"I'm sorry," was all she could bring herself to say before stepping out of the car. A few moments later, Martinez exited the car and approached Cassia and her friends, who were gathered beside their luggage. "Is there anything you'd like to take from inside?" Kiara asked, eyeing Cassia's already p
Martinez was still focused on the man tied to the chair when his personal assistant informed him that Cassia was on the line. "Take him to the police tomorrow morning," he instructed firmly, then took the phone from his assistant, pressing it to his ear. "She’s been on the call for a while," his a
Martinez smirked, stepping back from Darvan with a glint of amusement in his eyes. He straightened his jacket, his smirk never fading. "I came for an important meeting," he said gently, a faint smile still playing on his lips. "We’ll catch up another time." Without waiting for a response, he turn
Cassia stared at Kiara, her mouth slightly open as if she wanted to speak. For a moment, she just sat there, before shaking her head, as though trying to physically rid herself of the words she had just heard. "No," she finally said, her voice steady but unsure. "I don’t think I like him." She glan
Darvan's chest rose and fell with anger as he clenched his fists. His fist ached slightly from the impact of punching Martinez, but the pain was nothing compared to the fury boiling inside him. He glared at Martinez, who stood there calmly, a faint smirk on his bloodied lips. "Why would you do that
"Elara Voss," Nora whispered the name, letting it roll off her tongue as if hearing it from someone else’s lips. It felt distant and foreign now, though it had been hers for so long. She stared at the intricate design before her again, then sighed softly. Her hand hovered over the page, fingers li
Cassia continued to stare at Liam, who still wore his confident smile. Suddenly, a man and a woman approached, their expressions warm and welcoming. "Welcome to the Arcadia International Design Challenge, proudly sponsored by the renowned luxury brand, Novaré Collection," the young woman announced
"It's time to win this competition. Not for anyone else... but for myself, to prove my worth," Cassia whispered, her voice steady with determination. "And then I'll call Nora and finally brag about how I impressed Master Elara Voss with my designs," she added, a small smile tugging at her lips. El
Marc inhaled deeply as he sat beside Stacy’s unconscious body. Machines beeped steadily, reminding him that despite the silence, she was alive. If not because of Fredrick who texted him about the incident, until now, he'd have been clueless. He watched her face, pale and still, her breath barely m
Adams didn’t waste another second. The moment Henry walked out of the store, blood still fresh on his lips and that mocking grin still etched on his face, Adams went after him. He didn’t care about the things he wanted to buy. Didn’t care about the people staring or the mess they left behind. He ne
Cassia blinked, trying to take in what he said. “If your mom really had something to do with this... then maybe Martinez was innocent?” she mumbled, but Darvan caught it. He looked at her. “You think he didn’t do it? Did he say anything?” Cassia sighed and sat down on the couch. “I don’t even know
“So she erased my memory?” Darvan murmured to himself, lowering his gaze, as if the explanation had confirmed something he wasn’t ready to accept. “Why do you ask? Are you considering undergoing the procedure?” the doctor asked, pushing his glasses down the bridge of his nose as he tapped the back
The phone rang once, twice… and just as Cassia was beginning to lose her patience, Martinez picked up. “Cassia?” His voice was low, almost hesitant, as if afraid to say her name. She swallowed. “Good morning.” She greeted him, but he didn’t reply. “Have you thought about it? I—” “How did you
Mrs. Sinclair froze. Her breath caught in her throat as Darvan’s words echoed in the room. She couldn’t speak. Her hands trembled slightly, but she quickly hid them behind her back. Her eyes locked with his, and for the first time, there was something raw in her expression… something she hadn’t sh
By the time the car stopped in front of Justin's house, the sky was starting to turn from dark to light blue. Everything was quiet, the streets were empty, and the morning air felt a little cold. Frederick opened the car door, letting out a sigh as he stepped out. "Thanks for the ride." he murmured
The night felt like it would never end. Cassia sat quietly in the cold hospital corridor, leaning against the wall. Her eyes were tired, but she couldn’t sleep. The only sounds were the quiet footsteps of nurses passing by. Liam sat a few seats away, staring at his phone without really looking, whi
The night felt like it was moving in slow motion. Darvan lay on his bed, staring up at the ceiling while the room stayed completely dark. The ticking clock on the wall seemed to sound louder than usual, each second dragging on forever. He felt sleep creeping in, his eyelids getting heavy. But he di