All Chapters of Eleven Months As My CEO's Wife: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

It had been a week since Victor had visited the twins at their school, and earlier that morning, he had made a plan to show up at Grace's house and forcefully take the twins from her. Grace had stopped the twins from going to school, and after Noah had told Victor, they suspected she might try to run away again. That suspicion had made them fast-forward their plans. Daisy had been discharged from the hospital, and that made leaving the house a little difficult. Her cry to follow him tugged at his heart as he detest seeing his only daughter cry but he felt his sons were more important. In Grace's house, the twins were glued to the television, smiles on their faces as they watched cartoons. Their mouths made noises as they chewed their biscuits. A sudden knock on the door drew their attention and Jill rushed up to open the door, but his hand couldn't reach the door handle.“Mommy, someone is at the door,” he called out with his mouth full of biscuits. Grace rushed out from her r

Jack and Jill were playing outside the house with some other children. They were playing hide and seek, running after one another. Their laughter echoing through the compound. The kids were so engrossed with their play that they didn't notice a black car pulled up at a corner. A tall, giant man dressed in black top and black trousers with a pair of dark shades, stepped down from the car.He walked majestically close to the kids and suddenly paused, his gaze scanning through the environment. He brought out his phone, his thumb dancing across the screen, showing a picture. He compared the picture with the twins, Jack and Jill and a smile spread across his lips, glad that he had seen the children he was searching for.He removed his shades, put on a friendly smile and moved closer to the twins. “How are you boys?” He greeted them with smiles causing the twins to glanced at each other with fear written on their faces. “Mommy said we shouldn't speak to a stranger,” Jack said, his eyes w

Victor was sitting on the bar stool, a half- empty glass of wine in his left hand. His gaze was fixed on the wall as different thoughts about the twins' kidnapping flooded his mind.The kidnappers had contacted him with a hidden number and demanded a huge amount of money as ransom. “Who could be doing this?” Victor muttered. His mind raced as he tried to think about every business deal and enemies he might have made. “It can’t even be my business partners, no one knows about the twins yet,” he muttered, shaking his head. For hours, Victor’s mind was full of thoughts and worries. The police had been diligent in the search but they had not been able to give him any positive report, which added to his worry. “Noah.” The name suddenly rang in his head, making him jolt upright. “Could he…?” The question hung in his throat. He shook his head and settled back, dismissing the thought but the name lingered. “I hadn't heard from Noah since the last time we went to Grace's place. What if….”

“Rain, I have a lot of things to do at the office, but I left them to rush down here. What is it? Talk to me.” Victor said, his finger tapping an impatient beat on the table.Dr. Rain, his forehead already full of nervous sweat, had called Victor to meet him at a restaurant immediately after he left Kimberly at the hotel. He was determined to confess to Victor before Kimberly would. He knew it wasn't going to be easy, which was why he had chosen a public restaurant, hoping Victor would be forced to control his anger. He had also begged Victor to let his bodyguards stay outside, so their presence won't add to his fear.“What are you doing concerning the kidnapping case?” Dr. Rain said, scratching his head nervously. Victor let out a deep sigh, “Rain, I know you so well. I know when you want to say something difficult. I know when you're nervous and this is nervousness that I'm seeing. I know you didn't call me here to ask about the twins. Please just speak up, I have an appointment i

Grace already became a shadow of herself, her weight had reduced drastically as she doesn't eat well, always thinking about her children.That afternoon, she was sitting slumped in a chair, her elbow resting on the arm of the chair, and her hand cupping her cheek, deeply lost in thought. A loud knock came on the door, jerking her out of her reverie. She slowly walked to the door, her gaze distant and she opened it to reveal a young man, neatly dressed in a suit, his beard neatly trimmed. “Who are you?” Grace asked, her voice weary. “I'm barrister Asher and I'm sent here by Barrister Iren Evans, Mr. Victor’s lawyer.” He said, causing Grace's ears to perk up. “Are you Grace Thomas?” He asked, his voice firm.“Yes I am.” Grace said with urgency, she couldn't wait for what Victor had sent her. “I have a letter for you and a court summons from Mr. Victor Mason.” Barrister Asher said, handing her two envelopes.“If you have any questions, don’t hesitate to contact Barrister Iren. His n