The roaring waves continued to pound the side of the Serenade ship, creating a tireless natural harmony that shook their journey. The night wind twisted Leon's hair as he ascended to the ship's deck. His heavy feelings for some time now were warming. Arren, his wife, would soon be back in his arms."I can't believe this," he muttered with misty eyes, as if about to shed tears. Leon couldn't contain the emotion and joy that surged within him upon hearing the news that he and his wife would be reunited.After contemplating for a while, Leon returned to the prison where Mei Ling was held. His gaze sharp and determined. He wanted to extract this valuable information in as much detail as possible. If Mei Ling dared to deceive him, Leon would ensure that it would be her last day in this world."You must know, this is your only chance to redeem yourself, Mei Ling," Leon said with a sharp voice. The man's breath drowned Mei Ling's voice so she couldn't speak.Mei Ling knew that Leon would nev
After the tense atmosphere that lingered in the Rossie mansion, it now appeared serene. The surrounding air felt fresh, creating a comfortable atmosphere. The natural beauty with lush green gardens and abundant trees added to the charm of the irreplaceable Rossie Mansion.In this refreshing atmosphere, the sound of wind gently rustling the leaves could be heard, creating a calming murmur. Sunlight penetrated through the tree gaps, leaving playful shadows around the proud Madam Rossie's mansion."How are the preparations?" asked Madam Rossie in a whisper to the head servant walking out of the main house."It's good, Madam. They are working according to the plan," the maid replied."Very Well."Madam Rossie smiled contentedly with the servant's report. The old woman then continued her journey towards her granddaughter's room, not far from hers.Around the room, the scent of roses filled the Rossie Mansion with a gentle and captivating fragrance. The sound of water trickling from a fount
In the advanced security room at Mansion Rossie, Clark's security team, led by himself, remained busy with their intensive work. They were diligently analyzing data related to the stabbing case of their young lady, Arren.Clark, impatient with the police investigation process, preferred conducting his own investigation using available technology. The resources of the Rossie family were formidable, providing everything needed for the investigation."How much data have you successfully analyzed?" Clark asked one team member attentively."So far, we've analyzed data from 50 repeat offenders, Sir," the team member replied."Repeat offenders of what crime?" Clark inquired."They are repeat offenders with murder cases," came the response.Satisfied, Clark nodded. "Excellent! Continue your analysis. Stay focused on those with the potential for such heinous acts."Without slowing down, the team continued organizing and updating their holographic display. Details about the repeat offenders app
"How's the preparation?""Clear!""Good. Let's go!"The security team worked together to secure the Mansion area first, ensuring that all access points were tightly controlled. They heightened security by strengthening patrols.After careful planning, Clark gathered his best security team to capture the suspected perpetrator. They immediately moved towards the village of Tar to uphold justice.***The atmosphere in the village appeared deserted and eerie. There were no signs of activity in the evening. Clark and his team intentionally conducted the operation after sunset to avoid drawing attention.Clark and his team, consisting of trained security members, moved towards an old building at the village's outskirts. The building was surrounded by dense trees and steep streets, adding to its ominous impression."We split up, block the exit!" ordered Clark, followed by nods from the three other team members.The building had cracked wooden floors and broken windows, resembling an abandone
Arren and Madam Rossie have arrived in the city center. To their surprise, the chaotic and tense atmosphere has now calmed.The crowd is no longer demonstrating for the removal of leaders. They are gathered, sitting with cushions, umbrellas, and anything to shield themselves from the sun, singing inspirational songs to boost spirits this afternoon.Arren and Madam Rossie feel relieved. For some time, the masses seemed unruly and even inflicted harm on each other. Physical clashes became inevitable and hospitals were filled with casualties from the protests.However, at present, the atmosphere appears peaceful and conducive. The previously angry and aggressive protesters now seem calm, although the damage caused by anarchic actions is still visible around them.Some buildings are damaged, streets are dusty, and remnants of extinguished fires from previous clashes are still present. Yet, the atmosphere has shifted to a more serene state, entirely different from what Arren had imagined.
