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The Product Of Your Folly

~ SEBASTIAN'S POV ~I stare at Vanessa for a long time as my heart feels like it has completely stopped beating inside my chest.The room is so silent I can hear the air conditioning humming in the walls. I look at her face, then I look down at the small girl standing, looking at me. My mind feels completely blank for some moment as I don't even know what to say. I just stand there, looking. But then, a wave of hot fury takes over. She has lost her mind. She is completely insane for her to come inside my office and tell me all these thrash words.I lean forward over my desk, my hands resting on it in the form of a fist. I glare at her with dark, angry eyes, wondering if she has actually gone mad. I cannot believe she is standing in my private office telling such a wild impossible lie. I open my mouth and hiss at her. The hiss is a long one that shocked me.“What game are you playing at now, Vanessa?”Vanessa does not shrink back from my anger. She does not look scared at all. She s

What Does Vanessa Want?

~ SEBASTIAN'S POV ~I go completely still as my hands drop to my sides. I feel like the floor is moving under my boots.The walls of my big office begin to shrink around me. I freeze because a sudden memory hits me… and it does like a hard punch to my stomach.Five years ago.I remember that night perfectly now. The memory was buried deep in my head for a long time, but Vanessa's sharp words just dug it right back up.That night, the grand estate was so cold and quiet. Daisy was gone, her clothes were completely missing from the big closet, and her keys were left on the counter. I stood in the middle of our empty bedroom and my mind was breaking.I drowned myself in alcohol that night. I could not think straight so I went downstairs to the bar and grabbed the biggest bottle of whiskey I could find. I did not care about a glass, I just drank straight from the bottle, gulping the liquid down fast.The alcohol burned my throat but I wanted it to burn. I wanted the fire in my throat to st

Result Of Paternity Test.

~ SEBASTIAN'S POV ~I stand in the middle of my huge office, staring at Vanessa. I am grinning teeth inside my mouth and anyone can tell that my jaw is tight.Well I don't care about that because my mind is racing. Part of me still refuses to believe a single word coming out of her mouth. Her story sounds far too neat, far too convenient. I mean, she popped up out of nowhere with a child claiming she's mine.I know how smart Vanessa is and I know how dangerous she can be when she wants something. Initially, I had wanted to perform a DNA test without Vanessa's hand in it.I wanted to get the doctor to take a sample from the little girl secretly, if possible, without letting Vanessa anywhere near the lab or the doctors.. and the reason is because, I wanted to make sure there was no way for her to manipulate the results. I needed absolute proof, clean and untouched by her wicked tricks, because deep down, I still do not believe her.“Fine,” I say with a deep, low voice. “We do the test.

Pick Your Poison.

~ SEBASTIAN’S POV ~I glare at Vanessa as my body goes cold. A huge rage boils inside my blood but I do not stop to think and I do not pause for even a single second.I growl with a loud voice, uttering the word ‘no’ immediately without any hesitation.The word comes out of my throat like a sharp, dangerous snap. I step right up to her face, my hands forming tight fists at my sides.“Never,” I grit my teeth, my voice dropping into a whisper. “I will never give you that company, Vanessa.”“Sterling Industries is not yours to take,” I hiss, my chest moving up and down fast as I breathe. “It belongs to Daisy and only Daisy alone. She is Sterling's rightful daughter and heir. Her father built that business with his own sweat and blood. She is the only person who has the right to sit in that CEO chair. I will never help you steal what is hers.”Vanessa does not even flinch with every word I utter. She does not step back or look scared of my face and reaction. She just laughs at me. She th

It Was Vanessa All Along.

~ DAISY'S POV ~I sit in my quiet room, staring at the bright screen of my laptop. My hands feel cold and my heart feels heavy like a big burden is placed on me. My father is still lying in the hospital bed, hooked up to big machines that breathe for him. He is in a deep coma and he cannot open his eyes. His eyes lit up when he saw me and he looked like he was going to say something to me, but now he cannot speak to me.Every time I close my eyes, I see his still face on that blue hospital pillow. Someone did this to him. Someone gave him poison and with what I found out, it was a dangerous chemical that made his heart slow down and made it look like he had heart issues.I take a deep breath and press a key on my keyboard. I know I can not solve this mystery alone and for the police, they are not doing anything. They believe it's a normal doctor's diagnosis. The doctor believes he might have taken the wrong medicine. But I know better, my father was a careful man and he never made

Double standards.

