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Ch-31

WILSON’S POVI knew something was wrong the moment she asked to see me privately.She had been working in the family for years. And I had personally requested for Mira to be transferred from the main family house to my own house.She had been there long before Lillian, long before everything went south.“Sir, I need to speak to you,” she said while fidgeting. Her hands were trembling and her voice was equally as shaky. And her chaotic demeanor unsettled me.I frowned, setting the file I had been reading aside.“What is it?” I asked.“Not here, please,” she said gesturing to the sleeping Lillian.My heart fell. I knew it was going to be some really bad news. I stood up and motioned for her to follow behind me.We moved to the smaller sitting room. It was the farthest room from the masters bedroom and it was also one of the most secure rooms in the house.“Talk,” I said, my patience thinning.She swallowed hard. “It’s about Madam Hilda.”“What about her?” I asked, masking the dread I fe

Ch-32

HILDA'S POVIt was late at night and I was already sleeping when a commotion woke me. It was obviously the sound of a scuffle between two men. I was confused, the only man I had living in my house was my security, Rodney.I wore a robe and quickly made my way downstairs. The scene downstairs wasn't one I had expected.My security was trying to stop an obviously drunk Wilson from getting into the house. I instantly frowned. Why was he in my house? How did he know my house? I felt very unsettled. I walked over to them, ready to put an end to whatever bullshit was going on.“What in the world is happening here?” I asked.“Miss Hilda, he just pulled up here and started acting a nuisance,” Rodney replied.“Thank you, but I was speaking to him,” I said.I turned to face Wilson. “ Why are you here?” I asked.“Please, can I come in,” he asked suddenly mellow and calm.I thought for a moment and sighed. I gestured to Rodney to open the smart gate.“You're in no condition to drive and I can't d

Ch-33

WILSON’S POVHilda’s words hit where it hurt and it worsened how I felt.I flinched, my chest tightening as I looked at her.“I deserve that. Every single word,” I said quietly.She let out a soulless laugh, shaking her head slowly.“You don’t get to sit there and act like this will fix anything,” she said. “You don’t get to come here, dump this on me, and then get what exactly? Closure? Forgiveness?”“No, I don’t expect that. I know I don’t deserve it,” I said quickly, my voice breaking before I could control itHer eyes hardened but her voice remained soft.“Then why are you here? Why now? After everything that has happened,”she demanded.I swallowed hard, my throat feeling dry as I looked down at my hands. They were trembling and I hated how weak I looked in front of her, but I couldn’t help it. I had not been eating or sleeping well and I had exhausted the last of my energy having sex with Lillian before Mira's arrival.“I found out today, I didn’t know before, Hilda. I swear to y

Ch-34

WILSON'S POV It was already dawn but my car was still parked in front of Hilda's house. I just couldn't bring myself to go back home. I knew she wasn't ready to forgive me and I knew I also didn't deserve it but I just couldn't get myself to drive back home. My sleep had been quite uncomfortable but I deserved it and worse. I watched as the front door opened and a visibly pissed Hilda stalked out. She banged on my car window as soon as she got close and I tapped a button and the window glided down. “Why the fuck are you still here?” she asked. “It's 5:30am you should not be outside my house.” I flinched, it was the first time I was hearing Hilda curse.“I'm sorry, I just couldn't……..,” I trailed off. “You just couldn't what? Can you stop with the whole sorry spiel? I'm tired of hearing that bullshit,” she said, a deep frown adorning her beautiful face. Her soft golden brown eyes looked so fierce and sharp. “I'

Ch-35

HILDA'S POV Lillian ignored her completely, keeping her gaze trained on me.“That makes two of us,” I replied coldly. Lillian let out a soft laugh, leaning back in her chair. “You look tired. Rough night?” Cierra glanced at me, already sensing the shift in my mood. My eyes hardened.“Get up,” I said. “Excuse me?” “I said get up,” I repeated, my voice was calm but firm. “Before I make you.” How I managed to keep calm I didn't know when all I wanted was to slap the bitch’s ugly face. Lillian’s smile faltered for a second before she recovered. “Who do you think you are? Geez, I'm just trying to be nice to you.” I let out a short laugh, shaking my head. “Nice?” “Yes,” she said firmly like she had done no wrong. I felt my blood boil as I remembered the night I sat in a pool of blood. Cierra placed her hand lightly on my arm. “Hilda…” I didn’t look at her.“