"How dare you be here! Don't you have any shame?" Madam Rossie sarcastically asks to Abigail, who arrogantly asserts her authority."Mother, this is an official forum, be polite to me.""I am not your mother!""Well, suit yourself ...."The verbal sparring between the two leaders creates tension in the meeting room. The attending council members feel uncomfortable with the conflict between the two women. Some try to maintain calm by focusing on the meeting agenda.However, Abigail's presence, the unrecognized new leader, disrupts the meeting's conduciveness. One council member attempts to ease the situation."Perhaps we should focus on today's meeting agenda. I kindly ask the ladies to calm down," he says, avoiding taking sides. "We need to find solutions to the demands of the protesters who have damaged the city for the past few days," he continues.Madam Rossie nods in agreement, while Abigail shifts her gaze, seemingl
"Who is that?" Abigail squints, unable to clearly see the riotous group filling this sacred meeting room."Madam Abigail! You and Madam Andersen have violated our rights!" he yells, full of anger. "We will sue you!""Damn it! Old devil Voltus! What does he want?!" Abigail grumbles as she sees Mr. Voltus, the opposition leader, suddenly appear and create chaos.The opposition group should have been her political allies, but for some reason, they now seem like bitter enemies. Abigail is confused; she doesn't understand how the situation could turn this bad."Aunt, what's happening?" Abigail panics, turning to Mrs. Andersen."I don't know, Abbey. Hold your anger!" Mrs. Andersen rises from her seat and approaches Mr. Voltus and his entourage. Her heart beats fast, not expecting a debate like this."Gentlemen, what's going on? Did you come late to the meeting and are disappointed with us?" Mrs. Andersen pretends to be oblivious. She i
(Provence District, Rossie; 40 years ago)"Where's mom?" asked little Abigail, who was 5 years old at the time. Her nanny had just made food, but Abigail refused to eat it because she was waiting for her mother to arrive."Your mother is in the pavilion, Miss. Please eat the breakfast on your own!" said the nanny a little forcefully. She didn't allow Abigail to meet her mother, as her master told her so."I want to eat with Mom!""No way! I mean ... No way, Miss. Your father will pick you up soon, please eat first then meet him."Abigail whined and refused her nanny's advances. She insisted on meeting her mother and then finishing her food.Abigail hasn't seen her mother for some time. She wanted to embrace her mother again, hear her voice, and feel the warmth of her mother's love that she had not felt for a long time.However, her mother was now lying weak in a room far away in the Pavilion. The old madam was almost helpless and was just waiting for the rest of her life.Of course, t
The tip of the dagger was bent. No one would have expected that a sharp dagger could change its shape like that."No-no!" the servant cried out. She was very confused. How could Arren's stomach, which should have been stained with blood, bend the dagger without any effort?In a decisive moment, the dagger had undergone plastic deformation, like a metal dance changing its shape without being able to return to its original state."W-what's happening?" The servant wondered with trembling hands. Arren just smiled triumphantly. Her opponent had been thoroughly defeated without calculation."I anticipated this, Lesel," Arren said with a proud face.Yes. Lesel. It turned out she was Esme's henchman who was so eager to take her life."H-how did you know?"Arren immediately tore the tulle fabric covering her stomach. There was a shiny accessory there. A steel belt."W-what?"At first, the rumble and vibration were indeed felt by Lesel. She didn't expect that the collision between the dagger and
The blonde servant pursed her lips, while the black-haired one kept staring straight ahead."Fine!" she replied somewhat annoyed, but indeed their plan must not be ruined."I'll keep watch around. You need to get ready soon.""Okay."The two suspicious servants then continued their secret mission. There wasn't much for them to do except find their target and carry out their revenge."It seems he's on the west balcony. Wait for my signal, we'll launch the attack soon!""Okay!"***The atmosphere of the banquet was still lively with the melodious music playing softly in the background. Some guests enjoyed it while dining, while others continued chatting. Arren and Leon seemed happy as they greeted the guests present."It seems... I feel stifled," Arren whispered to Leon. This pregnancy made her easily tired and also felt hot all the time."Do you want to leave this place?" Leon asked, wrapping his arm around his wife's waist."Yes," Arren replied weakly."Let's go, then," said Leon, affe
Ava's eyes sparkled with happiness. She nodded eagerly and hugged Arren in return. "Thank you, Aunt!"Ava didn't expect that her birthday would be celebrated with a special feast, even though the feast wasn't specifically held for her."You're welcome, Ava!" Arren replied in kind. She was happy to cheer up her little friend who seemed down and lacking in spirit due to the absence of her parents."We have to go, Ava. This is for you," said Leon as he handed over a wrapped gift box with a purple ribbon on top."W-what's this, Sir?" Ava asked, surprised and delighted. She didn't expect to receive a gift from Mr. Leon on a day that wasn't her birthday."Consider it an installment gift," Leon joked, chuckling softly."Ahaha! Thank you so much!" exclaimed Ava as she opened the gift wrap. Inside was a brown fur teddy bear. "So cute!" Ava exclaimed happily. Arren and Leon were pleased to see her reaction.Shortly afterward, they really had to leave as there was something they needed to ensure
After some time in the hospital, Arren was finally allowed to go home. There were no signs of danger or contraindications from the treatment she received."Thank you, Doctor. I feel much healthier," Arren said after the doctor visited her for the last time."You're welcome, Madam. I'm glad you've recovered without difficulty."Doctors Freddy and Josh watched Arren leave with relieved hearts. Finally, their worries were gone. Arren was truly free from the danger that threatened her life.***On the way home, Leon kept staring at Arren with uncertain feelings. He was truly happy with his wife's recovery, but there was something that worried him."Are you sure about your plan? I don't want to put you in danger again, Darling!" Leon exclaimed, not wanting to endanger his wife anymore."There's no other way. We can do it, Darling!" Arren said firmly with strong determination.Leon sighed deeply. He couldn't prevent his wife's stubbornness. "Promise me, you'll stick to our plan.""Yes, Darli
"Sir! You're mistaken!" the nurse exclaimed, holding Leon's arm to prevent him from punching the doctor."What?!" Leon turned to the nurse. He was exhausted and couldn't tolerate any more mistakes from the doctor that would result in his children being born with defects."You misunderstood, Sir!""Yes, that's right!""Your children are fine, Sir."The voices of the nurse and doctor echoed. Leon lowered his fist and looked towards Dr. Freddy, who seemed to be breathing a sigh of relief."Tell me, Doctor! What happened to my wife and my children?!" Leon demanded, still full of anger.Before the doctor could answer, Arren's faint voice could be heard behind the nurse standing by the bed."Le—on…" she called softly."Arren!" Leon pushed aside the nurses covering his wife's presence. "Arren!" Leon approached Arren, tears streaming down his face. "Are you... awake?" he asked, gently caressing his wife's forehead."Uh huh," Arren replied weakly. "What happened? Why does it seem crowded here?"
