I broke down in tears, I don't know how to deal with the pain and anger that was consuming me. All I wanted was answers to so many questions.
As Dr. Ryan carried me out of the control room, I was still sobbing uncontrollably. I felt like my world had been shattered into a million pieces. My mother, who had been recovering so well, was now gone, and it seemed like someone might have had a hand in her death.As we walked down the corridor, I saw a familiar figure approaching my mother's private room. It was Mrs. Jenkins, I had told her to go home and prepare something for my mother to eat, since she had said she was hungry. I was sure she didn't know what was going on.Mrs. Jenkins was carrying a lunch box in her hands, and her face looked concerned. She had been like a mother to me, always caring and nurturing.I felt a pang of sadness, knowing that she would be devastated by the news of my mother's passing.Dr. Ryan gI felt a sense of purpose and resolve wash over me, and I knew that I was one step closer to finding out what really happened.I turned to Mrs. Jenkins, who was still sitting in the chair beside me, and nodded. "Let's go," I said, my voice firm.Mrs. Jenkins stood up, and we both turned to Dr. Ryan, who was still sitting behind his desk. "Thank you, Dr. Ryan," I said, my eyes locked on his. "I appreciate your help and honesty."Dr. Ryan nodded, his expression sympathetic. "Of course, Aries. I'll keep you updated on the autopsy and any findings. Remember, it's going to be a tough road ahead, but I'll be here to support you."I nodded, took a deep breath, and turned to leave. Mrs. Jenkins followed close behind me as we walked out of Dr. Ryan's office and into the hospital corridor.As we walked, I couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation. I knew that I was getting closer to the truth, but I also knew that it wouldn'
Tomorrow was my mom's funeral, and I couldn't believe it. The thought of saying goodbye to her was unbearable. The funeral was held at St. Patrick's Cathedral in New York City, and it was packed with important people from all over the city. Business leaders, politicians, and celebrities came to pay their last respects to my mom, the CEO of MK Technology.As I walked into the cathedral, I was greeted by a sea of somber faces. The pews were filled with people dressed in black, their heads bowed in respect. The altar was adorned with white flowers, and a large portrait of my mom sat atop a pedestal, surrounded by candles.My mom's casket was at the front of the cathedral, covered in a white cloth with gold trim. It was hard to believe that she was really gone. I felt a lump form in my throat as I approached the casket, my heart heavy with grief.The service began, and people started to speak about my mom's accomplishments and leg
One week after my mom's funeral, I was still trying to come to terms with the loss. I was in my room, trying to distract myself from the pain, when Mrs. Jenkins came in to summon me to the sitting room. I asked her what it was about, but she just said I should come down and see for myself. I got dressed in a black gown, still wearing black as a sign of mourning for my mom. As I came down the stairs, I saw a woman and her daughter, who looked about my age. The woman was Mrs Victoria, my dad's secretary, and her daughter introduced herself as Sophia.As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I greeted Mrs. Victoria with a nod, trying to be polite despite my growing unease. But before I could even acknowledge her, her daughter Sophia stepped forward, a bright smile plastered on her face."Hey, I'm Sophia! I'm going to be your new sister!" she exclaimed, her voice dripping with excitement."Meaning? I asked but had no reply.My dad's
Just as I thought I couldn't cry anymore, Mrs. Jenkins, our loyal housekeeper, appeared by my side. She knelt beside me, her face etched with concern and compassion. "Oh, Aries, my dear child," she whispered, her voice soft and soothing. "Let me help you up, sweetie. You don't have to go through this alone." But before she could even touch me, Mrs Victoria, my dad's new wife, stepped forward, her eyes flashing with a hint of annoyance. "No, dear Mrs. Jenkins," she said, her voice firm but polite. "I think Aries needs to learn to stand on her own two feet. You're a nanny, not a crutch. When she's done crying, she can stand up and compose herself." Mrs Jenkins looked taken aback by Mrs Victoria's words, but she nodded respectfully and stood up, her eyes never leaving mine. I continued to sob, my body shaking with uncontrollable grief. But as the minutes passed, my cries slowly began to subside
I stormed into the kitchen, still fuming from the altercation with Sofia. Mrs. Jenkins, our loyal housekeeper, looked up from her work, concern etched on her face. "Aries, dear, what's wrong?" she asked, her voice soft and soothing. I took a deep breath, trying to calm down, and walked over to her. She drew me close, her arms enveloping me in a warm hug. "What's going on, child? What was all that commotion about?" I took another deep breath, letting it all out. "Sofia barged into my room, disrespected me, and slapped me. I slapped her back, and then Mrs. Victoria came in and took her side, as usual." Mrs. Jenkins' expression turned stern, her eyes flashing with anger. "That young lady needs to learn some manners," she muttered. "And Mrs. Victoria needs to stop coddling her." I nodded, feeling a sense of validation. "I know, right? It's always th
