Narrator
Lily immediately ran to her room and dialed Brett’s number after listening to Isabella and Tristan’s conversation. She had a deal with Mr. George to pretend a fake marriage with Tristan to help him win, but truthfully wad she was here to help Brett win instead.
“What do you mean by he is already one step ahead of me?” Brett asked her over the phone.
“Isabella is pregnant, with an heir,” She whispers to him over the phone.
“What?” Brett screamed immediately, and she pulled the phone away from her ears due to how loud he was.
“Yes, I heard them clearly,” She said.
“F*ck, fu*k ” He cursed repeatedly and she rolled her eyes.
“What do we do?” He sighed and looked agitated.
“We need to take Isabella out of the way,” Lily said both with hatred and envy.
“What? What do you me by that?” Brett knew what she meant but he wanted to believe she was kidding.
“You heard me right? We need to kill her,” She said clearly and he gasped.
“That’s too much Lily,” he said already disputing the idea, while she hissed.
“What other options do you have, because clearly, you can’t deal with Tristan on your own,” She stated facts.
“This way he would be miserable, and would not want to return come back to the company if she dies,” She told him.
“Think about all the wealth, the respect, the power you would get from all of this Brett,” She was brainwashing him and he just it was working easily.
“Power,” he sighed.
“Yes, we can get all of those if Isabella is out of the way,” She smiled as she told him that.
“She is the only stumbling block you your awaiting success, and we need to finish her quickly,” She said to him and he was already sold on the idea.
“Get it done, and make sure you don’t get caught,” he stated to get over the phone.
“It would be my absolute pleasure,” She smiled and closed her eyes pleased to hear that.
“The presentation is on Monday, so get it done quickly,” He stated and a smile spread across her lips.
“Sure thing,” she responded and he hung up the call while she fell flat then bed.
“Poor Isabella, you’re about to meet your long-awaited death,” She smiled staring at the ceiling.
*
Throughout the weekend after the incident with Isabella, Tristan had tried to reach Isabella but it was all a failed attempt. It was always sent to the voice call, though he had heard she was good from her parents, but he just wanted to hear from her.
He looked at the mirror ad he fixed his tie, today was the presentation and final project plan from Brett and himself, it was going to decide who would take over after Grandfather.
He wasn’t even worried about the presentation, all that bothered him was Isabella.
~Isabella~
I groaned as I rolled on the bed, I had been having dreams and In those dreams, I would see Tristan smiling, kissing, and holding me. It was clear, and sometimes I would hear his voice whispering how much he loved me. I had been crying myself to sleep throughout the week after my encounter with Tristan, I didn’t know what else to do and his to react to the whole situation, and whenever I managed to sleep, there he was kissing me till I woke up.
It was overwhelming for me, in reality, he was the man who kind of said he wanted nothing to do with my child, but in my dreams, he was the man who would look at me and worship me like I was a goddess, it was draining and confusing for me that I wondered if I wanted to do anything with this child.
I groaned as I got up from the bed, and walked to the bathroom to take a shower quickly even though I didn’t want to. The girls had proposed a forced dinner at 11 am on a Monday and I had no other option than to comply but go first it.
So I creamed my body and got dressed in a milk chiffon sleeves puff mini dress, grabbed a purse wore my shoes, and stared at myself in the mirror, I looked at the muffin necklace on the table and sighed, I took it off from my neck after my incident with Tristan, and only brought it having after the dreams I had. I hissed due to the conflict I had about taking it or not, before taking it and putting it in my purse before leaving my room. We were meeting at a restaurant not so far from the house so I was going to walk and enjoy the cool breeze.
I was walking down the street when suddenly a car pulled in front of me, and before I could run or scream they grabbed me and placed a handkerchief causing me to lose consciousness.
I didn’t know how long it was, but when I woke up I was tied in a chair and was in an abandoned warehouse, I could hear charter, the sounds of cars moving, and noises which told me I was still in the city.
I shook my body and tried to free myself but it was a failed attempt, leading to my screaming.
“Help,” I screamed.
“Someone help me,” I screamed louder, and immediately the door opened, I turned around to see who walked in but I couldn’t until the person stood in front of me.
“Lily,” I called out shocked.
