"I had sses before you stopped me... I can’t afford to waste any more time here exining anything to you," she finished.


    ncing between them, Allison tugged at her backpack before she dashed off again.


    "If she’s lying and has been hanging out with Kace Wace all this time, it’s going to be a big problem for us," Olivia said to Derek as they watched Allison disappear behind one of the hallways.


    "It is." Derek agreed. "But she knows to never mess with me. I still have the sex tape after all. If she tries to outsmart me, I will release it without blinking an eysh."


    **


    "Mother, are you sure you are giving father the right dose of the poison?" Jack asks as he paces around in his room.


    Amelia, who was seated on a couch, had a hand on her chin, thinking. "I always give him a dose every two days, so he would die slowly."


    "Dying? I don’t think father is dying anytime soon, mother. Instead of looking sick, he seems to be recovering instead," Jack exined frustratedly.


    Polonium-210 was a toxic poison that could kill a person in less than a month. Amelia usually gave Robert a tiny dose of it every two days, so it would kill him more slowly, and the best part was that the poison could never be detected in the human body.


    "I added an extra dose to his food yesterday, but I didn’t see any side effects. He’s starting to look healthy," Amelia pointed out, also wondering why Robert, inside of being dead, is looking healthier by the day.


    ’Could the poison have expired?’ She wondered.


    "If Father continues to recover, he would want to take charge of the Harrisonpany in no time. If the poison doesn’t kill him, then I might have to do it myself," Jack said through gritted teeth.


    It’s been two weeks already, two weeks since he got his father to sign the property papers, making him the new owner of all the Harrison assets. Two weeks since Michelle informed him that Selene was Anastasia, and two weeks since Robert started recovering instead of dying slowly like they’d expected.


    "You can’t do that," Amelia rebuked. "You could get caught, and then what? We would bothnd in prison? What about the money we were able to steal?"


    "I will think about thatter, Mother," Jack responded.


    Feeling they’d spent too much time in the room talking about their private matters they didn’t have anyone else to hear, they left for the living room, where they found Robert and Michelle watching a movie.


    Michelle and Amelia exchanged a few nces with each other, but none of them spoke a word.


    "Jack," Robert called all of a sudden, facing him with a proud smile. "Now that I’m starting to recover, I will be resuming my position as the CEO of the Harrisonpany."


    Jack and Amelia paled instantly, their faces looking as though all their blood had been drained from them.


    Quickly, they recovered.


    "Are you sure father? Your health is still unstable—"


    "I knew you were going to say that," Robert interrupted. "But since I’m starting to feel better now, I think it’s time for me to resume work."


    ’This is not good.’ The mother and son thought in unison.


    All of a sudden, the doorbell rang.


    A servant went to answer the door. When she was done, she went to them with a package she’d received.


    "Excuse me, sir, a package came in for you," the servant said to Robert.


    Frowning, he took the package and dismissed the servant.


    "I didn’t order anything," he mumbled.


    Nevertheless, he started opening the package but was met with another package immediately.


    Michelle stared at the package with a suspicious look. It was packaged in the same manner as the one sent to Amelia, which only meant that it was the same person who sent the package.


    Robert nearly lost his patience when he continued meeting other packages until he got to thest one.


    A deep frown settled on his face when he saw the pictures in the package.


    "What’s this Robert?" Amelia questioned when her eyes fell on the pictures of Robert with a blonde-haired woman, holding her intimately as if they were in a rtionship.


    Ignoring her question, Robert picked up the letter which came with the pictures.


    <i>Like my surprise?—A.W</i>


    "Who the fuck is AW?!" He barked, his face flushed red in anger.


    "Anastasia Wace."