Jada barely managed to escape the police, she didn't know Ethan's estate was truly under surveillance. She was lucky that Ethan had not seen the gun she had aimed at his head. If he had only managed to get a glimpse of the weapon, she would have been nestling in a police cell by now. Damn, she cursed, throwing a kick into the air. If only the police had not shown up, she would have been able to the sound Ethan and hand him over to William. Right now, she will be having a best time of her life spending thousands and millions on her dream items. But now, she had to rent an apartment in Ethan's expensive estate to give the impression that she was not loitering around the days he saw her.Jada rented a house in the neighborhood, a small but comfortable apartment that blended seamlessly with the rest of the estate. She needed to appear as though she belonged, not as a stranger lurking with sinister intentions. She had spent a good chunk of her savings securing the place, but it was a ne

Ethan did not buy the idea of Jada assisting them with William, for all he knew she might as well be an accomplice. If only he had enough evidence, to convince Miranda, but there was none. "I don't think we should continue with this, this girl is not somebody you should trust."Miranda didn't bother to spara a last glance before pushing the door open and walking out of the room. Jordan was still sitting in the living room, are gays fixed on the television but the instant Miranda worked inside she stood immediately. "Hi," Miranda greeted with a small smile. "Ethan and I just had to sort some important things." "Oh, is everything alright?" "Of it is, it's nothing for you to worry about.""But are you really sure about this, Miranda question again this time seriousness etched across her face. "I mean, Ethan was not exactly pleased to see me when he came inside the previous time.""And what makes you think so?" Miranda asked with a raised eyebrow folding her arms under her breasts.

Williams gripped the steering wheel tightly as he pulled into the dimly lit alley. The address he was given had seemed strange and u familiar to him, but upon reaching, he realized that it was because it was a shady place.He couldn’t possibly have known somewhere like this. It was a rundown building on the outskirts of the town, a perfect place for deals like this. He killed the car engine and sat in silence for a moment, his fingers tapping against the wheel. He hated this, being played with like this!But if this was what it took to keep things quiet, then fine, he would do it. He grabbed the duffel bag from the passenger seat and stepped out into the cold night. The building loomed ahead, its windows shattered, its walls covered in large writings sprayed with paint. No one in their right mind would come to a place like this, but if his secret was ever discovered, he wouldn’t even be in his right mind, he would be finished.He walked to the entrance before placing the bag do

Ethan could feel the tension in the air the moment he stepped into the house that evening. Miranda was in the kitchen, moving around with a little too much force, she worked with all the anger in her, slamming drawers shut and setting plates down harder than necessary. The aroma of what she had cooked filled the room, but when he walked in, she didn’t acknowledge him. Instead, she took a plate and sat down at the dining table with only one serving.Ethan leaned against the counter, crossing his arms. "How was your day Miranda?”She completely ignored him. He wasn’t fazed and pressed on.“Where’s mine?" He asked playfully.Miranda finally looked up. "Oh, I didn’t think you’d want any. You know, since you don’t approve of how I spend my money and all." Ethan exhaled sharply. "You’re seriously this mad because I gave you an advice?" She stabbed her fork into her food. "It’s not about what you said, Ethan. It’s about control." "Control?" He frowned. "Miranda, this is about res

Losing Cassandra's number was one thing; the other was getting Miranda to come close to him and finally discuss why she had been acting like he was the devil's spawn. For all he knew, he was just doing what he knew how to do best,, which was making sure that everything went as planned, but here she was acting like he did something out of this world. The amount of hatred that he had faced from her was enough to send any reasonable person running, but he decided not to be that person who easily gave up. He decided to go over to where Miranda to be easily found. He was tired of pretending like everything was fine when his life was growing downhill, and he was being threatened right, left, and center. It wouldn't make any sense to keep on wallowing in problems when he just did something to alleviate the situation, even if it meant striking another deal. Miranda was shocked twelve minutes later when she saw Williams at her doorstep. " this is nonsense. The last time I saw you, I told