The two friends sat opposite each other, the aroma of cigarettes thick in the air. Elena friend was , determined yet emotional, held her cigarette in a desperate grip as she spoke. "So how do we go about that?" she asked. "I want this to happen without getting myself involved in the media, so what do you think we can do?" Elena hummed thoughtfully, deep in concentration and taking her time to think. "I know of a guy who is very good at hacking and creating false articles that look real. He will be good for this, but the problem here is that his charges are high." Her voice dropped to a lower tone, and Elena looked disappointed at her utterances. "What did she take her for?" "You know, sometimes you get me angry. How much is he going to charge that I can't pay at this stage of my life? You should know better that money isn't a problem; all I need is a clean job. I just don't want to get my name in the media. I will handle the rest and play cards with them," she said, a tone of arr
Mrs. Logan's eyes were filled with remorse, and she spoke with a gentle but apologetic voice, "Sophia, I want to apologize for hurting and insulting you before. I understand now that I was wrong, and I'm sorry for the distress I caused you." Sophia's expression softened as she listened to Mrs. Logan's words, and she felt a weight lifting off her shoulders. Mrs. Logan's approval meant a lot to her, and she had been worried why the older woman didn't want to accept her and Lucas' relationship. Mrs. Logan continued, "I want to assure you that I fully approve of you and Lucas's relationship. It's clear to me how much you two love each other, and it would be a mistake for me to try and get in the way of that." Sophia felt a wave of relief wash over her as Mrs. Logan's words sank in. She gave a small smile, grateful for the reassurance. "Thank you, Mrs. Logan. Your approval means a lot to both of us," she spoke, sounding thankful. Lucas nodded in agreement, his expression reflecting Sophi
Sandra Elena's friend raced through the gates of her compound, desperate to see her friend. Despite numerous attempts to reach her on the phone, she could not get through. In frustration, she decided to visit her in person. As she hurriedly parked her car, she appeared visibly agitated, and made her way hastily towards the house. Running through the hallway, she barely acknowledged Mrs. Badmus when she came across her. Oblivious to any social niceties, she rushed past her and inadvertently incurred the wrath of Mrs. Badmus. She scowled disapprovingly at her but remained silent. Mrs. Badmus knew that Elena's new lifestyle was not one she approved of, and she harbored serious concerns for her daughter's well-being. Particularly after her recent drug addiction and smoking habits, which contrasted sharply with her previous behavior. Her mother had grown increasingly worried, and was eager to speak with her. Sandra she entered the living room, Elena was puffing on a cigarette, looking dis
Elena drove back to her house with her friend, she seemed to ignore the passersby and focused only on the destination. The rough sound of the car engine filled the air as they pulled into the garage. As she stepped out of the car, a message notification popped up on her phone. With a quick glance, she saw that it was from the person who had helped create the false news. She opened the message and read it aloud to her friend. "I have been arrested. Please come rescue me." She hissed in frustration before storming into her house. "What's wrong?" Sandra asked, trailing behind her. "The problem is you, Sandra. Since you don't do the right job I paid for" she replied curtly as she collapsed on her bed. She pulled out her phone and logged into her social media account, eager to see what was being said about her. However, her expectations were quickly shattered as she read the hurtful and mean comments. *She is evil.* *She is a devil.* *How could she do something like that?* *Is it t
She couldn't bring herself to make a specific plan on how to carry out her goal. She's totally out of ideas and going insane,but surely she knows she will get through this. She tried to go to sleep, but couldn't. Her phone rang; it was a strange number, and she was curious to know who the caller was since it was a strange number; maybe it was her mother. At least if she sees her, it will be easy to use her as a weapon to get to Lucas. She will just have to go and behave like a good mother, and then she can use the opportunity to kidnap Ava; later, she can kill her. But her thought shattered as she heard a man voice, but somehow the voice was familiar."Hello, who are you?" She demanded, passing her frustration on to the person on the other end of the line."Hi, Elena, the apple of Lucas eyes, how are you feeling after everything he did to you?" The person asked with some mockery in his tone. Now she gets it; this was no other person than Maxwell Lucas's longtime enemy since secondary
They made their way to the VIP section, and she was shocked to see it was so nice. She looked around to be sure if she was still in the same building or if they were in another building entirely."You must be surprised; that's why they say not to judge a book by its cover. This building has nothing less than ten VIPs. I visit here whenever I want to relax my head; this is like a second home to me. I don't get noticed coming here; that Leon of a guy was one bad criminal, which is why he noticed me. But I am trying to restrategize," he explained, sitting down and crossing her legs on each other."Huh! I see. You must be planning something huge. So tell me, what's your plan?" she asked, her curiosity killing her."Why are you in haste? I can see you are bent on ruining him, but sometimes you take a slow pace while taking revenge. The reason they won over you is because you are in haste. But I don't blame you; good girls turn bad. It must really be difficult. Sandra will understand this,"
"Mum, are we going to sit with our arms folded while Elena gets away with everything?" Leon asked. " Don't you think we have to do something?" He suggested to his mother. She stared at him for a few seconds and cleared her throat."You are right; I know they must be planning how to attack us. I don't want to watch with my arms folded, but at the same time I am just gaining Lucas trust. I don't want to risk anything for that; I want him to forgive me. I don't want to get myself involved in dirty plans again. I might not get this chance ever again," she said, her voice filled with worries and helplessness."But we need to do something; I can't watch them hurt my family while I sit here with my arms folded. I can't." He shutters, trying not to show his pain by being helpless. "No, we don't need to do anything. All we are going to do is watch the police do their job and not get involved. I am very sure everything will be okay; just make sure you keep an eye on them. So they won't catch
Elena's phone rang again, and she let out a hiss of irritation before reluctantly answering the call. "You should know when to call, Maxwell. You just interrupted my plan," she snapped into the phone. "I'm sorry, Elena," Maxwell replied, his voice dry and emotionless. Elena's anger was still palpable as she demanded."Why did you call?" Maxwell seemed unfazed by her attitude. "The only problem I have with you is your anger issue. I called to check on how your plan is going," he responded calmly. Elena's frustration reached a boiling point. "The plan you interrupted or which one?" she yelled into the phone. Her voice was strained, and there was an underlying tone of desperation as she tried to keep her emotions in check.Actually, I called to give you a new plan," Maxwell said, ignoring Elena's outburst. Elena listened intently, although she was already planning to decline. "I don't think so, Maxwell. Your last plan didn't work out so well," she said in a neutral tone. "Trust me,