**Third person**Valerie had watched Adam being dragged out of court, his face twisted in a mixture of anger and desperation. The way he kept swearing that he didn’t kill his wife sent a shiver down her spine. She should be happy, but she didn't understand why she had this sinking feeling in her stomach.Everything was going according to plan, yes. But… She couldn't quite place it. It almost felt like everything was about to go wrong.But how could it? It can't. Tomorrow she'll come back and talk to Adam; she'll corner him into ratting out Karen and his in-laws, and…“My woman,” Lucas called with a grin as he moved over to her and scooped her in his arms. She giggled. “You know that you don't have to carry me every time you see me?”“Who said such a thing?” He frowned playfully, and she laughed again.Lucas placed her in the car, got in, and then took off. Valerie leaned back in her chair, her worries flooding her mind again. Lucas stared at her tenderly, and she didn't even notice.
**Third person**They both cleaned up and Lucas started the car again, their destination was his house.In his mansion, he already had a rare massage oil brought. Lucas lifted the bottle and examined it. Then he looked at Valerie. “When will you have your massage, milady? Before or after you shower?”She cocked an eyebrow and tilted her head. "Aww, you always have the best remedy for making me feel better,” she gushed.A proud look etched on Lucas's face at her compliment. Then he cracked his fingers and she stared at her hungrily. "That's what boyfriends are for."Valerie eyed him suspiciously and giggled. “Why do you look like you have ulterior motives?”“Please don't take my good intentions for granted.” He huffed, pretending to be offended. “I don't like it when my pure intentions are mistaken for something else,” he grumbled.Valerie studied his face, the fake scowl he had on made him look even more cute. “Sorry for doubting you then,” she apologized, her grin widening as she hu
**Third person**"I just wanted to see how you're doing, Adam. I know things have been...tough for you lately." She leaned forward, studying his eye bags and the way his face suddenly looked older.Adam snorted, running a palm across his face. "Tough? You think that's the right word? I'm facing life in prison," he groaned, frustration lines etched on his forehead.“But the punishment hasn't been given out yet,” she pointed out, trying her best to sound optimistic. Adam frowned. He knew that Valerie was trying to give him false hope. “Really?” He rolled his eyes frustratedly. “You already know what the punishment for first-degree murder is.” Valerie's expression turned somber, her eyes filled with a pretend concern. "I know, Adam,” she murmured sadly. “I'm so sorry about all this. And I want you to know that I'm here for you. Whatever you need." He just shrugged in response. Then she stared at him for a while and sighed, as though she had something else on her mind. “You have someth
**Third person**“Ask for anything, Mr. Smith; I'll gladly help,” she urged him.“If I'm going to spend my life here, I want to live it to the fullest.” He began, his pleading eyes staring at her. “Can you do that for me?”Her brows furrowed in confusion. “I don't quite follow.”“Valerie, you're Lucas's girlfriend. He has the resources and influence to make my stay here quite enjoyable.” He paused, his jaw tightening. “I know the Harrisons would try to have me killed after I rat them out; I'll need security to ensure my safety too.”Val pressed her lips together, suppressing her urge to laugh. “I’d love to help and I'll want that for you too,” she confessed. “But you know my boyfriend is a businessman; if he helps you, what's in it for him?”Adam stared at her, slightly taken aback. Surely he didn't think that Lucas would grant him that type of favor for free.He remained silent for quite some time, lost in thoughts and Valerie feared that she might have pushed her luck too far. The m
**Third person**As Valerie sat behind her desk, she tried to focus on her work, but thoughts of how the day would play out filled her mind. She checked her time yet again. It was just 8.05. Maybe time was passing slowly today because it knew that she'd come to work really early.As the clock ticked away, Valerie felt her anxiety build. She was ready for this, she told herself. She was ready to see Adam confess and to finally get the closure she needed. At 8.20, Lucas was outside her office, ready to give her a ride to the prison like he'd offered.Once she stepped out of Harrisons' enterprises, the morning sunlight cast a golden glow on her face. But her expression was far from radiant. The sinking feeling that had been gnawing at her gut since she woke up, making her stomach twist into knots, was still there.Valerie settled into the passenger seat of Lucas's car, buckling her seatbelt as he started the engine. Lucas had a worried look on his face as he glanced at her. “Still t
**Third person**All the blood drained from Valerie's face instantly, her heart pounding in her chest. She could bet that Karen heard it too… That Karen could hear the way her heart was beating with fear.