I Swear, Let Me Love You Again

3RD POV:

THE NEXT DAY:

It was an early Tuesday morning, the birds were chirping, the sun had just risen and the atmosphere was amazing, it was so relaxing one would just love to back to bed just like Lydia was on her bed, snoozing her alarm for the fourth time in twenty minutes as it was five minutes snooze.

Mrs King, on another hand, was up and inside her home office sipping her cup of tea while looking out the window. She had gotten up before the crack of dawn, taken a shower and summoned her assistant to be here before 6:45. She had a list of things planned out for today and they had to be done before midnight.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the knocking sound coming from the door and she turned around and took her seat before speaking.

“Come in.” She announced and her assistant stepped into the office rushing in while still fixing her clothes and hair, carrying her two bags, one for her personal belongings and the other was her laptop bag.

“Good morning ma’am.” She greeted and Mrs King dropped her glass of tea on her small plate for the cup then stared at her assistant with irritation.

“You’re two minutes late and you look like a pure mess, did you even take a shower?” Mrs King scrunched up her nose making her assistant feel horrible and annoyed.

Who in heaven’s name does she think she is to speak and look down on me? Her assistant thought with hurt written on her face.

“Anyways…. I need you to find out everything you can about her, I think she’s the wife of Jake Belligram. Get me every little thing, details of their marriage, things I can taunt her with and all.” Her assistant smirked arrogantly as she was a great investigator, she could find out the most little detail about anyone and she was proud of herself for that. She had a dream of working with the police force and she still had hope.

“Alright ma’am…if you will excuse me.” Her assistant spoke before excusing her and walking out of the office. Mrs King leaned back on her seat twirling around it while thinking deeply. Tomorrow, she was returning back to the company even though she was no longer a member of the board, she still owned shares.

Her goal right now was to keep Lydia from Nathaniel even if it means destroying Lydia’s life, and she wanted to be so close to Nathaniel though it seemed far-fetched.

“What do I need to do to become closer to my son?” She twirled around her chair then stopped all of a sudden facing a laptop and concluding she could just question goggle.

What do I do to become close to my billionaire son?

“That doesn’t even sound right?” She asked herself to delete the text.

How do I become close to my son in order to get on good graces after lying to him?

She assumed the question was okay and began to scroll through the site reading but the suggestions weren’t helpful until she saw one that suggested communication without giving excuses. She was taking notes when Rachel barged into her office, ready to leave the mansion. She had on blue jeans and a plain simple white crop top underneath, then dark blue jean jacket. On her feet were High Stiletto heels, which were about seven inches high. Her wig was rather blonde today compared to her regular brown one and as soon as Mrs King saw her daughter with a wig, she concluded she was off to see Jason.

But was she?

“Off to see your fiancé this early?” Mrs King questioned watching as Rachel took slow steps towards her with an emotionless expression.

“What are you doing? And who are you plotting against this time? Because you have ruined me, Nathaniel, Lydia…oh let’s not forget how you ruined the girl you said you love so much, Jennifer.” Rachel spoke out and Mrs King scrunched up her face and she instantly began to feel anger.

“You watch your mouth! I didn’t ruin anybody, so don’t come around here talking crap or I will have your handsome, wealthy, successful fiancé deal with you.” Mrs King snapped and Rachel shook her head scoffing at her mother’s words.

“A part of me wanted to believe you had no idea of what I was going through but it’s good to see that you know and have the audacity to throw it in my face as well. Because I swear on my father’s grave that you’re going to receive your share of all the evil you have caused to every single person around you and I won’t have to move a finger to ensure it happens.” Rachel retorted and Mrs King leaned back in her seat chuckling humorlessly, staring at Rachel like she was stupid.

“Go about your day, little girl and don’t go about causing havoc or you will understand the true meaning of evil.” Mrs King uttered and Rachel stared at her mother with pure disappointment.

This was really the person who gave birth to me and whom I wanted to be like l??? Wow… Rachel thought to herself.

“Talking to me about evil and swearing on my husband’s grave. Like do you know how I am, Rhonda King, do your research and you will find out, I’m untouchable.”King scoffed, talking to herself before directing it to Rachel as she walked out of the office after getting all the information she needed before carrying out her plan.

“Dumb girl, that’s why Jenny was my favorite.” Mrs King often got emotional at the mention of Jenny as she had missed her dearly, she was awaiting the results for the forensic pathologist hoping it would come back as negative. She just didn’t want to accept Jennifer had passed on just like that.

But she just would have to, wouldn’t she?

“But Jenny is no longer alive and I doubt you were even anyone’s favorite either.” Rachel retorted before slamming the door and Mrs King threw her pen towards the door in anger.

“I’m getting sick and tired of that girl. I just need a sign from above to show me if my Jenny is actually dead or alive.” She sighed deeply and a knock came from the door making her quickly clean her eyes as tears were threatening to fall.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Come in.” Her assistant walked in hastily and she looked more organized this time.

“Ma, I have found everything you requested.” She placed the file on the table and Mrs sniffled before beginning to read through.

“Her husband has cheated on her multiple times and I just might have seen a picture where he was discussing with Miss Lydia but there was nothing intimate about it.” Mrs King was delighted at the information staring at the picture with a grin.

“Additionally, they have debts and you would believe it but the Belligrams just sold their mall to the Millers.” Mrs King was astonished as she just kept scrolling through the information in delight.

“Set up a meeting with her today. Just inform her that Mrs King wants to meet with her and you will be present as well.” Mrs King spoke and her assistant nodded.

Mrs King ran down her plan with the assistant who was simply bewildered but it wasn’t any of her business nonetheless, her only goal was to do her job and get paid.

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AT A SPA:

Mrs King was seated with a robe while getting a pedicure and a manicure, her assistant was seated next to her baffled as Mrs King was also letting her get it done as well. They awaited the arrival of Emma Belligram.

“Ma’am, she’s here.” The manager of the spa announced and Mrs Belligram stepped in looking shocked. She had already changed into a white robe and her hair was wrapped with a gleaning white towel.

“Welcome, please take a seat. You must have heard of me, I am Mrs King, mother of billionaire Nathaniel King.”