Mae’s P.O.VMarcel squinted his eyes at me suspiciously while Elodie collected the bracelet, staring intently at me. “How could this be in the trash can? Even the maids didn’t find it so…..” Elodie exchanged fleeting glances with Marcel who shook his head as his eyes glinted with confusion.“What? Is there any problem?” A mischievous smile played on my lips but as soon as they faced me, the smile disappeared.Marcel finally talked. “I am just curious, what would the bracelet be looking for in the trash can, now that I think about it, since when have you been following us?”My breath soon got stuck in my throat and anxiety crept at the back of my neck as I tried to look for the perfect words to say. “Actually……” My words trailed. “Ummm, I was looking for the left piece of my earplugs so I deciphered that it must have got lost plus it was pretty expensive. I found the bracelet when I was searching for my earplug” I managed to form a lie. “And, I didn’t follow you. I was just here to gi

Elodie’s P.O.VA knock landed on my room’s door and I was taken aback to see Mae right at the door. She had a lopsided grin that crept at the corner of her lips. “Are you surprised?”“Of course I am, what are you doing here? Do you need help with anything, Mae?” I asked, darting my eyes back to the laptop’s screen. Because of her, I had to round up the things that I was doing and I shut it instantly. Fixing my gaze on her, I asked. “How can I help you, Mae?”“You have a lot to help me with…….” A smug smile was boldly written on her face. I had always known that there was something off with this lady. Ever since she said those words about Marcel being a flirt and dared to act like she was just joking, I had known that something was amiss. “I am listening”“I heard that you are Darius’s ex-wife. It is crazy how I wasn’t quick to recognize you. From what I remember, you were almost overweight but I am shocked that Marcel settled for you”The smile on my face vanished, replaced by a

Mae’s P.O.VSwiveling my gaze around the entire living room, my gaze fell on the huge portraits that were hung on the wall and different thoughts began to course through my mind. Beaming with a smile, I stood up from my wheelchair, imagining how beautiful the living room would be when the portraits of Elodie and her triplets were taken down, replaced by portraits of Marcel and me. As my face blushed red, I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, running my fingers through Marcel’s picture. My gaze flickered around the entire room while I thought about how to change the room decorations and most importantly, the flower vases because I was sure that Elodie must have been the one responsible for the decorations. Very soon, this whole house will be mine and most importantly, the owner of the house will be mine. I was soon jolted out of my thoughts because, in the dimly lit hallway, the rhythmic thud of luggage being dragged down the stairs echoed through the whole mansion while I quic

Elodie’s P.O.VAs soon as I stepped inside the house, Marcel swooned me in a hug that kind of took me aback because as much as I found comfort in his arms, I pushed him away from me, staring deep into his eyes for answers that had no questions. Forcing out a smile, I muttered. “Why? Did something happen…..”Marcel’s eyes closed briefly as his chest heaved before he ran his hands through his hair. “I have been trying to reach you. I thought that you got intimidated by what Mae did”My brows furrowed with confusion even though my eyes piqued with curiosity at the same time. “What? I ran out of battery and what do you mean by what Mae did?”Gently, Marcel led me to the plush couch and explained everything in detail to me. While he talked, I could see the anger in his eyes, how incredulous the whole issue seemed to him, and most importantly, how he couldn’t believe that Mae would do something like that. I knew from the very start that something was off with that witch when she began to

Susan’s P.O.V I paced back and forth, my mind drifting back to what happened between Mae and me. “Do I have to worry about her? That woman looks shady and manipulative and……” My words got stuck in my throat when I heard a growl that made a wave of icy dread wash down my spine. That was Darius’s voice and he was screaming my name!Why was he calling my name like that?Opening the door, I went down the stairs, packing my hair into a ponytail as his voice echoed through my ear. “Where is she? Where is Susan” I froze when I heard the sound of utensils shattering against the tiled floor. Dread settled at the pit of my stomach then but I mustered the courage and went down the stairs. When my gaze landed on him, time stood still at that moment as we both locked gazes.The air was thick with tension and darting my eyes off him as fear clawed at my throat, my lips parted slightly on sighting the broken shards of glass, the TV was broken, the flower vases were shattered to the ground and Da