“Right from the first day I met you, I found you oddly annoying.” Karen chuckled dryly. She stood up and walked over to the window. She gazed out, her eyes glinting with triumph and then she shot Valerie a quick glance. “So this was the reason why.”Valerie's mouth opened, but no words came out. She was frozen in shock, her mind reeling. Karen turned back to her, her smile growing wider. "Did I render you speechless, sister?”Karen sounded too confident for Valerie to try and debunk her claims. But Valerie decided to try regardless.“What are you talking about?” she finally managed, trying to feign ignorance. “Sister? Maybe you're mistaking me for someone else.” Karen turned to stare at Val, a knowing glint in her eyes. Their gazes locked and it was like Karen could see right throu
**Third person**She was really doing this. Valerie took a deep breath and took one last glance at the compact mirror before stepping out of the car. At the moment, she was seated in front of the crowded press conference, a microphone in front of her. She'd imagined different ways that she'd eventually reveal her identity, but this was not one of them.After getting opinions from both Lucas and Matthew, she'd decided to tell the world who she is. The people she'd been trying hard to hide from, already knew her secret and so there was no point."My name is Ashley Smith, and I'm the woman who was presumed dead over a year ago,” she began.Gasps and murmurs filled the room. All the different reporters are trying to ask questions at once.“Just raise your hands? We'll take one question at a time,” her hired manager instructed. Even he couldn't hide the shock on his face.She pointed at a man with red hair, who had his hands up. “You.”He stood up. “Do you mean that Ashley Smith, the form
**Third person**Valerie sat in her study, listening to the recordings from Adam and Karen's bedroom. They'd not said anything tangible for a while, but instead they always kept arguing about irrelevant things. “Ashley called for a board of directors meeting,” she heard Karen say. “We should use it to our advantage.”Valerie's interest piqued and she adjusted on her chair. Finally…“How so?” Adam asked.“The meeting is by 2pm. We'll alter her own invitation and tell her that it's 6pm.”“Wow, that's a brilliant idea,” Adam chuckled mischievously, his tone dripping with excitement. “The meeting would have been long over by the time she arrived.”Just then, Valerie's phone beeped with an email. It was an invitation for the boarding meeting.Subject: Notification of Board Meeting—New CEO Appointment.Her eyes immediately skipped the rest of the content and scrolled down to the bottom where the date, time, and venue were written.Date: Saturday, March 3, 2025.Time: 6:00 PMVenue: Confer
**Third person**It was almost as if Valerie disappeared just when Elliot blinked. After dismissing the woman who'd come to talk to him, he looked up but he didn't find his boss.Damnit! He'd clenched his jaw and quickened his pace, his hand instinctively resting on the gun holstered at his hip as he rushed outside. Eyes scanned everywhere around but there was no trace of her. "Miss Thorne?" he called out, his mind racing. “Ashley?” He called louder.“Valerie?”There was no response. Immediately, he dialed her number… once, twice, thrice… until it was unreachable.He'd rushed over to some passersby to ask if they'd seen her… There was nothing. Shit! Just then, his phone started ringing. Elliot pulled the device out and stared at the screen, his throat suddenly feeling dry as he registered the caller ID—Mr. Stone.He took a deep breath and then pressed the answer button.*****************************Valerie's eyes fluttered open, her gaze was blurry and unfocused. She tried to sit
**Third person**Valerie's blood ran cold as she stared at the picture attached to the message. It was a picture of a small boy, no more than two years old. The fact that he was a spitting image of Lucas Stone had goosebumps erupting all over her skin—same blue eyes, jet-black hair, nose, lips, jawline…Val's heart rate increased. Her son was truly alive?“We’re heading to the hospital; Mr. Stone said we're meeting him there?” Elliot asked, his hands already on the ignition.Valerie nodded absent mindedly and he started the car.She felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins as she stuck her head outside the window. Breeze hit her face but it did nothing to calm her. She knew that she had to lose Elliot, and fast. As the car moved through the city, she spotted a convenience store up ahead and made a split-second decision. "I need to stop and get some water," she said suddenly.Elliot frowned and glanced at the bottle of water sitting in the middle of the car compartment.
