Barren Heiress Returns With Quadruplet

Ninety



Ellen’s POV

I stared out the window as my father and I drove towards the outskirts of town. It had been a long time since I had left town and I certainly did not think that I would be leaving this way. I did not expect that good-for-nothing lawyer to come and try to mess things up.

I took a breath and turned to my father. “Dad,” I finally broke the silence, my voice clear and audible,

“What exactly is the situation with the lawyer?”

Father sighed deeply, his eyes fixed on the road. “He was caught trying to sneak out of the hospital grounds to meet with Kamille. We’ve put enough security around him now, so he won’t be able to reach out to Kamille again. But surprisingly, the latest report says he’s lost his memory.”

I felt a flicker of relief, but it was quickly replaced by suspicion. “That’s great, but if he’s lost his memory, then who the hell sent a message to Kamille?”

“That’s what we’re going to find out.” His voice was firm, a resolve I knew all too well.

We continued in silence, till we arrived in front of an abandoned warehouse. The car’s engine went dead and we stepped out of the car. Behind us, Mr Finley, Max, and some other security personnel followed suit.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

As we walked inside, the air was thick with dust and the scent of decay. Till we finally entered a dimly lit room where the lawyer was tied to a chair, his head slumped forward, unconscious.

“Wake him up,” my father ordered our men. One of them splashed a bucket of water over the lawyer’s face, jolting him awake. He blinked rapidly, disoriented, and looked around the room.

“Where am I?” he croaked, his voice shaky.

“Shut the fuck up,” my father snapped, stepping forward. “I’ll be the one asking questions.”

Sadly, it had to come to this, to ensure they were not leaking holes. The lawyer looked a shadow of his once vibrant and active self.

The lawyer’s eyes darted around nervously, finally settling on my father. “Why did you set up a meeting with Kamille?” my father demanded, not wanting to beat around the bush for much longer.

The lawyer’s face contorted in confusion and he looked between myself and between my father.

“Who’s Kamille?” He replied. His confusion seemed genuine, but I wasn’t convinced.

“Don’t play games with me,” My father growled. “Tell me who set up the meeting with Kamille.”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t know who that is,” the lawyer insisted, his voice trembling.

I stepped forward, my eyes narrowing. “Then where were you headed when sneaking out of the hospital?”

The lawyer’s eyes flickered with fear. “I woke up and found myself there. I wondered how I got there and decided to leave.”

Can this not get any fucking better?

I scrutinized his face, searching for any sign of deceit. “Do you even remember who the hell you are?” I asked coldly.

He gazed back at me, his eyes empty. “I’m just a man trying to get some money for a law degree.”

I found it hard to believe that he lost his memory. He owned a multi-million firm. Why did he let himself forget all that?

I cursed under my breath and turned to my father. “It seems he’s lost his memory.”

My father nodded slowly, his expression thoughtful. “But we still need to take precautionary measures. Even if he regains his memory, there won’t be much he can do anymore.”

I nodded in agreement as my father walked back to the lawyer. “Listen to me carefully,” he said, his tone authoritative. “If you ever contact Kamille again, I will make sure that’s the last anyone will ever hear of you.”

The lawyer nodded, fear etched into his features. I signaled to one of our men, whispering instructions into his ear. He left the room and returned moments later with a document. Handing it to me, he also gave me a pen.

I approached the lawyer and thrust the document in front of him. “Sign it,” I commanded.

The lawyer’s eyes widened as he read the document, but he quickly masked his reaction. “What is this?” he asked.

“Since you’ve lost your memory, what I have written on this piece of document is useless to you. Just sign it,” I said with an icy tone.

Hesitantly, the lawyer signed the document. I snatched it back and turned on my heel. My father had already begun to walk away, so I only walked up to match up with his speed.

We got into the car and settled right in. “Take us to the lawyer firm,” Father instructed.

The drive back into town was silent, each of us lost in our thoughts. When we arrived, we headed straight to the lawyer’s firm. On getting there, we made sure the lawyer’s office was still locked up.

Our first stop was to pause activities at the firm and make our presence felt. We made our way to the staff room, where the firm’s employees were gathered.

Holding up the signed document, I addressed them. “This document states that we’ve bought over this firm. You are now staff under the Manor Company.”

Murmurs of shock rippled through the room, but no one dared to voice their objections. We installed a CCTV camera in the lawyer’s office, ensuring we could monitor any suspicious activity.

Having made sure all was under our control at the lawyer’s firm, we drove back to the Manor company. My Father and I sat in his office, smiling in victory.

“Thank you, Father, that was so swift of you,” I said as I took a sip of the wine settled in front of me.

“You know, necessary steps have to be taken to ensure that we don’t get carried away by surprise,” Father replied and also took a sip of his wine.

I smiled and we shared a toast. Father sent the amount of money stated in the document to the lawyer.

It was said that we bought off the company, but in the true sense, he was paid off.

My father leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on me. “Do you know what the outcome of that meeting would have been?” Father asked, his suddenly looking distant and hurt.

I had a couple of options running through my mind, but I shook my head. “No Father,”

“Kamille’s status as a true Manor would have been revealed,” he said, his voice tinged with hatred and sadness.

What?!


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