Knock, knock. Huh? What was that? Sherry forcefully opened her exhausted eyes and the first thing she saw was darkness. She was lying down on the living room floor, and the noise seemed to be coming from under the wall behind the living room. Had she not been lying down, she would not have heard the noise. The noise continued. She frowned. She mustered her strength and crawled over. It took her a while to get close enough to the source, but the noise stopped. While she tried to wrap her head around the situation, a beam of light shone through the window and landed on her face. Sherry instinctively covered her eyes with her hand. The beam of light shone for quite a while before a helpless sigh sounded. “Sis, it has just been two months since we met. What got you into this state?” …There were almost no cars on the road in the suburbs. The silver MPV cruised smoothly on the road and returned home shortly after. The car continued driving on the main avenue in th
Julie took a deep breath and strode into Madam Stockton’s room. There was only one lamp on in the room, and the windows were shut tight. No one outside could see what was happening inside. Caprice should have left with Queenie, so only Madam Stockton was alone in the room. She had the oxygen mask over her face and she looked paler, seemingly weaker than before. Julie went closer to her and looked at her. “Mother, don’t blame me. I am doing this for your own good.” She bent over and continued with a vicious grin, “Rather than hanging on a thread, why don’t I send you to the afterlife? Am I right?” As soon as her words subsided, she put on a pair of rubber gloves and stripped the oxygen mask off Madam Stockton’s face. Her hands were slightly shaking while she held the oxygen mask in the air. Her eyes stared at Madam Stockton. After a while, nothing changed. Madam Stockton looked as pale and weak as before, but there were no signs that she had passed. Some confusion and hesi
Emerence stood at the door to prevent Julie from escaping. John walked to the bed and stared at Julie with a grim gaze. “Why?” Julie had never heard of or seen his terrifying side. Her body trembled violently as she cried out loudly, “J-John, I-I didn’t… I didn’t… It’s not what it seems…” Queenie helped her mother up and then shouted at Julie, “We were already outside when you came into the room. We saw everything!” When Emerence told her that Julie tried to harm her mother, she refused to believe it. Even when her mother woke up and told her that Julie was a vicious woman, she still refused to believe it. Now that she saw it with her own eyes, she felt betrayed. Her eyes were bloodshot. She shouted, “Mom never treated you badly. Why did you try to kill her?” Julie stuttered, “I-I really didn’t try to kill her. I thought she wasn’t going to wake up, and when she woke up, I thought I was hallucinating, so I was just trying to confirm if she was alive.” Queenie continued, “
A gleam of horror flashed past Julie’s eyes. Before she could say something to distract them, Emerence jabbed a finger at her and proclaimed, "Because she messed with the brakes!" Julie stammered as she spoke, “I-I didn’t! I didn't even know there was a problem with the brakes!" "Hmph." Emerence snorted with disdain, “You went running to Madam as soon as you saw Ms. Sherry taking Ms. Caprice with her. If it weren’t for you, Madam would not have been as agitated as she was and tried to chase after Ms. Fowler herself! It was you who orchestrated the entire thing. You tampered with the brake ahead of time!” Julie protested, “What do you mean I orchestrated the entire thing? How was I supposed to know that Sherry would take Caprice with her?” “I don’t know why Ms. Fowler took Ms. Caprice away, but one thing I am sure of is that you were behind it in one way or another! If I had to guess, you already saw it coming from a mile away. That’s why you told Mia to keep an eye on Sh
John turned to Mia. "Tell me, what did she make you do?” Mia swiped a glance at Julie, then turned back to John with an unnerved look. “Master Stockton, would you promise to not lay a finger on my family if I told you everything?” John agreed, “I promise to not hurt your family.” Mia took a deep breath and began her confession, “Madam has made me do many things for her that I can’t even keep count of. Those pictures of you that you see in the secret room and those wax figures? I was the one who made them for her.” John frowned. “What did she have you do for her recently?” Recently? Mia racked her mind and began spilling her secrets, “After you took Ms. Fowler back home, she has been trying to come up with some ways to get Ms. Fowler to leave you for good. At first, she went about it by trying to sow conflict between Ms. Fowler and Madam Stockton, hoping that Madam Stockton would get upset with her and try to boot her out of the house. At one point, Ms. Julie found out
John sensed something disastrous had happened, so he quickly pulled the phone out of his pocket. His phone just happened to ring as soon as he pulled it out. It was a call from his bodyguards entrusted to keep an eye on Sherry. The tips of his finger trembled as he answered the call. The bodyguard's voice sounded incredibly anxious, and John already knew what this was going to be about. “Master Stockton, this isn’t good! There’s a forest fire! It spread way too fast for us to react. The entire house is burning now!’ John asked frantically, "Where is Sherry? Tell me where she is right now!” The bodyguard’s voice was quivering, “Ms. Fowler is inside the house, but the fire is too big. The entire forest is burning by this point. We can’t get in there to save her!” “What do you mean you can’t get inside?! Can’t you run in through the garden?!” "We tried to rescue her, but the water source is cut off and the area around the water tank is burning, so we can’t fix the wat
