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"My mom!" I screamed from the depths of my being in an agonizing cry of the spirit echoing through the room. "Is she dead?" My voice quivered; the last few words were hardly spoken, as if I feared to utter the truth. "No, this has got to be a mistake," I stammered in disbelief. "Who knows? Maybe you just misread it." I gave a laugh, a chilling, mirthless sound, like a cracking piece of ice, as I desperately sought a way to wipe the truth away, to evade the overwhelming press of reality.In Adrian's gaze, however, a serious expression planted itself, with stormy eyes clashing with distant emotion, like storm clouds brooding somewhere far away. "Ahhh, I laugh, who knows, we were probably rushing to read," he said, voice low and husky, then paused, level eyes searching mine for understanding, for acceptance. "You know I wouldn't joke about something like that," he stated flatly, with determination. "I'm serious, baby." His finger pointed at the paper, trembling slightly."See, here?" sai
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As Adrian and I settled into the car, soft leather seats enveloped us like a warm hug, preparing us for our journey. Our mission was to find my mother's graveyards, and we meant to accomplish it. Adrian's hands moved deftly, like a person who had the terrain well imprinted in memory, to position the GPS tracker, whose gentle blue light lit the dashboard.It is gentle, robotic voice that announced our movement, leading us down crooked pathways as the view outside melted into the equivalent of a watercolor painting in the rain. "Baby, we are at the place," Adrian said, his voice in a tender, hushed tone wherein the person had come.I felt excitement pouring over me like a person near their destination as I said, "Ahh, so quick." The words hung in the air, like a challenge, as Adrian nodded his head while still keeping his eyes on the road, his face concentrated like someone focused on a task."Yes, but it is not quite close from our house," his words were a slow, measured pace, like som
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Dueling gazes. Like a mind reader conjuring deep thoughts, my eyes were fixed on his. The soft golden rays emanating from the table made us feel warm, tenderly caressing our features as we got lost in our thoughts. "What's wrong, baby?â I asked softly, a tone seeking to comprehend; like a true seeker.A devilish glimmer sparkled in his eyes, reflecting the glint of mischief like a person who had just sprung a secret. But his face looked oddly serious: his lips chiseled, his jaw clenched like one who meant to deliver a truth. "Julian and Samuel are working together," he said, lowering his voice to a conspiratorial stage, like one about to let someone in on a secret.A strange, wild emotion erupted: like a punch in the gut. My eyes popped, my brows jumped, like a confession that shocked the living daylights out of somebody. "How do you know that?" I asked, my voice a gentle probe, like one who knew there was more to discover here. My hands were clasped, like a person praying, as I waite
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Except for the droning sound of fluorescent lights, I was in a dim-lit room, going through the blueprint with scanning eyes; like an abandoned treasure hunter, I was falling deep into the document as though something inside was nagging me uncomfortably, like finding a puzzle that had some pieces missing."It is not complete," I said to Adrian barely above a whisper, all my uneasiness washing over me suddenly at that moment. Adrian's eyes were narrowed like a person trying to solve a mystery at this point-'Are you serious?'A nod from me, eyes glued to the incomplete blueprint like a person staring at an unfinished jigsaw puzzle, said it all-"Yeah, go through it," I insisted, sounding firm like someone trying to persuade someone to the truth. Adrian opened his phone and went through the document thoroughly, his eyes scanning the pages as though searching for a particular detail.His expression changed as he read, like a person who has just discovered a shocking truth. His eyes widened
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Slowly, the daylight continued in creeping into my room like a person slowly revealing a hidden treasure until I turned to Adrian, soft and gentle like somebody waking a sleeping beauty, and said," It's morning, babe," with the cheesiest gaze into his sleepy eyes.Adrian opened his eyes like the guy who could feel the waking world far away from him and looked confusedly at me, like someone who has just found a half-remembered dream. But as soon as he registered everything, the face showed the sudden awakening of a dreamer. "Today is the day of the proposal," I remarked, my voice echoing excitement like that of a kid anticipating a big adventure.His response was swift as to something alarming. "Seriously?" he exclaimed in a loud and clear voice, as if a person had some exciting news for the world. And he immediately flew into action, so I had to laugh at his excitement.I made a finger at himâthe person who playfully teased someone for the same reason. Adrian caught how I laughed; he
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Though I sat in the car with my heart racing in vain anticipation, I felt a little bit of trepidation wash over me. The towering meeting with the Dubai government was looming on my head. I had fears - fears about the unknown, failure, and not making a good impression.The car speeded past the road, speeding the scenery blurred on and above all to the fortuitous destiny. Finally, we reached the company, wherein the relief washed over me. We pulled up in front of the edifice building, and I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what was about to come.Adrian and I stepped out the car, walking on the pavement towards the office where all sounds echoed in our footsteps. Adrian closed his hand around the door handle, fingers clenched tightly, his push opening the door. Stepping inside, my eyes were caught at once by the tableaux before me.Dressed in corporate attire, with serious faces, everyone in Adrian's team was standing at perfect attention. They stood up as we entered, eyes fixed
