Becky's POVMy mom remained silent while staring at me. She had been coughing for about 2 minutes. I still had my arms folded, and then my back rested on my seat "What do you mean honey?" She questioned."You heard me right mom. Did dad ever hate Sarah?" I questioned again.She dropped her glass of juice on the table and cleared her throat."Darling." She started, but I was no longer interested in all the sweet names I was hearing.I rolled my eyes, waiting impatiently for her to speak up."You saw it didn't you? Your dad hates Sarah down to her bones, and was all to protect you."I knew she was lying, I could feel it, I could smell it. Something was definitely suspicious, and I really wanted to know what it was, but then it was clear to me that I would get absolutely nothing of the truth by asking her."Alright. I believe you mom." I replied.I was more focused on the expression on her face when I uttered that. She had this calm look, but deep down I knew she wasn't so calm over the

Hayden's POV"Hayden." Ray called."I'm listening." I replied, staring at him for a quick second ahd taking my eyes back to my phone."Don't you think it's time to strike? I mean, you've got nothing to lose now that Sarah's down, and her company wouldn't be able to survive without yours. You've come this far, and you shouldn't let your efforts go to waste.""There's more important things to focus on right now, Ray. Like Clark, we don't know who he really is yet.""Clark is none of our business, we had nothing to do with him from the very beginning. If this goes on, then everything might turn against us in the future. Clark's digging deep into your past, and you know he'll get what he's looking for very soon."I hit my hand hard on the wheel at the thought of it."Not now. Not when Sarah's still recuperating."Ray heaved deeply and leaned back on his seat, while I gritted my teeth in anger.He brought out a cigarette and passed one over to me. "Thanks." I said as I collected it from h

3 Days LaterSarah's POVIt's so good to be back to work. I stepped out of my car after it was halted in the company's garage and raised my head to stare at the building.I had missed work so fucking much, and it was all because Hayden had begged me to stay back and recuperate.Ohhh, I forgot, he had also gotten some bodyguards to protect me, and a personal driver as well.I knew Hayden was scared and that he didn't want what happened repeating itself, but wasn't all this a bit too much? I felt a bit uncomfortable earlier when the door was opened by one of my bodyguards.I really wasn't used to carrying bodyguards around because I felt I could protect myself, but Hayden had made me promise I would never go anywhere without any of them.I walked into the company to meet Stacey standing close to the elevator. It was like she had been expecting my presence."Good day." She greeted me, but I replied to her with a hug instead. I knew she was shocked."Thank you for being in charge during m

Sarah:The car halted at the company's parking lot, and I stepped down with two of my bodyguards.As I walked in, they followed behind me till I got to my dad's ward. I opened the door and stepped in while they both waited at the entrance.I sat down beside dad, taking his hands and staring at him. He was still in the same condition, and there was still an oxygen mask on his face.The doctor had said that he was in a coma and it was all due to stress. He collapsed because of stress.Somehow, I felt he was lying. While growing up, I secretly saw my father pass through so many tough times. They were times I thought he would die, and there were times I thought he would not wake up if he fell asleep.There were so many times I secretly saw my dad struggle to breathe while hitting his chest, but since I was just 12, I couldn't ask him anything about it.As I grew up, I began thinking less about it, and paying more attention in the company. I had forgotten those times I saw him struggle all

Sarah:As I walked down the passageway leading outside the hospital, I couldn't help but think. Dad was in a coma, and the doctor had said it might take years for him to open up his eyes.He called it stress, but this was fucking not stress.The tears that brimmed my eyes, I let it go, clutching my bag around my chest. Mom must know something about his condition, something that no one is telling me about.As I walked out of the hospital, I thought of Becky as well. Maybe she knows something too. After all, she was always mom's favourite."Take me home." I instructed the chauffeur.Soon the car started moving. I was lost in my own thoughts. More like drowned in them. The thought of my dad, and the thought that I would never get to see him awake in years.What really happened? How on earth did he collapse? Why is nobody saying anything to me?I needed to know all of this from Becky because I knew mom would never say a word to me. I should use this as an excuse to meet up with my sister