"They're terminating our contract?!" Natasha yelled as she read the words on the document in front of her. Raphael sat quietly beside her with a copy of the contract in hand. Then he glanced up at the men seated opposite them. "The time to end our contract is yet to elapse. Ending it all of a sudden is something you can't do." He said, frowning slightly. "The Conglomerate is really sorry and we will compensate you in any way possible to show our deep regret for this." One of the men said and Natasha scoffed. "The only thing you can do for me right now is not to terminate this contract! Do you have any idea what Queenie will do to me once she finds out I've been deserted!" Natasha yelled but Raphael held her hand, cutting her short. The men got onto their feet and bowed slightly to them. "We really are sorry but there is nothing that can be done about it. It's your signature on that document or we might as well leave you with nothing. Our time here is limited, so we are calling it
Natasha found her way to Gandios Pub. She had a reservation for a private room, so the moment she arrived, she headed up to it. One of the waiters who had seen her come in contacted the manager of the pub who rushed out to meet her. Fortunately for him, she was just getting out of that elevator when he showed up. "Ms. Knight." He called with a smile and Natasha looked up at him. He was used to her stoic face, so he deepened his smile and walked right beside her as she headed to her private room. "I had no idea you would be coming but when I got informed, I immediately assigned some people to clean up your room. Please, can you wait by the bar until it's ready?" The manager asked the question quietly expecting Natasha to lose her patience. "Okay." She said, agreeing to his words much to his surprise. "I'll wait by the bar but don't take too long." The manager nodded fervently and walked away quickly while Natasha walked with large strides towards an empty seat in the counter. Unl
6:15pm, Subway station In the sea of people moving to and fro, Raphael sat quietly on the long bench, perfectly disguised with a hoodie. He glanced at his time numerous times with a light frown before someone sat next to him. He glanced at her and scoffed. "You invite someone for a meeting and you turn up late? Seriously?" Queenie didn't turn to look at him, instead, she dipped her hand into the bag which she hung across her body and took out a file.She placed it on the space between them and the man slowly reached for it. When he read the first piece of the document, he looked up worriedly. He opened his mouth several times like he wanted to say something but closed it each and every time. Queenie didn't need to look at him to know he was in a dilemma. Unlike him who looked flustered, the way she sat suggested she was a nonchalant girlfriend who was breaking up with her fiance. "How did you get this?" He finally asked and Queenie chuckled. "Sometimes you ask questions like a
Queenie stayed silent for a long time. "What exactly happened to my memories?""Your father hypnotized them out of you. Most of them are back but others might not return unless you find yourself in the same decision as that memory." "Mommy?" Queenie heard and looked towards the stairs to see Aaron staring at her. She got up immediately and walked to him. "How are you, baby?" "I'm fine, mommy." The boy replied and walked down the stairs. When he got to her, he asked, "Where are we going?" "Home. Daddy and uncles are waiting for us there." Queenie said, extending her hand to touch his face. Aaron said nothing else but she couldn't help feeling he had something else to say. "Do you want to tell me anything, baby?" The boy hesitated for a while but ended up shaking his head. Aster and Aaron soon ran into that living room. Queenie glanced at Langdon with a small smile. "We will be back this weekend." The man nodded and watched them walk out. Queenie fastened the three of them to t
Queenie ushered her children into the house and walked into the limousine again with Pierce. "I found out that your mother worked in the old laboratory building that was bought at the auction by Benjamin Moore." The man said, taking out his phone to show her some pictures. "In other words, there should be something of hers, a document or anything which should point us to where she kept the rest of the medicines." Queenie spoke but the man shook his head. "I thought the same but after a second thought, there's no way she'd keep it in the Knight's Mansion in Maile, nor will she leave it in a place like the laboratory. If she wanted you to find it, then she must've left some clues somewhere." Queenie rubbed her forehead slightly. "Why didn't she just go into hiding until I grew up and save me the exhaustion of finding what she hid." "Hiding would've made a lot of things worse. Your mother knew that dying was the only way to keep you and your brothers safe. If she was still alive so