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With the passing hour, the air tension thickened into more palpably heavy forms. Two hours have almost delved in looking up to their finisher preparations, and now with just one hour before the dinner, they're pushing the thrust deeper into heightened sensation and laser-like focusing.They have been getting themselves through some sessions of question and answer, self-testing for knowledge and driving home each little detail spelled in The Blueprint. As such, sail forth, the ready-to-surf mouthing on any eventuality; sharpens them up for any toughest question thrown at them.As they went drunk on the session, the rusty sound of shuffling papers, murmurs of discussion with having the occasional bout of voiced laughter resonated through the room. The spirit was invigorated by a spirit of brotherhoodness, common destiny and sheer determination to emerge victorious.And as the hands of the clock pointed to the final hour, Adrian's voice cut the noisy din with his crisp, clear, and comman
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Frantically looking for the woman who just called me, I sat in the vehicle allowing my eyes to scour the space. Instead, however, I was surrounded by ominously faced men; their expressions were dark and foreboding. An unease overtook me, and I could feel an influx of adrenaline passing through my bloodstream."Where am I going?" I asked them, forcing my voice to stay even as terror began to rise inside me. The men did not seem to notice, though, lest be moved by such strident yelling and asking."Somebody talk to me!" I shouted, but before any reply could come, the whine of the engine roared into life, and the vehicle started to move, sending a jolt of panic through me that I was about to be taken somewhere against my will.The men were too strong for me again when I would have tried to open the door to escape. They kept me successfully on the ground, where one tied a black cloth around my mouth and rendered any outcry completely useless. Kicking and struggling did not help, for I had
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JENNY POVWhen we broke away from each other after the hug, the memory of him really made me grateful for Adrian. Surely he was that support system I needed at this moment. "Thank you for being here for me," I said with quavering words.Adrian smiled at me, took my hand, and replied, "For always, I am here with you." "We'll face everything that comes."Rejuvenated, we took our seats one last time to review the evidence. The lawyer had told us that the case was strong, but we had to be prepared for every event. Adrian and I were going through the adaptations, underlining the crucial points, and exchanging views on strategies.As the day darkened, the tension in the room built up. Both of us were waiting for the return of this breath-holding event, wishing it would end soon so that we could all finally move on. But it was obvious that this required patience and tenacity.And then, just when we were seeming to take a break, the doorbell rang. Adrian went to answer it, and I could hear so
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JENNY POVThen she turned to us with a playfulness glinting in her eyes and said, "I have a question for you two." Adrian and I exchanged curious looks, and I asked, "What is it's, Mom?" She fixed her gaze upon us, darting between Adrian and me, before eventually saying, "When should I expect my grandchildren, please?" The question hung expectantly between us, twinkling as a little playful tip made both of us smile and ponder on how to answer it.Adrian stared at me, a sly smile spreading across his face as if he was daring me to respond to my mom's query regarding grandchildren. "Soon, Ma," he said, his voice teasingly mischievous as he tried to deflect her curiosity. My mom's eyes sparkled with mischief while teasing me: "I know Jenny won't say anything." Her words hung in the air, humorous but full of innuendo, and made me laugh loud, feeling my cheeks burning.The night pressed on: the ambiance of darkness shielded us, and we were slowly traveling back to our rooms, slowly paying
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JENNY POVThe days morphed gradually into weeks, while weeks would gradually morph into months, and my mom was really okay after that. "Thank you so much, Jenny," she said to me, holding my hand. Her voice was much better now, and we were chatting well. She didn't get sick anymore, and the doctor visits were not frequent by now since the workers kept caring about her with kindness and compassion.Adrian and I used to go and visit the hospital together to bring her favorite food and flowers. We sat down to watch movies or even play games, but even though it was at a slow pace, she was getting back. The hospital room of care was now much brighter with laughter than it had ever been used to and filled with sadness and concern.It was like any other day; we were just chit chatting when suddenly, a glittering tear glistened in Mom's eye. "I'm very grateful to you, Jenny," she said with a shaking voice. "You have been my stronghold during this journey." A warm hug followed from me, elated a
