After twenty minutes of driving, Arthur parks the car in front of Campbell Hospital, the tires screeching slightly as he comes to an abrupt stop. Without a second thought, he throws the door open and steps out, Bethany following beside him in equal pacing. The chilly night air bites at their faces, but neither of them seems to notice. “Fifth floor, thank you.” Arthur says curtly after speaking to the receptionist, his voice tense with urgency. He presses the elevator button repeatedly, as if sheer force will make it arrive faster. Bethany stays quiet beside him, her hands clutched tightly around her purse. The sight of Arthur’s clenched jaw and furrowed brow makes her heart ache, but she knows this isn’t the time to offer comfort. There is a difference between loathing people and wishing them evil. She won't wish such as suicide on even her enemy, not even her enemy's daughter. Even though has been evil to her in the past, she did not look anything like someone who would take her ow
Knock Knock.“Please come on in.” Henderson invites Chara inside his office, motioning her to a seat. “Thank you for taking on that work in such short notice. How do you like your team? Are they fit to work with?”“I think some are a bit rough around the edges and will need discipline, but they are doing pretty good. Is there an important thing I need to hear or some news I need to know? I’m getting some weird feelings about getting called to your office twice in a row as soon as I resume work.”Henderson sighs, stifling a laugh. “Yes. Please read this.” He extends his phone to her and she takes it from him, reading the message.Her eyes cloud over. “Who sent this?”“I received it yesterday from Campbell Hospital and apparently, from the Managing Director, Mason Campbell. He seemed to have some reserves about the work yesterday. I did not peg him for the picky type though. I mean, you took care of a troublemaker for him, that should be more than enough to be grateful for.”Chara holds
In front of Campbell Corporation, Arthur parks the car after driving here to drop Bethany off at work. He kisses her right hand. “I have not forgotten about our honeymoon, far from it. I just don’t hate my sister enough to ignore her when she is in such pain as a time such as this.”Bethany smiles. “Even I would consider it weird if you decide to ignore her at a time when she needs you like this. My heart breaks for her. I cant imagine having to go through something like that.”“Our children will never.” Arthur reassures her. “I’ll head to the hospital after filing another case at the same one where they had filed the missing one. They will be able to start their investigations from the point where she had been found.”Bethay nods. “You should get going. I’ll head inside as well. I’ll come over there after work.”“Just give me a call, I’ll come pick you up.”“Alright then. I love you.” Bethany says with a small smile.Arthur chuckles. “I love you till the end of time.” He responds, wa
Sienna, the mistress, paces around her small apartment, her movements deliberate and a bit calculative as she bites her inner cheeks, it has all come to a head. John’s message from the night before flashes on her phone screen, the same way she had been checking it every minute since it had delivered some six hours before. “Move out. I’m selling the place. We’ll talk later. Don’t call.” She stares at the words again and again, her lips pressing into a thin line. That’s it? After everything, this is how he decides to end it? “You’re more predictable than I thought.” She mutters to herself, resting her hand on her chin. For two years, two whole years, she has played her role perfectly as John’s hidden mistress, tucked secretly away from his world of wealth and family. She has been patient, knowing fully well that her time will come. But now, he is trying to discard her? As if she is nothing? He doesn’t realize what she’s really here for, does he? Of course, he is too dense to know.
“Ma’am, we have some visitors.” Jade announces, a look of wariness on her face.Bethany sighs in relief. “I have been expecting them. Let them in.”Whipping her hair into one long ponytail with her hand, she uses the other to tie a hair band around it, holding it above her head, ready for business against the bullies that just arrived.Just then, the glass doors open and a total of six people, including Kevin walks in.“Its nice to see you ma’am.” Kevin greets sarcastically.“The feeling is not mutual. Why are you in my office? You are disrupting the peace of my workplace, just like you did two days ago. How can I help you today?”“I brought some people who can help me. These are top lawyers from the best company in the state. I have filed the case and I decided to bring them along with me so we can serve you the summons to court.”“Well, I have work to do. Where is it?” Bethany inquires, pushing her chair back and crossing her legs. She holds out her hand.“You’re not even bothered?