Queenie and Pierce stopped in front of the limousine at the back of Velon's house. "Do you think they'd take the bait?" Pierce asked and Queenie shrugged. "They might." She replied. After Pierce had stepped in front of her, completely shielding her from the view of Anthony and Antoinette, she knew he wanted her to do something. The twins didn't look like people who would go back on their words. So he knew they really wanted the necklace. Queenie had made use of the little time they had to message Lucas to bring a car to the back of Velon's house and told the driver in the other limousine to leave after planting the grenade. Then she opened up the necklace and took a tiny piece of paper which had been folded to look smaller than her pinky finger. "I didn't see anyone enter the car." Lucas, who had been watching the limousine the whole time, said, and brought down his stethoscope, "They didn't fall for your bait." The duo got into the car and the driver who had driven the other
For their date, Benjamin had chosen a five-star hotel and they had spent the next thirty minutes talking about things that sounded irrelevant but funny. After they ran out of content, the duo went silent. Suddenly, Benjamin glanced up at her and asked, "So, how was your childhood? I mean, I heard a lot about you and your sister." Natasha blinked repeatedly before nodding. "She was a star. Practically the best in everything and for a reason I hated her so much." She replied and the man chuckled. "A lot of people argue that you are simply jealous of your younger sister. They even say you've tried to kill her once when she was still pregnant." The man said in a whisper. Natasha paused and kept her eyes on the plate. Then she suddenly looked up at him. "I'm just kidding." Benjamin suddenly said and laughed. He dropped his cutleries and reached for his glass of wine, "I don't think your hatred for your sister can make you do such a thing. It's just too silly." Natasha nodded stiffly
The atmosphere was ambiguous as Queenie hummed while pacing around in the kitchen. At exactly 7:10 am, Aster and her brothers walked down the stairs with the help of Pierce. It wasn't the first time she was seeing them in their uniforms, but it was her first time admiring the beautiful pattern which the school had used. "What would you say about mommy dropping you off at school today?" Queenie asked them as she served them their breakfast. She moved towards Aster and Aaron to feed them while Pierce fed Adrian. "How was your sleep, darling?" Queenie asked Aaron as soon as she stopped in front of him. The boy hesitated for a while before he answered, "It was fine." She found his behavior strange but she didn't probe further. She had her daughter who would tell her what she wanted to know. All she needed to do was get Aster out of Aaron's sight before the questioning. "I thought I smelt something nice?" Lawrence asked, poking his head into the kitchen. His eyes settled into the f
Pierce walked out of the bathroom with a towel tied loosely around his waist. Queenie who had been sulking on the bed raised her eyes to say something but it got stuck in her throat seeing his chiseled muscles.It also occurred to her this was the most intimate she had ever been with Pierce. Her body heated up at the thought of that and she groaned in displeasure. She was supposed to be angry but she was horny instead. Pierce had no idea what was going on with her but he did notice her frown deepened every passing second. "Queenie, are you alright?" He asked slowly and she snapped out of her thoughts. However, she ignored him. The man chuckled to himself and walked to the clothes he had taken off before going to have his bath. He took out something and handed it over to her. "Just like I thought, you were the one with the diary." She mumbled as she took it. "Yes. I came across it once in her office and decided to take it. Unfortunately, when I read the part regarding the formula,
Velon managed to get them through the corridor undetected. Queenie practically limped the whole time but quietly. However, just before they got to the elevator, they saw a green light and froze. There was someone inside. There was no time for them to decide as the elevator dinged open and Henry walked out of it. His face scrunched over when he realized what was going on and he immediately raised an alarm. "Who are you and who gave you the go ahead order to move them?" His sharp voice echoed throughout the empty corridor. Velon and Queenie felt movements towards them and sighed silently. Just like that, their perfect escape had been ruined by a lousy mouth relative. Despite her weak state, she tried to move when Velon held her back. "If you do that they'll get you again. Just get into the elevator." Upon hearing him, Henry scoffed and stood guard in front of the elevator door. Taking Queenie down would've been an impossible task but at this point, he knew she was beyond weak and
"But I still don't understand what the talk has to do with your plan with the formula for more drugs." Queenie scoffed, turning her face back to Mishael. "True. I've deviated from my storyline." The man replied, flashing an apologetic smile. "My father spent all his life's savings on Transformers because he knew he'd get more out of the product. The Transformers' drugs boost the human body. Increases things like speed, retention ability and some special abilities one might acquire as a side effect." "So you're trying to tell me you plan on doing the same thing which caused my mother to burn down the laboratory in the first place?" Queenie asked just to be sure and the man nodded. "It's called, continuing the family's legacy." Mishael enunciated and walked back to where he dropped his bottle of bourbon. "What if they don't find it?" Queenie asked as he filled his cup again. He only gave a dark chuckle. "I don't mind doing the same thing my father did." "Bring children and use the
