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Chapter 45

Freen knows where Becky might have gone. She doesn't wait for anyone. She took off. As she approaches the porch of Becky's old house, she can hear footsteps coming from the woods. She turns to look and finds none other than Sunny walking towards her. He is holding a gun pointing at her.

Oh no...

She raises her hands slightly, taken aback by the sudden threat facing her now.

"Glad to see you home, Freen." He greets with an evil grin. Then he notices her pregnant belly. "Oh no. Please don't tell me that's Saint's."

Freen doesn't know why she feels the need to defend, "No!"

"So it's Becky's then? You guys do move fast." He says eyeing her devilishly.

"Now I need you to listen to whatever I'm gonna tell you to do or I'll be tempted to pull this trigger here. I don't care if you're carrying her child. You hear me?" He warns.

She nods to his warning, worried for her safety.

"I need you to.." He says but stops himself when he hears a car approaching.

The man quickly grabs Freen by the arm with the gun still pointing at her.

"Don't make a sound." he tells her as he pulls her to the side of the house to hide.

Freen obeys and the two hide at the corner near the greenhouse as they peek at the approaching car.

Freen knows it's Becky. Shit. She wouldn't want Becky in this situation now.

 The man smirks as he decides to come out of his hiding but Freen stops him by pulling his arm.

"What are you doing?" Freen asks.

"I'm not here for you, remember? My deal is with her." He raises a brow.

Becky freezes when she sees Freen being held at gunpoint.

"What the hell are you doing?" Becky raises her hands up to show that she's harmless, her heart pounding with worry for the woman she loves in a dangerous situation now. "What do you want?"

Freen is shaking her head lightly telling Becky to calm down.

He asks for their phones, and shove them into his pocket.

"Now get in the house. I want a drink." he pushes Freen towards the door of the house.

As they stand in the living room, he reaches to his back pocket and takes out a cable. "You!" he points at Becky with his gun. "Tie her hands to the back with this."

Becky nods hesitantly but takes the cable and approaches Freen carefully.

Freen moves her hands to the back as she sits down on the chair. Becky ties Freen's hands but leaves it slightly loose. She subtly rubs Freen's palms gently in comfort after tying the cable. Freen returns the gesture by rubbing Becky's knuckles.

"TIGHTER!" He shouts at Becky when he notices the cable doesn't look tight enough later.

"It's tight already!" Becky yells back at him.

"Move aside." He waves Becky away with his gun and pulls the cable on Freen's wrists tighter.

Freen lets out a short yelp of pain and Becky almost wants to punch the guy for that. She controls herself, now is not the time.

"Now you and I are gonna have a talk." He says gesturing to Becky, Freen shoots a panicked look at Becky.

"Did you kill him?" Becky asks not even sparing a second.

"I'm just a businessman, I don't go around killing people."

"What you are is a piece of shit!!" Becky spat.

"If I were you, I would choose my words wisely."

"Why? Because you hold a gun?" She smirked as she pulled out a gun of her own and pointing it at him.

"Did you think I came unprepared. That I would just let you go? Only one of us is walking out of here alive."

He laughs menacingly, "You have got balls I must admit. But your man was weak, I still don't get how he made two impeccable women like you fell for him." He smirked, "Do you know why I hired him? 

"It wasn't because he was shit hot in business or really charismatic. But because he was the only guy who, when he came to Vixen, put his wedding ring on instead of taking it off."

"I really liked Saint, he was a great guy when he came here. Good, fun, happy.....But, little by little, he became overcome with a darkness. I guess it's normal after living a lie for six years. None of that was my fault, it was yours. You turned a good man into a lying scumbag. "

Freen could see that he was trying to provoke Becky, make her loose control, "Becky, don't listen to him. Don't listen. Look at me please." She pleaded.

Becky's grip on the gun tightened, her eyes turning glassy, "He might not have been well, but I don't think you'd just let him go with the money he stole from you. Tell us the truth. You killed him."

"What if I did? You are the only reason he was falling apart. You gave him a toxic life and he went ahead with that shit."

"That's not true." Becky's voice cracked.

"It's true he tried to kill himself to get away from you, I just helped him along the way."

"You bastard!!" Becky growled.

"We are equally guilty."

"Becky don't listen to him. He is trying to get to you." Freen desperately tried, but the look on becky's eyes said it all, she was long gone.

He smirked, "Don't you wanna know what happened to your father?"

"That was all me. It took me years, small doses, something that accumulated in your body killing you bit by bit over the years until it's finally lights out." He says grinning.

"I had it all planned, once he died, your mentally unstable brother wouldn't be there to stop me, I would have it all, but you had to come back. You had to take away everything that I dreamed of. I won't let you sit on top of that empire that I built all these years with your dad, If I have to kill you like I killed him, I wouldn't hesitate." He tilted his head to the side looking at Freen, "Maybe I will start with her." and that was the last straw, a loud shot went off and the next moment he fell to the floor clutching his chest.

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