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THIRD PERSON'S pov.
Mr Bieber stared lovingly at his phone with a small smile, he seemed to be watching something very interesting and fun.
He elevator stopped, he stepped out and walked into the living room. His steps faltered when he saw a familiar old woman sitting on a rocking chair at the terrace, she looked lost as she was staring at people walking down the street.
She shivered slightly, then Mr Bieber remembered it's windy outside and took fast steps towards her as he took off his jacket, with the intention of putting it around her shoulders. But then he stopped when he saw Divya rushing towards her with a shawl.
"Nanny Grace, how about we go inside?" Fatima asked the old woman suggestively.
Nanny Grace didn't respond, she simply shook her head in disagreement and shrugged the shawl off her shoulders. Divya picked it up and put it around her shoulders again, but she still stubbornly shrugged it off.
"Keep it, nanny Grace, it's windy outside" but there was still no response from her.
Mr Bieber cleared his throat to make his presence known, Divya raised her head, her mouth parted slightly when she saw Mr Bieber quickly rushed to meet him.
"Good morning, Mr Bieber" Divya greeted him.
"Hm" Mr Bieber hummed in response and nodded towards nanny Grace. "What's going on?" he asked.
Divya glanced at nanny Grace's way, then sighed tiredly.
"We haven't been able to get anything from her, she hasn't uttered a word since we arrived and she wouldn't stop looking outside, like that" she reported.
Mr Bieber nodded and patted Divya's shoulder encouragingly.
"You've tried" he said. "Let's not force her, I guess she's just scared and with time she'll open up to us"
Divya simply nodded. Then Mr Bieber collected the shawl from Divya and walked towards nanny Grace.
He went in front of her and squatted to her level, he reached for her hand and rubbed it softly.
"Nanny Grace" he called softly, but loud enough for nanny Grace to hear.
She tensed immediately she heard his voice, she tore her gaze away from the road and looked down at him, but his head was faced down so she couldn't see his face.
He raised his head and nanny Grace's eyes grew wide, she quickly snatched her hand from Mr Bieber's as though his hand just burnt hers.
Her eyes watered as she stared at him with uncertainty and fear lingering in her eyes.
"Nanny Grace" he called her again. "Do you remember me?"
Nanny Grace simply stared at him without saying a word, soon tears started flowing down her cheeks and she slowly stood up from her chair.
"It's me, Justin Bieber, do you remember?" he asked again with a small smile.
This time nanny Grace shook her head, then rushed back into the living room and ran upstairs. Mr Bieber followed her immediately, but she rushed into a room and slammed the door shut, then locked it from inside.
"Open the door, nanny Grace" Mr Bieber banged on the door. "I just wanted to tell you some good news, please open the door" he said.
He waited for a while, but the door remained lock and there wasn't no sign of it opening soon.
He sighed.
"Nanny Grace, I just wanted tell you that Steffany and I got married, and although we don't have kids yet but we're doing fine" he said.
He slumped down and sat on the floor by the door, with his back resting against the wall and his arms resting on his knees.
"Do you know your Steffany is even more stubborn and naughtier than before?"
He paused, their memories from the orphanage briefly replayed in his mind and he laughed at it.
"Steffany and I have been married for six years now, I know I haven't been home for almost those six years, but I really, really do love her and I never stopped loving her" he smiled. "She's the only one for me, but I'm mad at her right now"
His smile turned into a pout.
"I wanna have a baby with her, but she doesn't want it" he pouted even more. "Fine, I understand if she's scared because my world is dangerous and my enemies are always waiting for an opportunity to strike, but if I can protect her, I see no reason why I can't protect our baby too"
He heard fast footsteps approaching him, he turned towards the sound and realized it's Julius.
"Mr Bieber" he greeted with a bow.
Mr Bieber simply nodded.
"Sir, there's news about the driver" Julius said.
Mr Bieber got up, he stared at the closed door and sighed for the ninth time.
"Have some rest, nanny Grace, we'll talk more some other time" with that he headed downstairs, with Julius closely following behind.
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Steffany's pov.
>>S&J Coffee and Ice Cream cafe<<
My phone vibrated and beeped in my pocket while I was cleaning a table, I reached for it and saw a text from my darling, but annoying husband. I quickly opened the conversation.
'Good morning, Mrs Bieber, how was your night? Just wanna let you know I landed safely yesterday, I was too busy after landing, so I forgot to call or text you. I'll call you back when I'm less busy later'
I rolled my eyeballs and smiled while reading his message. Does this mean he's finally come back to his senses and calm down?
