Hannah who is seen climbing down the stairs had seen Mellisa and Lisa conversing while they laughed. She smiled as she stared at them. She saw the soft look on Lisa’s face while he smiled. They were bonding. The thought of her kids came into my heart. It's been a long time since she had spent quality time with her kids and bonded with them because of work. She needed to make enough time for them. She sighed softly and then walked out of the house. Immediately she got out of the house, her car was nowhere to be found.She walked towards the chauffeur who was washing the Lamborghini. “Where’s my car?” She asked. “Mr. Brandon asked me to take it to the mechanic,” He said and Hannah raised her eyebrows looking confused. Her car wasn’t having any issues. She sighed knowing fully well Brandon was at it again.She turned and saw Brandon’s car. She walked up to the car and opened the door, there he saw Brandon in his car operating his phone. “I was wondering when you would come out of
“I think she’s got the job already, your wife hired her-““What?” He muttered and the frown on his face deepened. The elevator came to a stop on the last floor. He didn’t waste any time and walked out of the elevator and went to Hannah’s office.The door to Hannah’s office burst open revealing Brandon and Liam.Jessica and Hannah turned immediately after he walked in.“What the hell is going on? Why would you hire her?” Brandon asked with a furious look on his face.“And why wouldn’t I hire her?” Hannah asked in response.“She can’t work here Hannah, I have my reasons,” Brandon said as he turned to Jessica.“Why can’t I work here, Hannah already hired me,” Jessica said.“You are fired, Jessica”“What?” Both Hannah and Jessica yelled at once.“I haven’t even started working yet and you already fired me,” she said with a look of horror on her face.“Why would you fire her?” Hannah asked.“Because this is my company and I have every right to fire her,” Brandon muttered.“And I’m the COO
“My wife is the one who is making me happy and I don’t share. Go find your happiness, oh you can’t, I forgot you are single” he said and Liam sighed and he laughed.“I will get a wife soon,” he said and Brandon chuckled. He took the files and walked out of the office.The moment he walked out, the smile on his face disappeared as he remembered his ex-girlfriend, and how she had left him. They had a lot of plans together but she left. The thought of her filled his heart.He sighed and quickly pushed off the thoughts from his head and walked away.Meanwhile, it was evening and the octuplets had gotten back from school. They were seen downstairs in the sitting room playing with Mellisa when the front door opened revealing Jessica, looking tired and stressed.Jayden turned to his siblings and gave them eye contact that Jessica was back and he needed to go meet her. They nodded and he stood up and walked towards Jessica who was on her way to her room. “Hey Aunt Jessica, when should we b
Jayden and Allison walked towards Lisa’s room and stared around before opening the door.They walked inside the room, closing the door behind them.“Where are we going to start from?” Allison asked. “I don’t know,” Jayden said as he moved towards her wardrobe, and opened it. He closed it back when he saw nothing.They both sighed.“There’s nothing here,” Jayden said but then Allison paused when she saw a document, under her dressing table.“I found something,” Allison said as she took the document. She opened it and saw Matthew’s picture on the front page:“See something”, Allison said and Jayden moved towards her and then saw the document, it had a matthew’s picture on the front page.“We need to take this to Aunt Jessica,” Jayden said as they closed the document and then paused when they heard the door open at once.Jayden and Allison stared at each other with a nervous look on but then heaved a sigh of relief when they saw it wasn’t Lisa. It was the maid who was cleaning the room.
It was early morning and the octuplets had left for school with Arianna.Lisa was awoken by the sound of her phone ringing tone. She checked the caller’s ID and saw it was the nurse she had hired to take care of Samantha. She stared at Mellisa who was still asleep. She walked out of the room and went downstairs before answering the phone call. “Hey Khloe, I thought I sent the money for the surgery, why are you calling?” she asked as she answered the phone call. “Miss Lisa, the surgery didn’t go as planned. I’m not sure Mrs Samantha would stay alive too long, she’s requesting to see Adrianna” the nurse said and the sleep in Lisa’s eyes disappeared at once. “What? What do you mean she won’t make it? I paid a large sum of money so she would get the surgery, what went wrong?” She asked as a cold shiver ran down her spine.“A lot went wrong Lisa. I can’t talk about it on the phone, you just need to let Adrianna see her only family one last time” the nurse said and Lisa sighed softly.
