Pov: KaydenI leave Zara standing there and return to the guest room. Putting down my folder I hold onto the table in an attempt to calm myself down.However, what happened earlier just kept playing in my mind and it made me feel… irritated.As I breathe deeply to calm myself down, I hear my phone ringing. The caller Id showed it is Monica.“Hello? Monica?”“Hey, Kay. Can you come over to my house for a bit? I’m alone. I have something to talk to you about.”“Why? What happened?”“Just come over. I want to talk to you in person.”“Okay.” I hang up and move out.I could not guess what is it that she wants to tell me. I know she’s a little petty and moody, she’s always been. I’ve always given in to her.I arrive at her place in no time. She lived alone and her place always made me feel comfortable.When I enter, I see Monica seated in her living room. She is clearly engulfed in melancholy, looking a little lonely.I sigh and walk to her. “Monica, why did you call me here?”She raises he

Pov: KaydenI come back home from a business trip. I was not here for a few days, I hope that woman didn’t get herself killed.I asked a maid where she is. The maid informed me that Zara went to her production set. It was her first day today and so Mr. Jones has gone to pick her up.Suddenly, I hear some incoherent noises from outside. I walk out the door in large strides. However, a soft body immediately fell on me the moment I reach the door.When I regain my bearings I feel Zara’s breasts pressing my chest, causing my heart to tremble and my body to heat. She lays her head on my shoulder. But soon, I see her red face, her eyelashes fluttering and her delicate lips looking like juicy flower petals.Her ear was rubbing against my neck, tickling me. I freeze with my eyes fixed on her. “What’s going on?”The reeking smell of alcohol assaults my nose as if she just came of out a tank of rum.“Hey…” Zara looks at me. I frown at her behavior. “Honey, I’m home.”“…”I have no choice but to

Pov: Zara“Zara, I’m doing this for your own good. The Chengs are not bad. Although the son is not mentally stable, they have a lot of money. You’ll be leading an easy life ahead. They won’t be able to control you.”I snort. “Mrs. Hana Wilson, if it’s that good, why don’t you marry Lora to the Chengs.”Lora is another step-sister of mine who is a producer. She is elder than Linda. “It’s because they don’t like Lora, they liked you.” My stepmother has a very reasonable tone.“I’m not interested in anybody’s money neither am I interested in some arranged marriage. I’ve already told someone to retrieve my belongings from the house. I’m never coming back.”“You want to cut ties with us? Fine! Go ahead. But what about the money we put in to raise you? Now that you’ve grown wings, you don’t care about anything.”I was dumbfounded. “Alright, putting aside the fact that I worked for you all like a housemaid, for which I should get a lot of money by the way, you gave me a place to live. So I’l

My drama soon began filming and I go to the filming sight.As I am putting on my costume I hear the cast coming in one by one. It started getting crowded. The moment Kai enters all girls turn to look at him like lovestruck fools.After I finish getting ready, I head to the waiting area and sit there till my scene is not announced. The costume is a little heavy and it also has a cape-like thing that spreads on the floor.In order to carry this dress without getting it messed up, I lift it up in my hands but I step on something at that same moment.I only realize when someone called out, “Whoa! You stepped on Freya’s dress!”I turn around and see Freya lifting her dress. She looks at me and smiles. “It’s alright.”“I’m so sorry, Ma’am.” I apologize profusely. Way to offend people on my first day. What the hell is wrong with me?“You are the rookie who’s playing Estelle right?”“Yes ma’am,” I reply immediately.Freya seems to have a good temper. “Not bad. Do well. All the best.”“Thank

Pov: KaydenWe leave the Marshall Residence. I was really surprised, at how smoothly things went. I can tell everyone likes her very much, be it my mother or grandfather.But again, they’ll like anybody as long as she’s not Monica. They are also of the thought that Monica might hinder my way ahead and she’s not as simple as she looks.But I’ve been with her since I can remember. There’s no way anybody knows her as well as I do.Suddenly Zara yells, “Good Lord!”I glance sideways to see her shocked looking at the title and property deeds she got as our wedding present.She was reluctant to accept it maybe because she didn’t feel worthy of it but I explained that she deserves it as the daughter-in-law of the Marshalls.While smiling, she looked at the two packets repeatedly. “It looks like there are some benefits to tolerating your bad temper.”I look at her. “Money-grubber.”And on top of that, she’s the first daughter-in-law of the generation. There’s much more to come in the future.