Ch-36

WILSON’S POVI sat on the floor of the balcony, back against the sofa and bottles of whiskey littered around me.I stank of alcohol, I was slowly becoming an alcoholic but I couldn't help it. I needed it, to forget, to not feel.I had not been to the company in three days, my mom, dad and assistant had been blowing up my phone but I had rejected all their calls. I even had my security stop my parents from gaining access into my house.All I had done in the past three days after Lillian had been arrested was drink, sleep and eat the little food I could stomach.I had devoured bottles on bottles of whiskey but it still wasn't enough. It was no longer even enough to stop my wandering thoughts. I needed something else, something to shut my mind off. But there was nothing else I was willing to try.I hated myself, I was disgusted with myself. The thought of the number of nights I had spent with and in Lillian repulsed me. I had been sleeping with my child's killer.I felt like scratching t

Ch-37

HILDA’S POVThe sun was high and bright enough for the rays to slice through the curtains. I stayed put on the couch, loving the feel of the warmth on my skin. I hadn’t planned to do anything today. It was just meant to be a lazy day with Cierra.But my mind was doing anything but being lazy. My mind was working overtime, thinking and dissecting events that had happened years back.Cierra was sprawled across the armchair, scrolling lazily through her phone, making occasional noises of approval or disgust at the tiktoks she was watching. I had not been all that present, the past few days. I had been stuck in my head overthinking.She gave me space and didn’t pry or ask questions. She just existed in the space with me, and right now, that was exactly what I needed.I wrapped my arms around my knees and pulled them closer. I sat back and fixed my gaze on the walls I’d paced a million times, the shelves I’d stared at a millions more.The café incident replayed in my mind, Lillian’s scream

Ch-38

HILDA'S POV.Adrian had asked me to be his date to the yearly charity gala. It was a black tie event and we were both matching. It was merely a coincidence. I had on a diamond studded long black dress that had a very long risqué slit. He was dressed in a diamond studded black suit as well.I was having a good time and I had really missed Adrian. He had been out of town for a week and he only got back the night before the gala. It was the first time I was seeing him in a week. He was like a nice breath of fresh air from the Lillian and Wilson issue.I had not told him about the Lillian issue. I was also super grateful that the news had not been leaked to the media. I wouldn't have been able to deal with the pitiful stares and false sympathy.I stood beside Adrian with a glass of champagne while he networked.I was engaged in the conversation until I saw Wilson, he was standing with a few people. I felt the pull on my heart strings as I looked at him. He looked so unlike him, he had suc

Ch-39

WILSON’S POVThe air in the alley behind the gala stank of perfume and spilled drinks. I had come out after Hilda had left, I was calling my chauffeur to come out back so we could leave. I didn't have it in me to put up with the overbearing paparazzi. As I leaned against the wall, I heard footsteps behind me.I turned and saw Adrian casually leaning against the brick wall, his hands were shoved deep in his pockets and he had that infuriating smirk plastered across his face.He had that look, the one that suggested he knew exactly what he was doing and didn’t care who got burnt in the process.“You know, I really didn’t expect to find you here tonight,” he drawled, slow and deliberate.I stepped closer, my fists tightened and my jaw locked as I fought for calm. “What do you want, Adrian?”He tilted his head, the predatory smile growing wider.“Are you asking what I want in general or just right now? Nevermind, I'll answer both. I wanted to see her, of course. I wanted to see the hype

Ch-40

HILDA’S POVI had just gotten out of the shower when the doorbell rang.I frowned, tying the belt of my robe tightly as I walked downstairs. It was too early for visitors and I wasn’t particularly expecting anyone. Cici had left earlier that morning after a sleepover and I had the house to myself.The bell rang again.“Coming,” I called out, quickening my steps.I opened the door and Adrian stood there.For a second, I didn’t even register anything different. Then my eyes adjusted, and I noticed the split at the corner of his lip and the fist size bruising along his jaw.My brows furrowed immediately. “Adrian?”He gave me a small smile, the kind that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Hey.”“What happened to you?” I asked, stepping closer towards him.He shrugged, like it wasn’t a big deal. “It’s nothing.”“It’s obviously not nothing,” I said, my voice firm. “Who did this?”He hesitated and sighed.“It’s fine, Hilda. I didn’t come here for that,” he said, holding up my pink birkin bag. “Yo

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