“She’s saying the truth Brandon” They heard a voice from behind and turned only to see Lucas.Brandon raised his eyebrows staring at him waiting for him to continue.“Don’t give me that look, I found out Mellisa isn’t your child and Lisa has been lying to you. Her friend Jules told me everything” Lucas said as he sat on the chair.“You knew all this time and didn’t bother telling me about it?” Brandon asked.“Because you wouldn’t believe me even if I tried to. You know you act like you know everything and I was waiting for you to figure it out yourself” Lucas said and Brandon sighed.“They are both lying Brandon. They both planned all of this. Lucas asked me out and I refused and he’s trying to get back at me” Lisa said and Lucadls screamed at once.“What? When I’m not stupid. You are no longer my type Lisa, your time has passed” Lucas said and Lisa felt her heartbreak at what he had said. That she wasn’t his type anymore, how dare he, she thought angrily.“Then who is your type, Hann
Meanwhile, Jessica is seen in her room. She had woken up from her deep sleep feeling extremely tired. She had slept off after she returned and she was waking up now, just because of how stressed she was from work. She climbed down the bed and then walked inside the bathroom, took her bath, and then walked inside her room and put on her dress, ready to leave for work when she saw a document lying on the bed. But then she remembered she had seen Jayden and Allison walk into her room last night and kept it on the bed. She was too tired to check it.She wondered if this was what they saw in Lisa’s room. She wondered what was in the document. She sighed softly and had wanted to check it out but she felt she would when she came back from the company as she was already late.She took her bag and walked out of the room. She went downstairs and saw Lucas taking photos of Lisa who was tied on the chair. “What’s going on here?” Jessica asked. “She's finally been caught as you wanted, Brand
Meanwhile, Brandon and Hannah are seen outside Samatha’s house, while Mellisa is still inside crying and begging her grandma to wake up.Mellisa wouldn’t let anyone touch her or take her grandma’s dead body away, they had to leave her alone for some time.The nurse walked out of the house and then turned to Hannah and Brandon. “She might fall sick if she keeps crying, she’s not listening to me, she might listen to one of you,” The nurse said and Hannah turned to Brandon and asked him to go to her as she would listen to only him.The moment Brandon left, the nurse stood beside Hannah as they both stared at the sky.“She loved her grandma and was willing to do anything to make sure she had recovered,” Khloe said and Hannah sighed.“How long has she been sick?” Hannah asked.“I do not know. I was hired by Lisa recently to take care of her, “ she said and Hannah nodded in response, then a silence followed but then Hannah broke the silence between them and spoke.“Do you have any idea wha
Lucas had left the room to make some calls, leaving Hannah and Teresa alone in the dimly lit space. The air between them was thick with unspoken thoughts, with grief and frustration too heavy to voice.Teresa watched Hannah closely. She looked hollow—her eyes distant, her shoulders sagging under a weight no one could carry for her.“You okay?” Teresa finally asked.Hannah blinked and turned her head, forcing a weak smile. “Yeah.”Teresa hummed in response, clearly unconvinced. She reached into her pocket, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it with a practiced ease. Smoke curled in the air between them.“Do you smoke?” she asked, offering one toward Hannah.Hannah shook her head. “No. I never have.”Teresa chuckled, taking a long drag before exhaling. “Figures.”Silence stretched between them, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. It was the silence of two women who understood each other—different, yet bound by shared pain.“My mother-in-law used to hate me too,” Teresa murmured suddenly, he
Teresa sat in the back of a dimly lit bar, the scent of cigarette smoke and aged whiskey thick in the air. The place was quiet, the kind of underground haunt where no one asked questions, where secrets were currency, and where a person could disappear if they weren’t careful.She checked the time on her phone. Her contact was late.Across the table, Hannah fidgeted with the glass of water in front of her, her expression distant, lost in thoughts she wasn’t ready to speak out loud. Lucas sat beside her, his gaze locked on the entrance, his tension palpable.When the door finally creaked open, Teresa’s eyes narrowed as a tall, wiry man entered, his leather jacket scuffed and his face shadowed with stubble. He scanned the room before spotting her and sauntering over.“You’re late, Marco,” Teresa said, her voice edged with impatience.The man—Marco Ruiz—grinned as he slid into the seat across from her. “Good to see you too, Provenzano. You know how it is—hard to stay alive in this busines
Hannah stood in the dimly lit warehouse, her fingers clenched into fists at her sides. The stale scent of dust and oil filled the air, mingling with the cold fear settling deep in her stomach. The warehouse was one of many they had searched in the last twenty-four hours, but this one felt different. The moment she stepped inside, a weird sensation crawled over her skin, like a presence lingering just out of sight.Lucas moved beside her, scanning the rows of crates stacked high against the walls. His jaw was tight, his frustration barely concealed beneath his calm exterior. Teresa stood a few steps ahead, gun in hand, her eyes sharp as she surveyed their surroundings. They had all hoped—desperately—that this search would yield something more than dead ends and half-truths. But as the minutes ticked by, that hope was slipping.Brandon had vanished without a trace.Every lead they had followed led to nothing. Every whisper, every clue, every trail had been a carefully crafted illus
