“Can you believe it, Antonio apologized sincerely to me."
Elizabeth cuts into her thoughts and smiled faintly.
Her heart swelling with pride and hope.
“What?”
Courtney snapped in a whisper.
Grandma Elizabeth nodded as they continued down the hall.
The guards bowed when they walked past the hallway. Courtney didn't ignore to notice the new improvement in Antonio's mansion.
The walls were adorned with portraits of Angela.
“He misses her badly, I never thought Antonio could feel such strong emotions”.
Courtney said, reacting to those pictures on the wall.
“Angela has no idea what she has done to my little fox, and to me… I really wish I could see her again”.
Mama Elizabeth replied.
"Of course Grandma she is out there so
Doris helped Angela gather essential belongings, moving swiftly yet quietly to avoid drawing attention.“Now the kids”.Doris said.Angela nodded and walked towards the twin's bedroom.In the soft glow of dawn filtering through the curtains, Angela gently shook Liya and Lia awake. The twins stirred, blinking sleepily as they sat up in their beds, rubbing their eyes.“Good morning, my darlings,” Angela whispered, her voice warm and soothing.Lia yawned, stretching her arms above her head. “Good morning”.“Good morning, Angela, I missed you last night”.Liya said sadly hugging her stuffed animal which Doris had gifted them, the night before.“I am so sorry, honey, and you two sweethearts”.Angela kissed each of them on their forehead and sat on the edge of the bed, her gaze tender as she looked at both girls. “Forgiven me yet?”The twins nodded with a smile.Doris entered the room.“Oh my pumpkins, you are awake”.She bellowed in delight.“Good morning, Aunt Doris”.“I hope my princes
“What's happening? Not now grandma please not now”.Courtney said in her mind,as her heart raced faster than ever.They arrived at Grandma Elizabeth’s room.Courtney’s breath hitched in her throat as she hurried to her grandmother’s side.Who was lying there, pale and motionless.She gently shook her hand. “Nonna, please, wake up,” she pleaded, her voice cracking.She didn't move an eye lid.“Come on grandma,please I am begging you,you were perfectly fine last night.. please”.Courtney sobbed but she remained motionless.Courtney turned to the maids, panic rising in her chest with tears flooding her face. “Get Dr Norman here immediately,” she ordered.The maids nodded and quickly left to carry out her instructions. Courtney took Grandma Elizabeth’s cold hand, holding it tightly as she willed her to wake up.“Please, Nonna, please,” she whispered, as tears continued flooding down her face.“Who did you leave Antonio to? What will he do if he gets to hear this…We need you now”.Minut
Antonio's fists flew with a fury that left the guards staggering and disoriented, their bodies crumpling under his relentless blows. None of them fought back.They won't dare.The maids, witnessing the terrifying scene, huddled together in fear, their faces pale and eyes wide, praying that his rage won't be transferred to them.As Courtney and the maids who informed her about Antonio neared the scene, the sounds of Antonio's rage on the helpless guards grew louder and louder.The sickening thud of fists meeting flesh, the loud grunts of pain from the guards, coupled with the harsh, ragged breathing of the angry fox consumed by grief and anger. Finally, they got to the place, the other maids in the room wore an expression of relief as soon as they saw her.“Lady Courtney!”They ran behind her using her for a shield.“Antonio…”.Courtney whispered, her eyes glistening wet, seeing him like that was more heartbreaking.She had always judged him whenever he went wild but this time she ca
“I'm so sorry sir,” he said quietly, his voice tinged with sorrow. “We couldn't save her. She… she passed away a few moments ago, she was poisoned…”.The words hung in the air, heavy, and suffocating. Antonio stood frozen, his mind struggling to process the devastating truth. The room seemed to tilt, the walls closing in around him. The doctor closed his eyes expecting a hit, something, anything, but there was no single sound heard.He slowly opened his eyes to see Antonio walking towards his grandma's bed.The doctors and nurses immediately exit the bedside like a water splash“Poison?”He asked…“Yes…yes sir”.Why will anyone poison Grandma Elizabeth, and what could they aim to achieve with it?“No…”Antonio chuckled slowly.His grandmother, the one person who could calm his storms, who had been his anchor, was gone.“You are joking”.He laughed out loudly.The nurses lowered their heads, crying silently.Suddenly, a loud guttural cry of anguish tore from his throat, a raw, primal
“Summon all the maids who attended to my grandmother's chambers! Every last one of them! I want them here, now!”The guards scrambled to obey, rushing out of the room to fetch the maids. Antonio's eyes blazed with a fierce intensity, his mind racing with suspicion and anger. Who among them had betrayed Montero's trust? Who had poisoned grandmother?The maids arrived, their faces were pale and frightened.Antonio's gaze swept over them like a storm.“This is all of them?”His voice came loudly.“We caught some of them sneaking out of Montero's Mansion, my Lord”.One of the guards answered.“I see, you want to run away, huh?”He smirked at them.“No…no, young master, please forgive us”.The maid chorused as they shook their heads continuously, unable to make eye contact, their body trembling. “Which one of you did it?” he growled, his voice low and menacing. “Which one of you dared to harm my grandmother?”The maids trembled, their eyes darting nervously at each other. “N-no one, m
Angela stepped off the plane with a deep breath, feeling the cool air of Japan against her skin. The twins, Liya and Lia, bounded ahead with the energy only ten-year-olds could muster after a long flight. Angela kept a close eye on them as they navigated through the bustling airport.“Stay close, girls,” she called, adjusting her bag on her shoulder. They were here at last.After passing through customs and retrieving their luggage, Angela led the way to the taxi stand. She felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. Doris had assured her that staying with her friend, Yuki, would be a smooth transition, but Angela couldn't get rid of her lingering anxiety.Most especially, she can't stop thinking about her brother each time she sees a random energetic teenage boy “Girls, wait! That's our taxi”.Angela called the twins running around as she saw a man with a board sign with her name written on it.The twins ran towards the man before she could get there.“Hello, I am Angela…sorry I
Antonio was sitting in the police car,,he had plans of course but his mind can't seem to process why Diana's death was linked to him. And also that video of Angela. She had testified against him being a monster and trying to kill her.Also Jace?She mentioned that Jace is dead!What the fuck happened?Is this just empty accusations to get rid of him?Why would she go this far?Was she threatened?How did they get the video?Is her brother really dead?Is she okay after that video?Alot was running in his mind,but all his instincts were pointing at Damon.He is the one behind it all. However Antonio promised himself that he will get to the bottom of this.As the police car veered off the expected route. Antonio's attention was drawn back to reality.Glancing out the window, he realized they were heading in the opposite direction from the supposed police station.His patience snapped. Heleaned forward, his voice sharp with anger, "Where are you taking me? This isn't the way to the st
However before Damon could act, the faint rumble of engines grew louder, cutting through the stillness like a thunderclap on the horizon. Damon’s eyes flickered with shock as he glanced toward the source of the noise.Suddenly, the area was flooded with the roaring sound of power bikes and sleek, black cars. One by one, they emerged from the surrounding woods, forming a circle around the helicopter and Damon’s men. The vehicles skidded to a halt, their engines purring menacingly, and doors swung open in unison. Antonio’s mafia men stepped out, each one a figure of lethal precision, clad in sharp suits and dark shades. The sunlight glinted off the weapons they carried with practiced ease—automatic rifles, handguns, and more. Their presence was a stark contrast to Damon’s men, who were now visibly shaken, their earlier confidence wavering in the face of the overwhelming force that had just arrived.The men on power bikes circled the area like vultures, their engines growling as the