New chapter here. I apologize again for the late update. Hope you enjoy..😊
Phoebe’s POV: Lately, I’d been receiving strange calls, but whenever I tried to call back, I couldn’t connect. I pushed those thoughts aside due to Jonathan and Eric’s games. Today seemed no different until the caller said something that caught me off guard. “Hello,” he repeated. “I can hear you,” I responded. He sighed, relieved that I was listening. I was too stunned to speak further. When I noticed Eric staring at me, I forced a smile. “I know this sounds strange and suspicious, but I’m telling the truth. I shouldn’t be contacting you. I have no right, but I need to talk to you. When I found out you were Daisy’s daughter, I realized you were also my daughter,” he suddenly paused. “Phoebe, are you listening?” he asked. I was in shock. My body tensed. Who was this man, boldly claiming to be my father? I questioned myself. My father was supposed to have died long ago, so why was someone making such a claim? “Phoebe!” he called again, knowing my name and my mother’s. It
Eric’s POV I was startled after opening the envelope; the letter was vivid and accurate. It was a clear indication that someone knows something about the accident that led to my parents' death. I gripped the edges of the letter and slammed it on the table. I knew I might get my hopes up, but it never hurts to try again. "Andrew, it seems someone knows more about my parents' death than I expected," I said. He seemed confused. He drew closer and signaled for me to give him the letter. I sighed and handed it over. His eyes widened in surprise, and I nodded. "It’s been so long; I nearly gave up, and now this," I muttered. He shook his head. "Boss, do you think the person is being honest?" "I don’t know. He or she added their location, so they are probably not joking around." "Should we inform Grandfather and Grandmother?" "Of course not, Andrew. What if it’s another scam?" "Yeah, I apologize." "I will go and meet him or her." "But—" "I know what you are worried about, but i
Eric’s POV I arrived at the location set by the person who sent the letter. It wasn’t what I expected. Strangely it felt familiar. I arrived early in order not to be ambushed. Not that it’s matters but I couldn’t risk it. A bakery shop with few customers. I wondered if they actually had customers. I sat and scanned the place, for any strange occurrences. Andrew was on standby even though I insisted for him not to bother. Checked on my watch, the person was running late. It was getting annoying. I kept sighing while I waited. Suddenly someone hugged me from behind and whispered. “I miss you Eric” I was startled for a moment, but realizing who it was made furious. “Racheal! Get off me now!” I raised my voice. She lets go and took her seat. “You are do cold, you need to tone down your temper. “You are the one who wrote the letter to me now,” I chuckled. “You must be playing tricks on me. Were you that desperate to get my attention” I provoked her. She didn’
Roxie’s POV I was startled when he suddenly said he had something to say. For a moment, I felt a sting in my stomach. Usually, when I feel that way, it only means trouble. “Go on. I will be the judge of that,” I sternly stated. He gulped. A bead of sweat escaped his cheek. He must be struggling with himself. What could possibly be the case for him to look so pale and anxious? “I used to work with the Hongs.” My eyes widened in surprise. He used to work with the Hongs? What a twist of fate. “What?” “Yeah, my company and theirs worked closely for years, but something happened. They started doubting me.” “What happened?” “The youngest brother thought I was dealing in illegal stuff.” “Maybe he had proof.” My words triggered a sad expression on his face. “Are you doubting me too?” he softly asked. “Sorry if I sounded like I was doubting you, but I was just speculating.” He sighed. “I wasn’t. I used to have dealings with his older brother, but I felt I couldn’t trust him. So
Phoebe’s POV I quickly got into a taxi and drove straight to Eric’s house. For some odd reason, i felt he needed me. The drive took longer than I expected. I tried calling his phone but it was off. Andrew wasn’t picking up either. I had already spoken to Jonathan. His tone wasn’t what I was expecting. The moment I got out of the taxi, I ran as fast as I could. Couldn’t wait for the gate ID to capture my face. The alarm went off, but I didn’t bother looking back. I ran passed Andrew and the other bodyguard, who ran towards the gate. I barged into Eric’s room. He wasn’t himself. His head was down facing the table before him. With both his hands holding the tips of the table. “Eric!” I called out his name. He turned. His face messed up by his tears. I hated to see him like this. I felt a sting in my chest. It was an unbearable pain. The man I loved was in pain. “E-Eric” My words were cut short when he pulled me into a tight hug. I felt his tears on my shoulders. He mu
Chang’s Apartment 🎶 Long live the faithful heart 🎶 Long live the kind heart 🎶 Everyone should be happy in their world 🎶 Wash away the pain and sadness away. 🎶 You can find happiness in yourself 🎶 Don’t bother looking elsewhere 🎶 It’ll be okay if you just hold on. “Wow, Chang, you’ve improved so much,” Dylan praised Chang. “Well, I’m preparing for our next tour,” he revealed. “What? It’s months away!” “There’s nothing wrong with preparing ahead of time.” “Yeah, yeah,” Dylan agreed. “It seems your brother and your father are paying more attention to you now,” Dylan suddenly said. Chang smiled. “Yeah. I think my brother is probably in a good mood since he’s with the person he loves the most.” “Huh!” Dylan exclaimed. A soft laugh escaped his lips. “It’s nothing for you to concern yourself with.” “Nah, you just don’t want to spill the beans.” Chang chuckled. “Anyways, what about you and Miss Yoon Eum?” “What about us?” “Man, you know what I’m talking about.” “I
Eric’s POV It's been a few days since I discovered Uncle Ben’s involvement in my parents' deaths. It was quite fortunate that I survived, but I couldn’t shake the thought that my own uncle could kill his brother. Why? What drove him to do it? Wasn't his treatment of me similar to how Philip and Chang treated me? Did this mean I had to be even more careful with Philip and Chang? And what about Phoebe and her family? Would they be in danger too? These thoughts haunted me. I couldn’t sleep with Phoebe out of the house. Her stubbornness sometimes irritated me, yet it was one of the reasons I fell for her. I hadn’t visited my grandparents in a while, and now it would be even more difficult since I didn’t know what I would do if I ever saw Uncle Ben. Andrew was helping me investigate who was involved in the accident. Twenty years ago, the police reported it as an accident. But how could I call it an accident when my body was discovered more than a foot away from the nearly un
Roxie's POV We arrived at an isolated area. There was nothing to trace back to where I was, if I ever make it out of here alive. They were smarter than I had anticipated. Mr. Meyers was right. I should have ran for it when I had the chance. But it was too late now. I could careless what they would do to me but… My thoughts were interrupted when the tall and bald man seated next to me , tapped my shoulder. Drawing my attention. “Get out” he ordered. I sniffed and glared at him. “Don’t boss me around, I will get out anyways” He chuckled at my response. I finally got out of the car and scanned the place well but improved fruitless. The two drew closer to each other and spoke in a different language. It was mandarin or Korean. It was a different language, it didn’t matter which language anyways. I still wouldn’t understand a thing. Suddenly a call came through. The bald man picked his phone and answered. He nodded and came to grab both my hands. “Hey w-what do you think you a