ICE’S POV:I smiled and replied, "Okay, but make sure to not let them eat too much sugar because it's not good for them."He smiled and nodded while telling me jokingly, "Yes, doctor."Hearing what he said, I couldn’t help but roll my eyes and laugh softly as I said, "I didn’t expect that a time would come where both of us would be comfortable joking with each other."He laughed as well and replied, "I didn’t even expect that a time would come where the person I was most vigilant about in the first place would turn out to be my twin sister."I heaved a sigh when I heard what he said, but I still nodded my head to agree since I really didn’t expect all the things that are happening in my life right now.Who would even expect that I had amnesia before? Who would expect that I am already married and have my own cute little angels? Who would even expect that this is already my third life? Who would even expect that I will still have another family except Grandpa? And who would even expect
ICE’S POV:I smiled and replied, "Okay, but make sure to not let them eat too much sugar because it's not good for them."He smiled and nodded while telling me jokingly, "Yes, doctor."Hearing what he said, I couldn’t help but roll my eyes and laugh softly as I said, "I didn’t expect that a time would come where both of us would be comfortable joking with each other."He laughed as well and replied, "I didn’t even expect that a time would come where the person I was most vigilant about in the first place would turn out to be my twin sister."I heaved a sigh when I heard what he said, but I still nodded my head to agree since I really didn’t expect all the things that are happening in my life right now.Who would even expect that I had amnesia before? Who would expect that I am already married and have my own cute little angels? Who would even expect that this is already my third life? Who would even expect that I will still have another family except Grandpa? And who would even expect
ICE’S POV:After looking around, I immediately take off my shoes and put them on the side, which my husband also did, and we just let our socks stay. I immediately walk towards the bed and lie there with my face down.After a few minutes, I raised my head and fished out my phone from my pocket as I felt that the space beside me suddenly sink and warm lips just touch my cheek. I know that it was my husband.I glanced at him and saw that he was now leaning his back on the backrest of the bed while looking at me, so I smiled softly at him before looking back at my phone.I tried to dial Grandpa’s phone number, but no one picked it up. At first, I didn’t think too much about it, but as I dialed over and over again, my eyebrows furrowed as I frowned because my call really can’t get through his phone no matter what I do.Due to this, I immediately sat up and faced him while still trying to contact Grandpa, but just like earlier, it couldn’t go through."What’s the problem, baby?" I heard Ic
ICIEST’S POV:After a few rings, someone immediately answered the call as he greeted me politely, "Good day, Emperor."I hummed in response before I asked him coldly, "What happened to the things I told you to look out for?"He answered with a serious tone, "I already did my investigation, Emperor, and I discovered that the Mafia Queen of that organization is attacking all the Mafia organizations to conquer them and wanted to snatch the rank of those who are above."My eyebrows furrowed, but it didn’t surprise me anymore because I already expected this based on what Calvin and the other said earlier.I heaved a sigh and asked him again, "Is there anything else that you have found?"He answered again, "I found out that the organization you wanted me to watch was in a critical moment right now due to the fact that they attacked many large organizations and a lot of their people were injured, so even though this information was being suppressed, I still tried my best to get it by injecti
ICIEST’S POV:As soon as the call went through, I didn’t wait for her to ask anymore and immediately told her coldly, "I am right, there is a mole in the company, which is why some of our information was leaked a while ago, but this will not happen again because I already found who did it."I heard her ask curiously, "If that’s the case, then who is it, the Emperor?"I pursed my lips as my eyes turned colder, and with a disgusted tone, I replied, "It’s Rafaela, so just continue observing all the people in the company because I don’t think that the mole will work alone; there are so many there, and I will clean them up today."I heard her reply, "Yes, Emperor, and since I have discovered some of them already, I will send to you the evidence through email, so please look at it since, if you do so, I will know the next move we will do."I hummed in response and walked back in front of my laptop. I sat on the couch in front of it again and opened my email to check the things that my secre
CALVIN’S POV: He immediately asked me, surprised, "What problem are you talking about?"Maybe when Kiana heard what I said as well, I immediately felt her gaze towards me, and when I averted my attention to her, she also asked worriedly, "Yes, what problem did they mean?"Before I could even answer, Travor asked again, with a hint of curiosity in his voice, "Wait, are you together with Kiana right now?"After that, someone from the other line asked too, "Does Empress have a problem while Kiana is with Calvin right now?"Based on the voice, I am sure that it was Jaycel, so before I could say anything, Kiana answered first with amusement in her voice, "Yes, I am with him right now, and I didn’t expect that both of you are together as well."Jaycel answered, but based on her face, she seemed hesitant as she said, "Actually, we are together today because I need to tell him something important, and I think, after I tell him about it, I will tell you all about it as well, but since the Emp