Just then the bells chimed indicating someone just entered the cafe, I shoved my phone back in my pocket and snatched my cleaning rag off the table -don't want my customers to think I'm a dirty woman.
"Good morning, and welcome to..." I swallowed my words when I raised my head and came face to face with Audrey.
What is she doing here so early in the morning? Has she come to make trouble again?
I coughed to clear my throat, because what I'm about to say will so much irritate her.
"Yo, world's highest paid supermodel, don't you think you just walked into the wrong place?" I asked her with an overly sweet smile.
Her eyes looked around like she did the first time she came here, then her face contorted in disgust and she scoffed.
"Never thought I'll come to this filthy place again"
She dusted her skirt and blouse, then reached for a handkerchief in her bag and covered her nose.
Oh, really? Are we playing this game?
"I don't even know why I came back to this filthy place in the first... "
"You came back because you're a pig!" I cut in. "After all, everyone knows pigs love filths" I said, emphasizing on 'pig'.
"You.. how dare you call me a pig?!" she raised her hand to slap me, but I caught her hand on reflex and raised a challenging eyebrow at her.
"How dare you say my cafe is a filthy place?!" I growled back at her, then pushed her off and she almost lost her balance, but was very quick to find her balance.
My eyes moved down to her shoes, then I shook my head. You wanna start a fight while wearing a twelve inches heel, aren't you just digging your own grave?
"I wouldn't come here if it wasn't for your stupid note!" she snapped.
My brows furrowed.
"Note? What note?" I asked in a surprised tone.
"Don't pretend to be innocent, I know what you're trying to do and listen to me, you don't scare me"
What is she talking about? I don't seem to understand anything.
She searched her bag and pulled out a squeezed paper, then threw it at me, which I tried to catch but couldn't.
"You sent me that threat note, didn't you? You think I wouldn't know this is one of your sick games?" she scoffed. "You can't trick me, I'm way ahead of you"
I picked the paper and opened it to see what's written inside.
'Your husband is being stubborn, we're coming for you'
These were the words written on the paper, and each words were written in red ink.
I raised my head and stared at Audrey with a deep frown. She's being posing as Mrs Bieber recently, could it be someone's trying to harm Justin through his wife? This note was actually meant for me?
It's very clear now, super clear to me the reason Justin was hiding me from the public eyes, it must be because of situations like this.
"What's with that expression, are you thinking of denying it?" she asked.
Should I tell her the troubles she's inviting for herself by posing to be Mrs Bieber? Would she even listen to me?
"You can't deny it, because I know you're the only one who can stoop so low to using this old-fashioned trick"
I sighed and shoved the paper back in her bag.
"I didn't send you any threat note, and stop posing be Mrs Bieber or you'll lose your life for something you know nothing about" I adviced her.
She narrowed her eyes.
"Are you threatening me right now? You're physically threatening me?"
I rolled my eyeballs.
"You're so helpless, see yourself out... I'm very busy" I waved my cleaning rag at her and turned back to the table I was cleaning.
"I know it's you and you can't deny it" she grabbed my hair at once and pulled me back by it.
Oh no, bîtch, you didn't just do that.
"You've messed up my hair and it fûcking hurt, let go" I told her, but the idiot didn't listen.
I turned around and landed a resounding slap on her pancaked face, before grabbing her hair too. We both started pulling each other's hair as hard as we could.
"Fuçking let go of my hair!" she growled.
"Let go of my hair first!" I growled back.
Instead of letting go, she pulled harder and I didn't relent, I also pulled her hair as hard as I could. After some minutes she let go of my hair, but started hitting me with her bag and trying to scratch my face with her long nails.
In desperation of fighting back, I randomly snatched my mop from the bucket of soapy water and started flogging her with it, not even caring wether it landed on her face or any other body parts -my main aim at that moment was to teach her a lesson she'd never forget.
"How" smack "dare" smack "you" smack "come to" smack "my cafe" smack "to fight me" smack "over my husband?" smack "what gave you" smack "the right" smack "to come to my cafe" smack "to question or threaten or warn me?" smack, smack, smack.
Audrey was still struggling to hit me with her bag, but her bag couldn't touch me with the help of my mop. I soon stopped using the mop before I turn into a murderer, I threw it away and kicked her right leg which made her crouched down as she held her leg, and groaned in pain.
