After spending hours relaxing in warm water, I began to feel better. I climbed onto the bed and began to recall everything that had happened earlier with a pang of desire. A smile curved my lips as I remembered how successfully Rachel's plan had been foiled. However, a terrifying realization washed over me when I remembered that I was ovulating and had no access to a plan B. "Oh, my God!!" I exclaimed, standing up from the bed and frantically searching for our phone. I found it hidden where Vera used to hide it, to prevent Rachel from taking it away. I quickly connected to the estate's WiFi and attempted to call Denzel through his social media messenger. However, it appeared that he was offline. I tried again in the early hours and this time Denzel picked up. "Baby boss, you need to leave the estate immediately," Denzel said urgently. "Why?" I asked, concerned. "Rachel just confirmed that Brandon raped one of his workers and murdered her to cover it up," Denzel burst into laughte
Brandon Henderson's Narrative On Sunday morning, I woke up as the daylight slowly filtered through the window, fully activating my senses. Upon opening my eyes, I noticed Rachel standing before me, fully dressed and wearing an angry expression. Instantly, I knew the reason for her displeasure."Good morning," Rachel greeted me, still wearing an angry expression."Rachel, I mistakenly called you Jewel last night. I'm very sorry. Emma's image was all over my face and I...," I began explaining."I didn't spend the night here," Rachel interrupted me with a dry tone."Are you sure?" I furrowed my brow and my gaze narrowed."I did not sleep here," Rachel reiterated."What?! Was Emma here last night?" I asked, hoping that the answer would be no. Rachel dragged out her response, leaving me in suspense, and causing my heart to almost leap out of my chest."Was she?!" I pushed further."No," Rachel finally replied, a smile playing on her lips. A sense of relief washed over me and I took a deep
Brandon Henderson's Narrative "Mornin'," Richard said as soon as he entered my private lounge, holding two glasses of beetroot juice. He had just come from the gym and his body was all sweaty and shiny. He placed one glass of beetroot juice on a small table next to the lounger I was lying on. "I wasn't surprised when you didn't show up at the gym this mornin'. Knowing' last night was your honeymoon," Richard chuckled and plopped himself on the sofa. I was deep in thought and so I did not utter a word. Richard took a sip from his glass and fixed his eyes on me. "What's up, buddy?" Richard asked. "Today is the saddest day of my life. Last night, while I was havin' a good time, even though I was completely wasted, I felt like I was in freakin' paradise and I never wanted it to end. But, wakin' up this mornin' and findin' out that I fucked one of my wife's servants, it just brought so much sadness to me," I mumbled. "Oh, my goodness! This is unreal. Tell me it didn't happen!" Richar
A call came in on my phone as Richard and I, along with my bodyguards, were making our way towards Rachel's lounge. I glanced at it and saw that it was from General Victor Sanchez, a high-ranking military general who was leading the search for my kidnapped workers."General Victor," I said as I answered the call."Boss, the President has issued an official order to the troops," General Victor said."What does the order say?" I inquired."It's a recall. He wants them back at their camps within the hour," General Victor informed me."Why?" I stopped in my tracks and asked. The troops had been incredibly helpful so far, managing to rescue eight of my workers without having to pay any ransom, including the six-month-old baby."He claims there is a new threat that requires the troops to be redeployed elsewhere," General Victor explained. Samuel was quite close to both the President and Vice President. If there was a need to redeploy the troops, Samuel would have called me and informed me.
On Monday morning, I was in my room at Eleanor's Mansion, getting dressed to go to the office. I had made the decision to spend the night at my mother's residence as her comforting words provided me solace and allowed me to regain my strength. This was necessary, especially since I had to maintain my brave facade despite what happened on Saturday night. A voice note came through on my phone, and Eleanor's voice reverberated in the room. "Bran, tune in to the cable News Web. It looks like your friend talked to the press last night about his recent findings on his missing daughter, and it was just announced as the next upcoming program," Eleanor said with excitement in her voice. I wondered why Samuel didn't call me to share the progress with me last night when he knew I was searching for Emma too. I quickly picked up the phone and, through the exit that was in my closet, rushed down to the main sitting room and tuned in to the Cable News. On the channel's Breakfast Bulletin, a progr
"I know that my daughter is with you. The very least you can do right now is to send her back to me. Do not push us to the brink!" Another message came in from Kaiden Harrison."I swear to God, if you fuck my fiancee, you'll spend the rest of your miserable life regretting it!" Slowly, I lifted my head and stared at Richard, who sat in front of me. Richard stood up, snatched the phone from my hand, and began to read the messages.After reading, Richard showed me a statement released by Kaiden Harrison on his verified social media account a few hours ago. In the post, Kaiden accused me of kidnapping and pledged to exact revenge. He even urged anyone using Zenith products, including phones, laptops, and Zenith phone lines, to discard them. Kaiden promised to bring in an investor from Finland who owned one of the most popular phone lines in the country. He also vowed to take me to court and ensure that Zenith Company lost its operating license.I slowly scrolled through the comments
Emma's narrative Coming out of the room where Rachel had held me captive for months was a monumental breakthrough for me, and I vowed that no one would ever confine me like that again.I glanced at Jake, one of Brandon's bodyguards that stood a few feet away, holding a phone to his ear. After a few minutes, Jake strolled over to the car I was in and rapped his fist on the window. Slowly, the window rolled down."I ain't going back to that estate. I want my son"! I reiterated what I had told them as soon as we arrived at the estate gate, prompting the chauffeur to pull over by the roadside."Take it easy, ma'am. I just called the boss. He said I should bring you to where he is," Jake said."Where's he at?" I asked nonchalantly."He's at Eleanor's mansion," Jake responded and motioned to the chauffeur."Please, turn around. The boss said we should take her to Eleanor's mansion," the bodyguard instructed, and the car began to turn."What about my son?" I inquired."Your son is at Eleano
"Put the baby down and get the hell out of this room!" yelled Brandon, his voice filled with anger. I quickly placed the baby in the crib, but I couldn't make my way to the door as Brandon was standing in the doorway. After giving me an intense glare, Brandon stepped aside, allowing me to slowly exit the room. "Hey, listen up. Never come near this baby again, and if you even breathe a word about being kept in a secret room and pregnant with my child, I'll kick your ass! I swear to God!" Brandon bluntly warned me, his eyes narrowed menacingly. I stood rooted in place, staring at the stranger before me. "This evening, I'll be giving your dad a call and informing him that you have been found. So get ready, you're heading back to Malmo tonight," Brandon declared. "It's already past seven," I pointed out, searching for more evidence to confirm that Brandon had been replaced. The real Brandon would never allow me to undertake a journey at this hour of the day. "That's even more reason fo