Eron walked into his company's conference room, feeling as lifeless as he looked. He had not yet figured out what to do with, or to Kayla for messing his life up like this. It was obvious that he had been drugged, but he was sure at that point, that he did not have sex with Kayla. But only if his woman would believe him. How could she? There were tons of evidence pointing to the false notion that he was guilty, and until he came up with something that would vindicate him, he knew he had to stay away from her. "Let's go straight to the point with the meeting. The presentation first, any other thing will be postponed until the next meeting." Eron spoke rigidly, as soon as he took his seat. A nudge here and there, some mumbling, before the board member responsible for the presentation stood up and began to dish out his speech. Eron zoned out during the course of presentation—a habit that was very much unlike him. He missed everything that the man said and as a result, he had to tell hi

"... your real daddy is Ian Sunsetto Castile." The words rang over and over in Titi's head. Was the world spinning? Because that was exactly how she felt. She gripped the edge of the kitchen counter for support and did not stop her mom this time as she grabbed the bottle of whiskey again and instead of pouring into a glass this time, she drank greedily from the bottle."No. No, you said my dad, Eron.. he- he did investigations, he did DNA tests and shit, he's my father." Titi cried in disbelief. Kayla had the guts to grin like a cat."Well, yeah. He did those stupid tests and they came out positive, because yes, facts, your dad is stupid smart, but not smarter than his own father. Ian was such a smart man. He did all the undercover work. He said he didn't want you, in fact, he loathed you before you came into this world and all he wanted was for me to get rid of you. I refused, and asked him to pin it on his son, as that is the only way—" hiccup. "—as that is the only way I would not

Frema could not help how shame covered her entire skin like a cold blanket. Her flat shoes thankfully produced minimal noise against the tiles of the hospital as she tried to find the ward she'd been directed to. She tried to convince herself that she was only here because of the dream Josh had but it only seemed like she was lying to herself. She had only needed a reason to be here, and upon getting that reason, she called in sick at the ‘new’ place she worked in and prepared herself to see him.On getting to the door of his ward, she pushed it open warily and stepped inside, shutting the door behind her before she looked up at him. Her lips parted in shock at the sorry sight in front of her, and she gripped the door handle for support when she stared on. The person on the hospital bed was anything, but recognizable. The pictures on TV was censored, and did not do him any justice. In real life, he looked like a lost cause. He resembled a corpse, a literal one. He was covered with a f

"Mom, I think I'm being followed." Titi complained, breathing heavily as she took out a bottle of water from the fridge and began to down its content. Kayla raised a brow."Followed? Girl, what the hell are you saying? Why would anyone follow us?" She questioned, becoming alert at the same time. Titi finished drinking and tossed the bottle, taking a seat to catch her breath."Hell, if I knew. One minute I'm walking back from this boy's home and the next, a black car—""Hold on, what boy's place?" Kayla snapped, cutting her off, to which Titi rolled her eyes."Stay with me, mom, that's not the problem here. I was being followed. FOLLOWED, by God only knows who, and I was being followed for almost one hour, but since I didn't have money for any Uber, I kept walking faster, hoping I'd lose the creep. I didn't. He only drove past our house when I got here but I swear he was following me." She said and Kayla stared at her daughter some more before grabbing her, only to spin her around to c

"I cannot believe I'm at Eron's funeral. I've always wanted to meet the man, but not like this, you know." It was yet another fangirl, on the phone with her friend as she passed by Eron's open coffin.Frema stood over the coffin, her eyes glistening with unshed tears as she watched him solely.. or better still, what used to be him. She was the only one who stood there now, as she had chosen to be the last to see him again. His body no longer smelt so bad and she realized it must be from the preservatives they'd used on him. She shook her head when more memories of them started to flood in. Her chest was constricting with so much pain and the tears now flowed at their own will but she stood there and let it all out.He had no family member to be here for him and everyone who came were either acquaintances or business partners. And then, her family. Almost everyone walked around nonchalantly, they even looked like they were at a mere business event and the only time she saw them twist t