Lovelyn knew how stubborn she could be when she sets her mind to something. As soon as she heard of Naya little dinner party, she disguised herself as one of Naya’s male cousins and walked in. She wasn’t sure of why she thought that would be a great idea, but that worked out well when she was allowed in freely. She gazed around the house looking at the guests and searched for her daughter Hailey. That was who she cared about the most and that was whom she had come to get. If she doesn’t get Hailey, then no one was having a successful party. As she gazed around, moving suspiciously trying not to be noticed, she bumped into Zara who looked as lost as she was. “Could you watch where you are going?!” Zara scolded her in anger. Lovelyn ignored her and went on. When she got to the mansion stairway, she turned back to be sure Zara’s eyes hadn’t followed her. How wrong she was? The lady was still staring at her, as if suspicious of why she acted so weird. “Where the hell is that girl?!” Lo

Naya turned off the room light and climbed into bed feeling tired. As she placed the blanket over her, she felt Brett’s hands slide up her leg, towards her thigh to her stomach. “Wait!” She stopped him sharply. “I forgot to tell the servants to take out the crate of dirty plates. They can’t leave it in the kitchen overnight. It will make that place stink and attract rodents.” Brett frowned with an upset look. “Come on. You cannot be thinking of a responsibility when I am already so hard. I really need you in my arms right now.” He kissed her on the neck, and went straight to bed. “Baby, you need to give me a few minutes, okay?” Naya could barely concentrate. “I cannot sleep thinking of that thing lying out there on the kitchen counter.” “Where do you want them to put it then? It is past midnight.” Brett didn’t understand what she was on about. “They could put it in a dishwasher,” Naya already had the plan in mind. “We have about 5 dishwashers. They aren’t for fancy, are they?”

Brett couldn’t stop thinking of the message he received on the dinner night. Though it’s been five days since he received that message, he couldn’t sleep a wink. Naya suspected something was wrong with him due to how disturbed he looked, but he couldn’t disclose anything to her. He suspected she might get worried unnecessarily and that was nothing he wanted at that moment. Unable to forget the creepy chills it gave, he got out of the bar where he hung out with friends and grabbed hold of his car keys. “Where are you off to?” One of them asked, wondering what’s wrong. “I have something to handle,” Brett told him sharply before heading out. He got into his car and drove off towards the police station. He couldn’t keep this to himself anymore. He had to tell someone. He really needed to. “We are still trying to find your ex-wife,” the inspector told him as soon as he walked into the office. “You need to give us time to do our jobs. You aren’t helping by calling us every two days.”

Naya arrived home as quickly as she could with her heart banging against her chest. Brett was home too. He was seated on the couch, waiting patiently for her. As soon as she walked in, he flung his arm around her and hugged her very tightly.“I almost thought I was going to die,” he said with a broken tone. Naya broke the hug and cupped his face in her arms. “Look, I am here for you, okay?” She reminded him. “Just tell me what is going on.” “Take a look at this message,” he pulled out his phone and opened the message for her to see it. As soon as she saw it, she was dumbstruck and her face turned pale. The message goes as thus “It will happen one day when you didn’t expect. A bullet will be shot into someone’s skull and you won’t know who.” Naya read the message over and over again trying to be sure she read right. Her hands were literally trembling in fright. “Who…who sent this?” She managed to ask. “Must…must it be…. must it be…” She could barely complete her sentence.“I do

“Could you stop me at Ryan Gabby’s home for a few minutes?” Hailey asked her personal driver who looked displeased by that. “Sorry, Hailey. Your mum had specifically asked us not to drop you anywhere but home,” he told her. “It’s fine,” Hailey rolled her eyes. “I understand that you want to keep your job and all that. But could you let me give them this box of cookies at least.” She showed him the box of cookies that she made for Ryan’s family. “You are making me break rules and you know how much I hate breaking rules,” The driver looked mad as he diverted from their usual direction and went to Ryan’s place. “Thank you so much,” she appreciated, “You can tell Mrs Naya if you are in the mood to gossip. I do not care.”Frank’s experience had thought her a very big lesson. It was stupid to trust such loyal workers with secrets like that. Especially secrets that are against their masters. There is no doubt that they will report the secret to maintain this thing called loyalty.“I won’