“Dylan, are you stupid?” How could you sign a prenup?” Sandra was so mad and began to berate Dylan in his office as soon as he broke the news to her. Dylan was equally annoyed but he had a plan. “It was necessary.” The main reason for this marriage was the money so what was the essence of going ahead with it without it? “Don’t marry her if all you will get is nothing even after eliminating her.” “We could force her to sign off everything to us before we eliminate her,” he said thoughtfully since he did not want to end the wedding. “As soon as we eliminate her father, she would become vulnerable.” His suggestion calmed Sandra but she hated the delay. “Okay but how long would it take? The marriage is supposed to last for only six months.” Dylan was getting annoyed by her incessant questions and baseless suggestions, “Let’s get through with the marriage first so why don’t we begin to plan the wedding? I have to bring Maeve over to shop at your clothing store for the wedding.” San
“Vincent is dead,” Gabriel announced, his mood sore. Vincent was the only one they were sure to get vital information from since Dylan had done a very good job this time in covering up his tracks. He knew that investigations would indeed be performed so he prepared ahead of time. All investigations were coming to an end with a cliché conclusion; An accident but Gabriel was sure that it was not an accident, even when he could not prove it. Not only could the detectives not lay hands on who tampered with the jet but also, the pilot was burnt and they could not perform any autopsy as to whether he was drugged or anything. Maeve sat in her swivel chair and went into deep thought, trying to recollect the memories of the future, since she was now three years back into the past to correct her mistakes. The day before her death, Vincent was the one who drove her to the house after her return from her antenatal when Dylan claimed to
When Dylan arrived at the restaurant car park with Sandra, he got suspicious upon seeing Gabriel’s car parked there. Without wasting time, he called one of his spies on the phone, “Is Maeve home yet?” “No sir, she’s at a restaurant with Gabriel.” Dylan instantly knew that Maeve was there as well. He heard from his spies that most of the time, Gabriel and Maeve would eat out before he drops Maeve home so Dylan was used to it. Nevertheless, remembering Gabriel’s confession and dare that he was still in love with Maeve and also pursuing her, Dylan could not help being afraid at this time. Masked by jealousy, he forgot that he had another woman by his side and walked inside the restaurant with her. His anger only grew when he saw no sign of Maeve and Gabriel in the open auditorium of the restaurant. When one of the waitresses was headed to a private room, Dylan felt suspicious and stopped her, “Excuse me miss, I’m sup
“Maeve, don’t you think that leaving your cousin there like that is a little too harsh?” Dylan asked after driving out of the restaurant’s car park. Calculating the distance to Maeve’s house, he was worried because they had not even ordered food and both he and Sandra were hungry. She had nothing on her and would remain like that till he sent the cab to get her. Even at that, she would still not be able to pay since she’d have to get to his house to take either of his cards or cash to pay the cab driver. “Dylan, are you sure you are not in love with my cousin?” There was no expression on Maeve’s face and the question caused Dylan to freeze. He quickly forced a smile, “Maeve, what are you talking about?” Maeve turned to his direction, looking at his side profile. “You care too much about her and I can’t help being jealous. Maybe I should get a detective to be watching you.” She observed how Dylan’s hands
Sandra’s hand holding the phone shook. Dylan lied to her. Did he not say that Gabriel had warned him to not touch Maeve?Sandra should be happy since she wanted Maeve’s cherry poked but was rather very sad.For Dylan to sleep to the extent of not hearing his phone ring, she wondered how many times they must have done it and tears welled up in her eyes, blinding her on her long walk to Dylan's house.“Hey, my phone,” the guy whose phone she borrowed chased after her. She stopped and gave him his phone while holding tightly to her blazer. She wished she had won a shirt underneath instead of the thin underwear, which was all to entice Dylan.“I’m sorry.”The guy took the phone, stared at her in annoyance, and walked away. Sandra knew that he must be thinking she wanted to steal his phone but could not bring herself to worry about it.He was generous enough to allow her to use it to make this c
“Who put that stupid idea in your head?” Dylan pushed Sandra’s hand away and walked past her, dropping her handbag on her couch. He couldn’t bear to stay angry because of her pale-looking form and how she had already sneezed three times. He looked around the room with seemingly nothing of interest to him. It was just a simple one-bedroom apartment, which served her purpose for now. Sandra was increasingly upset by the way he brushed everything off like it was nothing. “I called you when you were sleeping last night. Maeve answered your phone and said you two just finished fucking. Are you still going to deny it?” “Hahahaha,” Dylan laughed. He imagined how good it would have been if he indeed had that opportunity but he did not want to lose his new teeth implants and his gun too. “I guess she succeeded in fooling you. Do you think she would even allow me to fuck her in her father’s house? And even if I did, isn’t it what you always told me to do?” Sandra realized that Maeve pra
“Toyota Corolla?” Maeve asked with shock when Gabriel stopped and opened the door for them to join another car. She has always known Gabriel to like some particular kind of cars and a Corolla was not one of them. Not even close. “You don’t like it?” Gabriel smiled teasingly, knowing she wasn’t a fan of cars like his sister. It was a car no one would suspect him of driving since he loved luxury cars, for which reason he arranged for it. “For me, it’s okay, but I know it’s not your type of car,” Maeve buckled up her seat belt and spoke. Gabriel smiled, feeling proud of the fact that she knew his likes and dislikes. “I feel happy that you know a lot about me but that is the reason I arranged for this car so that no one would suspect it too. I’m compromising everything for you.” Maeve smiled with gratitude, “Thanks for always thinking ahead.” Gabriel already started the car and stepped on the accelerator, asking, “So, what more did you do to Sandra?” He recalled that she wanted
Dylan left Sandra’s apartment and drove back to the office. While on the way, he tried severally to contact Vincent but the latter’s phone was switched off. It got so bad, that Dylan almost crashed into the car in front of him so he threw his phone into the passenger seat to focus on the road. Arriving at the office, he was about to call one of his spies to keep an eye on Maeve’s movement when Reginald’s secretary informed him that Reginald wanted to see him. Reginald had received a text message from Gabriel, ‘Dad, please keep Dylan busy for me today. I’m investigating the issue about Vincent’s strange death with Maeve and I don’t want Dylan to be suspicious.’ Reginald was happy that Gabiel was doing so with Maeve. If they found out about any negativity, Maeve would have first-hand information and break up with Dylan. It was all Reginald hoped for, that his daughter would break up this unhealthy relationship before it was too late. In that case, he would not be the one inciting