"Now get out of my cafe, and never come back here!"
I grabbed her hair and started pulling her towards the door, but I suddenly started feeling dizzy and I felt my chest tightening as I couldn't breathe and gasped for air.
What's going on? Why am I feeling so tired and exhausted? And why does it feel as if I'm gonna die in a minute?
I stopped pulling Audrey's hair and massaged my forehead as I started staggering,Audrey saw this as an opportunity and she pushed me real hard -i'm sure she used all her strength.
I was already staggering before she pushed me, so I couldn't hold myself and lost my balance, then I found myself falling to the ground.
My back finally touched the ground, and my head hit the already hard floor super hard, sending immerse pain shooting through my head.
I released a very sharp and pained gasp, as I felt the earth turning around.
Audrey stared at me with her mouth hanging open and her eyes widened in fear, as if she can't believe what just happened or what's happening.
Why does she look so surprised that she just won the fight? Shouldn't she be happy and be over the moon for her victory?
I felt something wet touching my back and wetting my blouse, I reached my hand back to feel it and frowned slightly when I touched some liquid. I pulled back my hand and checked it out, only to realize it's blood -my blood.
My dizziness increased immediately I saw my blood, I began seeing black dots and before I knew it, darkness pulled me in.
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THIRD PERSON'S pov.
Audrey watched frighteningly as Steffany's blood spread on the floor, until it formed a small pool. She couldn't move or call for help as she was in a state of shock, and her whole body was at the thought of her being a murderer.
Steffany's phone starting ringing in her (Steffany's) pocket, and that pulled Audrey back to reality.
She quickly searched her bag, pulled out her phone and shakily dialed 911. She paced impatiently as she waited for the call to get connected.
"Hello, 911, what's your emergency?" a calm, but deep male voice asked from the other end.
"I.. we... she.."
"Take a deep breath, and tell me your emergency" the voice guided her.
She very briefly closed her eyes and took a quick deep breaths, then speak again.
"Someone just passed out.. blood, there's blood everywhere and... "
A loud gasp was heard from the door which interrupted Audrey's report and made her tensed, she turned around and saw a teenage school girl standing by the door with her hands over her mouth, while she stared frighteningly at Steffany's unconscious body.
"You killed her" the girl gasped out, then fell in a thud and passed out.
Just at that moment, four hefty men rushed inside and pushed Audrey out of the way, then gave their attention to Steffany.
"Mrs Bieber, Mrs Bieber" they called hoping she'd open her eyes, but sadly she didn't.
"Michael, quick, get the car ready let's take her to the hospital" one of them shouted.
Michael rushed out, the one who had commanded Michael to get the car ready, carried Steffany in his arms and rushed towards the door.
"What about them?" another pointed at Audrey and the teenage, who's still laying on the ground.
"Bring the school girl with us to the hospital" he glared maliciously at Audrey. "Leave her for Mr Bieber" with that he dashed out completely.
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>>Bieber's Penthouse,LA<<
"We've caught the driver, but unfortunately, his condition is worse than nanny Grace's" Julius said.
Mr Bieber tapped on the table as he stared blankly at the photo of a man, the more he looked at the photo the more his gaze hardens and his veins pumped in anger.
"What should we do? Should we..."
Mr Bieber ringtone blared loudly, interrupting Julius. Mr Bieber checked the caller's ID and saw it's Dave (his wife's secret bodyguard) calling, he signaled Julius hold on and answered the call.
"Yes, Dave?" he answered the call.
"Mr Bieber, there an accident at Mrs Bieber's cafe" Dave's voice came up.
"An accident?" his brows furrowed instantly.
"Yes, sir, she was in a fight with, but suddenly fell and hit her head on the floor, then she started bleeding heavily and passed out"
Mr Bieber sprang off his chair as his eyes widened, and great fear gripped him.
"What?!" he growled. "Then why the hell are you wasting time reporting back to me? Fuçking take her a hospital right now!!" he barked worriedly.
"We're on our way to the nearest hospital as we speak, sir"
"Good, send me the hospital's address in two seconds, I'm on my way!" he hanged up and shoved the phone back in his pocket.
"What's going on, Mr Bieber?"Divya asked, and Julius nodded as though that's what he was gonna ask too.
"My wife passed out, we're going back to chicago right now" Mr Bieber replied and dashed towards the door,Julius and Divya rushed after