me, then I wouldn’t have gone to jail and Agatha would not have stressed herself trying to get me out of jail. By time I got out of jail, but whatever miraculous stunt Julia had pulled, it had been too late. Agatha was gone.I cleared my throat, “Mrs. Livingston,” my voice trembled.Get it together Gene! You are no longer the weak girl you used to be. Straighten the fuck up!Tilda raised her hand to hit me and I caught it before it would land on my cheek. I tightened my grip on her wrist until she flinched and then I shoved her hand away.Her eyes were wid

Imogene’s POVThe events of last night kept replaying in my head; it had kept me up most of the night and I had been so distracted I gave Ollie a cup of coffee instead of his juice. Thankfully, I noticed before he could take a sip.I exhaled.I could not afford to be distracted today. I had to bring my A game. I may finally be meeting Mason today after he destroyed my life seven years ago, I’m not sure if I was ready for such encounter, but seeing I have no choice but to attend this God awful party, I need to be clear headed.“What do you think?” Cecil said in her fake French accent. She certainly fooling anyone with her overly stretched ‘r’ and her constant use of ‘uh la la’.The woman in the mirror literally took my breathe away. She looked like she was in a league of her own with such an overwhelming air of confidence and mind blowing beauty.I was beautiful and that just might be an understatement. Tim showed me this part of myself, that I could be this beautiful and breathe takin

Imogene’s POVI scurried around the kitchen, with my phone balanced between my ear and my shoulder, as I packed Ollie’s lunch. I had overslept and if my tiny astronaut had not jumped on my bed, I probably would have still been asleep.“This is news to me,” Tim’s cool voice minced with the clicking sound of Ollie’s spoon against his cereal bowl.“I fear this might be a problem,” I said.There was a long pause. “No it wouldn’t. Stay the course of the plan. I will find out everything there is to know about this Anthony and I will fill you in,” he paused, “in the meantime, get to know this Anthony. See if he can be useful to us.”I doubt Anthony was a man that could easily be manipulated, from the little interaction I had with him, he seemed like a man that was two steps ahead, a man that is overly calculative, a man with a motive.He had stayed hidden all these years. Why surface now? I highly doubt it had anything to do with the company or Theo’s money. But then I could still be wrong.