-I wonder how Latton would react once she finds out about this? She hates being monitored, and now she's unknowingly in a cage. - Why did Charmel called? *** CHARMEL was first mentioned in CHAPTER 8 - It’s Saturday night, first appearance in CHAPTER 16 - The Crash ***DON'T FORGET TO ADD THE STORY ON YOUR LIBRARY #VOTE #BladeAndSieve #LucianAndLatton #LattonAndLucian #HeyStranger
===WARNING: THIS EPISODE CONTAINS AN UNSETTLING SCENE=== LATTON was staring at Lucian as he answered the call. She witnesses how his face contorts in shock, and soon he bids her goodbye. He did not explain anything to her, he just went away. Her mood changed drastically when he left. Her face convey aggrieved. She couldn’t stop thinking who it could be. “His parents?” “Malena? But why would he go to her?” "Maybe it's work?" She sighed deeply, trying to push everything at the back of her mind, “Forget everything. It’s none of my business what he does. After 378 days, everything will be back to normal. Just a boring Latton.” She says to herself while eating pizza, every bite is bigger than the first one. * Meanwhile, Lucian hurriedly drove to Dignity Health Medical Center. He ran to the nurse's station, and soon he was pointed to room 904 where he saw Maisie and Charmel seated on the sofa and on the bed was Malena. Both females stared in his direction. Charmel, who knew the truth
LATTON was sleeping soundly when all of a sudden she smelt smoke. Eyes still closed, she sniffs the air to confirm, and she’s right, something is burning. She started coughing. Soon she opens her eyes only to see a faint orange light in the corner of her room. Her heart is pounding loudly, she can feel someone or something looking at her. She immediately rolled off to the side of the bed to hide, then turned on the lamp only to find Lucian’s gloomy face staring at her in confusion. “What are you doing?" he asked while puffing his cigar. She smirked, then sat on the bed, “What am I doing? I’m sleeping. I should be the one asking you. What are you doing here? And how did you get in?” He sighs and then says in a low tired voice, “Keys,” showing her the key that he forgot to give to her when he left. She could feel his exhaustion and stress. She wants to scream at him and asks a lot of questions like, “Where have you been?” “How long have you been watching me sleep?” But she chose n
AFTER a day well spent with Catherine. Latton is traveling back to Fleur de Ville. She was still baffled by Lucian’s strange demeanor yesterday and earlier, she couldn’t stop frowning. Deep inside her mind, she wants to know what’s happening but how without asking him? He most likely won’t tell her anything. “He didn’t tell me about the wedding being called off.” She says to herself. “Should I hire someone to investigate for me? Nah, that’s too much.” She sighed in frustration, then glanced outside and saw a billboard with the caption ‘Bring your own bag’. “Bag,” she mumbled, then an idea entered her mind. She then immediately told Melody, “Can you drive downtown, to Bloom’s Luxury Burlap Shop.” Melody nodded and made a U-turn. “It’s time to visit my new friend,” she said to herself. Within 10 minutes, she arrived at Bloom’s Luxury Burlap Shop. Vivian was happy to see her. “Latton, what brings you here?” She asks. “Well, I got bored at home and I really miss your cookies. I hope
===WARNING: THIS EPISODE CONTAINS AN UNSETTLING SCENE=== LATTON entered her unit in Fleur de Ville. After closing the door, her legs lost their strength. Her back leaned to the door and slowly her knees trembled in dismay, and she gradually sat and buried her head between her knees. She began sobbing in disappointment. Loathing herself for caring too much. No matter how many times she acts strongly in front of others. She's no more than a little girl when she's alone. She breathes rapidly, her tears blur her vision and the voice in her head makes her head throb. Shortly, the voice starts to become a shadowy figure and soon resembles her. "I told you she cannot be trusted." One of her said while sitting beside her. "She's an enemy." Said the other one, standing by the window. "She's only here for the money." The other one whispered into her ear. "We need to do something." "We can't let her do this to us." The voice says while pointing at the wound on her lips. The voices kept o
LUCIUS is cooking dinner when suddenly he hears the front door open. He then yells, “Xavier, make sure to close the door properly.” Soon, he hears the door closed. “Good, he listens to me now.” He mumbles to himself. Shortly after, he heard a familiar voice say, “So Xavier is staying with you now?” Lucius immediately turned his head and his mood lit up instantly, “Latton!” He yelled in excitement, but when he moved to her his smile turned to a frown. “What happened to your lips?” He asked. His voice conveys concern. “Got in a minor accident. I'm so clumsy.” She explains. “Let me get the first aid and clean that wound.” He replied while rummaging in the drawer. “By the way, where are you staying right now?” He asks as he prepares the cotton ball and iodine solution. He looked at her face and her eyes were gloomy. “You don’t need to answer my question, and I’m sorry for not being a good older brother to you. I shouldn’t have given up on pressure and sent you away to Canada, but let
LATTON's hands are shaking and her palms sweating profusely as she stares at herself in the bathroom mirror. She could vividly remember her conversation with her mother yesterday, and it left a sour taste in her mouth. Thalia's words still echo in her mind. “A decade ago I borrowed money from them. I badly needed the money at that time,” she says. Her voice was dry and shaking. Latton frowns then asks curiously, “How much do you owe them?” Thalia coughs and then mumbles in a low, timid voice, "250 million. I could sell the Mist Prix, but it would take time, and I'm afraid, given the economy right now, my company doesn't value that much. Also, Boris Petrakov needs the money as soon as possible." Thalia stared at Latton with a pleading gaze, indirectly hinting at her to lend her money. “250 million debt to a guy named Boris,” Latton mumbles to herself. The moment she heard the name Boris Petrakov and the amount of debt Thalia had. She immediately doubted and questioned everything
===WARNING: THIS EPISODE CONTAINS AN UNSETTLING SCENE=== FUEL by rage, Latton visited her mother in the hospital. Surprisingly, when she went to the room, Thalia was standing and seemed to be gleeful. Latton’s blood boiled in anger. She then yelled, “BRAVO! I never knew you were a good actress. You got me. I actually thought this time you were telling the truth. But yet again, I'm wrong, and I never learned to accept that you can never love me. You still blame my existence for your failed career. It's always money for you. You want to scam money from me again.” Her words convey anger, disappointment, and exhaustion. “What are you talking about?” She asks, acting clueless. Latton marched towards her and pulled her neck brace, which was easily removed without any pain, "I never thought you would stoop this low. Fake an attack and confinement. How much did you even pay the hospital for this sick act of yours?" She roared in dismay. Thalia opens her mouth to retort Latton's claims but
ALBERT RIPLEY was having breakfast with Catherine when they heard the main door open. Soon, their butler, Garette, entered the dining room holding a brown envelope. "What is it?” Albert asks while cutting his bacon. “A parcel. It was sent via private courier with no return address,” Garette responded while intently checking all corners of the envelope. “Who is it for?” Catherine asked. “For Mr. Ripley,” Garette answered politely. “Hand it to me,” Albert demands while extending his hand. “Can you open it later after we eat?” Catherine requested while lightly tapping Albert's hand. “It might be important. I want to see it now.” He insists. Soon Garette marched toward him and handed the envelope and when he saw the contents his face contorted in anger instantly. His reaction scared Catherine. She was about to speak, but suddenly Albert’s phone rang, and it was an unknown number, but he already knew who it was. He answers the call angrily and screams, “What do you want!?” He tightly