Ryleigh's daughter was already asleep and Abby was waiting for her in their tiny living room when she arrived home. Rye felt the fatigue of her first day of work when she threw herself onto the sofa, rested her head on the headrest, and massaged her temples while closing her eyes. Abby said, "Tiring?" as she handed Rye a glass of water she obtained upon his arrival. She said, "Not really," while maintaining her position. Abby sat opposite her. “So…” “Hmmm…” The rye moaned. "Have you seen him?" Her brows were wrinkled. She opened her eyes and then sat up straight. “Him? Who?” Abby's eyes rolled. “Duh! Of course, Ace!" Rye emitted a gentle giggle. “Yeah.” Abby proceeded onward. "How is he doing? He's quite attractive and gorgeous, right? And his physique, dammit, that looks delicious, right? Right?” Rye has no idea why Abby is acting strangely toward a man. And why does she have the impression that Abby is faking her enthusiasm? "According to my co-waitress, he dislikes femal
Ryleigh returned home as if it were an average day. No dragging, gang involvement, or riding in the infamous sports automobile of a gang leader.She felt only one emotion while she was inside Ace's car: safety. She's secure.When she entered her flat, she took a huge sigh. She was astonished to find Abby quietly sleeping next to her daughter on the bed.She grinned and thought that perhaps Amelia had begun to stress out her aunt Abby once more. Sometimes her kid has the attitude that she is too energetic when playing, and knowing Abby, she must have just returned from a difficult mission because she always falls asleep immediately upon her return.Rye did not bother to wake her buddy and instead performed her nighttime routine. And once she returns to her room. Abby was already awake and rubbing her eyes to acclimate to the brightness.She apologizes since she turned on the main light while taking a brief shower. And knowing Abby once more, she dislikes sleeping in a light room. She i
Flora and Ryleigh chose to take a fifteen-minute break in the middle of the afternoon. They are also taking a risk based on the fact that Shine and Dime had a few consumers at the time.Flora began, "Look at how quickly the days pass," as she sipped her mango juice while her eyes wandered within.Rye responded, "As long as you're not guarding it, it will run quickly."Flora expelled a deep sigh, which piqued Rye's interest. "Is there something amiss?"Mrs. Guzman's kindness prevented me from taking a vacation, despite the fact that I've been working here for a year and sometimes felt exhausted and needed a break.Rye emitted a gentle giggle. What's the problem with working here? You have a big salary and received gratuities from customers—""Yes, but it's been a very long time since my last break. And I'm so sick of those gangsters who treated you like they were your masters. You have not experienced it yet, but you will eventually. And I'm sure you'll detest it when you witness riots
"Please Abby..." Since last night, Ryleigh has been pleading with Abby to watch her baby daughter Amelia for the day.“No. I have a task to perform also." Abby said, "You may bring Amelia along if you choose."At a quarter to seven, Rye glances at her wristwatch and scratches the back of her head.She made a praying motion with her hands and said, "Pretty please..."Abby exhaled deeply and plucked a few strands of hair from her head. " What type of job is it? Doesn't your work begin at 1 p.m., end at 9 p.m., and pay you handsomely at the end of the month? Why do you require a second job?""Abby... when opportunity knocks, open the door, right? Moreover, I am doing this for my child. Please, just help me. And it's not that I will always do it. Just today," explained Rye.Abby cannot be absent from work today due to a new assignment. Unfortunately, Rye's immediate termination is slated for today.Abby heaved another sigh. Upon seeing Rye with her daughter in her arms, she felt sadness
Ryleigh is at a loss for words as Ace claims her lips. How could he? She went there with a nice intentions, but the dude only played with her? She knew it wasn't right to act like a virgin and get angry, but a peck on the lips? That's unfortunate on her part."Oh, you're here early? What did you do with your spare time?" Abby inquired as to when she would return home. "Wait, why are you sniffing and your eyes are closed—"“Nothing. It's little more than a particle of dust. Anyway, where has my daughter gone?" Rye inquired.Abby's brow wrinkled and her arms were crossed. “Sleeping. Rye, what did you just do?" Abby checked the time on the wall clock, and it was almost a quarter to eight. "Where have you gone?""The elderly lady left her apartment early, and we could not catch up. I just told her I'd call her back tomorrow." Rye lied about Ace's identity, and Abby's comments cut the buzz.“No! I, too, have a job. Simply focus on working in Shine and Dime. I'm telling you, you and Amelia
“Ryleigh!” Flora approaches Rye, holding a dish of food in her left hand. "Thank God you've arrived. You won't believe that" she says, making Rye frown.“Huh?”"Could you please bring this upstairs?" Flora gave her the tray, which Rye promptly took. "We have a group of VIPs in that area." Rye turned around and looked back as she started and pointed through her. "See... and the food was also provided by one of our VIPs. The name is printed on the receipt. Thank you!" she exclaimed, turning away from her.Rye's face furrowed as he continued to stare at Flora as she entered the kitchen. ‘Why is she in such a rush when there were four waitresses?’ She pondered.She returned her gaze to the two long tables. She guessed such people were business monsters with politicians as partners. Nothing has changed.Rye shook her head and began to walk upstairs. When her gaze rested on the left table and saw a pair—French kissing each other, she groaned as she climbed onto the second floor.‘Gross!’Sh
"Agent Smith, if you're busy...""Call me Abby or Abigail, Uncle. For Pete's sake, we're not at work." Abby interfered.Uncle shakes his head. "You are constantly evolving, Abby. And what did you accomplish with the other unit, and why are you recruiting Carter?"Abby exhaled deeply and sipped from her water glass. "My squad needs assistance, uncle.""Then, why don't you simply join the recruits?" While carving the steak on his plate, her uncle stated. He used his fork to pick up the chopped meat and then glanced at Abby. He asked, "Right?" before placing the item in his mouth and beginning to chew it."Since I became your agent, you knew I despise people who will just be a burden during our operations.""After completing their assignment, Carter has the ability to become a team leader. Why do you—?"What color does it have?" Abby's continued interference causes her uncle to shake his head."I'm still talking, Abby. Do not exhibit such an attitude."Again, Abby heaved a heavy sigh."