~ DAISY'S POV ~I'm still staring at the frozen screen of my laptop. I look at Vanessa's fake, sweet face on the screen, and my blood boils like a pot of hot water.I rage seeing Vanessa's face. I clench my fists so hard that my fingernails seem to dig deep into my palms. It hurts, it really does hurt but I do not care about the pain.All I can think about is my poor father. He is lying in a cold hospital room, fighting for every breath, because of this evil woman. She plotted to kill my father. She stood in our kitchen, mixed poison into his favorite tea and walked away with a cold smile on her face. She tried to take his life in secret.“How could you?” I whisper with my eyes closed. “How could you do this to him?”I want to grab my phone and call the police right now and send them straight to her house. I want to show them the video and watch them put iron handcuffs on her wrists. I want her to suffer in a dark cell for what she did to my family.But as I stare at the picture on m

Haggard And Tired.

~ DAISY'S POV ~My mind is becoming clear and sharp as I stare at the dark wall in front of me, thinking about how we got to this terrible place.I know the truth about our family papers and I know that Vanessa is currently the heir to Sterling Industries by papers.It is a painful truth that cuts deep into my heart. Years ago, my parents gave her the legal right to inherit everything. They thought she was their sweet, perfect daughter back then.They put her name on the legal documents and even after they learned the truth… even after they found out that Vanessa lied to them about so many things… they never transferred their assets back to me on paper. They were too slow and too blind. My father was too sad to fix the legal files and now those papers give Vanessa the legal right to claim our family legacy. A dark, bitter thought rises inside my head. Part of me wants to give up. Part of me wants to walk away from this whole mess and let her take over. I want to leave the assets fo

Did I Just Get Betrayed?

~ DAISY'S POV ~I stand in the back of the big, cold conference room. The bright lights on the ceiling shine down on a long, brown wooden table. Around the table, many rich men and women in dark suits are sitting in high leather chairs. These are the powerful shareholders of Sterling Industries.At the very front of the room stands Vanessa.She looks like a movie star today. She is wearing a dark silk suit with a gold pin on her collar. Her hair is pinned up neatly, and her makeup is perfect. She stands behind the podium, looking down at everyone with a soft, sad expression.The shareholders’ meeting starts as Vanessa feigns pity for Richard Sterling.She pulls a small white handkerchief from her pocket and dabs at her dry eyes. She lets out a quiet, trembling sigh that echoes through the room's loudspeakers.“Thank you all for coming on such a sad day,” Vanessa says, her voice sounding full of grief. “My heart is breaking into a thousand pieces right now. As you all know, my dear fa

Confronting The Truth.

~ DAISY'S POV ~I turn my head to notice Vanessa. She curls her lips smugly, still standing at the front of the room. She looks down at me like I am a tiny bug on the floor and her eyes shine with victory.She sees me standing with my blank phone, staring at Sebastian in shock. She knows I have no video or proof to show the shareholders right now and now she knows her dirty secret is safe for another day.“See?” Vanessa says, clearing her throat. “She has no proof. She is just a sad, confused child making up wild stories. Do not listen to her tales.”The shareholders look away from me while shaking their heads in disappointment. Some of them even whisper to each other, looking at me with pity, as if I have lost my mind.The secretary steps forward again with the white paper cards. One by one, the men and women write down their names and drop their votes into the clear glass box on the table.After some minutes, the secretary counts the paper cards quickly under the bright lights. “T

In A Tight Corner.

~ DAISY'S POV ~I stand frozen on the floor and my chest moves up and down fast.Sebastian's voice is still ringing in my ears, loud and painful like an iron bell. ‘If you remember what I had done and what I did after, you'll never forgive me.’The words seem to hang in the air between us and it sounds weird. My mind spins in wild circles. What did he do? What is he hiding from me? What happened in the past that is so terrible he had to tamper with my phone to keep it a secret?I stare straight into his dark, pained eyes. I step closer to him, ignoring the burning anger on my face.“What do you mean by that, Sebastian?” I ask, tilt my head to one side and narrow my eyes on him. “What did you do? Tell me right now.”Sebastian clamps his jaw tight, the red color on his face drains away, leaving him looking pale and ghost-like. He steps back from me, shaking his head.“What are you hiding from me?” I demand, my voice rising again with urgent concern. “What do I need to remember, Sebasti

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