Leon gripped Arren's hand tightly as they rushed to the hospital. Anxiety and worry consumed him. For some reason, Leon had a bad feeling."Driver! Faster!" Leon commanded as he saw Arren grimacing in pain, cold sweat dripping from her forehead and body, Arren's breaths were labored."Yes, Sir!"The driver immediately accelerated the car, doing his best to balance the increasingly speeding vehicle. He was truly worried that the young lady was suffering from an extraordinary ailment."Arren, hold on," Leon pleaded, continuing to comfort Arren with hugs and handholds."Argh, Leon..." Arren groaned as if enduring excruciating pain. Not just in his stomach, but throughout her body."We're almost there!" The driver signaled. Leon was so anxious. He nodded and prepared to take Arren to the emergency room as soon as they arrived at the hospital.Finally, after driving for some time, they arrived at the hospital."Doctor! Doctor!" Leon carried Arren to the ER, where everyone watched them with
Lora was successfully evacuated, and everyone was overjoyed. However, there was a strangeness apparent to her. Arren even noticed it. "Le-Leon...," she called out as Lora approached her.An unfamiliar scent emanated from Lora's body. It made Arren extremely nauseous."Ugh!" Arren vomited. He couldn't contain the overwhelming nausea."Darling!" Leon exclaimed in alarm. What was happening to his wife?"Le-Leon... Lora's... scent... it's very... unpleasant," she murmured as she nestled into her husband's embrace. Leon immediately caught Arren, who had almost fallen earlier. Now, his beloved wife was in a swoon."What scent?" Leon tried to sharpen his sense of smell. Indeed, he smelled something foreign and pungent, like the scent of lead. "Lora, come closer to me!"Leon tried to inhale the scent more deeply. Lora's heart, of course, was in turmoil. But the girl had already linked herself to William. Now, Mr. Leon was no longer the man who dominated her heart."Just wait a moment."With mo
Laurens's shout almost made Mrs. Dolores's heart jump out. "Oh, God!" The middle-aged woman then ran following Laurens's footsteps as he moved toward the field area."Leon! Let's follow them!" Arren exclaimed, following Mrs. Dolores's lead to her daughter's supposedly accident site. Leon followed Arren after ensuring Mrs. Dolores's house was securely closed.Arriving at the field, they were surprised to find Lora in a gaping hole. The hole, with rough soil around it, resembled a dug hole."Ouch!" Lora groaned in pain. Several wounds were visible on her knees and arms. "Mom! Help me!" she cried, tears streaming down her face."Oh, God! Lora! What happened to you?!" Mrs. Dolores trembled. "Laurens! Do something for your sister!" she ordered her son, who also seemed confused."I was just running, then... suddenly I fell in here! Huhu!" Lora continued to cry in pain.Arren and Leon had just arrived, as did the villagers who heard Laurens's shouts nearby."Get a rope!" Leon shouted, rolling
"Lora!" Arren called out, waving her hand. Lora just nodded her head, not returning the gesture of the young miss.Laurens felt uneasy. He elbowed Lora's ribs a little roughly. "Be polite, Lora!" he scolded his younger sister.Lora just snorted and turned away. She then ran off home without saying goodbye, without uttering a word.Arren, who was quite far from them, looked puzzled. However, she didn't dwell on it too much. There were many villagers waiting to talk to her."So, how will you develop our village, Miss Leader?" asked a middle-aged man who seemed to be struggling to find work.Arren just smiled and gave a brief answer. She didn't want to make empty promises. Arren would surely do her best. "You must be patient but diligent. When the village programs are finally implemented, I hope the villagers will truly make the most of them.""Thank you, Miss Leader! We will definitely do that!"Leon looked proud of Arren's gentle yet firm attitude. Arren could indeed be a good leader, l