The Wife

The Daughter's Märchen

After celebrating our anniversary, we went straight home. What I didn't expect was our house was trashed in the inside, the living room was in shambles. The couches flipped over and the Plasma TV we had was broken down on the floor, my priceless vases that we have collected through our vacations and adventures all broken along with our picture frames.

I couldn't help but gasp and sob, looking around the once pretty place now looked like the remnants of a teenage party gone wrong. I couldn't help but call out for Logan in a strangled scream, he came rushing in looking worried when he saw me sitting on the floor sobbing.

"Baby what's wrong?" He asked and soon he took in our surroundings making him curse a colorful string of words.

"Who would do this..?" I asked and looked around before I remembered that light that caught my eye in the garden, without any hesitation I stood up quick, sliding the glass door open that led to our garden. Walking towards that certain bush, I knew something was off.

Logan called in the police and just in a few minutes, they were in our home with investigators who were scattered in the grounds, gathering evidence.

"I set the security system before I locked down, there should be video surveillance." I told the officer after I have gathered up myself, wrapping my arms around myself I looked around the house only to find it on the same state as our living room.

Most of my jewelries were stolen and some of my dresses too, Logan just lost a few of his watches and cuff links. Leading them into our room they looked around and still followed through our walk in closet, moving a few of my shoes came a view of a keypad. Pressing the code, the wall started sliding over showing a surveillance room.

"Wow.." An officer breathed out, staring at the high end monitors around and keyboards lying on the table.

Taking a seat I started working on the system and went back on a few hours back to when I was getting down in a hurry.

"Babe?" Logan called out and I turned to call onto him, he got in and looked around the few officers who gathered to look at the evidence we unknowingly had. When the video played, what I saw was something I expected but never thought they'd have the guts to do so.

The next morning I was dead set on snapping their neck and I was a woman who was on a mission.

It was the early in the morning when I went to the office with Logan, he was in the same state as I was. We were both pissed as hell.

I had my PA contact the bank for disclosure on the family wealth, spoke with the necessary people in regards to the pending loan request that Antoinette and Hank had asked, what was laughable not one of them knew the other was loaning money.

Also the board of directors of her company was secretly putting it in the market for bidding, I also made contact with them and placed my final price for what they offer. An hour or so I received a call stating I am the new owner of the corporation, they asked what would my first rule of order be?

It took alot in me not to say "RELEASE THE KRAKEN!!"

So I said the next best thing:

"I want Antoinette Russell out of my building and company."

It was then on the afternoon news on how the famous designer Antoinette was tossed into the streets and out of her solace. Her dirty laundry aired for the public to see, from her secret lover to her being close to bankruptcy.

She was making a ruckus saying she will be coming back to get what is hers, she lost her calm and cool demeanor, what showed in national television was a desperate woman. In just one day I planned on destroying their barriers one by one, my sole plan was to get back at Bethany first but I changed my motive to targeting Antoinette and Hank first.

Here I was in the confines of my office when I heard a ruckus outside, then came storming in a very angry Antoinette Russell, French people and their temper or was it her Russian side?

But then do I really give a fùck? NO.

"You.." She said in pure hatred and disgust, stalking over my way I saw my PA take a peek in the little space in between, I glared hard her way and she shut and lock the door quick.

Pressing a button under my desk, the curtains came down, giving us some privacy away from the other side of that glass, I had no issue with people hearing our banter since the glass used was soundproof.

"You ungrateful bïtch! After all I did for you, this is how you repay me?! By humiliating me in public and taking the one thing I worked hard for!" She bellowed and I stayed cool and collected, sitting on my looming chair behind the intimidating looking desk.

I let her run her mouth, she blamed me for the unplanned pregnancy that she had and I was the fruit of it, she blamed me that some people thought of me being the younger and prettier counter part of her, she blamed me for a lot of things that made me think that if I heard this from her 5 years ago, I would've been suicidal.

You must be wondering... What's the difference of Then and Now?

It is as the way you asked it, Then was the past: I was vulnerable, naive, I looked up to this person I once called mother, that I worked so hard to please both of them, for at least to make them notice of the great I've done. But never...

Now: I was numb to them, I turned to a bitter person who was full of hatred and only wanted revenge against the people whom I always believed would love me and accept me.

I noticed she took a closer step and that was when my hand pulled out the gun I hid under my desk, aiming the barrel at her face. Seeing a gun aimed at her pulled her out of her rage filled self, she looked at me with horror, taking a step back.

"Ungrateful? What is there that I need to be grateful for to you? I'm not Bethany, no. I'm Cassandra, that little girl you and your power-money hungry bastard of a husband called a worthless piece of shït who is also a mistake." I growled out and she started sobbing, then her mood changed, she glared at me once more.

"Cassandra, honey... Apologize and it will all be okay between us." She sounded desperate but most importantly delusional.

"Why would I apologize? No one apologized when they turned me to the monster I am now." I glared at her and she flinched with my tone towards her.

"If anyone should apologize, it would be you. Last night my home was robbed and I am not stupid to leave it unguarded, so I have proof of who barged in my home, trashed it and also stole millions of dollars worth of jewelry and of course my dresses and my husbands cuff links." I spoke calm but my glare at her otherwise told another story.

"And why should I apologize?" She spat making me raise a brow.

"Are you willing to let your golden children go to jail without bail? I and my lawyers can be very persuasive." I smirked when I saw fear overtook her consciousness.

"You monster!" She howled and was close to tackling me down but then I reminded her I had the gun.

"Now now mother, not only can I get your precious children in jail without bail but also get away with murder." I looked at her emotionless and she gasped.

"Not so confident now are you?" I smirked and she took a step back.

"You better watch out Antoinette, I'm not the same anymore." I stood, the gun still at hand.

"I have a lot to tell you Antoinette, from how I idolized you when I was young, from the fruitless efforts I made to please you and your husband just to make me feel loved the way you did with Andrew and Bethany. To how I come to loathe you and your whole family, always made me wonder if I was really your child. But I found something better, I wasn't Hanks child. I am his best friends daughter." I tusked and smiled at her panicked look.

"You had an affair with Marcus Devereux, who is also Marceline's husband who also happens to be your bestfriend." I laughed at her face, her dirtiest secret just got discovered and none other than her daughter who was the fruit of an affair.

"How much of a whöre are you? Spreading your legs for your husbands bestfriend and your own bestfriends husband! While Hank is away, Antoinette comes to play." I taunted her, rendering her speechless.

"You blame me for your sluttish acts? Quite the büllshit really." I stalked around her, while she started to shake looking like a lost child.

"Its not true.. Its not." She whispered and I raised a brow, now she denies?

"Do you want me to even mention how Bethany isn't Hanks daughter too? And the only child he ever made with you was Andrew." I whispered in her ear, causing her to turn and look at me, she looked broken and that almost made me feel sorry for her.

But it didn't.

"I don't know how you know any of these but I will come back at you!" She screamed and it made me smirk.

"Come at it mother. Like I said, I can get away with anything and before you even come at me, I already destroyed you." I looked victorious and she looked defeated but kudos to her for trying.

"Now get out before I call the police on you for trespassing." I threatened and she shuffled out of my office.

"You are making this too easy for me." I mumbled, looking out the window.