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"What do you think I should do? I can’t leave her here like this, knowing I’m the cause of all this. I need to find out what happened."I was determined to uncover the truth. It would feel selfish to walk away without understanding what led to this. It’s clear that I was the target that day, there’s no way she would have driven onto the highway without seeing the truck heading for the car.I caught a glimpse of Anderson watching me, his arms folded across his chest."How sure are you she’s here because of you? I didn’t look into this to make you blame yourself." He said, almost in a whisper.I sighed, understanding his point. He is right, I might be overreacting, blaming myself for something beyond my control. I needed to take things slowly.I felt a hand on my shoulder, and when I looked up, I met Anderson's eyes."We don’t have much time. Let’s go. I promise to dig deeper and find out who’s behind this. If it has anything to do with you, I will let you know." His words felt like an
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RyanI sat across from the sheriff, waiting as my manager signed the papers presented to him. They had agreed to carry out further investigations and try to find out who was responsible for the damage. While I doubted they would find anything, it was better for them to try than do nothing.I had come to the station after receiving my X-ray results, which thankfully showed no internal injuries. The doctor had prescribed some medication to help relieve the pain. Alex, always looking out for me, had driven me to the station to meet with my manager.Once my manager finished signing, he slid the papers across the desk to the sheriff, dropping the pen on top. The sheriff picked up the documents and added his signature."That’s all." The sheriff said. "You are free to go. If we find anything about the car, we will make sure to contact you.""Alright, we will be on our way then. I hope the culprit is caught soon." I replied, rising from the chair to leave.My manager followed behind as we wal
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Nothing made sense to me. If he’s a computer genius and a hacker, why aren’t there any pictures of him from school on his Instagram page? He’s got over twenty million followers, but it’s all just images of him with clients. He doesn’t seem like the type who has friends or even keeps them.Does he keep his personal life completely out of the media? His profile just says he’s a businessman. How am I supposed to believe he’s a genius based on one old photo? Was he involved in the hack on the hospital server the day my divorce went through?Damn it, I barely know anything about him. How am I supposed to confirm if he’s really a hacker? A single picture doesn’t prove anything."Boss, you should believe it," Jasper interrupted, breaking my train of thought. "Stop having doubts. I’m sure he’s the one who hacked the server."I looked at him, trying to hide my frustration. "It’s just a picture, Jasper. How do I believe he’s a genius based on that?"He paused, considering my words. "I get it, b
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EmilyReaching for my phone, I marched out of my office. The employees were gathered in the reception area, as I had instructed my secretary to assemble everyone for a public announcement. Word had spread since I last spoke to the managers, and I was sure many had been eagerly awaiting this moment.It wasn't a great day for me, though. While it might be for them after this announcement, I felt weighed down by what I’d discovered yesterday. The conversation I overheard from Anderson gnawed at me. I still didn’t know who my father had ordered to be killed or why the woman at the hospital had run into the truck in my place. The thoughts consumed me, filling me with pain.I remembered standing near the balcony when my father caught me. His presence had shaken me to my core, and the expression on his face was terrifying. I had to muster the courage to speak, trying not to reveal how nervous I was in front of him.Before he could ask if I had been eavesdropping, I blurted out the last state
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I turned to the stairs, striding back to the reception, having made up my mind to contact Anderson. Maybe I had forgotten the room number and entered the wrong room. I'm skeptical I did, it was the same room we had entered yesterday. There’s no way I forgot; it was the fifth room on the right, and that’s where I had stopped.I couldn’t go to the reception and ask; she would still tell me there’s no one with that name at the hospital. This is a big private hospital in the country, there’s no way her family moved her out.I pushed the thought aside, making my way out of the hospital when I halted. Alex came to mind; he works at the hospital, so potentially I could ask him.The last time I was here to donate blood, I was told he was out of the country. Even on the day of the divorce, it was a different doctor who attended to Zara. I'm not sure if he’s back. I will only find out when I ask.Turning to the receptionist's desk, I marched toward her. It was the same lady from yesterday. Thin
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Ryan "It's been over an hour. Don’t you think you should go to the hospital? You heard what Dr. Alex said." Jasper reminded me, but I acted oblivious and focused on work. I was busy on my laptop, pressing on the print button, I stood up and walked over to the printer. I waited for the papers to come out before collecting them. I have had enough trouble because of her, and I don’t want to interfere any further. The last time she lied about apologizing to Emily but didn’t. Now she got into a fight with her simply because she went there to see Alex. It’s good that Emily hit her. Maybe next time she will learn not to cross her line. But come to think of it, why was Emily at the hospital? She didn’t just go there to see Alex. If she did, for what? They are not friends. The printer stopped, and the papers were out. I gathered them and returned to my desk, handing them over to my assistant. "Give these to the secretary and ask her to distribute them to each department." I ordered, tur
