Sahi ya Galat hai. (Correct or Incorrect)
Daisy rushes out of the room as if a fire has been lit in the room where she is supposed to be resting. Her body aches with exhaustion, but she barely notices. Her mind is completely focused on Quinn, her precious girl, who is now awake. Nothing else matters. She ignores the twinge in her limbs, the dizziness that still lingers from her collapse earlier and the truth she is still finding hard to grasp.She feels weaker than ever, but it’s as though it’s simply mother’s love that is carrying her forward. She runs past John who stands in the hall there, watching her.“Daisy, wait!” John calls after her, taking some steps forward, but the sound of his voice grates on her nerves, like the sound of fingernails being drawn on a chalkboard. He moves toward her, offering to help as she stumbles slightly in her haste, wobbling from side to side.“I said leave me alone!” Daisy yells, shooting him a look that could burn through steel. The fury in her eyes freezes John in his tracks. He stands th
In another part of town, Ana Yang adjusts the collar of her sleek black jacket as she strides through the large lobby of Unique Auditing. The walls glisten in the bright afternoon sun, reflecting her composed demeanor, but internally, she's furious.The notice from Campbell Conglomerate had been a shock. She’s never been dismissed so abruptly, and neither has the firm that she represents.It is a serious breach of etiquette.Procedures had to be followed but they completely ignored that, and Kevin had been out of reach for days.And now, it has come to her knowledge that all of her contacts in the company has been fired, just perfect.Her boss, a shadowy man with influence and tons of connections, had been calm when he summoned her earlier in the morning. His voice had the same cold precision as always, no hints of emotion as he gave his orders, but she knew him well enough to not make any mistakes when it comes to issues like these so she would rather take orders than act impulsively
Staring into the ward for a couple of minutes and tired of standing around, listening to his own thoughts, Charles steps out of the hospital, the cool afternoon air hitting him like a slap, a contrast from the slightly chilly one inside.The chaos inside his head has refused to settle.Daisy’s words echo relentlessly, over and over and over again… “Sure you won’t mind losing this one since you have another one out there!” Like a broken record, continues to repeat itself The truth rattles him to the core.Is it true? Or is it just another one of those female moments that they overreact?He digs his hand into his pocket and pulls a flask from his coat, taking a long swig of whiskey, but the familiar burn of the liquor does nothing to ease his nerves, the way it had been doing for months now. His mind spins, with the repeated words.He keeps trying to grasp the weight of what Daisy had said.Dad, has another child.It seems impossible, yet here he is, standing outside the hospital with n
Millicent Atkinson sits under the bright studio lights, adjusting her posture slightly as the cameras focuses on her. She is currently wearing a stunning emerald green dress that highlights her sharp features, and her signature blonde hair is neatly styled.The interviewer and talk show host, Sarah, smiles warmly at her from across the table.The screen behind them shows clips from the upcoming melodramatic movie, Broken Ties, where Millicent plays the lead role of Amanda, a lawyer navigating a complicated divorce case that mirrors her own past divorce."So, Millicent…" Sarah begins, a gleam of curiosity in her eyes, "Let’s dive into the movie. How did you get along with the staff and crew during filming? I know people can be a handful with beautiful people."Millicent gives a polite smile, smoothing out a non existent crease in her dress. "Oh, they were nothing less than fantastic and accommodating. The director, the cast, everyone was incredibly professional. We really felt like a f
In Campbell hospital, Arthur enters into the elevator alone, making sure the doors close before Charles can get on, Daisy just keeps her head down, not wanting to say anything to anyone and John stands a ways off form her, too ashamed to come too close.Inside the ICU, Bethany holds Quinn’s bruised hands and massages it gently, hoping to get the girl to sleep.As soon as the elevator pings open, Arthur stalks out of it, his fists so clenched that his knuckles are completely white.Daisy senses it first and looks up, seeing the look in his eyes, the eyes that are specifically trained on where John is standing. Down the hall, the staircase door opens and Charles bursts in, panting heavily.“Dad! Run!” he yells.John snaps into attention while Daisy jumps out to hold Arthur back.“Artur, don’t do this! Don’t make a scene here.”“You knew he cheated on you, you know he has a child outside, because the child herself called you. And here you are trying to protect him?”Daisy dives into the
The next morning meets John Worth slumped behind his medium large desk at Worth Construction. The office is quiet, weirdly so, and the usual hustle and bustle of staff has disappeared.The window blinds are drawn shut, casting long and dim shadows across the room, and the stale smell of coffee lingers in the air. His shirt is wrinkled, his shirts cuffs loosened, and his eyes are bloodshot, an obvious sign that he hasn’t left the office since the day before and did not have a good sleep or rest all through the night.He had barely slept.Not that he could anyway, with everything collapsing into shambles all around him.The papers sit untouched on his desk, the ones he is going to fill and have submitted to the company commission, filing for bankruptcy, their presence looming like a black cloud over his future.Campbell Hospital, the last lifeline of his company, had cheated them out of the project at the worst possible moment. No new contracts, no ongoing projects, nothing. And now, ba
