Queenie walked out of the laboratory ten minutes before Pierce arrived. Hence, she found somewhere to stay outside and took out her phone. She had made the video her mother made behind into an audio. In as much as she claimed she really didn't care about her mother, a part of couldn't help growing curious about the kind of person her mother was. Ever since yesterday when she returned from Maile, she had been playing the audio repeatedly in her earpiece but wasn't concentrating on it. As she sat outside, she increased the volume to the loudest and shut her eyes. She failed to believe her mother had only made three bottles of the last batch despite creating more than five monsters. She listened to the two minute audio five times but still got nothing. Opening her eyes, she sighed and got up when she saw Pierce's car stopping just a little farther from her. "Did I take long?" Pierce asked as soon as she got in and she shook her head. "I came out a little too early." The man nodded
"No, I'm not agreeing to anything he said in there." Queenie huffed as she walked out of Leonard's house. Pierce said nothing as he opened the door and ushered her in. Then he walked over to the driver's side and got in. "I also do not want to do what he wants, but you heard him. If we do not do what he wants, yes he's not going to tell us what we want to know." He reminded. Queenie said nothing as she directed her gaze outside the window. "So you just expect me to kill Raphael Dean because he's poke nosing into Leonard's business. What if Leonard has a change of heart and refuses to tell us what we know." "He won't." Pierce replied and started the car. "Whatever information he has doesn't warrant someone dying, Pierce. Think about this." Queenie said after a momentary silence. "Aaron's life is worth more than his. We're going to kill Raphael." And that ended the subject. "Can you drop me off at Deborah's? I need to ask her about the remaining doses of drugs for Aaron." Queeni
"Mishael Wade? Are we talking about the one that came to me a few years ago?" Queenie asked and Deborah nodded to her surprise. "But he is a good friend of mine and was a good friend to my mother.""Oh, that's what he wants you to believe." Deborah smiled, "Look, Queenie. You don't understand what people like us go through. Unlike you and other humans in perfect health, we fear our life might just end all of a sudden. And because of that, we tend to make decisions that might end up hurting a lot of people." "Mishael Wade isn't just a scientist who stopped a pandemic from breaking out, he was the reason the organization was created." Deborah suddenly said but stopped. She glanced around her and nodded towards the entrance of her house. "How about we discuss this while having a drink?" She suggested and Queenie nodded. Deborah led the way to her bar which was as enormous as Queenie had imagined. Queenie was one who relished in luxurious things but because she was consumed by curiosit
Maile Getting into the Leicester Group of Companies wasn't something difficult to Roxanne as she had snuck into even higher companies. She found her way to the elevator and straight into the chairman's office. And that was the sight Mary Leicester met when she walked into her office. Roxanne had her back turned to the door as she stared outside the glass window. Company owners sure did like to have a better view of their cities as she could recall the office of her father was situated at a place like this. "I think you're in the wrong office." Mary said gloomily as she walked towards her desk. From her confident steps, one would know she wasn't scared of having a stranger in her office. In fact, Roxanne suspected the woman was used to such a sight. "Hello, Mary. You made me wait for quite some time. What are you going to tell your son if he dies because of your negligence?" Roxanne sighed softly, turning the chair to look at her. Mary fell into silence but that didn't elevate th
The Verlice's Mansion"Tomorrow is my father's funeral. I have to be in Maile before tomorrow with the children." Queenie explained to Langdon and his wife. Although his wife was a little reluctant to part with them, she had no choice. Queenie also smiled awkwardly and assured her they'd be back before she knew it. "How about Pierce? Will he be going with you as well?" Langdon asked but Queenie shook her head. "According to him, he has something really important to take care of. I'll just leave with the children." She said with a small smile and the elderly man nodded. "In that case, safe journey to Maile. Our condolences for your loss." Langdon said with a small smile. "I know." Queenie retorted, then nodded at her children. They walked out with her and into the car. She had dropped by at Pierce's villa and taken a car. "I've never been to Maile before, mommy. Is it a beautiful place with lots of trees and flowers and beaches?" Aster asked excitedly from the backseat. "I thou
Elijah's attention was brought back to his surroundings when the chatterings stopped all of a sudden. He looked towards the entrance to see a man walking in, Benjamin trailing quietly behind him. Mishael had his eyes raised, hence, Natasha recognized him at first glance. The man who usually hung out with Queenie turned out to be her archenemies. She almost snorted but kept it in check when she realized it wouldn't be funny. Mishael walked to his designated seat and sat on it. Then he raised his eyes and glanced around him haughtily. His presence seemed to cause the room's temperature to rise even more. This was a foreign feeling to Natasha who was used to seeing him flattering Queenie all the time. Benjamin was his right hand man. Hence, he stepped forward and did the honors of introducing her to Mishael. When Mishael saw her, something in his eyes shifted but it wasn't noticeable to anyone. "This is Natasha Knight, elder sister of Queenie Knight." Benjamin introduced, beckoning
Queenie had gotten to Maile by midnight and Floral had immediately taken her children the moment she set her eyes on them. Queenie only shrugged and headed to her mother's office again. She spent the next two hours searching for something. There was no secret hiding place nor a place that looked shady. She slumped on the couch after a fruitless search. Her eyes stared up at the ceiling until she suddenly sprang up from the chair. Her mother was crafty and wasn't one to trust people. Chances were Jacobs Knight might not have known where she kept it for fear that it'd be forced out of him one way or the other. She pulled numerous chairs together and climbed on them. Then she reached out to push open the part of the ceiling she found unusual. Just like she prayed, it gave way and she breathed out a sigh of relief. She pushed down what she had removed and positioned herself properly on the chair, then she looked into the hole. It was quite dark, so she took out her phone and flashed
"When did you find out?" Lucas asked. "Yesterday during my talk with Deborah." Queenie replied, "When did you two get your information as well?" "Oh, from Mary Leicester. She was one of the founding members of the experiment." Roxanne retorted. Lucas also nodded in agreement. "In as much as I want to continue this discussion, I have a father and a husband to mourn. After this funeral, I'll get to the bottom of all this." Queenie sighed and got up. Lucas and Roxanne also took that as their cue to leave and left as soon as Queenie made her way into her closet. "You think she's really affected by Pierce's demise?" Roxanne asked sadly as they walked in the corridor. "I don't know." Lucas said, at a loss at what to say. Queenie had always been one who hated revealing her emotions to people. He could imagine how hard it was for her. Not only had she lost the only father figure she had, she also lost her husband on the day of her father's funeral. Anyone would be racked up with pain.