Ryleigh exhaled deeply as the taxi pulled up to the ABCD building. She's at it again! She paid the driver, then exited the car. She had been chanting "may this day be good" since entering the building till she boards the elevator.Again, she is alone inside, which gives off a creepy atmosphere. Her heart is not beating regularly. Her thoughts are disorganized. However, she hopes that Ace will be kind to her today. She was aware that she had barely met the man and owed him something, yet her soul seemed to already trust him to the point that she felt safe despite his identity.Rye is not the type of girl who acts somewhat clumsy. Since then, she has truly adopted the attitude of a courageous lion, despite her underlying fear. She became vulnerable when she fell in love in the past.Her mind whispers, "Do you still love him?" which causes her to shake her head.That person is in her past. She will not drag him into the present or her future.However, he is Amelia's father!Her mind jive
Ryleigh’s POV Months have already passed, yet Lucas is still not awake. There has been no advancement. And I almost gave up, but I am aware that he is fighting. He is attempting to return for me... for us. And every idea of losing him nearly rends me apart. How many drugs has he received by injection? I lost count. I pray every day and every moment, but especially while I am by his side, holding his hand, pressing it, and conversing with him. I am aware that there is yet hope. And I believe that miracles are possible. A month ago, our daughter became one year old. We celebrated it in his room, attempting to lighten the mood on that particular day, but we all knew it was futile. Lucas is laying on a hospital bed with equipment inserted into various portions of his body, and he is sleeping so soundly that we fear he will pass away at any time. Damn it! May God have mercy on me. Why should he be one of the many individuals who desired to engage in pointless activities? Why must Luca
When you believed that everything was in order, you relaxed and enjoyed yourself. Ryleigh never imagined that Hannah would reach the point where she would attempt to hurt innocents. Since Hannah had simply given Lucas until 4:00 p.m. to arrange everything, he asked her to stay, but she declined. "We must notify Abby. They can assist." “No! I will handle this on my own. Please comply. It is for your benefit. You have no idea what will happen—" "Lucas, we cannot predict what will occur. Please, let's coordinate with them rather than with law enforcement. You're a broker, correct?" "I resigned." The eyes of Rye expanded. "I don't care. Abby is my companion. Keith and Drake are your friends.” "This has no bearing on them. I must resolve this issue by myself." Rye yanked a hair strand out of fury. "You don't get it, do you? I desired to assist. My daughter—" "Our daughter," he remarked. “Yes. Ours. And I must—" Luke cupped her face and peered into her eyes, which caused her to st
It is an undeniable fact that we enjoy being liked. We have a natural yearning to feel a part of a group or to be liked by another individual. Life does not always afford us acceptance, however. Instead, it is frequently loaded with rejections, refusals, and everything else. Rejection helps us move our attention from our mistakes to how we can improve. Ace will utilize rejection as a defining event for himself. He then realizes that rejection becomes easier with repeated exposure. Continuously running into it demonstrates a gutsy will to seek out opportunities. And each time you recover from a setback, you emerge somewhat more powerful. Although he may accept the rejection, the anguish remains. It is still apparent, and it has further hurt his heart. The suffering of loving someone who does not return his affection is killing him. He feels as though his universe has fallen apart. Often, loving someone who does not love you back is heartbreaking. It is even awful. It is simple t
The following day, Rye was astonished to find Lucas sitting in her family's living room and conversing with her father. Then, carrying her child, she approached them. When he spotted them, the man stood up and smiled, which is unusual. He is not this way. She had never seen Lucas grin at her with such sincerity as he does now. He welcomed them with "Good morning, Rye" and moved closer to them. "You're early," is the only thing she can say. "I've decided to pay you a visit, and your father and I will be attending the summit." Rye was unable to speak. She suddenly recalled Ace. ‘How is he doing?’ She simply nodded. Lucas extended his hand towards Amelia and bit his lower lip. “Can I?” She grinned. The man desired to carry his daughter, thus Amelia was handed up to him. She asserted, "Let's have a cup of hot coffee in the kitchen." Lucas desired to smile and was incredibly red-faced. However, he held it. He does not wish to presume things for which he may have the opportunity.