Just as Gabriel leaves the office, closing the door behind him with a quiet click and then the call of doom, John slumps back in his chair.“The siblings played me. She certainly used Mason to do this to me. She used it to take revenge for her supposed hurt while with Charles. If she has some grudged against Charles, it is only mature to go after him, why did she use him to target me?” He keeps rambling on to himself, angry at everything including himself for not finding out about the duo’s relationship sooner.Before he can gather his thoughts, the phone on his desk rings again, startling him. Frowning, he picks it up, expecting another reminder about the bankruptcy proceedings. "Worth Construction…" He says flatly.“Mr. Worth, I presume?” A smooth voice replies on the other end.“Yes. Who’s this?” he asks, his interest piqued since it’s not a voice he has heard before.“Let’s just say I’m someone who can help you with your current situation,.” The man says, his tone slow and calm.J
The next morning, the Worth household is anything but peaceful.Arthur stands by the window, looking out at the scene unfolding outside. Reporters are swarming the front gate, the grounds, cameras flashing at even the most mundane things, some of them giving live interviews from the front of the mansion, all their voices rising in one annoying mix of questions, accusations, news and lies.Behind them all, a group of angry fans gathers not far from them, some holding up signs with frustrating slogans such as…"Justice for Millicent!""Bethany, Homewrecker!"“Arthur, Come to your senses!”Arthur clenches his jaw.This is way worse than he had expected. He thought he would have the day to do something before it all gets out of hand like this. After watching the whole interview himself the night before after Bethany had slept, he was furious to say the least.It’s not the fault of the people who are advocating for the wrong thing, at least they had no idea that the person they are doing s
The emergency responders move quickly, but their grim expressions don’t need to tell Daisy everything she already knows.Sienna lies still on the cold apartment floor, her blood soaking into the tiles. One of the paramedics turns to Daisy, who now stands nearby, trembling, her mind in a fog. Someone had wrapped a blanket around her since she had been trembling heavily just before.“I’m sorry, ma’am.” The paramedic says gently, but his words still hit Daisy like a punch to the chest. “She’s gone.”And yet something still lingered. Isn’t it just a little bit fishy that the day she reveals herself as his daughter, she turns up dead? And the same man supposedly killed her mum, because why will a dying person lie about something as grave as a murder? If he killed the mother, he could have killed the daughter too, right?Daisy swallows hard, her mind spinning. Everything around her feels distant, muffled, as if she’s trapped in a nightmare. She can’t make sense of anything. Sienna is dead.
Daisy sits beside Quinn’s hospital bed, her heart heavy with worry and every other apprehensive emotion. The mixture of everything that’s going on is unhealthy for a forty year old woman. She holds her daughter’s limp hand, gently stroking it as if her touch alone could heal the wounds life has dealt them.The rhythmic beeping of the machines fills the room, but all Daisy can focus on is the phone in her lap because of the number that had called her earlier.Her thumb hovers over the screen, debating whether to call back. She had tried to push it aside, to ignore the questions clawing at her mind, but something about that call gnaws at her.She needs to know the truth. She needs answers. She claims to be John’s daughter after all, she needs to know if it’s true enough to know what the next step is.The bed had been cold all night.She glances down at Quinn, her voice soft and filled with regret. “I’m so sorry, sweetheart. I’ve failed you in so many ways. I’ve failed everyone.”Quinn d
Sienna paces in her small apartment, disturbed by the silence pressing down on her.A whole day and a couple of hours have passed since she last heard from Charles. She thought revealing herself to him or at least Daisy would stir things up, force some kind of reaction from the family.But nothing has come.No calls, no messages, nothing.She feels like a ghost, haunting the edges of their lives while being completely ignored. And being ignored is not what she has been looking forward to being. She wants to be seen and recognized as the one who reveals what kind of a monster John is but now his family is paying her no heed.Her phone sits on the table, taunting her, just like it had the day before. She stares at it, her mind racing. She can’t just wait around anymore. If she’s going to get what she wants, she has to act.Taking a deep breath, Sienna picks up her phone and dials Daisy’s number. It rings once, twice… but there’s no answer. She frowns, biting her lip in frustration.Is D