TRAVOR’S POV:I looked at her and saw that she was still fidgeting as if she were thinking about something important. I frowned at what she was doing and contemplated the possible reason why she was acting this way. Does she want to tell me something?I heaved a sigh and walked towards the seat in front of her, where I sat there silently. I am not used to this silence because I am used to the scene where we are both bickering with each other all the time loudly, like what happened earlier. But now, this silence seems to suffocate me.I looked at her and told her helplessly, "Eat your food first, and whatever problem or thing you wanted to tell me, say those things after we eat."She bit her lips and nodded her head before she took the utensils and started eating her foods in silence, but whenever she looks at me eating the pasta, her face will show disgust as if I ordered something that wasn’t food but a waste. What is happening to her? This was just some pasta, so what's wrong with m
TRAVOR’S POV:I was about to say something when she shook her head, so I stopped as she told me, "As much as I wanted you to know all the things about my past, I don’t want to recall them all anymore because even though I already accepted a long time ago that I will never experience the love of my parents, I also wanted to move on from it, and the only thing I could do now is not to think about those messy things anymore while making sure that my future will be very different from now on."Hearing this, I couldn’t help but look at her worriedly. I also somehow felt sad about this because I have always been the child of two loving parents. My life was almost perfect since I had the wealth, the parents, the house, or the other things that my friends didn’t have. Worst of all, there were also things that this beautiful woman in front of me didn’t experience.Her expression turns solemn as she says again, "Actually, all of us are orphans, and most of us were saved by Ice accidentally due
ICE’S POV:"Mommy!" I heard History's excited voice echoing through the house, and I couldn't help but smile. I knew he, along with his dad, Iciest, and his brother, Chronicles, were eagerly waiting for me and our little angel, Legend. With a fond shake of my head, I anticipated History's imminent arrival in the room that Iciest and I shared.I glanced at my 2-year-old daughter, her vibrant violet and green eyes meeting mine. She had inherited those striking eyes from me. Gently, I dressed her in a beautiful blue dress, carefully placing a delicate white flower tiara on her head before braiding her hair. It was a marvel to think about the journey that had led to this point—after everything that had transpired, the unexpected gift of another baby had caught Iciest and me by surprise. Recollecting a past conversation with my two older children about their desire for a third sibling once their parents reunited (which, unbeknownst to me at the time, referred to me and Iciest), I had decid
ICE’S POV:As my arms encircled him, I could feel his body tremble beneath my touch. It was clear that his façade was cracking and that the tough exterior he tried to project was giving way to the pain he held within. I gently turned him to face me, his tear-streaked face a testament to the battle raging inside him."It's going to be alright, brother," I murmured, my voice a steady anchor amidst the storm of his emotions. I held his gaze, willing him to believe my words. "Your sister will not leave you again." His eyes, usually so guarded, seemed to soften with a glimmer of hope as our connection deepened.Yet, as we stood there locked in our embrace, something shifted in Grayson. His defenses crumbled, and the floodgates he had erected against his feelings began to open. The sound of his sobs, raw and heartbreaking, reached my ears, and I felt a pang in my chest. This was his pain, his vulnerability laid bare, and I was honored that he chose to share it with me.Tears welled up in my
ICE’S POV:Guns were drawn, tension hung thick in the air, and it seemed like a standoff was about to erupt, but amidst the pointed weapons, only Zia and I stood without weapons, locked in a chilling gaze. With a wry smile, Zia's voice slithered forth, her words carrying a mocking tone: "Well, isn't this a cozy gathering? Traitors' offspring all grown up. What a delight."My response wasn't as amusing as hers. I fixed her with a cold stare, my voice cutting through the tension like a blade. "Why drag me, my brother, and those who matter to me into this? What's the point of involving us in the tangled mess our parents made that wasn’t our problems in the first place?"Zia's laughter rippled, a bitter melody in the midst of the charged atmosphere. She fired back, her tone dripping with sarcasm, "Oh, come on. Did you really expect me to roll out the red carpet for you just because your parents are the culprits and it doesn’t include you?"I didn't grace her question with an immediate ans
