It was just one surprise after another, Sam looked at Jonathan in a way that showed that he was trying to understand what he just said. “Ownership of Ethan’s corporation? What are you talking about, Jonathan?” Sam was stunned, what did Jonathan want with Ethan’s corporation? Has Jonathan become so selfish that he also wants the company for himself? Sam thought, maybe that was the reason he was in support of Ethan giving the property to Sam, so he could steal it from him secretly. “You heard that correctly, Sam. This isn’t a joke, it’s either Charity’s life or Ethan’s corporation.” Jonathan warned, his fictitious grin was slowly turning into an ugly frown. There wasn’t much time, he had promised Elena and Derek that it wouldn’t be more than tonight, after bragging that he had what it takes to control Sam; he hoped he could without having to go into violence. “You want the company in exchange for someone's life? Are you really Jonathan, or am I still dreaming, or what the fuck! Did

Sam couldn’t believe his eyes, the sound of the gunshot and Charity’s yell were all mixed up; Jonathan just fired the shot on Charity, and he could see blood slowly dripping to the ground. This wasn’t the third trial, what the hell was Jonathan doing? “I warned you, Sam. No police, this isn’t over, if you mention anything we did here to the police who would enter this door in less than a minute, Emily dies. No matter the amount of protection or security you put around her, she dies.” Jonathan was frowning angrily, and as soon as he finished speaking, he left through the back door followed by his guards. Leaving Charity bleeding and a confused Sam in the room, just a few seconds after Jonathan left, the FBI broke down the door and entered the room. Sam untied Charity, he wasn’t sobbing or trying to cry at the moment, he was angry; not only at Jonathan but at Emily. She was definitely the one who called the police. But his anger was more ferocious on Jonathan because he threatened t

Sam and Emily stared at each other as he removed the cell phone from his ear. “What did it say?” Emily asked suspiciously, forgetting the first question she just asked. The way Sam's expression was after the call made her curious as to what he just heard on the phone. “I don’t know who this is, but the person wants me to come see Charity in the hospital; and it seems to be urgent. I think it’s definitely someone from the hospital,” Sam had a worried look on his face; why would Charity want to see him immediately when she was taken to the hospital. He actually thought she’d be unconscious for now because of how much blood she might have lost. “Seems she has something important to tell you, maybe something about the kidnapper,” Emily suspicions disappeared, she thought it was something more important; it was seeming that Sam cared about Charity so much and actually it was giving her a kind of toxic vibe but it was still a little. “Yeah, we've got to go to her now.” Sam answered and

“What’s going on doc?” Sam asked as soon as they walked into the ICU, he saw Charity laying on a bed with all the different life support machines beeping while some read her heart rate. “Thought you’d never ask, Mr. Sam, but I’m sure it’d be best if you heard directly from her,” the doctor answered, walking straight to the bed, he was just some inches away when the life machine made a loud sound. The sound was loud and continued, and only the doctor understood it, he ran the rest of the inches to the bed and held Charity, trying to take several medical measures to keep her stable but sadly he was too late. The machine sound went louder than normal then came to an abrupt stop, and the ICU went silent like a grave yard. Sam and Emily stood inches away from the bed, watching the scene like it was a movie. When Sam saw the doctor give a frustrated sigh, he knew what had happened, he ran towards the bed and quickly held Charity hands, it was very cold; and that confirmed what had happe

Clinton was also stunned at Sam’s sudden entrance, and he had never seen Sam so angry before, his eyes were filled with tears that wouldn’t fall off. He couldn’t imagine what must have happened that made the gentle man so angry. “The man you thought is your brother, ain’t really your brother, Dad.” Sam stopped walking when he got close to the bed, his eyes focused only on Ethan who was doing the same to Sam. Ariana had no clue what was going on, so was everybody in the room, except Sam. “Calm down, Sam. Tell me what’s going on,” Ethan spoke lightly, anxious to hear what might be disturbing Sam to this extent. What brother was he talking about, Ethan continued thinking as he waited for his son’s reply. “Jonathan is not who he says he is,” Sam sniffed, he had never felt so down in his life; now that Charity was dead, there was no need to keep any of Jonathan’s secrets to himself. He was so eager to relay the message to his father that he had to dump Emily, although he didn’t reall