Texas Velon returned home after being released by Queenie. He first had his son released but as he looked down at the boy, his heart skipped when he realized there was no resemblance between. "Daddy, those people took mommy away." Matt said, tears brewing in his eyes. He hadn't forgotten the sight he saw that day. "We'll go to mommy now. Don't cry." Velon consoled snapping out of his world.He grabbed the boy and took him into his arms. Just to affirm that Queenie was just messing with him, he stopped by a hospital and had them run a paternity test. "The result will be out in an hour, sir." The doctor told him. Then his eyes settled on Matt. "You have a handsome boy." "Thank you." Velon replied and led Matt out of the hospital. "The results can also be sent to your email in case you don't make it here on time. It's always more convenient." The doctor added with a smile. Finding no harm in it, Velon gave the doctor his email address before leaving. He found the police station w
Lucas and Audrey turned to see Deborah standing behind them with a smile. The most baffling thing was that they had no idea when she arrived. "How long have you been here?" Lucas asked, turning to her fully. Deborah flicked her wristwatch and stared at the time for a few seconds before raising her head again, "Three minutes. Just enough to kill you both and dump your bodies in the middle of the sea."If she was trying to scare them, she didn't succeed as they just stared at her blankly. "What are you doing here?" Deborah asked again, furrowing his brows in displeasure. "I worked for your parents. Of course I had to attend your father's funeral." Deborah replied with a snicker. "They gave you away. Frankly speaking, you don't look like you care about him." Lucas continued saying while Audrey watched silently. "You're right." Deborah chuckled, "I came to be sure Queenie won't run with the medicine she purified. It's unfortunate that Mishael now has his hands on her." "Mishael? Li
Mishael turned off his phone and turned his attention back to Queenie. David stood by the side with tears in his eyes. Just a few minutes ago, Mishael had suddenly instructed him to strung up Queenie and hit her. He had obeyed since he was hypnotized. "You know you don't have to make him watch as you hit me." Queenie who had regained her breath said. Mishael picked up his glass and walked close to her. "Then where's the fun?" Queenie sighed and lowered her head. "You do know they might not find the diary, don't you?" "Yes, I do." "That's good to know. What do you intend to do when they don't find it?" She asked and the man grinned crazily. "I intend to cut off your body parts for every hour it takes them to find it. It'll be a really unfortunate sight if they don't hand me that diary." Mishael replied, taking a slip from his cup. "I can help you find it. My mother stayed away from home almost all the time. So I made it a habit to follow her thinking she was cheating on my dad.
Knight's Mansion Natasha watched the funeral from a reasonable distance. She turned and headed back to her room when a hand reached out and dragged her into a corner. "It's me." Lucian shushed Natasha who was about to become violent making her freeze momentarily. She looked up to see her three elder brothers looking down at her with stoic looks. This was the closest she had been with them ever since they grew up. "I didn't come to cause Queenie any harm." She told them after a minute passed with none of them saying anything. However, her words were far from what Lucas needed to hear. He opened his mouth to say something. Fortunately, Lucian beat him to it. "When did you become so close to Queenie?"Natasha looked up at them silently. It was clear from the look in her eyes she wanted nothing other than to run away from them. But that only made the protective brothers curious. "I'm sorry but I'm not supposed to be discussing that with you." She told them after their gazes became
Queenie's pupils dilated as soon as she heard that name. "Now, give me the envelope." David said afterward and Queenie reluctantly gave it to him. There was no debating it. If she resisted, David would kill himself and Mishael would send someone else after her. If she still refused to hand it over, the same thing would keep repeating. David glanced at the envelope quickly before putting it into his suit pocket. Then he glanced up at her and said, "Mishael says thank you." He got up and lowered his gun. "Mishael, that bastard!" She groaned, trying her best to rein the anger within her. How Mishael had manipulated David to be so stupid was what baffled her. "Give me the gun." She told him but the boy shook his head with a confused look. "I don't want to give it to you." "Then point it at me before I get my hands on you." David had an even more confusing look on his face when he heard her. He glanced at his gun again and tried to point it at her but realized he couldn't. "Queen
"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.