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Episode 7
Written by Rukevwe merry
George’s frustration grew as he failed to track down Kate’s cab. He called his security team, ordering them to locate the vehicle.
Meanwhile, Kate arrived at her best friend and coworker James’ place. She put a call to James, who was at work. “Please, James, can you come home? It’s a case of emergency.”
James agreed and took permission from work, arriving in less than 20 minutes. He was shocked to see Kate with bags.
“What happened, and why are you with bags?” James asked.
“Let’s talk inside,” Kate replied.
James opened the door, and they went inside his one-room apartment. Kate narrated the whole story, from meeting George to getting pregnant and leaving his house.
“But why didn’t you tell him you’re the one who saved him?” James inquired.
“It’s of no use now,” Kate said. “I need your help so I can stay here for a few days before I can get a space for myself.”
James nodded sympathetically. “You’re welcome to stay as long as you need, Kate. But are you sure you won’t reconsider telling George about saving his life?”
Kate shook her head firmly. “No, James. That’s in the past. I just want to move forward.”
Just then, James’ phone buzzed. “It’s work,” he said, answering the call.
As James spoke, Kate’s mind wandered. How would she raise a child alone?
James hung up, concern etched on his face. “Kate, that was our boss.George and George’s security team is searching for you. They’ve been asking questions…our boss just asked if I know your whereabouts.”
Kate’s eyes widened. “What did you tell them?”
“Nothing,” James reassured. “But we need to be careful. They’ll stop at nothing to find you.”
Suddenly, a knock at the door broke the tension.
“Who could that be?” James wondered.
As they opened the door, Kate’s heart sank. George stood before them, his eyes fixed intently on her.
James stammered, “How did you get my address?”
George pushed James aside and stepped into the house. “Kate, we need to talk.”
Kate tried to resist, but George scooped her up in his arms.
“Please drop me, George!” Kate screamed, struggling.
George refused, his grip tightening. “You’re not going anywhere, Kate. Not until we settle this.”
He placed her in the passenger seat of his car and slid into the driver’s seat.
George started the engine and drove to his house. Upon arrival, he quickly got out and opened the passenger door, carefully lifting Kate out of the car.
She struggled in his arms, “Bring me down! Drop me!”
George held firm, “You’re pregnant with my child; don’t struggle, you might fall and hurt the baby.”
As they entered the house, a staff member overheard George’s words and swiftly excused himself to make a call.
*****ON PHONE*****
“Sir, I have good news and bad news for you,” the staff member said over the phone.
Mr. Jace replied, “What is it?”
“George is back to the country; you can’t kill him now, but the bad news is George is expecting a baby with a girl named Kate.”
Mr. Jace’s response sent chills down the staff’s spine. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of all of them. There’s nothing to worry about.”
He thought to himself, “There won’t be any Alexander Jr. to drag the company shares with me. No more generations from the Alexander legacy. From 10 percent, I will have the total 100 percent to myself.”
Mr. Jace smiled sinisterly from the other end of the call. “I will send you money for this information.”
The staff member’s eyes sparkled with greed. “Thank you, Mr. Jace.”He hung up.
******PHONE CALL END********
Meanwhile, George carried Kate to his room. “Henceforth, you’ll be staying here. I’ll watch over you and take care of you myself.”
Kate protested, “Why are you talking sweetly all of a sudden? Is it because I’m pregnant?”
George replied calmly, “Change your clothes; that outfit’s too tight for you and our baby.”
Kate shot back, “Change into what? Did you even bring my bag of clothes? You just carried me from James’ place without seeking my permission.”
George apologized, “Oh, I forgot. I’m sorry about that. You can take any clothes from my wardrobe and wear them. We’ll get you new clothes later.”
Kate reluctantly agreed and selected a t-shirt from George’s wardrobe. After freshening up in the bathroom, she emerged wearing the t-shirt, her legs exposed.
George’s gaze lingered, admiring her beauty.
George approached her, his eyes burning with desire. He dragged her close, attempting to kiss her.
But Kate stopped him, her hand firmly on his chest.
“To kiss is 1 million,” she said with a sarcastic smile.
“Not again,” George sighed, frustration etched on his face. “Do you like money this much?”
“You’re really a pretty girl, but because of your greed for money, you made me dislike you.”
Kate countered, “I don’t want you to like me.”
As Kate approached the mirror, she spotted her bracelet. “What’s my bracelet doing here?”
George explained, “One of my guards found it in my suit pocket after the accident.”
Kate’s eyes narrowed. “No wonder I hadn’t seen it. It must have fallen into your pocket when I was struggling to save you from your burning car.”
George’s curiosity piqued. “What do you mean? How did you save me?”
Kate brushed it off. “Forget it.”
She picked up the bracelet and retired to bed, her thoughts swirling around the events of the day.
Meanwhile, George was curious. What did Kate mean when she said she rescued him from the burning car? He distinctly remembered Ava saving him.
He quickly picked up his phone and went outside to make a call, ensuring he was out of Kate’s earshot.
“Thomas, get me the CCTV footage of the person who brought me to the hospital and paid for my bills,” George instructed his staff member.
“Yes, sir. Right away,” Thomas replied.
George paced outside, awaiting the footage. His mind raced with possibilities.
Was Kate involved in his rescue? And what about Ava’s role?
As he waited, George’s phone buzzed. “Sir, we’ve retrieved the footage.”
“Send it to me,” George ordered.
Minutes later, George’s eyes widened as he watched the footage.
The person who saved him wasn’t Ava.
It was Kate.
George’s world spun. Why had Kate kept this secret? And why had Ava claimed responsibility?
Determined to uncover the truth, George returned to his room, his eyes locked on Kate’s sleeping form.
To be continued
Rukevwe Merry