Sienna’s phone vibrates on the table, the vibration cutting through the silence of the room. She glances down, her eyes settling on the message.He has sent the number.Daisy Worth’s number.“It’s finally here.” Her fingers tap the phone number, then it shows up in the call button. She just needs to dial now. All that can be ruined with one, single call.“This is it, this is all for you, Mum.”But just as she’s about to make the call, the phone lights up with another notification again, it’s a call. It’s a completely different number flashing across the screen. She stares at it for a moment, her breath catching in her throat, the feelings she had hidden for so long rearing at the surface.Grandma.Her heart tightens at the sight of the name. She hasn’t spoken to her grandmother in over three years. Not since she left Rewland, the small town that held her past. That held a life she had long since buried, doing all her possible best to fit into the city life, even getting read of that d
The sound of footsteps echo in the entrance of the supposedly empty washroom as a random woman enters, heading toward the sink. She halts abruptly when she sees Daisy, collapsed on the floor, her body limp and motionless.For a moment, the woman freezes in shock, her hand flying to her mouth before she lets out a shrill scream.“Oh my God! Somebody, help! Please, someone help!” She shouts, her voice cracking as panic surges through her. She rushes to Daisy’s side, kneeling down and shaking her lightly but the unconscious woman does not budge, her phone on the floor by her head.“Ma’am? Ma’am, can you hear me?” Her hands tremble as she gently taps Daisy’s cheek, but there’s no response. Her breathing grows erratic, and she fumbles for her phone, her fingers trembling so much that she nearly drops it.She, obviously, is a very panicky woman.“Come on, come on…” She mutters under her breath, dialing the hospital’s emergency line with frantic urgency. As the phone rings, she glances down
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 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
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
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
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
The sound of footsteps echo in the entrance of the supposedly empty washroom as a random woman enters, heading toward the sink. She halts abruptly when she sees Daisy, collapsed on the floor, her body limp and motionless.For a moment, the woman freezes in shock, her hand flying to her mouth before she lets out a shrill scream.“Oh my God! Somebody, help! Please, someone help!” She shouts, her voice cracking as panic surges through her. She rushes to Daisy’s side, kneeling down and shaking her lightly but the unconscious woman does not budge, her phone on the floor by her head.“Ma’am? Ma’am, can you hear me?” Her hands tremble as she gently taps Daisy’s cheek, but there’s no response. Her breathing grows erratic, and she fumbles for her phone, her fingers trembling so much that she nearly drops it.She, obviously, is a very panicky woman.“Come on, come on…” She mutters under her breath, dialing the hospital’s emergency line with frantic urgency. As the phone rings, she glances down
Sienna’s phone vibrates on the table, the vibration cutting through the silence of the room. She glances down, her eyes settling on the message.He has sent the number.Daisy Worth’s number.“It’s finally here.” Her fingers tap the phone number, then it shows up in the call button. She just needs to dial now. All that can be ruined with one, single call.“This is it, this is all for you, Mum.”But just as she’s about to make the call, the phone lights up with another notification again, it’s a call. It’s a completely different number flashing across the screen. She stares at it for a moment, her breath catching in her throat, the feelings she had hidden for so long rearing at the surface.Grandma.Her heart tightens at the sight of the name. She hasn’t spoken to her grandmother in over three years. Not since she left Rewland, the small town that held her past. That held a life she had long since buried, doing all her possible best to fit into the city life, even getting read of that d
“Ma’am, we have some visitors.” Jade announces, a look of wariness on her face.Bethany sighs in relief. “I have been expecting them. Let them in.”Whipping her hair into one long ponytail with her hand, she uses the other to tie a hair band around it, holding it above her head, ready for business against the bullies that just arrived.Just then, the glass doors open and a total of six people, including Kevin walks in.“Its nice to see you ma’am.” Kevin greets sarcastically.“The feeling is not mutual. Why are you in my office? You are disrupting the peace of my workplace, just like you did two days ago. How can I help you today?”“I brought some people who can help me. These are top lawyers from the best company in the state. I have filed the case and I decided to bring them along with me so we can serve you the summons to court.”“Well, I have work to do. Where is it?” Bethany inquires, pushing her chair back and crossing her legs. She holds out her hand.“You’re not even bothered?
Sienna, the mistress, paces around her small apartment, her movements deliberate and a bit calculative as she bites her inner cheeks, it has all come to a head. John’s message from the night before flashes on her phone screen, the same way she had been checking it every minute since it had delivered some six hours before. “Move out. I’m selling the place. We’ll talk later. Don’t call.” She stares at the words again and again, her lips pressing into a thin line. That’s it? After everything, this is how he decides to end it? “You’re more predictable than I thought.” She mutters to herself, resting her hand on her chin. For two years, two whole years, she has played her role perfectly as John’s hidden mistress, tucked secretly away from his world of wealth and family. She has been patient, knowing fully well that her time will come. But now, he is trying to discard her? As if she is nothing? He doesn’t realize what she’s really here for, does he? Of course, he is too dense to know.