Some thirty minutes later, Arthur steps into the quiet restaurant downtown, scanning the room quickly before heading toward the private booths at the back.The dim lighting and soft atmosphere offer a level of privacy he needs for this meeting.Millicent had insisted on a booth, keeping her profile low, and for once, Arthur agreed. The last thing they need is more public attention, especially with the scandal she’s already stirred up. They cannot afford to have more wrong presumptions with the one on ground causing a lot of issues already.If they are caught together, he won’t be surprised to wake up and see on the news as top news and headlines that the couple had met and planned to get back together or something like they have reinstated their marriage, bye bye to Bethany or corny headlines just like that.It will be infuriating for him but it will be heartbreaking to see and watch Bethany listen to that bull crap.As he approaches the booth, Millicent is already seated, sunglasses
The next morning, the Worth household is anything but peaceful.Arthur stands by the window, looking out at the scene unfolding outside. Reporters are swarming the front gate, the grounds, cameras flashing at even the most mundane things, some of them giving live interviews from the front of the mansion, all their voices rising in one annoying mix of questions, accusations, news and lies.Behind them all, a group of angry fans gathers not far from them, some holding up signs with frustrating slogans such as…"Justice for Millicent!""Bethany, Homewrecker!"“Arthur, Come to your senses!”Arthur clenches his jaw.This is way worse than he had expected. He thought he would have the day to do something before it all gets out of hand like this. After watching the whole interview himself the night before after Bethany had slept, he was furious to say the least.It’s not the fault of the people who are advocating for the wrong thing, at least they had no idea that the person they are doing s
Just as Gabriel leaves the office, closing the door behind him with a quiet click and then the call of doom, John slumps back in his chair.“The siblings played me. She certainly used Mason to do this to me. She used it to take revenge for her supposed hurt while with Charles. If she has some grudged against Charles, it is only mature to go after him, why did she use him to target me?” He keeps rambling on to himself, angry at everything including himself for not finding out about the duo’s relationship sooner.Before he can gather his thoughts, the phone on his desk rings again, startling him. Frowning, he picks it up, expecting another reminder about the bankruptcy proceedings. "Worth Construction…" He says flatly.“Mr. Worth, I presume?” A smooth voice replies on the other end.“Yes. Who’s this?” he asks, his interest piqued since it’s not a voice he has heard before.“Let’s just say I’m someone who can help you with your current situation,.” The man says, his tone slow and calm.J
The next morning meets John Worth slumped behind his medium large desk at Worth Construction. The office is quiet, weirdly so, and the usual hustle and bustle of staff has disappeared.The window blinds are drawn shut, casting long and dim shadows across the room, and the stale smell of coffee lingers in the air. His shirt is wrinkled, his shirts cuffs loosened, and his eyes are bloodshot, an obvious sign that he hasn’t left the office since the day before and did not have a good sleep or rest all through the night.He had barely slept.Not that he could anyway, with everything collapsing into shambles all around him.The papers sit untouched on his desk, the ones he is going to fill and have submitted to the company commission, filing for bankruptcy, their presence looming like a black cloud over his future.Campbell Hospital, the last lifeline of his company, had cheated them out of the project at the worst possible moment. No new contracts, no ongoing projects, nothing. And now, ba
In Campbell hospital, Arthur enters into the elevator alone, making sure the doors close before Charles can get on, Daisy just keeps her head down, not wanting to say anything to anyone and John stands a ways off form her, too ashamed to come too close.Inside the ICU, Bethany holds Quinn’s bruised hands and massages it gently, hoping to get the girl to sleep.As soon as the elevator pings open, Arthur stalks out of it, his fists so clenched that his knuckles are completely white.Daisy senses it first and looks up, seeing the look in his eyes, the eyes that are specifically trained on where John is standing. Down the hall, the staircase door opens and Charles bursts in, panting heavily.“Dad! Run!” he yells.John snaps into attention while Daisy jumps out to hold Arthur back.“Artur, don’t do this! Don’t make a scene here.”“You knew he cheated on you, you know he has a child outside, because the child herself called you. And here you are trying to protect him?”Daisy dives into the
Millicent Atkinson sits under the bright studio lights, adjusting her posture slightly as the cameras focuses on her. She is currently wearing a stunning emerald green dress that highlights her sharp features, and her signature blonde hair is neatly styled.The interviewer and talk show host, Sarah, smiles warmly at her from across the table.The screen behind them shows clips from the upcoming melodramatic movie, Broken Ties, where Millicent plays the lead role of Amanda, a lawyer navigating a complicated divorce case that mirrors her own past divorce."So, Millicent…" Sarah begins, a gleam of curiosity in her eyes, "Let’s dive into the movie. How did you get along with the staff and crew during filming? I know people can be a handful with beautiful people."Millicent gives a polite smile, smoothing out a non existent crease in her dress. "Oh, they were nothing less than fantastic and accommodating. The director, the cast, everyone was incredibly professional. We really felt like a f