The new lady Saxon.

The glint of malice in her best friend's eyes sent shudders down her spine. It almost felt like she meant her venomous words.

However because it had become the norm for the two women to throw jabs at one another, Phoebe brushed it off thinking it was a joke.

"Now is not the time to mess with me, this is serious. I think i am loosing my marriage Ruthie!" Phoebe's voice was so loud that it reverberated in the vast office.

Tearing the papers in her hands, Phoebe vowed not to divorce her husband.

"There so many reasons as to why I cannot divorce David. First he is the father to my babies, second he is the love of my life and lastly I made a promise to the late grandmother Saxon never to leave his side. Besides, that man wouldn't be where he is right now if not for my dedication and now he wants a divorce! The least he can do is tell me why." Phoebe continued to lament to her friend who was chewing on her bottom lip and trying so hard not to laugh.

The ingenuine concern she wore couldn't show the happiness she had on the inside. The blonde woman couldn't remember how much Phoebe who was a pauper had mocked her for not being a Saxon despite her coming from a wealthy background

Phoebe began to walk away in a bid to find her husband whom she said owed her an explanation over what she considered to be madness.

But before she could take another step, Ruthie grabbed her hand. "Hold your horses Phoebe, you do not need to ask that heart broken man why he's divorcing you because I know exactly why."

The words that came out of Ruthie's mouth caused the desperate red haired woman to walk a few steps back until the two women were facing each other.

Phoebe's face was covered in both confusion and curiosity. "What in God's name are you talking about? Did David tell you something?" A frown came to form on her face.

The frown became deeper when Ruthie laughed maniacally. "Ohh it's not about what he told me but rather it's about what I told him." She reached inside her bag and pulled out two white papers that were stapled together.

Without hesitation, Phoebe accepted the papers and read through them, however she barely understood any of the information that was written on it.

"DNA.....what has this got to do with me and my husband. Whose DNA results are these?" Phoebe carelessly held the papers in her hands.

A triumphant smile came to form on Ruthie's lips. "Well my dear friend those are the results of a DNA test that was done between David and your bastard kids." The smile only grew wider as her friend became even more confused.

"What rubbish is spewing out of your mouth, that is not possible. David is the father of my children, I was a virgin when we married, I have never slept with any other man except my husband. And don't you ever call my children bastards..ever!" The anger in Phoebe's blood dripped off her tongue.

Unapologetic about what she had said, Ruthie continued to point out that Phoebe's twins were bastards that she conceived after sleeping with another man.

"David knows everything, this is not the first test he did, poor guy couldn't believe it at first. After a few more tests, he finally accepted. And lucky for me he drunk like a fish and we ended up sleeping together and now am carrying a bun in the oven. A real Saxon baby, his heir." Ruth's hand moved to her belly and she massaged it lightly.

"I...I. Don't understand. What are you saying exactly? This is all a lie. I need to find David, I have to explain myself....you cannot be pregnant for him....David doesn't fancy you, he never has....I...I..." Phoebe began talking gibberish as she walked out the door.

With her eyes on the floor, she bumped into a beefy man whom she knew quite well because he was Ruthie's driver. On his boss' orders the man carried her to the rooftop against her will.

Like a sack of potatoes, he dropped her on the wet floor. Snowflakes fell on her body which caused her to shiver for the coldness entered her bones.

"Ruthie what the hell? Why did you order your minion to bring me here? Wait a minute, did you come up with these lies such that you can take my position as David's wife? Because you want to become a Saxon?" Phoebe's condescending look only made her friend furious.

"Yes." Ruthie answered curtly without delay, a victorious smile still playing on her lips.

"I am going to make that man to marry me after all am carrying his true heir, the news is already out there and you have been branded as a cheater, your reputation is ruined, now sign the divorce papers, I warn that if you tear them like you did earlier, there will be serious repercussions." She handed her the papers and a pen.

She had prepared more copies because she knew just how stubborn Phoebe could be.

To Ruthie's disappointment, Phoebe folded her arms and sneered. Her actions compelled Ruthie to pull out her phone, she made a video call and showed her friend the video of her kids bound by ropes in a filthy tiny room with a big gas pipe.

A loud groan escaped Phoebe's lips as she covered her lips. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. "Please Ruthie for the sake of our friendship please don't harm my kids." She pleaded as she reached for the phone unsuccessfully.

"Friend? Ha-ha that's hilarious. You are wasting precious time, that room is being filled with carbon monoxide, those kids are dying as we speak, so sign the damn papers." Ruthie spoke in an unbothered tone.

To her surprise Phoebe asked for proof of life to which Ruth ordered the kidnapper to increase the gas.

In fear of her children dying, Phoebe quickly picked up the papers and signed them.

"Now please where are my babies, please release them." She pleaded to the merciless woman she once considered a friend.

Ruth ordered the man to release the kids but unfortunately the man informed her that the kids were dead.

Oh hearing the terrible news, Phoebe went into a state shock as she wailed and made a move to attack Ruthie only for Viper the driver to hold her back.

"I cannot let you go now because if you open your mouth about what I have done, David and his soft weak heart would never marry me, Viper, carry her close to the edge of the building." Ruthie ordered.

Once again, Ruthie flashed the phone screen at Phoebe, her mother's bound body was dropped near her dead children.

"Now jump or I kill your mother too." She ordered without batting an eye.

"Everything is over. You know the rigid ways of the Saxons. If you don't kill yourself, they will do it for you to save their stainless reputation and i can guarantee you that the pain they will put you through will be much worse to this. Think of your suicide as an act of mercy. Isn't it better to be with your children?" Ruthie smiled slyly.

Phoebe shook her head, very reluctant to do as Ruth wanted. What she needed to do was find David. 

"David will believe me. I just need..."

"Aaah! this muddle headed bitch. Why can't you just do what's good for everyone? After your mother, it will be your father and then your brother."

Phoebe whimpered and looked at Ruth with pleading and sorrowful eyes.

"Please Ruth, i don't know when things got to be this way but we are friends. We can talk this out. I have signed the divorce papers. I will take my children and my family far away from Citrus city." She begged.

She still didn't believe that Ruth had really killed her sons. This was like a dream__, a nightmare and she just needed to open her eyes.

"You are delusional, those kids are dead, Kill the mother." Ruth ordered through the phone.