**Third person**Valerie's smile broadened into a full-blown grin. "Oh, don't think it's unfair if justice isn't served for your lover's sister."Karen frowned, her eyes narrowing. "My lover? What do you mean?" What did this have to do with Victor, she hasn't even heard from him, Karen wondered.Valerie locked her eyes onto Karen's. "Victor, your bodyguard... the one you've been fucking.” She paused to study Karen's face—she didn't look so confident anymore. “But you killed his sister."Karen's face drained of blood, her eyes wide and her lips parting with shock. Valerie continued, "The young lady who took care of Nathaniel Scott."Dread coursed through Karen, her mind shifting back to the night Nathaniel was killed. He'd been with a woman, and when Adam killed Mr. Scott, the woman witnessed it. Karen had to silence her.A small smile found its way to Valerie's lips as she studied the horrified look on Karen's face. "So now, does it finally ring a bell?"Karen's eyes stung with tears
**Third person**Valerie woke up to a wet sensation on her clit. A shiver coursed through her spine, her nipples hardening.The sensation continued, and she was forced to open her eyes. She wiped her heavy eyes with the back of her palm and then looked down between her legs, where the source of the heat she was feeling came from. Lucas, with his head between her thighs, looked up, his tongue still whipping her sensitive clit. “Morning, babe,” he murmured. Valerie blinked a couple of times to clear her eyes. She arched her back and she cried out in pleasure when he slipped a finger inside her. “W-what are you doing?” She managed to ask between moans.He smiled and looked up at her again, with those dark, desire-filled eyes. Her cheeks flushed as she noticed her pussy juice rubbed all over his mouth and its surroundings. “I've always dreamed of waking you up like this,” she murmured, his voice rough.Lucas slipped another finger in her and began pumping, his tongue returning to her c
**Third person**Karen's face went pale, and she was silent. The officer spoke up again. “What will it be, Mrs. Smith? Will you rat your parents out to save your skin?”Finally, Karen's eyes flashed with defiance, locked on the officer’s. "No."The officer's expression didn't change, but her voice took on a slightly harder edge. "Mrs. Smith, we have evidence. We know your parents were involved. It's better for you if you cooperate."Karen's jaw set, her eyes blazing with determination. "I said no," she hissed. The officer pressed her lips into a thin line stood up. “Very well then,” she sighed out in resignation. “I'll ask you again after you spend a week in this shithole. I'm sure you'll have a change of mind.” Then she shrugged and gave Karen a wicked smile. “That's if you survive it. Because this place is no place for a pretty girl like you.”“Go to hell if you think you can scare me!” Karen snapped, trying to seem confident even though her voice trembled slightly.”The woman smi
**Third person**Wait… Valerie just stood still for a few minutes, her mind blank, her head spinning.A gentle tap from Elliot had her snapping out of her daze. She looked up at her robot. “It's fine, he's a friend. Give us a moment, please,” she murmured absentmindedly. Elliot glanced at Victor briefly, a warning flashing in his eyes before he stepped back.As Valerie's eyes locked onto Victor's, she felt goosebumps erupt all over her skin. The initials "VA" flashed into her mind. He was the anonymous person who had been helping her all along. How??"How are you...?" Valerie's voice trailed off as the memories came flooding back. The first time he'd texted her, she was literally about to enter Adam's office with a knife. He had been standing just outside the door. So she didn't think too much about him. He was Karen's bodyguard. He had always been in plain sight, but she never recognized him. Even on the yacht... he was always there. He knows about all Karen's plans; that's how he
**Third person**“I thought the reality sank in after you cried for help?” Lucas mocked, his eyes shooting daggers at Adam. “If I think about what you tried to do to my woman, I still have this urge to kill you regardless.”Adam's jaw clenched again at the mention of ‘my woman’. But he didn't say a word about it, he wouldn't dare.Lucas placed the paper and pen that he was holding on the table. “Sign them now while I'm being nice,” he ordered, his voice a low growl that had Adam forcing a lump down his throat. Then he removed his feet from Adam's hand.Adam cried out in relief.Using his other hand as support, Adam tried to massage the hurt one into shape, but it was numb anyway. He looked up at Lucas, “My fingers… I—I can't sign.”Lucas shot Adam a glare without saying a word. He didn't need to.Adam swallowed, and quickly, he picked up the pen with trembling hands and scribbled his signature on the paper. His jaw tightened when he finished signing. So he is actually divorced from A
**Third person**“I'll get you, I promise,” she swore, and then climbed out of the window, still flashing the knife in her hand.Karen sprinted to her car and leapt inside. Her shaky hands found the ignition, her eyes watching Elliot who was almost closing in on her as she sped away.Elliot paused to catch his breath, his hands on his waist as he watched the back of Karen's car helplessly. Then immediately, he rushed inside to check up on the women.He apologized to the frightened women, then he cleaned Frances’s wound. Afterwards, he called Lucas to inform him. And as expected, Lucas was fuming. ****************************Valerie sat on the hard chair, her fingers drumming on the desk as she waited with her eyes fixed on the door where Adam would emerge. An officer brought him out, his wrists cuffed to a chain around his waist. His eyes met Valerie's, and his face brightened.Adam looked worn out, his skin pale and his eyes sunken. His hair was disheveled, and his clothes were w
**Third person**“Hello, sister,” Karen sneered, her eyes blazing with fury as she got closer. She reached where Valerie was standing, and without hesitating, she swung her knife in the air. Adrenaline coursed through Valerie, and she dodged quickly before any harm was done. “What are you doing?” Valerie fumed, taking swift steps backward, further into the room and away from Karen.Karen followed. “Come, let me show you.” She lunged forward and swiped the blade at Val again. Valerie scurried backwards again, her heart racing with fear as she reached for a pillow on her bed. She used it as a shield when Karen swung her arm in the air again. The knife sliced the pillow fabric, fiber bleeding out.“Don't you think you've done enough harm already?” Valerie panted, heart hammered anxiously against her chest as she spoke. She glanced at the bathroom door that was still shut. Frances was still inside, listening to her music and singing along loudly.“The fact that you're still alive means