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JENNY POVIn the course of her recovery, I fleeted back home to refresh myself often. The workers would live with her, looking after her needs, and updated me about her conditions through regular phone calls, sometimes giving me a good laugh or two while hearing stories on her improvements.We began to develop a bond through these talks, and soon I would be on the edge of my seat waiting for their calls. They told me all about the jokes she told, her smiles, and how determined she was to recover. I laughed and appreciated their kindness.One day, I asked them all over for breakfast in appreciation of the small things they did for my mom. They came with huge, toothy grins and gifts of sunshine-dripped fruit and fragrant flowers. Here we were around the table, sharing together in a hearty meal.Mrs. Jenkins said, "We're so proud of your mom's progress, Jenny. She's a fighter." I smiled, feeling all the more blessed to have them with me. "Thanks to you all, she's getting a little better
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JENNY POVAt first, the workers got busy setting up my mother for the transport to the hospital. I watched as they transported her into a stretcher, their faces serious."We'll get her the help she needs," Adrian said, his voice reassuring. "We'll make sure she's okay."I nodded, and hope washed over me. Maybe, just maybe, we could get my mom back on her feet. Maybe we could undo the damage that Samuel had done.But for some reason, all along the way that took us out of the house into the open, I couldn't shake the feeling that this was only the opening act--the warm-up--for a longer and tougher journey ahead.As the workers placed my mom in a car, an entire jigsaw puzzle of emotions filled the air: relief because actions were finally being taken; then apprehension of what could come to pass in future. The workers whose eyes had been somber just a few moments ago suddenly spoke."Pleeeeeeease, Jenny, let us help,â Mrs. Jenkins said, her voice being a little shaky. "We'll assure that y
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JENNY POVAdrian took my hand and squeezed it gently."Let's go," he was saying in a steady voice. We walked together toward the little house, hearts heavy with concern for the ahead.I carefully entered the house with a pounding heart and a twisty stomach for anticipation and nervousness. Workers followed close behind, looking concerned. Adrian stayed near me, offering supporting comfort.A piece of cloth had been laid over something on the floor as we entered the room. My instinct told me it was my mother, but that thought was unbearable. "Where is she?" I managed to whisper to the men working.Mrs. Jenkins paused, speaking with a trembling voice, "Look at her here," extending her hands toward the cloth.My throat constricted as Mrs. Jenkins pulled back the cloth. I almost choked. My mom was lying on the floor with her eyes closed. I screamed, "Jezzzzz!"All hell broke loose in my mind. I staggered backward, feeling lost and disoriented. I never thought I could see such a thing: My
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JENNY POVThe moment I stepped into the house, some feeling of discomfort seemed to wash over both me and Adrian. The staff had welcomed us with uneasy gestures, and one could almost taste the tension. Mrs. Jenkins, the housekeeper, came towards us smiling uneasily."Jenny, dear, we need to talk to you about something," she said in whispers.I exchanged the same puzzled glance with Adrian and followed Mrs. Jenkins into the living room. The others had entered, too, and their expressions were serious."What are we talking about?" I asked with an authority in my voice, betraying hardly any nerves.Mrs. Jenkins took a deep breath. "We have been looking after your mother for a while now, and...and there is something about which we have been doing...that we should not."I had felt that my intuition might be right: a knot was tightening painfully inside my stomach. "What do you mean by that?â I demanded, trying to add firmness to my tone while being cautious.The staff exchanged anxious look
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STAFF POVMrs. Jenkins told the personal assistant Mark that they should stay together in the kitchen, closely huddled, with the anxiety clearly written in their faces. The news just broke of Samuel's arrest, and panic was creeping in."What if the police come to us next?" Mrs. Jenkins whispered, tremulous voice and all."That's what we need to think about," he whispered, "how we're going to tell them. They can't know what all we did.âIndeed, it was as Rachel, the cook, also then entered the conversation. "I think we need to go and tell Jenny the truth. Just can't keep it anymore."Mrs. Jenkins and Mark turned towards her, their faces horrified; "No, Rachel, we can't do that," Mrs. Jenkins said firmly, "We promised Samuel we wouldn't say anything."The determination of Rachel was all over her face. "But Samuel's going to prison. We have to protect ourselves. If we tell Jenny the truth, maybe she'll understand, maybe she'll help us."Head shaking, Mark replied, "I don't know, Rachel.
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JENNY POV"Goodbye!" said one of the guards as he led Julian and Samuel away through the door. Samuel, with great effort, rose to his feet. Fumes of anger and humiliation filled his eyes, yet he was aware that he had lost, and the game was over.A bright cacophony erupted in the room as the reality of the matter sank into everyone's minds. Rage and humiliation burnt on Samuel's face, and tears welled up in Julian's eyes as he was being escorted in handcuffs.His grip on my wrist got tighter, and Adrian beamed, "It's over," with satisfaction etching his voice.The feeling of vindication washed over me; Julian was getting what he deserved. The board director came forward, stealing the attention from every corner."Esteemed ladies and gentlemen, the evidence presented today has shown the grave betrayal of trust. Samuel and Julian have brought dishonor to our organization, and they shall bear the consequences of their utter treachery."Silence engulfed the room once again, and the focus d
