Martha bites her fingers after what her bodyguard says to him, if she involves the authorities, Alex will be free as she’s the one with more dirty hands in the situation, she needs to think of how she can protect her daughter, Kayla did nothing wrong.Martha was still thinking when an unknown number call came in. She picked and put it on the loudspeaker.“You witch, what have you done with my daughter? She’s all over the news missing you witch!!” An angry man's voice said for Martha to frown.“How dare you call my number you poor goat, she’s now your daughter, for ten years you abandoned us, even when she was in the news being a supermodel, you didn’t call to appreciate me for giving her the life you can never give to her. Don’t try to act brave here Collins or I will use you to quench my anger. Keep to your promise and never meddle in our life, you got it.” She said and hung up sighing.“Ahhhh!!” Martha screams in anger and frustration as she doesn’t want anything to happen to her d
The sun was bright, and the air was fresh and clean, far from the sterile hospital smells of antiseptics. Hazel stirred from her sleep, blinking against the soft light filling the room. It was a beautiful, bright space, much different from the cold, clinical atmosphere she had grown accustomed to. She could hear the distant sound of maids chatting in the garden below. Sitting up slowly, she looked around, feeling a sense of warmth and calm radiating from the room.A soft knock on the door caught her attention before it opened, and Harden stepped inside.“You’re awake?” he asked, watching as Hazel nodded in response.“How are you feeling?” he added, his voice gentle.“Good,” she whispered, offering him a small smile.“I’m leaving for work. You’ll be staying here until you give birth and can care for your baby,” Harden explained, glancing around the room. “This isn’t my home. It’s one of my homes, actually.”Hazel looked around, taking in the luxurious surroundings.“To keep my promise,
Mr. McCall’s body trembled with rage as he slammed his fists onto the desk, his anger palpable. He had signed a contract with the Nakazimo company from Japan, a deal that hinged on his son, Harden, agreeing to marry their daughter, Kiara. The McCall company had already begun expanding beyond state lines. Yet, this morning, he received a call from the patriarch of the Nakazimo family, informing him that the contract was being breached—because Harden had broken up with Kiara.“Dad…” Harden began, sighing as his father angrily struck the study table.“Why did you break up with Kiara?” Mr. McCall demanded, his voice full of frustration.“I told you, I never liked her,” Harden replied, his tone tired.Mr. McCall scoffed. “You’re still chasing after someone else, aren’t you? Alex’s wife? She’s married, Harden! Why are you doing this?”Harden looked away, unable to face his father’s fury.“First, you abandoned Cynthia. And now this? No! I’m not sitting still, Harden. You will continue the re
The day was bright and sunny. The usual routine at Hazel’s mansion unfolded with precision. The maids and butler had completed their chores and served Hazel her breakfast. A serene silence enveloped the grand estate, only to be disturbed by the sound of Harden’s car pulling into the garage. The butler, ever attentive, hurried to greet him, following close behind as Harden entered the mansion.“Good morning, boss,” the butler greeted respectfully. Harden responded with a nod, not breaking his stride as he made his way upstairs.Reaching Hazel’s room, Harden knocked twice but received no answer. His brow furrowed slightly, and he decided to open the door. The room was eerily quiet. Harden glanced around but couldn’t find Hazel. He checked the balcony—nothing. The only sign of her presence was her half-eaten breakfast on the table.Just as he was about to call her, a faint sound from the bathroom caught his attention. It was the unmistakable sound of someone retching. Harden’s heart sank
Alex’s car sped through the cold evening toward Wilson Park, the engine’s hum steady and determined. As the car slowed near the park, Alex scanned the area through his rear camera, taking in the dimly lit surroundings. The park was almost deserted, with only a few stragglers on their way out. His eyes locked on a figure sitting on a bench under the soft glow of a security light, matching the picture he held on his phone. His grip tightened on the gun inside his coat before stepping out of the car. Meanwhile, the Alpha team had already arrived. Positioned discreetly among the trees and nearby buildings, they kept their eyes trained on Alex as he moved toward the hooded figure on the bench. The team captain whispered into his mic, “Seven o’clock,” directing the sniper to target the man Alex was approaching. The assassin’s heart raced as he saw Alex, exuding a dark, deadly aura, stride purposefully toward him. He had a bad feeling about this—this wasn’t a negotiation; it was a hit. He
It was midnight. Two black Range Rovers sped towards the nearby hospital. Inside the lead vehicle, Simon’s eyes were filled with worry as he looked at his boss, who kept breaking out in sweat, his lips turning purple. Simon’s brow furrowed as he decided to undress the unconscious Alex. He removed his coat and unbuttoned Alex’s black inner shirt, revealing his firm, masculine chest. But something horrifying caught Simon’s eye. The cut on his boss’s arm had turned black. Simon could see the black substance moving through Alex’s veins toward his chest. Though slow, it was a terrifying sight. “Hit the accelerator!” Simon screamed, his voice filled with fear and urgency. “Shit, what can I do?” he muttered to himself, worriedly. He tore Alex’s shirt and tied the arm tightly to prevent the poison from reaching his heart. The car screeched to a stop at the emergency center of the nearest hospital. As soon as Simon opened the door, he jumped out and rushed to carry Alex, shouting for a do
After seeing the doctor’s solemn expression, Simon sigh looking at the doctor’s face, worried. The doctor sighed, then looked at him and the other men around before speaking. “The both of them are fine,” the doctor’s words were comforting, but not for Simon. “What about the poison? Was it successfully extracted?” he asked, wanting to hear a clear “yes” and to put his worries to rest. “Yes, we were able to stop the poison from spreading further into the heart,” the doctor confirmed, and Simon sighed in relief. “But…” The doctor’s hesitation made Simon’s eyes widen. “He’s not waking up anytime soon. The poison stimulated his body’s reflexes, causing the brain to shut down. As long as the body still feels the poison is there, the brain won’t come back until the body finally believes the poison is gone. For that reason, he’s in a coma,” the doctor’s words echoed in Simon’s head, making him swallow hard. “There’s no way to make the body understand the poison is gone? What kind o
At the company, Simon sped into the president’s garage, parking his car quickly before rushing out and hurrying to the president’s elevator, which took him directly to Alex’s office. As soon as the electric sound was heard, Martha turned, expecting to see Alex. Instead, it was Simon who stepped out, trying to appear composed after catching his breath in the elevator. “I demand to see Alex!” Martha’s voice roared, making everyone around her sigh. “I’m sorry, the boss is not available to see you right now,” Simon said, only for Martha to scoff. “How dare he ask me to meet him and then not show up? Where’s my daughter?!” she screamed, but Simon sighed, glancing at the guards around them. “I’m sorry, the boss is unavailable to see you now. You should—” “Where’s Gerald?” she interrupted, causing Simon to sigh again, in no mood to deal with Martha at that moment. “I’m sorry, ma’am. You should leave. This is a working—” “Why is my account blocked?” Martha demanded, but Simon did