Mistress on My Husband's Phone Novel by Rina Novita

Sarah’s P.O.V

The two fugitives were brought to the yard by the police. One by one, their hands were handcuffed.

“Officer, what did they do wrong?”

“Mr. Brian Powell embezzled company funds, ma’am. And Ms. Kendall Kowitz is suspected of being involved,” one of the officers explained.

Was Brian Powell not a part of Peterson Group? I’d have to investigate this later.

Derrick’s face turned even paler. His body trembled.

‘Just wait, Derrick. Soon you’ll join Lorraine in prison.‘

“No, Kendall! Officer, please don’t take my daughter. She’s pregnant!” Sonia suddenly ran into the yard, pleading with the police officer.

“Derrick! Why are you just standing there? Kendall is pregnant with your child!” Sonia shouted loudly.

All the neighbors were shocked. They all started whispering and looking at Kendall with disgust.

“N–no, that’s not true. The child Kendall is carrying isn’t mine. It’s that man’s,” Derrick said, pointing at the middle–aged bald man named Brian Powell.

“Kendall… Don’t go, Kendall!”

Kendall seemed resigned. She stayed silent as Sonia continued to scream at the police.

“Calm down Sonia. Let the police handle the case.” I tried to calm Sonia, who kept wailing.

“Shut up!” This is all your fault. If Kendall hadn’t been obsessed with becoming rich like you and owning a big company, she wouldn’t have done this.”

I pretended to be shocked by Sonia’s words.

“So, am I rich? Do I own a big company?” I said, glancing at Derrick, who immediately looked down.

After the police left and the situation calmed down, the neighbors prepared for the funeral. Thankfully, everyone here worked together to help.

“Be patient, Sarah. You’re so kind, Sarah. Despite being mistreated by your husband’s family, you still let them stay in your house,” Mary said, and the other neighbors quickly agreed with her.

“Yes, even though her husband openly had an affair.”

“Sarah used to get kicked out all the time, ladies.”

“Ruth bullied her daughter Gillian too.”

“Enough! It’s not good to talk about someone who’s passed away!”

I just smiled at their conversation.

Derrick started getting ready to attend the funeral. I chose to take a taxi instead.

The public cemetery wasn’t far from home. Some neighbors drove their cars, while others walked. The funeral didn’t take long. After it was over, the guests left one by one.

The cemetery was getting quiet. I wondered where Derrick was. I hadn’t seen him after the funeral.

I was about to leave when suddenly someone grabbed me from behind, leaving me absolutely terrified. I could hear a car approaching as well.

“Get in! Don’t try to scream,” said the man behind me, whom I couldn’t see.

The person who grabbed me pushed me hard into the back seat of the car.

I felt someone holding me to keep me from falling. The door closed, and the car started moving.

“Calm down, Sarah, you’re safe with me!”

That baritone voice…

My eyes widened when I saw the man in front of me.

“Troy!” I shrieked in surprise.

“I knew it. You were just pretending to have amnesia,” he said with a sneering laugh.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

‘Damn, why did I slip and call his name? What does this man want?‘

“What do you want, Troy? Why did you kidnap me?” I shouted, angry.

“Hey, calm down, beautiful. I didn’t kidnap you. I just wanted to surprise you. Looks like I succeeded.”

Damn it! Troy tricked me, exposing my disguise. What should I do? I had to be careful with this man.

“Have a drink, beautiful!” he took out a canned drink from an icebox and handed it to me.

“Relax, I won’t poison you. Look! It’s still sealed,” he continued.

“What do you mean? Where are you taking me?”

“Somewhere. You’ll find out soon enough,” he replied calmly.

“Troy, does Brian Powell’s crime have anything to do with me?” I asked curiously.

“Would you believe me if I explained now? Don’t you only trust Bradley, your assistant?” Troy replied with a question.

‘Oh my God! How does Troy know all my secrets?‘

“Why? Surprised? You also suspected me, didn’t you? Oh, Sarah… Now, try calling Bradley.”

“What do you mean?”

“You trust your assistant more, right? Try asking him now!”

I unlocked my phone and tried to call Bradley. Strange, it was off. Bradley would never do this.

I tried calling the office.

“Hello, can I speak to Bradley?”

“Bradley is not in today, ma’am. He said he’s out of town.”

I was shocked by the answer. This was very strange. Bradley never had out–of–town assignments. If he had other business, why didn’t he tell me?

“How did it go?” Troy asked.

I shook my head.

“He can’t be reached. Strange,” I murmured.

Troy smirked. I had no idea what he meant by it. I was confused.

“We’re picking someone up first,” Troy said.

“Who?”

“You’ll see.”

This man was driving me crazy with curiosity. But if he were bad, he would have hurt me by now.‘

The car drove to the outskirts of the city, and then entered a still–empty housing complex. The distance between each house was about a kilometer.

The car stopped at a blue house. It seemed uninhabited. Soon, someone came out of the house.

“Joshua!” I screamed inside the car.

Troy rolled down the window.

“Get in!” he said, gesturing for Joshua to sit in the front seat beside the driver.

“Ms. Johnson, I’m sorry because…‘”

“Stop, Joshua! Don’t explain anything yet. Later!” Troy interrupted.

I glared at Troy. But he chuckled at my expression.

The car moved again. It seemed like we were heading back to the city center. Throughout the trip, Joshua remained silent. He only smiled, nodded, and shook his head every time I asked.

How annoying.

Meanwhile, Troy kept laughing at my increasing curiosity.

I kept trying to call Bradley. But his phone was still off. What was my friend hiding?

Not long after, the car slowed down. It seemed we were almost there.

The car stopped in front of a building.

What? A police station? Why did Troy bring Joshua and me here?