I stood there and watched as Mr. Thompson drove off, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. I had managed to keep my meeting with Mr. Jack a secret, at least for now. I took a deep breath and pulled out my phone, dialling the number for a local taxi service. As I waited for the taxi to arrive, I glanced around the bustling mall entrance, making sure no one was watching me.After a few minutes, the taxi pulled up, and I got in, giving the driver the address: 345 Elm Street, in the heart of the city. I had never been there before, but Mr. Jack had instructed me to meet him at this location.As the taxi drove away from the mall, I felt a sense of excitement mixed with nerves. What would Mr. Jack tell me about my mother's estate and will? What secrets would he reveal?I sat back in the seat, watching the cityscape pass by through the window. The taxi driver, a friendly-looking man with a kind smile, glanced at me in the rearview
Mr. Jack walked around his desk and sat down in the leather chair across from me, his eyes fixed on mine. He leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers together as he began to speak."Miss, I am Mr. Jack, your mother's attorney. I've been handling her affairs for many years now."I nodded, trying to process what was happening."Your mother called me from the hospital," Mr. Jack continued, his voice serious. "She instructed me to transfer her company shares, worth approximately $500 billion, into a personal account she created for you."I felt like I had been punched in the gut. I couldn't breathe. $500 billion? It was an astronomical amount of money.Mr. Jack leaned forward, his eyes locked on mine. "She was very clear about her wishes. If anything were to happen to her, she wanted me to execute the deal the agent I had with her. Mr. Jack's expression turned grave, his eyes clouding with concern. "Miss, I must war
I looked up at him, my eyes pleading. "Please, Mr. Jack. I need you to protect me, to protect our company. My mother trusted you, and I trust you too."Mr. Jack's expression softened. "I'll do everything in my power to protect you and our company, Miss. I promise."I nodded, feeling a small sense of relief. "Thank you, Mr. Jack. I knew I could count on you."I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. "I need some time to think, to process everything. Can we meet again tomorrow?"Mr. Jack nodded. "Of course, Miss. We'll meet again tomorrow. And don't worry, everything will be okay."I thought for a moment, considering my next move. I looked up at Mr. Jack, my eyes serious. "Forget about the meeting tomorrow, Mr. Jack. I don't think it's safe for me to leave my house right now."Mr. Jack's expression was concerned. "What do you mean, Miss?"I took a deep breath, trying to explain.
Since some things in life are better silenced waved my conversation with Sophia.Then I walked up to my room quietly without even saying a word to anyone.Hugh!!! I exclaimed, taking a deep breath and relieving myself of the worry."Let me sort out the clothes I am going to wear to Emily's parents' funeral tomorrow", I said.I walked over to my closet and began browsing through my outfits, searching for something suitable for the occasion. As I scrolled through my clothes, I decided on a simple yet elegant black dress that I had worn to a funeral before. It was modest, respectful, and fitting for the sombre occasion.I took the dress out of the closet and laid it on my bed, making sure it was wrinkle-free. I then moved on to choose a pair of shoes, settling on a pair of black heels that would complement the dress nicely.As I was getting everything ready, my mind began to wander back to Emily and the pain she must be going through. I couldn't even begin to imagine how difficult it mus
I woke up the following morning feeling so weak and tired. I was having serious back ache that morning, but I could not understand why I felt so much pain.Then, immediately, my mind remembered Emily."Oh my, let me quickly call Emily and know how she is doing", I said in a low tone.I quickly got up to look for my phone, after searching for it in my room. I remember I kept it inside the bathroom when I went to bath yesterday. I quickly rushed to the bathroom as I sited my phone on the sink."There you are," I said as I took it and walked back to the room and sat on the sofa; then I scrolled through my contacts and saw Emily's number, and I dialled it.Then my phone started beeping, "Tone!! Tone!!"Before it could beep for the third time Emily on the other side picked up the phone,"Hello, Aries!!!" Emily's voice was calm and warm."Emily, how are you doing? Good morning" I lowered my voice."A......m fin..e" she started crying as she managed to reply."Emily, don't cry, please take h
As the night wore on, I couldn't shake off the feeling of being an outsider. Leon's family seemed to be sizing me up, their smiles and congratulations laced with insincerity. I felt like a pawn in a game I didn't understand, with no control over my destiny which I hated to feel that way.As I stood there, pretending to be the happy bride-to-be, I caught a glimpse of a figure watching me from across the room. It was a woman with piercing green eyes and long, curly brown hair. She was dressed in a stunning red gown, and her presence seemed to command attention.As our eyes met, I felt a shiver run down my spine. There was something about her that seemed familiar, yet I couldn't quite place her. She smiled at me, a sly, mischievous smile that made me feel like she knew a secret I didn't.I turned back to Leon, trying to focus on the celebration at hand. But my eyes kept drifting back to the mysterious woman in red. Who was she, and what did she want? But I pushed the thoughts away sinc
