Maya stepped out of the Lucas villa, breathing a heavy sigh. As she stood outside, she stared at the magnificent building, reminiscing on her childhood days. “I wish I could stop him. The hurting is getting too much and I can't believe I am his tool to ruin the family who took care of me all along.” She was too lost in her thoughts and just as she was about to open the door of her car and enter inside, she stood still as if something suddenly struck. “What if I just tell them the truth and stop everything right now?” “You? Stop right now?” A voice sneered in her head. “That is mission impossible. It can never happen. You are as wicked as him so don't think you will go scott free even if you decide to turn in yourself.” Maya's hand wavered on the car door handle, her mind torn apart by the conflicting desires to betray and to protect. The voice in her head kept jeering at her, its words dripping with malice. "You're as wicked as him... you will never go scott free." With a defea
Mrs Lucas could not get the thought of everything she had heard off her mind. The more she tried to push it back, the more force it came back with a severe force to hunt her. “What should I do now? Lucas will definitely get angry and throw Maya into jail with Miguel without even finding out the cause.” “I don't think I want anyone that is innocent to suffer.” Pacing round her room, she finally came to a conclusion to track Maya down. She threw on a casual black gown and grabbed her car keys, rushing down. “I must get to the bottom of this.” “Where are heading out to, ma'am?” The driver who was on standby asked when he saw her rush out. “I can drive y…” “Don't worry. I can drive myself. I want to go alone.” She cut him short before he could complete his statement. She turned on the ignition and zoomed out of the villa. Mrs. Lucas sped through the night, her mind racing with thoughts of Maya and the mysterious conversation she had overheard. She couldn't shake off the feeling
Mrs. Lucas walked into Emma's restaurant, scanning the bustling space for her daughter. She had called Emma on the phone earlier and she needed to speak with her. She spotted Emma in the corner, typing away on her phone. Mrs. Lucas made her way over, her heels clicking on the tile floor. "Hey, Mom," Emma said, standing up to hug her mother. "Hey, sweetie," Mrs. Lucas replied, taking a seat across from Emma. "Thanks for meeting me here. I needed to talk to you about something." Emma raised an eyebrow. "What is it? You sounded serious on the phone." Mrs. Lucas took a deep breath. "It's about Maya. I know you two are not so close, but I need to tell you something." Emma's expression turned cautious. "What is it?" Mrs. Lucas hesitated, choosing her words carefully. "I overheard Maya talking to Miguel yesterday. They seem to be working together, Emma. Against us, against the family.” Miguel? Was her mom already aware of Miguel? She guessed immediately that her father, Mr Lucas, must
Emma walked out of her restaurant, the cool evening air blowing softly on her as she made her way to her car. She had agreed to meet Maya at a coffee shop down the street, but her mind was still reeling from the phone call. As she unlocked her car and slid into the driver's seat, Emma could not shake off the feeling of unease. It was the voice in the background, the one that had sent a shiver down her spine. She was certain she had heard it before, but where? Emma started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot, her eyes scanning the road as she drove. She tried to focus on the task at hand which meeting Maya and finding out what was going on, but her mind kept wandering back to the voice. It sounded so familiar, yet she could not quite place it. Had she met Miguel from her past? Someone she had met recently? The more she thought about it, the more her head spun. As she pulled into the coffee shop parking lot, Emma took a deep breath and tried to calm her racing thoughts. Sh
Emma's eyes narrowed as she followed Maya's car. Something did not feel right. As she turned a corner, she noticed a black SUV pulling up alongside Maya's car. The driver's eyes locked onto Maya's, a cold, calculating glint in his eye. Emma's heart skipped a beat. She knew that look, knew what it meant. Without hesitation, Emma floored it, speeding up to pull alongside Maya's car. She honked her horn, waving her arms wildly to get Maya's attention. Maya, startled, looked over to see Emma gesturing frantically. She slammed on the brakes, her car skidding to a stop just inches from the black SUV. The driver's eyes widened in surprise, his plan ruined. He glared at Emma, his face twisted in anger. Maya looked at Emma, confusion etched on her face. "What's going on?" Emma did not hesitate. "Get out of the car, Maya. Now." Maya's eyes darted to the black SUV, and for a moment, Emma saw fear flash in her eyes. Then, she quickly got out of the car, her eyes fixed on the SUV. The driv
Emma walked through the front door, her mind still reeling from the events of the day. She wanted to reach out to Maya, to make sure she was okay, but something held her back. As she entered the living room, Adriel looked up from his book, concern etched on his face. "Hey babe, everything alright? You look a bit shaken." Emma forced a smile, not wanting to worry him. "I am fine, just a long day." Adriel raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "You sure? You can tell me if something is wrong." Emma hesitated, tempted to confide in him. But she knew he wouldn't be happy if he found out what she was doing - putting herself in harm's way to protect Maya. So she lied, trying to sound convincing. "Really, I am fine. I'm just tired." Adriel nodded, though his eyes lingered on her face, searching for any sign of deception. Emma felt a pang of guilt, but pushed it aside. She could not let him worry about her, not now. He had more than enough to handle, not this. She walked over to the kitchen, tryi
In one gulp, Maya drank everything. Evelyn kept watching her from the corner of her eyes. Dabbing the edge of her mouth to clean off some lemonade on her lips, she said, “I drank it already and nothing happened. I wouldn't poison myself or anyone.” “Hmph!” Evelyn humped, watching Maya intently. She still did not believe Maya would not do anything if she had the opportunity. Just as Maya had drank her own glass, Emma accidentally knocked over her own glass, spilling lemonade all over the table and Maya's hand. "Oh no, I am so clumsy!" Emma exclaimed, as she quickly grabbed a napkin to clean up the mess. Maya's eyes widened in frustration, her plan foiled once again. She could not believe her bad luck. Evelyn, still suspicious, eyed Maya's glass warily. "You know, I think I'll pass on the drink. I am not really thirsty anyway." Maya's face fell, her anger and disappointment barely contained. She knew she could not try again, not now that Evelyn was even more suspicious. "It's oka
Evelyn turned to leave, her movements abrupt. Adriel called out a goodbye, but Evelyn just waved over her shoulder. As the door closed behind her, Adriel turned to Emma. "What's going on with Evelyn? She seemed really worked up." Emma shrugged, her eyes still fixed on the necklace. "I don't know. She's just been really scared about something lately.” Adriel raised an eyebrow. "Scared? That's not like Evelyn." Emma shrugged again, her expression betraying her inner thoughts. "I don't know, Adriel. Maybe she is just stressed or something." Adriel nodded and continued to his room but Emma rushed behind him and held on to his chair, wheeling him forward. “It's been a while since you did this.” He mumbled to her. “You always complain that I don't need to wheel you around and that it is electric, so…” “But you know I want you to do this for me sometimes.” He chuckled, patting her hand on his shoulder. “So how is the case with Darwin? I know he is still in the police custody.” She as