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I had no negative thoughts about it, it was the best decision I made, knowing I would be helping her for a short period of time. Whatever her reasons were for lying to me, I don’t care to know."It’s in the past. She’s moved on without me." I said, turning away from him. Talking about her now won’t change the fact that she’s no longer with me."If you feel this way about her, why did you sign the divorce papers?" He asked, making me turn back to face him. Without giving me time to respond, he walked off, taking the stairs.I followed him, trailing behind as we made our way back to his office. Pushing the door open, I stepped closer to the bed. Zara was lying down, her hands resting on her chest, staring up at the ceiling.As I sat on the bed, she looked at me, her face swollen from the punch. "I warned you to stay away from her. Didn’t you say you liked her? Isn’t that what you told me?"I couldn't understand how someone could turn from love to hate so quickly."Are you siding with he
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They both settled in, and Jasper jumped into the driver's seat, waiting for my response. I shifted my gaze between the two men before asking. "How’s it going?"One of them, holding a small stamp, spoke up. "This is the company’s stamp. It matches the one on the parcels you’ve been receiving. But here’s the strange part, the stamp is identical, yet the company names are different."I frowned. "Where did you get this from?" I asked, suspicious of how he managed to track the stamp despite the different company names."I followed one of their delivery guys. When I reached the destination, it turned out to be someone I could easily access. Once the dispatch rider left, I had a friend retrieve the box. The company name is on it, but the stamp matches the one on your parcels."The parcels I had been receiving, filled with threatening messages, all came from different companies, yet each one bore the same stamp. If these companies had delivery riders in uniform, none of them matched the casua
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I arrived home and made my way upstairs to freshen up before thinking about grabbing dinner. It had been months since I last cooked, but making something tonight didn’t seem like a bad idea. I dropped my phone on the bed and proceeded to strip off my clothes. While reaching for my T-shirt, I thought I heard some commotion outside. The voices sounded distant, and it would take a minute to get downstairs to check. I ignored it and turned to walk into the washroom when a knock on my bedroom door halted me. "Jasper, is that you?" I asked, waiting quietly for a response. "Yes, we have a problem." He replied, and I immediately thought about the voices I had heard. "Anderson showed up and refuses to leave until he meets you." Anderson? What does he want? Could the police still be watching us? Does he want to get dragged in for questioning? It’s only been a few days since his accomplice died—why is he showing up at my house now? I need to warn him. "I will be downstairs." I responded. He
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Ryan It was late in the evening. I had been indoors working all day, but an idea suddenly popped into my head, prompting me to step out. The death of the figure we held hostage still lingered in my mind. I decided it was time to find out more about the kind of person he was and the people he worked for. If Anderson was truly one of them, then it’s likely they worked together before he was killed. I recalled keeping a business card belonging to one of the men from the abandoned estate where the figure resided. He had claimed he wasn’t a killer, and if he was telling the truth, then I needed to uncover who he really was before that bastard ended his life. I have tried every possible way to catch the perpetrator, but nothing has worked so far. What other avenue is left for me to explore? I was a peaceful young man during my school days, with no issues or conflicts with anyone. Yet here I am, entangled in a web of betrayal and violence. In my line of business, there are many who have
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We spent the entire day moving from one orphanage to another, distributing the items I had asked Ethan to arrange for me. I hadn’t been to the office all day. Though it was the weekend, I still had work to catch up on. As soon as I left the house, we headed to the store where the items were packed.Father was kind enough to hire some guards to accompany me on the journey. I went out with a convoy of vehicles, which I hadn’t expected until they showed up at the location where the goods were stored.The guards helped load everything into the cars, and we set off to deliver the items to the orphanages. It had been a fun and fulfilling day since morning, though I had overheard some of them complaining about being hungry.We had breakfast before leaving, but I guess going there and here, had made them all exhausted. They made a great team, I wasn't just going out with them, they were all entertaining and fun to be with.We were headed to a Christian orphanage run by a group of reverend sis
