All Chapters of They Will Fall At Her Knees : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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chapter twenty one

" Do you think this is going to work?" Sheila asked staring at her father. Penelope stared at James for quite a while, " How can you sign away years of labour? Are you nuts?!" she yelled " He has us in his palms. Hawkins knows everything, down to the last bank accounts." he replied Sheila stared at the television. " Do you think she is still alive?" Penelope shakes her head, " After all this while, why does that bitch need to come at us now!" James relaxed into the chair he sat on. His gaze slightly shows he understands the situation. " Because she has been boxed into a corner. She took everything maltreatment without complaining hoping things were going to get better and now, she is back to give everything she had endured in ten fold." Gerald said nothing but simply stared at the image of the daughter he loathed. " When I find her.." he said with his hands clenched. " I am going to squeeze the life out of her." James smirked. "There is a difference, Mr Gerald. if y

chapter twenty two

The word landed like a grenade.Gold.James was the first to move. He leaned forward, his eyes sharp, calculating. "Raw gold? You've been sitting on that while we burned?" he said with his eyes fixed on Gerald. "Careful how you talk to me, boy," Gerald said, rolling the map flat on the table. "This was never yours to know." he said with a snap of his eyes. Penelope stepped closer, her voice hushed. "How much are we talking about, Gerald?""Enough to rebuild," he said. "And enough to fight back. Do you think I was stupid? That I was just going to allow some stranger to run me down?" Sheila stared at the map, then at her father. "Why didn't you tell us this before? Before we handed over everything to Hawkins?"Gerald's jaw tightened. "Because I didn't trust anyone in this room."The silence that followed said everything.They were all thieves and the thought of sharing thouhgts was something each of them need to pounder over. James pointed at the marked location on the map. "Where i

chapter twenty three

James's eyes darkened. "What else is buried there?"Gerald sat down slowly, like a man carrying something heavy on his chest for far too long."Documents," he said. "Proof of ownership. Land deeds, private agreements — everything Sarah's mother left behind before she died."James stared at him. "And you buried them?""I had to," Gerald said, not looking up. "If those papers ever surfaced, everything I built would collapse. She was the rightful owner of more than half of what I claimed."Sheila turned sharply. "You stole from her mother?"Gerald's silence was the loudest answer in the room."That's why you forced Sarah into that marriage," James said, leaning back slowly. "You needed her out of the house. Out of the way."Gerald still said nothing.Sheila covered her mouth. "Father… she didn't even know.""She wasn't supposed to," Gerald muttered.James laughed — a short, cold sound. "And now the same woman you buried alive is the one digging you into the ground. Beautiful."Gerald sla

chapter twenty four

The shovel hit something hard after twenty minutes of digging.James stopped."That's it," Gerald said, stepping forward immediately.Sheila crouched low, brushing loose soil with her bare hands until the edge of a metal box came into view."Pull it out," Gerald ordered.The air felt tense with the hard breathing of Sheila audible. James dropped to one knee and yanked the box free. It was heavier than expected. He grunted, setting it flat on the ground. His eyes glanced over to Gerald. "Now what?" he said throwing his hands into the air. Gerald reached into his pocket for a small key."You've had that key this whole time?" Sheila asked."I never go anywhere without it," Gerald said, sliding it into the lock.The box clicked open.Gerald's hands moved fast — pushing past the gold wrapped in cloth — going straight for a sealed envelope at the bottom."There," he breathed.James grabbed his wrist. "Not so fast."Gerald looked up sharply."We split whatever is in that box equally," Jam

chapter twenty five

After the line went dead.Nobody spoke.James pulled the car over so hard the tires screamed against the asphalt. He turned around in his seat, his eyes wild."That was her," he said. "That was actually her.""I know," Sheila whispered.Gerald was still gripping the box, staring straight ahead like a man watching his entire life collapse in slow motion."I...it can't be her! There's no way she is coming back from the land of the dead to hurt me!" "She was there. You heard her voice, Father!" Sheila said. "Do you think that she was in that field watching us the whole time?" James slammed the steering wheel. "I knew it. I knew she was the one pulling the strings.""You said it yourself," Sheila shot back. "You told us she was behind Hawkins. Nobody listened.""Enough," Gerald said quietly. "We don't know anything for sure. We can't just act based on her voice!" The single word silenced both of them.Gerald slowly turned the box over in his hands, staring at it like it had betrayed h

