Martinez clenched his fists tightly as the news anchor continued speaking. In anger, he snatched the remote from the table and turned off the TV before moving away from the window to grab his phone. He picked it up and decided to call his sister but there was no answer. "Pick up, God dammit," he m
Darvan pushed the sheets aside and got out of bed. He showered, dressed, and stepped out of the room he was staying in. In the sitting room, he found Justin, busy with a bowl of cereal and his gaze fixed on his phone. "Are you going home now?" Justin asked. "Yeah... I'll see you later," Darvan rep
Mrs. Sinclair sat on one of the couches, her phone in her as she read through the documents that had just been sent to her. At first, her expression was calm, plain. But as she read through each paragraph, her face changed...her brows furrowed, her eyes widened in disbelief, and her mouth fell open
Cassia stepped into the glass-paneled building of Martinez's company, heading straight to Martinez’s office, hoping to find him there. But when she got there, the office was empty. The lights were off, and the space was far too quiet and organized. She looked around, confused, then walked out of t
Martinez’s car came to an abrupt halt, tires screeching slightly as he parked just outside the gates of his home. His heart was racing, not just from the speed he'd taken to drive here, but from the silence that had swallowed both ends of the call. He had been silent when she asked about the inciden
Stacy slammed the door shut behind her, the loud bang echoing through the apartment. She was sweating, her chest rising and falling rapidly as if she’d just run a marathon. Her eyes were filled with panic, but there was also something else in them...greed. Without bothering to take off her shoes o
"He tricked me. He really thought I was stupid... or maybe I was," Stacy whispered, her eyes burning with anger. The bank Staff's voice echoed in her head again like a drumbeat that refused to stop. "These documents are forged. They’re fake." "You’ve been scammed." "You walked right into it..."
Cassia stepped out of the cab after leaving Martinez's home, and her eyes scanned the quiet street in front of her apartment. The setting sun colored the pavement in a warm glow, but her thoughts were too clouded to notice the beauty. She closed the door behind her and stood still for a second, the
Mrs. Sinclair stepped into her house with an angry glare. She pushed the door shut with so much force that it echoed through the hallway. A maid who happened to be passing by froze for a second, then quickly hurried out of sight. Mrs. Sinclair didn’t even notice her. She stormed straight to her roo
Cassia’s heart raced as she still stood frozen outside the office door. The words she’d just heard wouldn’t stop repeating in her head. "Framed Darvan… to protect Martinez"* She clutched her bag tighter, feeling as if the space she stood became small. She didn’t want to hear more. Whatever it was,
Cassia pushed open the door to her apartment and stepped inside. She dropped her bag carelessly onto the couch and kicked off her shoes, sighing into the quiet space. Without dwelling too much on the day's events, she headed straight for the bathroom. The warmth of the water against her skin was th
Cassia finally stopped crying. The cold had numbed her face, her tears drying against her cheeks. The wind brushed against her skin as she tilted her head back, eyes scanning the night sky where stars flickered faintly through drifting clouds. Everything hurt. But deep down, a voice in her head u
Cassia looked at Henry like he was a stranger. What he’d just said made her so angry that everything around her seemed to fade. Without thinking, her hand moved on its own and then....Smack... The slap rang through the almost-empty parking lot. Henry’s head turned from the hit, a red mark forming
"I was about to head out," Mira repeated, "but there’s a man at the entrance saying he wants to see you. He’s… insisting." "Who?" Cassia asked, puzzled. Before Mira could answer, Cassia’s phone rang again. This time, it was Quinn calling. She sighed and waved a hand dismissively at Mira. "Tell hi
Darvan set the bowl down slowly, confusion and disbelief etched across his face. “I swear on everything, Justin… I have no idea what this is about.” Justin cursed under his breath, already reaching for his phone. “You need to do something fast,” he said urgently. “Because if this blows up any furth
Stacy sat alone in her apartment, staring down at her stomach. Her hand gently brushed over the slight curve as a deep frown settled on her face. The room was silent, except for the ticking of the wall clock. Then, suddenly, her bitter laughter broke the stillness. "How did it come to this?" she mu
Cassia pushed open the glass doors of her newly opened design firm. A young woman, likely a few years younger than her, looked up and greeted her with a smile. “How are you, Mira?” Cassia returned the smile. “I’m okay. I didn't expect you to come back,” Mira said with a grin. Cassia nodded, manag