“Hi,” She smiled evilly and hissed.
“What is going on Lily? Why am I here?” I said in a clear tone, trying to hide how terrified I was.
“You crazy bitch,” She slapped my face and I could taste my blood in my mouth.
“Damn it, my baby,” That was the only thought in my mind at that moment.
“Why did you not just die? Why did you have to come out of coma,” She yelled and I looked at her confused.
“You could have stayed quietly with your lost memory, and this would not be happening, but you suddenly got pregnant?” She hissed and slapped my stomach, while my eyes widened in shock as tears fell from my eyes.
“Lily please, don’t hurt my baby, please,” I begged tears falling from my eyes.
“Like your tears would change anything,” She laughed.
“Smile, I need to take a photo for your beloved,” She joked when the camera clicked and my eyes watered even more.
“I can’t die, my baby can’t die,” I thought in my heart fear gripping me when she hit my head again and this time I heard that high-pitched sound in my head, and it all started to come back.
“Tristan,” I mumbled my eyes flutter.
“You think, he’s going to save you? You think calling his name would make a difference,” She hit my stomach and I cried out in pain and fear for my baby.
“You are going to die today Isabella,” she yelled.
“You and this baby would die,” She hit my face.
~Tristan~
Brett made his presentation and I must say it was good, he came prepared but it wouldn’t be at mine, which I was confident of. He finally concluded and it was my turn to speak when my phone beeped, I looked at the message and it was a photo. Lily.
I tapped on the message and behold Isabella was tied to a chair, with a bloody mouth.
“What the heck?” I ran out of it meeting room in hate and called Dylan immediately.
“What’s up, man?” He said cheerfully.
“Isabella,” I could barely breathe as I got in the car.
“Calm down, what’s going on?” He asked.
“Isabella has been kidnapped by Lily,” I managed to say, my breathing still hitched.
“What!” He screamed immediately.
“How?” He asked.
“She sent a pho photo of her tied up, I’m scared men, Isabella is pregnant,” Tears filled my eyes.
“Relax, did you see anything,” he asked as I started the car, while he immediately added Jake and Jared on the phone.
“Hey guys,” They said in uniform.
“Lily kidnapped Isabella,” Dylan said immediately and they screamed.
“It was a warehouse, I saw an old warehouse,” I sighed driving to God knows where.
“I’m browsing all the warehouses in LA,” Jake said and I was grateful.
“There are a lot of them, anything ride that was specific?” Jace asked.
“No,” I responded restless.
“Can we track her phone? Or anything?” Jared asked and immediately I recalled the necklace I gave her on our trip.
“Yes, I placed a tracking device in her necklace,” my heart calmed down a bit.
“Hold on, ” I parked the car, and immediately found the locations and shated it to them.
“It’s a thirty minutes drive from the office,” I stated.
“I already contacted the police and shared the location,” Jared said.
“Thanks, man,” I signed in relief.
“We are on our way, so call Lily and buy it time, okay,” Dylan said which was smart.
“Okay I’ll do that,” I responded.
“We would make sure Isabella and your bay is fine,” Dylan stated and I nodded my head like they could see me before ending the car.
I dialed Isabella’s number immediately and resumed driving this time with so much speed.
*
Twenty minutes later I was there at the warehouse, the boys were here already and the police had yet to arrive. Dylan was at the top of another building across the warehouse with a sniper while I was on the phone with Isabella.
“I will kill her Tristan, and I will send her body as a gift to you,” She laughed loudly, and heck I was scared. I was afraid of what she had done already and if Isabella was even okay.
“Lily please, let’s talk this out, you do not have to go down this part,” I said, while I stated at Dylan. He used to be in a bodyguard agency before he ventured into business.
“I want you to feel miserable, you write supposed to be miserable,” she stated in anger.
“I am miserable Lily,” I yelled frustrated.
“No you are not,” she paused.
“You are happy? You glow because of her and I hate her, I am angry because of that,” She made no sense, and immediately the police sirens could be heard.
“Did you call the police on me?” She yelled and kicked something, fear gripping me.
“Oh you just lost your wife, Tristan,” she said and I heard a gun shot, before the line cut, causing me to scream out as I ran into the warehouse with tears in my eyes.