Sherry stared at the passing scenery outside the window and broke the silence at last, "Carl, I thought you went back to Coastrock. Why are you here and how did you know I was here?” Carl smacked his lips and answered, "You just suddenly disappeared for so many days. Even your assistant could not get in touch with you. That made me curious and worried, so I decided to investigate what was going on. You might have mercilessly dumped me, but I will always remember what you’ve done for me, so I came back for you.” He continued to drive and suddenly mentioned, "As for how I found you, well, let’s just say I’m smarter than I look.” "Heh." Sherry chuckled. Carl relaxed when he saw how he had made Sherry laugh, then he said, “Well, it wasn’t so hard actually. I heard about Madam Stockton getting into an accident and figured that you had to be involved somehow, so I went from there and figured out that John must have had you locked up again. I did some digging and got a list of all
The fire raged on for the entire day. If not for the miraculous rain, it might have consumed the entire forest. Alas, the rain put an end to it. What was once a beautiful display of nature, an endless stretch of lush and thick blankets of greenery were now burned away, leaving behind only large and gray husks of tree trunks and piles of ashes blanketing the ground. It was still drizzling. The firefighters made one last final round of the area as unauthorized vehicles were still not granted entry into the sectioned ring. A tall figure of a man stood directly in front of the barrier, overlooking the burned remnants of the forest. In just one day, he looked like he had lost a considerable amount of weight. He seemed frail and defeated. A pair of empty eyes concealed behind the lens of his glasses stared blankly at nothing in particular. After a lengthy investigation, several firefighters stepped out from amidst the smoldering forest and approached the barrier. One of
She was her usual self in every aspect. She put her heart into her job and never started trouble so long as nobody tried to start trouble with her. The crew cycled through their locations during their shoot. The constant travel made her skin break out slightly, but there were no other concerns otherwise. The shoot progressed very smoothly and within three months, they managed to wrap up everything at the mountainous region previously mentioned. It was nearly evening when they wrapped up the shoot. Holding a bouquet in hand, she took a group picture with the crew and celebrated with everyone. After that, she planned to hitch a ride with another crew member and leave for home. To their demise, some men in uniform who claimed to be the road maintenance technicians showed up to break the bad news to them. They mentioned that they had to repair some of the roads urgently and so the way home was temporarily obstructed. The director took his phone and called the city hotline fo
He remembered his first meeting with Isabel. She was sitting all by herself on the floor, in the middle of nowhere. Her vulnerable expression only made her more endearing. So, he managed to get her to go to his place and installed her in his home. He fell for her and paid careful attention to all her needs. It did not take long before Isabel caught feelings for him as well. The two of them got together in no time. Their days were plain and ordinary, but also very fulfilling, that was until he met Clarice. With the help of his father, his power struggle with Roland had reached a tipping point. It was at that opportune moment when Clarice’s father saw something in Roland and planned to wed his daughter Clarice to him to join up their families, which was a cause for alarm for Decker. He stressed over it for an entire night before approaching Clarice himself the very next day. Clarice quickly caught feelings for him as well. Furthermore, Roland had been foolish enough to reject
Decker was smiling quite earnestly at Isabel. Isabel threw a deeply suspicious look at him, then she glanced at the stack of documents laid out on top of the table in front of her. “Transferal of Shares.” She was dumbfounded. "I've gone through the contract, it’s safe to sign so go ahead.” Roland picked up a pen and handed it to her. "Roland, I..." "Sign it first, I’ll explain when we get home.” Isabel frowned and tried to protest. "I—" "Don't make me have to beg." Isabel did not know how to respond. Fine. She briefly scanned through the contract. The contract stated Decker’s agreement to transfer the remaining forty percent of his shares in Rockwell Corporation to her. Roland must have talked to the shareholders of Rockwell Corporation about this as well. They all regarded Isabel with polite smiles. Isabel had flipped through the final page of the document. She signed her name on one of the marked-out sections. She proceeded to sign all thr