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As we arrived at the courthouse, I spotted the lawyer outside, engaged in a conversation with an elderly lady. The area was slightly crowded, making me wonder if the session had already concluded.Stepping out of the car, my gaze shifted to Adams, who was emerging from the courthouse exit. His expression was dark, and moments later, his father followed behind him, both looking tense. I couldn’t help but wonder what had happened to put them in such a mood.I walked toward the lawyer, who waved me over. As I approached, I noticed Adams heading in my direction. Ignoring him, I focused on the lawyer."Don’t tell me I’m late. I left as soon as I called you." I said, standing beside the elderly lady he had been speaking to, exchanging greetings."When you called, we were about to enter the courthouse. The evidence you provided was strong enough to wrap things up quickly." He replied."Emily, I need to talk to you." Adams interrupted, his voice firm."I'm sorry, you can't see her. Please lea
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EmilyIf I hadn't grown up a bit before Father left us, I wouldn't have believed what Mother told me a few hours ago. I had a rough childhood, and he was never there for me. Mother wasn’t allowed to show me love, which I guess was why she lied to me—saying he had died—and ran away with me.But did he really tell her he wouldn’t come home unless she sent me back to the orphanage? Did he divorce her because of that? How could he have trust issues when he knew she liked his friend before he made his intentions known to her?Two best friends fell in love with her, but she ended up with him. Such a miserable man I call Father. How could he even think Mother slept with his best friend when she was married to him? Was he that insecure because he was lucky to wed her instead of his friend?Mother did the right thing by leaving him. I'm glad I didn't grow up with him. Who knows, he might have killed me by now and claimed it was an accident. I have a father who cherishes me, I should hold him d
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Ryan I sat in the car, waiting for Zara to come prove she was in her hostel and not somewhere else. The clip my men sent me played on repeat in my head, a video of her walking out of Empire Company. What was she doing there? I had warned her countless times to stay away from Emily. The last time she interfered in Emily’s business, she got a punch for her efforts. And now, she had the audacity to go all the way to her company. For what exactly? I sent Zara to this school for a reason, to study and, most importantly, to stay away from Emily. But clearly, a two-hour drive wasn’t enough of a deterrent for her. If she needed anything, why couldn’t she have called Jasper? Or me? Instead, she chose to disobey, as if my warnings meant nothing. She had claimed she was in her hostel over an hour ago, saying she needed to freshen up before coming out. But the timeline didn’t add up. It was clear she hadn’t been in her hostel, at least not the whole time. And now I was left to wonder how man
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As I swiped it open, a video clip popped up, and I proceeded to play it. The sight of what I saw almost made me drop my phone. Remembering I was still in the reception area, I hurried down to my office and shut the door behind me. Watching the clip, I clutched my chest, struggling to breathe. This has been happening right under my nose, and I’m just finding out? How long has he been sleeping with her? Did he really sleep with her? Unable to take it any longer, I let the tears roll down my cheeks, crying out the pain that surged through me. Is this why he never looked at me with love? I tried for four long years, was I never good enough for him? What did I do to deserve this? Was liking him my mistake? Has he been with her all these years? Where? How? And why am I just finding out now? I reached for my face and wiped my tears away. He’s not worth it. Why should I cry? It’s been months already, but I still can’t get over him, no matter how much effort I put in. Fine, we are divorce
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I woke up to voices drifting from another room—or so I thought. It wasn’t until I jumped out of bed and made my way downstairs that I realized the voices were real. Following the sound, I marched into the living room, only to find Father and Ethan fully dressed, with Biggy standing beside them, arms folded.I froze, furrowing my brows as I scanned the room. They were deep in conversation, so much so that none of them noticed me standing there."You are all dressed? Are you heading somewhere? It’s still early to go out." I said, breaking the conversation and drawing their attention.Father turned, smiling faintly as I stepped closer. I wrapped him in a quick hug. "Good morning." I greeted, pulling back."Good morning, sweetheart. Did you sleep well?" He asked."I did," I replied, then turned to Ethan, who patted my hair lightly."Hope you are okay?" Ethan asked.I nodded but kept my focus on them. "Where are you all going?"Father cleared his throat. "We are heading out. Mr. Lincoln wi
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It was time for me to go home, but there was still no sign of Biggy. He said he would be back, so why hasn’t he shown up yet? I didn’t bother asking where he was going earlier, and now his number isn’t connecting. What could be wrong? I just hope he’s okay.Instead of waiting around, I decided to leave and take a cab home. He had gone out in my car, so I couldn’t use the company vehicle to leave. As for driving a bus… maybe I could, but I have never tried it before.That shouldn’t be an excuse, an emergency could force me to drive it someday. But for today, I will just take a cab home. Picking up my bag, I made my way to the lot to hail one.As I stood outside, Ethan’s car came to a halt in front of me. He rolled down the window, lowering his head to meet my gaze."Hop in; I will drop you off at home." He said.Without hesitation, I opened the car door, settled into the passenger seat, and buckled my seatbelt.“Why are you the one picking me up? I can't reach my guard.” I asked.“He c