THIRD PERSON’S POV:On the other side, "Calvin, Travor, and Kiana reached the main entrance, spotting guards converging on the control room."Calvin whispered, "We're not too late. Let's go."They engaged the guards in a swift and calculated skirmish, taking them down one by one with a combination of martial prowess and precision.Travor took down a guard as he whispered, "Marcus and Jerry must be in trouble. We have to hurry."Kiana knocked out a guard as she mumbled, "Agreed. Let's clear the way."On the other side, Alfer, John, and Daryl pressed forward, their movements fluid as they navigated the dimly lit corridor.Alfer checked the corners as he mumbled, "Keep pushing. We're almost there."Suddenly, a group of guards rounded the corner, spotting the infiltrators.John smirked as he mumbled, "Looks like we've got a welcoming committee."Daryl cracked his knuckles as he muttered, "Let's give them a taste of our skills."A fierce battle ensued as the infiltrators clashed with the g
THIRD PERSON’S POV:The group wasted no time, moving with calculated precision. Zee sat hunched over a bank of monitors, fingers dancing across the keyboard as lines of code scrolled across screens along with Taylor.Arthur leaned against the wall, his gaze fixed on the surveillance feed showing the imposing structure of Zia's base across the street. Luke tinkered with a small device on the table, his earbuds plugged in as he kept an ear on the team's communication while Jaycel was just on the side watching them.Zee muttered to herself, "Alright, I've patched into their security network. I can see the guards patrolling the perimeter."Arthur replied, "Keep an eye on the guards' patterns. We don't want any surprises."Luke nodded his head with a sighed as he mumbled, "I've got the signal jammers set up. Their comms won't be working."Meanwhile, outside the hotel, Zian smiled as he happily said it into his earpiece as he lured the guards. "Hey, have you guys heard about that new virtua
ICE’S POV:Inside, an ensemble of guards stationed throughout offered their respectful greetings. It was a familiar routine, and their commitment to our children's protection never wavered.Venturing deeper, we were met with a heartwarming sight. On the couch, our two children were engrossed in their tablets, undoubtedly lost in the world of their game company—an endeavor they had taken upon themselves.My throat gave a subtle cough as we entered their line of sight. In response, their heads snapped up in a mixture of surprise and sheer delight.The room was alive with a sort of controlled chaos. I watched as History hopped off the sofa with a reckless enthusiasm that sent a pang of worry through me. His father's voice, laced with pure concern, rumbled like a soothing undertone, "Be careful, baby!"Chronicles, his older brother, didn't hold back either. His words came out in a stern, almost icy tone, but beneath that frostiness, concern flickered like a hidden flame: "Slow down, Histo
CALVIN’S POV:Meanwhile, Grayson sat alongside Zee, the enigmatic figure responsible for the intricate hacking that fortified Ice's group. Learning that Zee led the faction known as Antares stunned everyone, even Arthur and Luke, cyber experts themselves, who had worked under her leadership for so long. I made a mental note to uncover the backstory behind Grayson and Zee's connection when the timing was right.Other than Ysabelle, Taylor, and Arthur, who were already acquainted, the rest of the newcomers had just arrived this morning. The dynamics in the room were captivating—a mix of camaraderie and curiosity, like a puzzle waiting to be solved.Amidst the hum of conversations, what puzzled me was the trio from Jaycel's team; their gaze was locked onto Travor. He remained unfazed by their judgmental stares, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. He seemed impervious to their scrutiny as he goaded the mother of his child, her simmering anger evident yet contained.Within this intrica
ICIEST’S POV:Her response carried a scoff, her voice tinged with humor despite the situation: "I'm keeping it in check. You know me, I've got this. We're nearly at your location, so sit tight."A frown creased my brow, her words stirring a different kind of unease. Swiftly, I retorted, "Don't play it down too much. I'll be waiting right here, wife. Just get back safely."The tension in the air was thick as I clenched my fist, waiting for her response. The seconds felt like an eternity until her voice finally broke through the silence."I will," she replied, her words hanging in the air like a promise. The call ended, leaving me with a mixture of relief and uncertainty.As the call ended, I turned my gaze to Grayson, who seemed to release a breath he had been holding. There was a tension in the air that still lingered, but some of it seemed to ease with his reaction.Calmly, I advised, "Let's give them a few minutes. They should be arriving soon."My prediction wasn't off, as mere mom
GRAYSON’S POV:I nodded, my exhale carrying the weight of my anxiety. Just when it seemed like the call would go unanswered once more, I glanced at my sister, her expression unwaveringly frosty.My hope was fading, and desperation clawed at me, but then, miraculously, someone picked up the call. It took every ounce of restraint not to burst into a jubilant shout—a reaction completely out of character for me.I had never been one to wear my emotions on my sleeve, nor did I usually indulge in sentimentality. My demeanor was typically as chilly as a winter breeze, and my interactions with others were marked by detached professionalism.But in the face of recent events, my perspective has shifted. I had come to realize that I was no longer an island, no longer alone. Their well-being had become paramount to me, and I would do anything to keep them safe from harm.As soon as Calvin answered the call, I hit the loudspeaker button, ensuring Ice and Iciest could listen in on our conversation.