They ended the call shortly after that. Isabel glanced at Martha and was hesitating if she should break the news right away. Martha seemed to have sensed her staring and suddenly turned to her with a flash of concern. "Isabel, what's wrong?" Isabel took a deep breath and broke the news. "Auntie, Master Rockwell just passed away." Martha's eyes widened. After a lengthy silence that lasted more than ten seconds, she started to break out in tears. She covered her face with her hands and expressed amid bouts of tears mixed with laughter, “Wonderful! About time! I hope he enjoys life in the underworld. God knows that someone like him will never deserve a spot in heaven!” Isabel did not know whether she should celebrate with Martha or console her. Soon, Martha began to collect herself. She briefly wiped away her tears and joyfully took Isabel's hand. "Isabel, let’s go shopping! I’m in such a good mood today, I’m going to go on a shopping spree!” "Okay. But Roland w
Isabel held onto Roland's hand firmly during the entire drive home after leaving the hospital. It was because Roland’s hands were cold and rigid. Isabel sat with him and tirelessly rubbed his hand to keep them warm. After one hand was warm, she would shift her attention to the other. By the time she managed to warm the other hand, the original hand would turn cold again. She decided it was easier to take both of his hands and caress them with the warmth of her palms. Roland looked at her with a gentle glow deep within his eyes. “Thank you, Isabel,” he said softly. Thank you for loving him, and for sticking by his side all this time despite circumstances. Isabel smiled. “I’m just warming your hands, it's no big deal. Still, you’re welcome." Roland smiled faintly and left it at that. Soon, his hands began to warm up off of the heat of Isabel’s palms. When Isabel felt that his hands were no longer freezing, she prepared to pull her hand away. That was when
Decker looked nothing like his usual self. The pompous, arrogant man who held himself far above others and who expected everyone around him to kiss up to him because he was superior to them all. It was as if he had been plunged not only to Earth but a pile of swamp. He had completely lost his usual grace. Isabel said crossly, "Decker, have you gone mental? Is everything going on too much for you?” “Yeah, could you help me?” he said with a coy smile, “Just one hug should be enough to take care of it all.” Isabel rolled her eyes. Without warning, he suddenly braced himself and lunged right at Isabel, stepping past Brandon who was caught off guard by this sudden attack. Isabel barely had time to react. Just when it seemed like his hand was about to graze Isabel, a long pair of arms seized Isabel from behind and jerked her backward. It was swiftly followed by a long, muscular leg shooting outward right next to Isabel. Thump! Decker was kicked to the ground.
"How did you and Roland meet?" Decker suddenly asked. Isabel turned away, fully intent on ignoring him. "Did you meet each other at Carter Corporation? Or did you meet him outside of work and gradually fell in love with him, then you decided to set him up with a position at Carter Corporation?” What did he mean by that? Was he insinuating that Roland was relying on her to snake his way into Carter Corporation? She threw a sideways, belittling look at him. "Do you think Roland is anything like you? He wouldn’t latch on another woman to further his goals.” Decker was not upset by this as he continued with a smug smile. "Oh? Then how did he get into Carter Corporation?" “He proved his worth.” Isabel realized that she had been roped in by Decker again. Nevertheless, she continued, “He passed the interviews himself. I was one of the interviewers and initially planned to dismiss him, but he managed to leave a very good impression on my father and the rest was history.” "
"I never meant to kill him! Roland, you have to believe me. Why would I still try to deceive you when I’m in this state?” “In that case, you can go ahead and explain things to him in the afterlife.” Master Rockwell was taken aback by this, his demeanor tightened. "You...you..." Roland looked at him calmly. "Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. It was Grandma and my parents who raised me. They instilled morals and virtue into me and made sure I’d grow into a decent man.” Master Rockwell was briefly relieved to hear this, but before he could rid himself of his trepidation, Roland continued in a dark voice, "But I won’t forget about you and Decker bribing all those media outlets to defame Isabel. I know you manipulated the stock prices to try to kick me out of the corporation. I’ll make sure to settle our score through the legal system.” If convicted guilty, they would have to rot in prison. “Roland… listen to me, Roland. Decker is your uncle. If you want revenge, you can come
Master Rockwell must have heard their shifting movements and opened his eyes. When he recognized the faces of Roland and Isabel, there was a brief glow in his murky eyes. He motioned to the nurse to have her help him sit up from the bed. After he managed to position himself seated up against the head of the bed, he asked the nurse to leave. Then he cast a loving, tender smile on Roland and Isabel. “Roland, Isabel, please have a seat.” Roland said disinterestedly, "We have things to get to, just hurry up and tell us what you have to say." Isabel stayed silent. A look flashed in Master Rockwell's eyes. Then, he turned to Isabel and expressed regretfully, "Isabel, I’m a foolish old man, it was me who told Decker to leak pictures of you two. He had no choice because I forced him to do so. If you have to blame someone, blame me!” Isabel frowned. She was somewhat impressed by how smoothly the old man switched his mask from one to another. From a forlorn and sad state t