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GRAYSON'S POVI glanced at my watch. The kids' closing time was approaching, and I knew I needed to be there. A grin played on my lips at the thought of that prick Raymond not showing his face today. I picked up my phone and called Sylvia.“Hi,” she answered, her voice a bit hurried.“Hey,” I replied.“I’m sorry, do you need something? I’m about to pick up the kids,” she said.“That’s why I’m calling. I’m on my way to pick them up,” I said.“Oh, really?” she sounded surprised.“Way to sound surprised,” I teased.“No, it’s just that I didn’t think you still wanted to,” she said.“I told you earlier that it’s something I want to do,” I reminded her.There was a pause on her end before she spoke again. “Look, Grayson, the kids have been through a lot. I have been through a lot. I don’t want someone in their lives that they get attached to who might disappear at a moment’s notice.”“Do you really think that of me? Sylvia, I feel a connection with these kids, and I won’t do that to them,”
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GRAYSON'S POVAs we drove, I kept stealing glances at them, my heart aching for Zendaya. I wanted to find a way to connect with her, to let her know that she could trust me and lean on me. I was determined to be there for them, no matter what.We pulled into a small ice cream parlor, and I turned to the backseat. “How about some chocolate fudge sundaes?”Zenith’s eyes lit up a little. “Okay.”Zendaya shrugged again but didn’t protest. I took that as a small victory.Inside the parlor, I let them pick whatever they wanted. Zenith chose a colorful sundae with sprinkles and gummy bears, while Zendaya quietly picked a simple chocolate cone. We sat at a small table by the window, and I watched as they slowly ate their treats.“So, how was school today, besides... what happened?” I asked, trying to steer the conversation to a more positive note.Zenith shrugged. “It was okay, I guess.”Zendaya remained silent, licking her ice cream without much interest. I racked my brain for something to s
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SLYVIA POVI was just walking out of my room, having just changed out of my work clothes, when I heard the kids' voices approaching the door. They rang the bell just as I reached it. "Mummy!" they shouted, their faces lighting up when they saw me. I hugged them tightly, feeling their little bodies vibrate with excitement.They rushed inside, laughing and playing with each other as they ran to their room. "Careful not to fall!" I called after them, smiling at their energy. As they disappeared down the hallway, Grayson walked in."Hi," I said, closing the door behind him."Hi," he replied, a warm smile on his face."Thank you for bringing the kids," I said gratefully."Sylvia, I already told you, you don't have to thank me," he said, brushing off my gratitude."Still," I insisted, "I appreciate it."He paused, then said, "Umm, the kids were being picked on today as I was about to bring them home.""Oh God, not again," I groaned, touching my head with my palm. "I really thought this scho
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ALICE'S POV"Mr. Marlon, you’ve got to be out of your mind to call me like this without the designated time I gave you. What the hell is this?" I lashed out as I paced back and forth."Sorry, ma'am, but Grayson heard us picking on Zenith and Zendaya," Mr. Marlon said, his voice trembling."You fool, how could you let that happen?" I shouted, opening my room door and quickly closing it behind me to avoid any unwanted ears listening in on my schemes."It was a mistake. We didn’t see him coming," he stammered."Shut up, you idiot. I paid you more money than your poverty-stricken eyes have ever seen in your entire life, rented you an apartment in Manhattan, and paid for your children’s fees to go to that expensive school. I just needed you to do one thing for me: get your kids to make Sylvia's kids' lives a living hell so she'd move back to LA. And you failed, you useless buffoon," I sneered."Ma'am, it won’t happen again, I promise," he pleaded."Of course not. I’m withdrawing every bene
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ALICE'S POVAs William stepped out of my room, I heard Jocelia’s voice. "Where's Alice? Is she back yet?""Yeah, she's inside," William replied."Get inside, we have things to discuss," she said, her tone urgent. They both entered my room, and I could see the determination on Jocelia’s face."Alice, we’ve got to talk about how to evict Sylvia," she said without preamble."Have you found out where she's staying?" I asked, sitting up straighter."Yes, I have," Jocelia confirmed. "And I also found out where her company is renting space. I asked around and got the details."I nodded, feeling a mix of relief and anticipation. "Good. So, what's the plan?"Jocelia sat down on the edge of the bed, pulling out a small notebook. "We need to apply pressure from multiple angles. First, we can start with her lease. If we can convince her landlord that she's a problem tenant, maybe we can get her evicted.""How do we do that?" William asked, leaning against the doorframe."We spread rumors," Joceli
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GRAYSON'S POVPaul pulled the car up to the driveway, and I stepped out, the gravel crunching under my shoes. As I walked towards the house, my mind was still on the events of the day. That encounter with the Marlons had left a bad taste in my mouth, and I wasn’t going to let it slide.I reached for my phone and dialed Stewart’s number as I made my way to my room. He picked up on the second ring.“Grayson,” he answered, his voice crisp and professional.“Stewart, I need you to look into a family. The Marlons. They just enrolled their kids at Zenith and Zendaya’s school. I want everything you can find on them. Financials, legal issues, personal details—everything. And I need it fast.”“Understood,” Stewart replied without missing a beat. “I’ll get on it right away and report back as soon as I have something.”“Thanks, Stewart.” I ended the call, feeling a bit more at ease knowing Stewart was on the case.I pushed open the door to my room, the familiar space bringing a momentary sense o
