CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED-ONE *"speaking of the devil..." *"Oh, my God!!!!!" Hannah's shrill voice echoed through the room from the phone held by Janice. "When did this happen and I didn't know?!" She shrieked in shock. Janice had rushed home and she was slumped on her couch in her bedroom. Her eyes flickered to the wall clock in her room. Damn! It's pretty late. The time read: 10:23 pm.It's been a long hard day for her after all. "I didn't want to disturb your sleep or ruin your day. You must have had a long day at work and I could only make things far worse for you." "I told you already Janice... Your pain is my pain to bear as well. So don't you ever for once think that you are being a nuisance to me or something. I will always be there for you. Always...." Hannah said softly. Janice inhaled deeply and puffed out a deep breath. She narrated everything that had transpired. Hannah was stupefied to talk for the next couple of minutes after Janice was done narrating the ord
CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED -TWO *He just can't wait to have Janice as his bride.*"What the hell are you doing here?! At my house at such an ungodly hour Matt?!" Janice's shrill voice echoed in the dead of the night as she stood at the door with a glare on her face. Matt held up his hand with a smile plastered on his face. "C'mon now... I just wanted to check up on you considering everything that had happened. You need someone by your side and I am the right person for that." Mr George stepped forward, offering Janice a doleful smile. "Relax Janice. I am as depressed as you are about your father. He is after all my best friend and I feel bad about his present predicament. Your father never hesitated to help me when I'm in trouble and I would like to return the favour by making sure you are alright." Janice heaved out a deep breath in resignation. No matter how much she loathes Matt, she still has respect for Mr George. "Okay but I'm fine..." "You need comfort and I'm sure my
CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED -THREE*Her whole wide world was crumbling at her feet and there's no nothing she could do but gaped at it.*"What is the meaning of this?!" Janice slammed the newspapers on the kitchen counter in front of Matt.. He was casually sipping a cup of coffee. "Of what?" He feigned confusion. "The news flying around town? Don't act surprised!" she shrieked. It's been four days that the castle's started living at their house and it's been four days since her father was admitted into the hospital. He was still receiving treatment and she was able to keep in touch with him over the phone at least once a day. It was on one of those occasions that he had pleaded with her that the castles should continue to stay with her owing to security issues. "Please just let them stay with you. At least my heart will be at peace if they should stay with you. I am sorry if this is not what you wanted but I have no choice." She pressed her lips together tightly and heaved out a
CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED -FOUR *"I am nothing like my brother. I don't tolerate emotions."*He was reading the papers when a knock on the door, distracted him. The knock went twice again, following a pattern. He knew who it was. It was signal. He went to the door and unlocked it. A pair of grey eyes stared up at him. "Took you long enough to open the goddamn door! Just let me in already." It was late outside. "were you followed?" He asked in a menacing tone. She shivered. "Only a fool would be." She sniped. He chuckled. "Well come on in." He glanced outside to the left and right before he closed the door. "Well, if I eventually find out you were followed, I may have to restore to extreme measures. I'm sure you know what that means." He said as his eyes gleamed with a devilish menace. She shuddered and gulped. "Of course." She said in a tiny voice. "So what are you here for?" He said as he slumped down on his seat and took out a cigarette from the neatly emptied pa
CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED-FIVE*"...if you don't act and follow your heart, you will live to regret it for the rest of your life." *"I can't believe this is happening to me, Hannah!" She cried, her hands holding her face in misery as she rocked the chair anxiously. "What do I do?!" She cried again. Hannah heaved out a deep sigh, with pity and sadness furrowing her brows. "I am so sorry about what you are going through, Janice and I really wish I could help but...." her voice trailed off as she bit her bottom lip furiously. Damn it! She wished she could really do something to ease the pain her best friend is going through! She wished she could save her just like she did a long time ago; the day she saved her from her bullies and gave her a new life. She really wished she was capable of giving Janice the life she deserved but she was powerless... She doesn't have any connections above the Jordans. This is the Jordans' business. She is hopeless... As much as she wanted to do so
CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED -SIX*"Fine. Call me Brad..." *"So what's the plan?" Rachael asked as the car slowed down, stopping a few meters down the street where the Glam Fashion Company was situated. The man cocked his head and clucked his tongue. "What do you think?" He quipped with a smirk on his face. Of course, she had no idea but saying that out loud would probably lead to a death sentence. He would most probably spank her face just like he did the other time. She could still feel the numb sensation on her cheeks. "Huh?" He prodded again, the smirk melting into a glare. She quickly bit her bottom lip and gathered herself. "Y-yeah... I guess so." She stammered. He arched his brows and clicked his tongue, shaking his head. "It's high time you take this mission very seriously, Rachael or I will be forced to do something that you will regret. Perhaps send you back to Scotland." Her eyes widened as she shook her head furiously. Anywhere but there! She doesn't wanna go b
CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED -SEVEN *It hurt so fucking much!*She needed a walk. Her brain was literally frying from all the frustration and depression she had experienced these last few days. Her brain was all fuzzy and needed to cool off so she thought a morning walk be her rescue. Well, at least in the meantime. She just wanted to be away from the whole drama in the house. Father arrived yesterday and he looked hale and fine but she wasn't happy still. Maybe because Matt was still in the house living as if he owned it. Acting like the good boy, like her father's son and it irks her to her bone marrow. She loathed being around the house and seeing them all mushy mushy. Like the father and son relationship. Maybe he was trying so hard to be in his best books because he was going to get married to her. Arghhhhh!!!! Even the thought of getting married to Matt Castle sent a shiver down her spine. She hated everything about that man called Matt Castle!!! She picked up her pace as s
CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED-EIGHT*She wished he could at least read her mind so she doesn't have to say the words out loud.*Her breath hitched in her throat and at that moment, all she ever wanted was to fling herself into his strong arms and weep. Hopefully, things work out for the best. But right now... *"....I can read your emotions like an open book. And for a fact, I know that you never for once liked this matt, Castle."* How could he tell? Well, that was true for a fact... Well, there was no point hiding the obvious and here she thought she was a great actor.She inhaled deeply and puffed out a deep breath. Such a lame performance I must say. She chided herself internally. "Jane?" He called out smoothly, snapping her back to reality. "Yeah... Um... Well, I-" She sputtered. Damn it! She doesn't know what to say or where to start. He gripped both of her shoulders, shaking her gently. His blue eyes were still intent and hooded upon hers but something else flashed in his