When the person knocking saw that no one was coming to open the door, she slowly opened it by herself, popping her head inside the room first; when she saw Sam standing next to Ethan and a woman close to the bed, she knew she was in the right place. This was prolly the second time she was coming to Ethan’s mansion and the first time to enter his bedroom. Ethan and Clinton were surprised to see her, Ariana had no idea who she was; Sam was expecting her. He had left the Cadillac and sent one of his guards down there to bring her to the mansion, he just needed a little private time and he got that inside the taxi. Emily walked into the room slowly, glancing at the people in it, one after the other, the only person she wasn’t familiar with was Ariana; but her guess was she was Ethan’s daughter, there was some sort of resemblance between them. “I’m sorry for leaving you behind, Em,” Sam apologized, speaking first after the strange silence that followed Emily’s entrance. Ethan was stil

Ariana had definitely heard of her, maybe seen her once or twice but she didn’t really care about secretaries or receptionists whenever she visited her dad’s company in the past. No one needed to tell her that Emily was way older than Sam, even though she was a beautiful redhead, she was a woman so she knew. Emily glanced at Ariana’s reaction and sighed, burying her face in Sam’s shoulder. She was so embarrassed by all these, it was as if they were looking at an abomination; something that wasn’t supposed to happen. “We’re leaving, if this is how you’d welcome my fiancée, then maybe I shouldn’t have brought her here at all,” Sam frowned and held Emily by her wrist, ready to pull her with him as he walked. “But you will, one day; if you really wish to get married to her,” Clinton chipped in, disallowing Sam from taking his first step towards the door. “I’m so sorry about this, Sam. We never expected it, that’s why our reaction is somewhat embarrassing to her, I’m so sorry, Emily. I

“I couldn’t ask him directly, cause I thought it might ruin the moment. But, your Dad spoke like he was going to die very soon, why’s that?” Emily’s worry was written all over her face. Sam wasn’t expecting that question, he was thinking Emily would ask something about Charity’s death or Ethan’s approval. However, anybody would have observed it, Sam thought it was obvious but it seems Emily just wanted to hear it from him. “Yes, he is going to die soon,” Sam resumed looking out the window, feeling his heart squeeze as he spoke the words. He was really going to miss his dad, but he was always trying not to think about it and the situations he had been through the past few weeks have helped keep the thought out of his mind, but now that Emily had brought it back; it was so heart wrecking. Losing Ethan would also make him the target by the rest of the family who wanted Ethan’s corporation, however; he’d have Clinton and maybe Ariana supporting him. Emily was startled by Sam’s reluc

Sam stood immediately and caught Emily as she fell, preventing her from hitting her head on the hard floor. She landed on his arms, unconscious; Sam was instantly dumbfounded, she didn’t show any sign of weakness or distress and just in the blink of an eye, she was lying in his arms unconscious. “Guards!!!” Sam yelled, his voice loud but shaky and his expression covered in despair and confusion. What could be happening? Just two weeks of peace and now another issue had come up, and it looked as if it was life threatening. It would be so heartbreaking if the woman he was trying all his life to protect died beside him without anybody’s intervention. The guards rushed to where Sam was and helped him carry Emily, “Quickly, to the car, we need to get to the hospital as fast as we can, all of the guards follows me except my butler and one house security guard,” Sam yelled, following behind the men that carried Emily, while the others rushed to fulfill his instructions. “Why always me!”

“He sent you, didn’t he?” Sam whispered, his heartbeat rising steadily, Jonathan is back!And he’d fulfill his promises; just when he thought everything was going peaceful, Jonathan was planning to strike again behind the scenes. He was supposed to be ready for Jonathan's strike, but because of the assumption of peace, Sam was caught off guard once again. “I’ve no idea who that is, but you’ll see who sent me, soon.” Smith glanced at the road for a split second whilst still pointing the gun at Sam, they were at the location. Sam was so sure that it was Jonathan who sent Smith, who else could? He couldn’t help but wonder when Jonathan brainwashed Smith, how much did Jonathan offer him? Sam thought. “I’ll pay you ten times what your hirer offered you, Smith; if you betray him right here and now. This is an opportunity of a lifetime and you know I don’t bluff,” Sam looked dead serious at Smith, if he couldn’t solve problems with his mouth, his money should solve it for him. The car c