chapter twenty six

Gerald didn't sleep.He sat in his study with the metal box open on the desk, the documents spread out in front of him, reading every line for the fourth time.Penelope walked in with a glass of water and stopped when she saw his face."You look terrible," she said."She called us," Gerald said without looking up.Penelope set the glass down slowly. "What do you mean she called you?""Sarah. "She called Sheila's phone on the way back." Gerald finally looked up. "She has been alive all this while." Penelope's face shifted. "That's impossible.""Is it?" Gerald said. "She knew exactly where we were going and exactly what we were looking for."The room went quiet.Penelope pulled a chair and sat down across from him. For the first time in years, she looked genuinely shaken."How much does she know?" she asked carefully.Gerald pushed one of the documents across the desk toward her.Penelope picked it up and read. Her expression changed slowly."Gerald," she said quietly. "If she has the ori

chapter twenty seven

I let the silence stretch between us for a long moment."You loved me," I repeated slowly. "That's interesting, James. Because the man who loved me had a different woman in our bed every night. Do you know what I had to endure? The pain of seeing you with another woman every now and then? Then you chose to lie with my sister. Do...." He exhaled. "Sarah—""That is not my name," I corrected coldly."Right." Another pause. "Mrs Hawkins. I know what I did was wrong. I know there is nothing I can say to fix what happened between us. But right now, that is not why I am calling.""Then why are you calling?" I asked.Dennis had moved closer, his eyes fixed on my face, reading every expression carefully."Because Gerald is not who you think he is," James said. "You think you know everything about that man but you don't. What he did to your mother — it goes deeper than stolen documents and land deeds."I felt something shift inside my chest but I kept my voice steady.And what exactly is it th

chapter twenty eight

I didn't cry but I wanted to. The tears were right there, burning behind my eyes, pressing hard against the back of my throat — but I refused to let them fall.I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the floor while Dennis moved quietly around the room, making calls in a low voice I couldn't fully hear.My mother's face kept coming back to me.She was gentle and soft spoken. The kind of woman who apologized even when she was right. I always thought her death was just fate being cruel — another thing taken from me without explanation.But it wasn't fate. It was Gerald.A man I had called my father all my life. A man who forced me into becoming the vicious woman I was now. Dennis ended his call and sat beside me. "My investigator already has the transaction records James mentioned. He sent them twenty minutes ago."I looked up. "Already?""James wasn't bluffing," Dennis said, handing me his phone.I looked at the screen. A scanned bank transfer. A name I didn't recognize. A date — e

chapter twenty nine

Dennis stared at the phone until it stopped buzzing.The silence that followed felt different from the usual kind."Dennis," I said carefully. "Who is your brother?"He set the phone face down on the table and ran a hand through his hair."His name is Raymond," he said. "Raymond Hawkins.""And why does a call from him make you look like that?"Dennis turned to face me. There was something behind his eyes I hadn't seen before — not fear exactly, but something close to it."Because Raymond is the reason my father made marriage a condition of the inheritance," he said quietly.I frowned. "What do you mean?"Dennis sat down slowly. "My father knew Raymond was coming for everything the moment he died. Raymond is older than me by four years. In his mind, everything belongs to him by birthright." He paused. "My father disagreed. He saw what Raymond was — greedy, reckless, dangerous. So he wrote the will to protect me. Marriage was the condition because Raymond never settled down. My father

chapter thirty

I stared at the message for a long time.Four words. No name. No number traceable to anyone in my contacts.Dennis leaned over my shoulder and read it. "Forward that to my investigator," he said immediately."Already did," I replied, setting the phone face down.But my mind was turning fast. I know who you are.It could be Raymond. It could be Gerald. It could be someone either of them had hired to rattle me — to see if I would flinch and make a mistake.Or it could be someone else entirely. Someone I hadn't accounted for yet."You're thinking too hard," Dennis said, watching me."One of us has to," I replied.He almost smiled. "What's your instinct?"I picked the phone back up and stared at the message again."It's not Gerald," I said. "Gerald doesn't send messages. He makes moves and waits for you to react. I grew up with him to know just that" I paused. "And it's not Raymond. He just called you. He wouldn't follow that with an anonymous text — too subtle for a man who clearly enjo

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