Country AQueenie couldn't help the fact Lawrence kept staring at her. So when she was down with her work that morning, she walked towards him. "I never knew you work here." She said when she got to him. Lawrence laughed slightly and nodded. "It's not exactly like that. I will say I'm working part-time." Queenie wanted to ask what kind of work but refrained as she thought she'd sound pervasive. One of the TVs next to them changed channels and it was a live broadcast of someone and somewhere Lawrence knew very well. Thankfully, the place was crowded, hence, Queenie didn't notice on time. But the instincts remained and she naturally turned towards the TV when she felt people's attention on it. It was at that moment Lawrence reached out and grabbed her hand. "There's something I want to show you." For reasons she couldn't comprehend, she felt safe with him. They took the elevator straight to Saltos office. In the elevator, his phone chimed with a message from Pierce. "Tell me y
Lawrence stared into Queenie's eyes with uncertainty. However, the next second, she fell into his arms, pressing him into a bone crushing hug. "Lawrence, what happened to me?" She asked after disengaging from the hug. "You lost your memory." Lawrence replied, pressing his lips into a tight frown. Queenie scoffed almost immediately. "Memory loss doesn't just happen that sudden. The last thing I remember is dad messing with my head. He did it, didn't he?" Lawrence sighed and sat on the floor. Queenie did so too and the two stared silent. "He did but it was for your own good." The man sighed. "You all have always taken his side. And do I need to remind you that I'm no longer 18! By the way, how long has it been?" "Five years." "Oh, wow. And you say I shouldn't make him pay?" Queenie laughed coldly. "No one said that but at this moment, that shouldn't be your primary worry." The man said and turned to hold her hand. "Natasha has gone rogue and The Dragon Conglomerate has fallen.
Queenie remained frozen as she glanced between her three children. The others mistook her blank look for her having her moment. So they filed out of the room one after the other. When they were gone, Pierce was the only one left. The man slowly got up and pinned his eyes on her. Aster had gone to take shade behind her brothers. Although Queenie looked familiar, she couldn't ignore the fact she was a stranger who she had never set eyes on. Pierce noticed this and walked towards the children. "These are our children. Aster, Aaron and Adrian." Queenie smiled at the three but refused taking any errors to meet them. "Where are your nannies?" Pierce asked as he lowered his eyes to meet with the children's. "Here, sir. They found their way out of my grip. I'm sorry." One of the nannies said as she walked out. "Take them inside." Pierce ordered. The three who didn't dare to go to Queenie, poked her with their eyes before they were taken into their rooms. The two stayed silent for mi
Knights Villa, MaileLucian lurked around his father after Velon had been driven out by him.He had received a call during the confrontation and was excited. Jacobs noticed his countenance but didn't bother to ask him what was going on. "Dad, there's something you should know." Lucian finally said. Jacobs glanced up at his son and asked, "What's that?" Lucian hesitated for a while before he spoke, "Queenie is alive and she recognizes us. She has gotten back her memories." Jacobs' heart stopped beating for a second and his face paled off. Lucian rushed to him almost immediately. "Dad, are you alright?" "I am." The elderly man said as he waved his son off. "Then hurry up and get to her. You have to explain to her we didn't forget her." "She knows. Lucas and the others have already explained everything to her." Lucian replied before adding worriedly, "We need to go to the hospital.""There's no need. The doctor said I have less than two months to leave. However, my situation can d
No one dared to say a word until she was fully into the room. Queenie stared at each and every of their faces as she walked to the highest chair in the room. When she sat on it, she released an oppressive aura which subdued that of the others. Roxanne, Audrey and Jessica weren't left out. As she rubbed the blood coloured ring on her index finger, Queenie spoke. "It has come to my knowledge that when I was gone, some of you suddenly had guts to be in cohorts with Natasha Knight." Once again, no one said a word. Queenie snorted at the silent room and suddenly got up. "If you know you worked with her when I was gone, come out now and I will assign a punishment other than death to you." She promised and smiled widely. "You have ten seconds to do that." Everyone's impression of Queenie wasn't that of a kind hearted person, so normally, no one dared to step out. The guilty ones all had one though in mind: Queenie would end the meeting and go in search of those who had supported Natash
When Guerilla finished with the gruesome murders, the room was filled with dead bodies. Queenie went to each and everyone of them and inspected them like they were jewelries. After she was done, she got up and walked back to Guerilla. "You did well, Guerilla. But this isn't the end. You're the only surviving one of Natasha's spies, so you'll do something for me." Guerilla listened with rapt attention. After all, it had everything to do with his daughter's wellbeing. After Queenie was done, he nodded his head and stood beside her. Queenie then addressed the rest of the conglomerate. "It's amazing how they had forgotten my rule in such a short span of five years. And they did just as they pleased." One of them who was uneasy on his chair quickly caught the attention of Queenie. And she looked towards the woman. "You look like you have something to say." The woman hesitated for a while before she got up. "You were gone for five years. We were told that your memory might not ret
Eleven Years AgoKnight's Villa, Maile In the masters' bedroom Jacobs leaned on a bed where a sick woman was. "So, what were you saying about Queenie and Lucas?" "Those two got into a street. The others who fought against them are all lieing in the hospital. Their strength never ceases to amaze me." Jacobs spoke, his finger rubbing hers gently. The woman who looked pale smiled frigidly. "My little girl never ceases to amaze me." Then she suddenly asked. "What about the little girl you adopted?" The man paused for a few seconds before recalling who she was referring to. "Natasha is doing well. She's currently reading in her room." "She's gonna be a bright kid, Jacobs. Take care of the children, Jacobs." The woman added. The man's hand suddenly tightened around hers. "You're not dying. Once Queenie returns and donates her blood to you, you'll be fine. Don't say another word about dying again, Collette." Collette Knight smiled wryly. "Queenie's blood might keep me alive for a
Natasha's eyes flew open and she glanced around the room. The next thing she did afterward was to clench and unclench her fists. After confirming that she could still move them, she sat up on the bed. Right at that moment, the door gave way and Raphael walked in. He paused at the door, clearly surprised that she was already awake. "How are you feeling?" He finally asked as he walked in and slammed the door shut. "Better." Natasha replied and looked up at him. "I can feel every pulse in my body right now." Raphael smiled. "I was given a hundred percent certainty that the surgery would be a success. I'm happy they weren't bluffing." Natasha chuckled as well, "I'm glad also. So, when do we leave?" "In two days time, your injuries should've healed properly and you would become complacent with your new body." Raphael said. Natasha wasn't in a hurry, so she quietly nodded. "Have you heard what is currently going on in Hiltonia?" She asked and Raphael nodded. "According to them, Qu
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.