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GRAYSON’S POVI glanced at her briefly, nodding in acknowledgment, but didn't say anything. My thoughts were elsewhere."You seem distracted," she continued, her tone probing."I'm just thinking about some work stuff," I replied, turning back to the TV.Alice sighed and took a seat at the table across from me. "You know, Grayson, you should really take some time to relax. All this stress isn't good for you."I gave a noncommittal grunt, my attention still on the news ticker scrolling across the screen. Alice's attempts at small talk were as transparent as glass. She had her own agenda, and I wasn't in the mood to play along.Maria placed a steaming plate of food in front of me. "Here you go, Mr. Grayson. I hope you enjoy it.""Thanks, Maria," I said, giving her a genuine smile. The food looked delicious, but my appetite was dulled by the weight of my concerns.As I took a bite, my phone buzzed on the table. I picked it up, hoping it was Stewart with some news. But it was just a notifi
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SLYVIA'S POVI eyed the young lady sitting on my living room sofa. She seemed nervous, but she was trying her best to appear confident. I had to be thorough; this was about my children, after all."Have you any criminal record?" I asked, watching her closely."Criminal record?" She looked a bit startled."Yes, DUI charges, battery, theft, you know what I mean," I clarified."No, ma'am, I don't," she replied firmly."And you say you are good with children?" I continued."Yes, ma'am. Children absolutely adore me, and I have never had any bad reviews from my past clients. Their numbers are right there on my résumé," she said, handing over a neatly typed sheet.I glanced over it. Her references seemed solid, but I needed to know more. "So what made you apply for the job?" I asked."I go to NYU on a scholarship, and I figured babysitting would help me with enough money to stay afloat because the scholarship is certainly not enough in this economy. I don't want to take a student loan and en
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GRAYSON'S POVI stood in front of the mirror, struggling to get my tie just right. No matter how many times I adjusted it, it wouldn’t stay in place. The knot seemed to mock my efforts, slipping just out of reach of perfection. As I fumbled with the silk, I felt Sylvia’s presence behind me. Her gentle touch on my shoulders was a comforting contrast to my frustration.“Let me help,” she said softly. Her hands moved with practiced ease, guiding the tie into place. I felt her warmth as she adjusted the fabric, smoothing it down and securing it. When she finished, she gave a reassuring pat on my shoulders. Her eyes, usually so full of confidence, held a hint of worry. I could tell she was anxious about the upcoming meeting, about what this day might bring.“It’ll be okay,” I said, turning to face her. “Everything’s going to be fine.”Sylvia gave me a small, but hopeful smile. Her hands lingered for a moment before she leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to my lips. I kissed her back, trying
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SYLVIA'S POVThe night sky was a canvas of flickering lights as I stood there, taking in the beauty of it all. The warm, balmy air of Rio wrapped around me like a comforting blanket, and the sound of music and laughter filled the air. It was a perfect night, a celebration of everything we had worked so hard to achieve. The lighters—thousands of them—filled the sky, their soft glow reflecting the joy and camaraderie that had blossomed within this community.I spotted Grayson on the dance floor, moving with a rhythm and grace that made me smile. He was in his element, completely at ease with the people around him, people who had once been strangers but had now become like family to us. I watched him for a moment, content to observe, to bask in the happiness that radiated from him.But then, as if sensing my gaze, Grayson turned and caught my eye. A mischievous grin spread across his face as he began to make his way toward me. I knew what was coming before he even reached me."No, no, no
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ALICE'S POVAs I leaned back in my office chair, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as I signed off on yet another large sum of money being transferred to one of my offshore accounts. It had become a routine by now—a safety net I’d meticulously built over the past year, in case things ever went south. With each transfer, I felt a little more secure, a little more prepared for any surprises that might arise.It had been over a year since anyone had seen or heard from Grayson, Sylvia, or her children. They had vanished without a trace, leaving behind a wake of speculation and rumors. I had my theories about what happened, of course. Perhaps they were hiding, licking their wounds after the disaster that was Sylvia’s trial. Or maybe, just maybe, they were plotting their return, waiting for the perfect moment to strike back. That last thought always sent a chill down my spine, but I quickly dismissed it. They had been gone too long, and I had taken too many precautions to wor
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SYLVIA'S POVI stood in the living room, my eyes locked on the bags Grayson had packed for us. They just sat there, lifeless and heavy, like the weight pressing down on my heart. This wasn’t how I imagined our lives would turn out—sneaking away in the dead of night as if we were fugitives. But this wasn’t about starting fresh anymore; it was about survival, about protecting my children from Alice and Konrad. Grayson had made it clear: we had to leave, and we had to leave now.I paced back and forth, anxiety gnawing at me with every passing second. Where were my children? They should have been here by now. My mind raced, pushing away the worst-case scenarios that kept creeping in. What if something had gone wrong? What if we were already too late?A hand touched my shoulder, pulling me from my spiraling thoughts. I turned to see Raymond standing there, his expression calm, yet concerned. “They’ll be fine,” he said, his voice steady, trying to reassure me.I nodded, even though I wasn’t