The night was thick with silence, the kind that felt like a living, breathing thing, pressing in on them as they stood at the edge of the abandoned docks. The stench of salt and rust filled the air, mixing with something darker—the unmistakable scent of blood.Teresa’s fingers curled around the handle of her gun as she scanned the area, her pulse drumming hard against her ribs. Her father was dead. That chapter of her life was over. But this? This wasn’t over. Not until she had him.Not until she had Brandon and brought him back to his family.“We should’ve heard something by now,” Hannah whispered, her voice tight with restrained panic.Teresa didn’t answer. She was thinking the same thing.The lead had been solid. Brandon had been held here—multiple sources confirmed it. The docks had been his prison. But as they stood here, surrounded by crates and shadows, the truth settled like ice in her veins.Brandon wasn’t here.And the blood on the floor was still fresh.Teresa crouched do
Teresa barely had a second to react before the door to her office swung open. The moment her eyes landed on the man standing there, a cold shiver ran down her spine. Her father.Bernardo Provenzano. The man she had once idolized. The man she had spent her entire life trying to please.And now, the man she had just betrayed.He stepped inside with a slow, deliberate pace, shutting the door behind him. The soft click of the lock sent her heart into overdrive.“Oh, my little princess,” he murmured, his voice filled with mock tenderness. But his eyes… they were filled with nothing but hatred.Teresa’s hands gripped the arms of her chair, knuckles turning white. Fear slithered through her veins, but she refused to let it show.“How disappointing,” he continued, shaking his head as if she were a child who had misbehaved. “I thought you were different. Better. Not like your mother.”Teresa inhaled sharply.His mother.For years, she had believed the lie—that her mother had been killed by a r
The beeping of machines was the only sound filling the hospital room. Jessica lay on the hospital bed, her skin deathly pale, her chest barely rising under the weight of the oxygen mask secured over her face. Wires and tubes connected her to the machines, keeping her alive, but just barely.Hannah stood frozen in the doorway, unable to move. The doctor’s words still rang in her ears, cutting deeper than any wound ever could.“She has a five percent chance of survival,” the doctor had said, his voice clinical, detached. “She lost too much blood, and the delay in medical care worsened her condition. We’re doing everything we can, but you need to prepare for the worst.”The worst.Hannah clenched her fists, nails digging into her palms. This was her fault. If she hadn’t suggested they escape… if she had just listened, just stayed put, Jessica wouldn’t be lying here, fighting for her life.And Brandon…A fresh wave of pain hit her. He was gone. Taken. She had watched him surrender himsel
The river had given them a chance, but it hadn’t given them freedom.Brandon collapsed onto the muddy shore, gasping for air. His limbs ached from the relentless current, but he didn’t have time to recover. Jessica.Lucas dragged her up the embankment, his breathing ragged. She was completely unconscious now, her body limp in his arms. The river had sapped whatever strength she had left. Her wound was bad—too bad. If they didn’t get her help soon…No. He couldn’t think like that.“Teresa,” Brandon barked, snapping back into survival mode. “Where’s the nearest hospital?”Teresa, still soaking wet, flipped open her laptop with shaking hands. Water dripped onto the screen, but she didn’t stop. “There’s one about six miles south,” she said breathlessly. “But there’s a problem.”Brandon exhaled sharply. “There’s always a problem.”Teresa gave him a grim look. “Bernardo’s men will have every major road blocked. They’re already watching the airspace. If we head to that hospital, they’ll find
The cave was damp and cold, the scent of moss and river water clinging to the air. Shadows stretched across the rocky walls, their flickering shapes cast by the distant glow of searchlights cutting through the trees outside. They had barely made it out alive.But they weren’t safe.Brandon pressed his back against the jagged rock, listening. Boots crunched against gravel just beyond the entrance. The soldiers were closing in. They had minutes—maybe seconds—before the cave was compromised.Lucas sat against the far wall, pressing his hand against Jessica’s wound. She was slipping fast, her skin pale, her lips trembling.“I can stop the bleeding, but not for long,” Teresa said, her voice tight with urgency. “But she needs real help, Brandon.”Brandon looked at Jessica’s barely conscious form, then at Hannah, who was up beside Teresa, shaking from the cold,she looked so pale. He had promised to protect her. He had promised to protect all of them.He clenched his fists. Promises meant not
The night was supposed to be theirs. They had escaped, survived impossible odds, and left Bernardo bleeding on the cold ground. But fate had other plans.They wondered how come he was alive. They had witnessed him go on his knees, blood all over him.The deafening roar of helicopter blades grew louder, sending shockwaves through Brandon’s chest. The floodlights cut through the dense trees, slicing through the shadows that had once been their cover. The tracker beneath the seat blinked like a taunting heartbeat—steady, unrelenting, and damning.Teresa’s fingers flew over her laptop, her breath ragged. “I need time,” she muttered, panic lacing her voice.“We don’t have time,” Lucas growled, yanking a rifle from the back. “They’re here.”Jessica shifted, barely conscious, her breathing uneven. Hannah took a deep breathe while having a second thoughts.Maybe she should just surrender herself to Bernardo and all this would be over. But Brandon here would rather die than watch her go back