Following breakfast, Rye decided to depart the motel. However, as she was ready to touch the elevator button, she hesitated. It began to manifest, Lucas. Her heart is close to bursting out of her chest due to shock. Her lips parted and her eyes expanded. The elevator was about to close when Lucas placed his hand between the doors to prevent it from closing. He then moved outside, but his sight never left Rye. Rye then pretended to have a cough and was about to enter the room when he stopped her. "We need to talk," he stated in a monotone voice. At that time, her body did not react appropriately. She caught herself nodding just now. She removed her arms from his grasp, causing him to scowl. He asserted, "Follow me," and started to walk. After a few minutes of strolling, they encountered the individuals she desired to avoid. “Ryleigh?” She whispered "Dad." It was her father and mother who were carrying her daughter. She is uncertain whether she will cry at that moment. Especially
Before arriving at the hotel, Ace never bothers Rye on their flights. The summit arranged for everything, from food to lodging. They will spend a week in California. At eight o'clock in the evening, he invited Rye to supper, but she declined. It is yet another sort of suffering for him. But what more could he do if she refused, claiming she was not hungry? Afterward, he spent the night alone. He decided to go to the bar in the restaurant where he had dinner. He then reached for some potent alcoholic beverages in an effort to forget his troubles. Ace was certain that it was Rye, not his past, that constantly caused his chest to clench. It took him days to grasp it. Since he met Rye, he has already let go of Margaret's memories and accepted everything from the past. When he had nearly consumed seven drinks, he decided to ascend to his chamber. When he reached their floor, he halted in front of Rye's room with the intention of knocking, but instead, he turned his back and entered the ro
"Why are you resigning, Lucas?" Keith's automobile was filled with the roar of his voice. They were on their way to the main office to hand over Lucas' resignation letter. Keith is unaware of his motive, but he is aware that it involves Hannah and Rye. “You can simply take a break without having to re—" Lucas said, "I've already chosen." His forehead contracted. “Why?” Lucas glanced at him before returning his attention to the road. "Do I need reasons for quitting?" he inquired. "Of course." He laughed with sarcasm. "I must only concentrate on the company. Individual investors are leaving the market. Hela also needs my focus. Perhaps these are sufficient grounds, right?" Keith let out a heavy sigh. "Well, the choice is yours. I am aware I cannot undo it." "I also wanted to recuperate fully from that accident and desperately wanted to retrieve those memories," he added. Keith nodded and remained silent till they arrived at the agency. It took only minutes for Lucas to submit
Rye spent all of her time in Ace's office, reading books and browsing the web. She was unable to comprehend Ace's actions. It seems like he's, her boyfriend. The manner in which he behaves as a possessive lover... being bipolar as a result of what occurred earlier—he is merely stating the obvious. And when she attempted to confront him, he would instantly change the subject. She sighed and glanced at her wristwatch, which revealed that it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. She looked at Ace and sighed once more. He is continuing to sign some documents that he was apparently unable to sign earlier due to distraction. She is curious as to why. She stood and adjusted her attire before approaching him. Ace then felt her presence, prompting him to look at her with a slightly furrowed brow. She inquired, "What time are we leaving for home?" Ace looked back over his actions. "I'm just going to complete this," he responded. She then nodded, placed her hand behind her back, and mo
After leaving the hospital, Rye and Abby proceeded to a coffee shop to discuss various matters. Abby exhales deeply and cannot look directly into Rye's eyes. Because she anticipated that her friend would inquire about her. "Your sigh is really disturbing, Abby. Seems you're nervous, huh?" Rye inquired while sipping her iced caramel coffee. She said, "I loathe the way you stared at me." Rye's brow furrowed as she nibbled on her onion toast. She added as she sipped her coffee, "I know you have a lot of questions running through your head right now, and I'm considering how to answer them." Rye let out a quiet chuckle. "You know me too well," she said. She gave a headshake. "I only wanted to ask one question. Do not fret," she added. At that moment, Abby scoffed. "You cannot deceive me. I anticipated that you would have additional questions following that." She even tapped the wooden table while laughing. “Amazing. Indeed, you're an agent," she confirmed, observing Abby's widening e