“Hello grandfather, I'm Madeline. Happy 80th birthday,” Madeline greeted with a warm smile on her lips and her head bowed a little while greeting, in respect of the old man. The man glared at Elias for a while before turning back to Madeline and giving her an obviously fake smile, which didn't reach his eyes. “Thank you, Miss Crayon.”“Sorry I didn’t bring a gift for you, grandfather,” she apologized, feeling guilty for not bringing a gift to the old man’s birthday party. It didn’t seem right for a person like her. Grandfather Johan laughed for a while before replying to her. “It’s okay. Even my own grandson didn’t bring me a gift so why would I expect one from an outsider?”Old man Johan said that and walked away from their sight, back to his friends. ‘He’s weird,’ Madeline thought. Truly he was weird. He didn’t even bother to welcome her well and he seemed angry after Elias’s introduction. Did she do something wrong? That was the question lacing in her brain ever since they start

“I like that title. Elias’s wife. I’m 23 and don’t bother telling me your age. You’re my big sis being one year older than me,” Genevieve said, excitedly. “Haha. I guess so, Genie.”“OMO. You’re so similar to brother Elias. Do you know he’s the only one who calls me Genie? And now you just called me that too. The rest of my family calls me by my full name. I’m so happy hearing you call me just the way brother Elias does.” She exclaimed making Madeline who was not able to control her laughter, burst into a peal of low laughter. To her, Genie looked so cute making that expression with her big eyes and small lips. She really looked like a pretty teenager. One of the prettiest at that. Madeline was having that feeling of being loved as she started at Genevieve. It felt good being liked by one of her husband's family members when the rest all seems to hate her sight and even the mention of her name. So sad. “Don't be ridiculous. It's so easy to shorten your name to Genie. I'm sure peopl

A waiter passed with a wide tray of cocktails and Genevieve quickly grabbed two glasses from the tray. “Cousin-in-law. Don’t let worry about those two brats. I can assure you that Claire is just prey in Evelyn’s game and she doesn’t even know that. She surely needs deliverance from that girl’s schemes,” Genevieve explained. Madeline thought of the word Genevieve just said and realized it was the truth. Claire was really just a little prey to Evelyn. She was being used by her to achieve her aim of getting Elias to be her husband and after that, she would be totally forgotten by her. That’s how far a human could go to achieve her aims. She would have to get Claire from the clutches of that venomous woman. “It's fine. We should try and get her out of the clasps of Evelyn. Claire is still a little girl and is still so little to be acting venomous like Evelyn. We should try and talk some sense into her some time,” Madeline replied making Genevieve laugh loudly. Her statement was probabl

Before long, the black trailing car caught up with them and again hit the back of their car. Elias tried to increase the speed of the car but he couldn't. He continued matching the accelerator in anger and when the car’s speed didn't increase but even slowed more, Elias came to a realization. His car was being tampered with! Someone played a trick on his car and is still playing that trick. Damn, bastards. He turned to look at the car’s side mirror and saw the black car behind him with someone holding a flat small machine. His doubt was confirmed. His car was being played with. Goodness. How could he let his guard down and made someone take advantage of his calmness during this period? He felt like squeezing someone’s neck and snapping it like a twig. He kept trying the accelerator but all to no avail. Elias stared at the woman beside him and sighed in relief. She wasn't crying or trying to make him stop. She was just calm although there was so much fear in her eyes and he could tell

Madeline folded the torn piece into two before wrapping it around his arms.“Ughh,” Elias groaned in pain as she finished trying his wound and stopping the bleeding. “Sorry,” she muttered, little droplets of tears falling from her eyes at the sight of his wound. He was in so much pain. She was sure about that. “Why are you crying, Maddie?” He asked, shocked. Was it that she was scared of blood? Maybe. That was possible. What made her cry? She didn't cry when bullets were flying around like food so why was she crying now? Goodness! Women are confused beings. “Y-you are hurt. It's bleeding so much. What if it over bleeds? Is it painful?” She asked, her face stained with fresh tears.After hearing her words, Elias burst into laughter. Funny. So funny. Though it felt good seeing her care about him it was also funny. Her reactions were cute even with tears stained face.“It's not, sweetheart. This is the least painful right now so