Time flies, and it is already my engagement day. Everything was perfect. As I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my diamond necklace, I couldn't help but feel a sense of detachment. The woman staring back at me was a stranger, a puppet dressed in a designer gown, ready to be presented to the world. My father, beaming with pride, entered the room. "Aries, you look stunning. Leon will be thrilled." I forced a smile, my heart heavy with the weight of my situation. "Thanks, Dad," I replied in a calm voice. As we descended the staircase, I was immediately struck by the opulence of the decorations. The entire ballroom was transformed into a fairytale-like setting, with intricate details and lavish adornments. I started asking myself why Is everything so flashy it's just an engagement. The walls were draped with floor-to-ceiling white and cream-coloured silk, creating a sense of elegance and sophistication. The tables were set with fine china, crystal glasses, and crisp white li
I sat at the cushion with my father looking at Sofia who was still looking at me, after a brief silence. My father cleared his throat as if something was choking him."Hmmmm" he cleared his throat. "Aries dear you will be get married."At that moment I felt like I didn't hear what he was saying."Dad please I don't hear you" I said politely not to make him angry."Aries dear I said you are getting married" he repeated but this time his voice was loud and clear."What??" I exclaimed."How? Am I getting married to whom?" "I am too young..... to get married am just twenty-one years old" I pleaded as tears rolled down my eyes.I slumped back into the cushion, my eyes wide with horror and disbelief. My mind raced, refusing to accept the words echoing in my ears. "Married?" I thought. "How can this be? I'm just 21!"My gaze drifted to Sofia, still watching me with an unreadable expression. Her presence made me feel like a pawn in a game I didn't understand."Aries dear I know this would
Since my fate is to be doomed in the hands of my father and his new wife (My stepmother).As I dismissed some thoughts I know will only do more harm than good to me, I quickly packed my things into my bag pack, l looked at Emily who was already staring at me for the moment, her eyes filled with Anger."Hey Emily try to calm down, don't be angry at me" I paused for a while recollecting my thoughts. "I would love to stay but I have some family problems I have to face alone. Please understand.""Did you just say Alone?" Emily asked in anger."Yeah Emily" I walked close trying to calm her down but she retaliated."Aries you seem to have taken me for a fool" Emily spoke her voice shaking as she tried to hold back her tiers."Emily, what have I done wrong?" I asked."Don't play dumb with me Aries" she said as she walked closer to me. "Aries I know you too well, something has been bothering you but you choose to hide it from me why?" Emily said. Tires rolled down her eyes.I felt pity for E
I tapped my foot impatiently, waiting for my ride to arrive, My phone buzzed, and I glanced at the screen."Your ride is 2 minutes away," the notification read, I exhaled but sighed since I was already running late.A sleek, silver sedan pulled up to the curb, its tyres humming on the pavement, The driver, a friendly-looking woman with a warm smile, leaned over to open the passenger door."Hi, Aries! Hop in," she said.I slid into the seat, buckling my belt as she pulled away from the curb, The sedan glided smoothly through the streets, the air-conditioning a welcome respite from the afternoon heat.As we drove, my phone buzzed again, and I glanced at the screen, A text from Emily my best friend flashed on the display:"Hey, Aries! The lecture starts in 20 mins, and you're nowhere to be found! Where are you?"I frowned, anxiety creeping in. "Stuck in traffic," I typed quickly."Estimated time of arrival?" Emily replied."10-15 mins I believe I can make it in time," I estimated."Okay,
After an hour of cooking, Mrs. Jenkins and I finished preparing a delicious meal of roasted chicken, steamed vegetables, and fluffy rice. The aroma wafting from the kitchen was tantalising, and my stomach growled in anticipation of lunch. "Just in time," Mrs. Jenkins said, glancing at the clock. "Mrs. Victoria will be pleased." I nodded, feeling a sense of accomplishment. "Let's get everything set up in the dining room." We carefully transferred the dishes to the dining room, where the table was already set with fine china and crystal glasses. Just as we finished arranging the food, Mrs. Victoria swept into the room, Sofia trailing behind her. "Sofia's starving," Mrs. Victoria announced, her eyes scanning the table. "I hope lunch is ready." Sofia's eyes widened as she took in the spread before her. "Finally, something decent to eat," she said, her tone dripping with entitlement. I bit back a retort, remembering Mrs. Jenkins' words: "Don't let those people get to you." Mrs. V
I slept only to wake up the next morning; I brought out my phone to check the time. It was around 9 am."Oh no!!" I exclaimed as I saw the time; I quickly got out of bed and rushed to the bathroom, washed my face; since I woke up late and there was no time for me to take my bath, I walked out of my room.As I hurried out of my room, I nearly collided with Mrs. Victoria, my stepmother, standing in the hallway. Her piercing gaze scrutinized me, her expression a mask of disapproval."Good morning, Mrs. Victoria," I stammered, trying to sound cheerful despite my rush.But instead of a warm response, her face contorted in anger."You call this morning?" she spat, her voice venomous. "You're over two hours late! Your father explicitly told you that you'd be taking care of household chores from now on, and this is how you start?"Her eyes flashed with indignation. "Do you know how much work needs to be done? The laundry, cooking, cleaning... and you're still lounging in your nightclothes?"S