Writing this chapter was a roller coasterđ.. Hope you enjoy dear readers.
Phoebeâs POV: Phew! We had finally escaped them. It wasnât easy, but we managed to elude them. I stepped out of the car and surveyed our surroundings. Navigating an unfamiliar place was quite challenging; I had no idea where we were. Mr. Lawrence emerged from the car, visibly out of breath. Seeing him worked up was oddly satisfying. âAre you sure you know how to drive? You nearly got us killed!â he yelled. I couldnât help but chuckle. âI didnât realize you were such a scaredy-cat,â I teased. âHey, watch your tongue,â he warned. âLook who's talking. Drop the act, Mr. Lawrence. I just saved both our asses,â I retorted. âCan you stop calling me that? It makes me feel old. Just call me Anthony, please.â A soft laugh escaped my lips. âWe need to get out of here.â âYes, but what about my car?â âYour car? I hope you're not thinking of driving us to wherever we're going.â âY-yeah.â âSeriously, AnthonyâŠâ He raised an eyebrow, signaling me not to call him by h
Phoebe's POV: It was hard enough to escape the men tailing us, but fortunately, we managed to slip away. However, finding the hideout proved to be more difficult. Anthony kept leading us to God knows where. Fortunately, we eventually found the hideoutâa small apartment located in an isolated place. It was kind of cute. We scanned the place to see if we were being followed. There was nothing to be alarmed about. As we peeked through the windows, no one seemed to be around. I wondered if it was the right place. "Are you sure this is the place?" "Yes, I believe so," I could sense his doubts in his tone. Clearly, he wasnât sure either. Suddenly, the door opened, and Chang's head popped out. "Chang." "Phoebe." He smiled at me. "Come on in," he invited us. He grabbed a seat for me and ignored Anthony, who chuckled. "You are bleeding," he noticed the little cut on my forehead. "It's nothing I can't handle." "No, I must treat it." "Chang, it's really oka
First Love⊠âYaa!!â Diana yelled, startling everyone. She ran towards Eric and hit him on the back. âHow dare you ignore me when I called you, huh? You imbecile, you almost got us all caught!â âS-sorry,â Eric stammered, trying to run from her. There was no way he could stand an upset Diana. He hid behind Phoebe. âHow dare you also yell at my client? Where do you think youâre going?â They kept running around Phoebe. Phoebe was about to say something when Diana glared at her. She handed Eric to Diana. âPhoebe!â Eric pleaded. She pretended not to have heard him. Diana grabbed his left ear. âOuch!â he winced in pain. âI was just concerned about Phoebeâs safety.â âYaa!!â Diana yelled again, almost damaging everyoneâs ears, especially Ericâs. His face turned pale as his soul almost left his body. âAre you saying I donât care about her? Huh? She clearly said she was okay. What more do you want me to do?â She shook his soulless body. Feeling for her boyfriend, Phoebe tr
The De-Royal Family Residence Vanessa was being strangled by her brother. He slammed her back against the wall and held her neck. Unable to breathe, she struggled to free herself, but he was much stronger than her. âC-Cloud, I -I -I c-c-canât breathe,â she managed to choke out. She was losing consciousness. A tear from her eye snapped him out of his rage. He quickly removed his hand. âKhofi! You nearly killed me, bastard.â Cloud hated the idea of hurting his precious sister but he had enough of her. âBastard? You fool, you canât even get your act together. I specifically told you not to stir up trouble, didnât I?â he yelled at her. She rubbed her throat and spoke, âI have done nothing to warrant this rough treatment from you, brother.â âI think there is something wrong with that head of yours.â âAre you insinuating I am insane?â âOf course. No sane person would embrace problems when weâre supposed to be avoiding them,â he explained. âI didnât kill him.â âYou thi
Notice: This chapter will be in Dianaâs point view. I am excited to share Dianaâs view on her case. Dianaâs POV This is the first case I've ever dealt with that has no systematic arrangement. Everything seems confusing, moving from one story to another. I can't wrap my head around this one. Not only is the family famous and dangerous, but Eric's connection to them makes it even harder to crack this case. I sat in my office all night, trying to find a way to avoid being stuck on one case forever. If I piece together all the information we have, it only leads to a dead end. Despite Mr. Lawrence's confession, I can't see where the case is going. The prime suspect is no longer a suspect. Damn it, I'm dying here. A knock on the door interrupted my messy thoughts. "Diana, can I come in?" Jasmine asked. I granted her permission to enter. "You don't seem okay," she said, worried. "Well, I'm not," I admitted. She didnât let me finish before she started blabbing. "O
Phoebeâs POV âHow did you get my number?â He laughed out loud. I couldnât figure out if he was an imposter, a helper, or a distraction. But he sounded confident and was confusing. âDonât you think that is the less important thing you should be asking?â he said. âItâs important to me. You could be a fraudster, and I canât deal with that.â He chuckled. âYou are as hard-headed as I thought.â âTell me why you came to me and not Diana? She is the one handling the case. I want a definite answer if you want me to listen to you.â âBecause I see more potential in you than Diana. She may be a lawyer, but she is a softie.â His tone was calm but harsh. There was no doubt in my mind that he is one of the men who look down on women in power. I chuckled. âLetâs meet up,â he said. âI hardly know anything about New York. I canât meet you anywhere,â I said to him. âDonât worry about that. You tell me your location, and I will have my men pick you up.â Men? I said to mysel
NOTICE: Mild sexual content⊠read with caution. Ericâs POVI knew Phoebe was hiding something from me. I knew exactly where she was.She met up with someone behind my back. I wondered why she hid it from me. What she being threatened? I wondered. But I had my doubts. It was impossible to for her to be threatened. She may look weak to the others but she was on a whole new level when she is angered.We need as we were told. Diana ordered us to stay low. It was pointless to do anything anyways.The key suspect was no longer the suspect. The case was all messed up.And now Phoebe was hiding something from me. A knock on the door , interrupted my thoughts. âHeyâ Phoebe entered.âYou look tired and distracted,â she observed. I sighed. I wanted to question her from keeping things from me, but it would make it worse. She would find out I was keeping an eye on her and have imprinted a tracker on her wrist watch. She was quite smart,in order to prevent that from happening. I had to keep
Cape Coast, GhanaBang, bangA woman in her mid-fifties kept banging on a door trying to wake up the person inside " Phoebe I am coming inside now", she stated angrily.She entered and her angry face quickly changed into a smile as she looked at the person sleeping so quietly like a sleeping beauty, it didn't last long as she turned to look around and saw how messy the place was, her anger resurfaces." And here I thought she said she had a meeting today" she whispered to herself as she got closer to the bed, she sighs and pulls her long sleeves up and slowly grabbed the pillow under Phoebe's head and held it up.boom!!Straight to her back and yelled, " Get up you sleepy head, you said you have a meeting todayââOuch!!, What theâŠ!! , Phoebe stopped mid-way as she realized who was standing in front of her, she quickly positioned herself and yawn. " Maa why did you wake me up so violently I needed the sleep" her mother scowled at her" Do you know what time it is? Huh, and I was thinkin