Ryan sat in the massive living room, the silence of the house almost suffocating. His fingers absentmindedly trailed along the arm of the sofa as he stared at the empty walls, void of any warmth or personality. Bella had cleared everything. All the paintings, the photos, and any semblance of the life he once shared with Iris.But Bella was his wife now or so she told him. And she seemed to care about him more than anyone else. She told him how his family had turned on her, how they had never accepted their relationship. Bella claimed they had even tried to sabotage her when she took over the company, forcing her to step in and save the empire in his absence. Still, Ryan couldn’t help but feel a nagging doubt. It gnawed at the back of his mind, small flashes of memories that didn’t add up, but with no concrete evidence, he had nothing to cling to.He rubbed his temples as the confusion lingered. "Maybe I'm overthinking this," he muttered to himself.The door creaked open, and Bella
Bella waved her hand dismissively. “Nothing too drastic, just a bit of rebranding. The Kendrick Empire needed a fresh face, something modern. Trust me, Ryan, once you’re back on your feet, you’ll see it was the right move.”Ryan’s mind wandered back to those flashes of memories. “I just... I don’t understand how everything could change so quickly.”Bella leaned in, cupping his face with her hands. “Ryan, you don’t need to understand everything right now. What matters is that I’m here, and we’re in this together. You trust me, don’t you?”Ryan hesitated, his mind battling with the conflicting emotions. The logical part of him wanted to ask more questions and dig deeper into the fragments of memories. But he was exhausted, both physically and mentally. Bella had been there for him through all of it, and without any proof to the contrary, he forced himself to believe her. He nodded.“I trust you,” he said, though his voice lacked the conviction he once held.Bella’s smile widened as s
Jessica lay in the hospital bed, her body weak, bruised, and barely able to move. The sterile smell of the private ward filled her nostrils as the low beeping of machines echoed in the room. Her vision was blurry, and every breath felt like an effort. She knew she was being kept alive for a reason perhaps so Mrs. Rose could toy with her life just a little longer. Yet, a part of her still held on, hoping for a miracle.The door creaked open, and in walked a man in a white coat, his face obscured by a surgical mask. He closed the door behind him and briefly glanced at the guards stationed outside.He lingered for a moment, studying their positions and ensuring no one was paying too much attention."Mrs. Jessica," he whispered as he approached her bed, his voice steady yet urgent.Jessica stirred, her eyes slowly focusing on the figure before her. Something about his voice felt different, not like the cold, clinical tone she had grown accustomed to.The doctor leaned down, lowering h
Luca sat in the dimly lit corner of his office, his fingers drumming lightly on the edge of his desk. His mind was racing, eyes fixed on his phone. As he remembered how he tracked down Mrs Jessica.Every lead so far had led to dead ends. Mrs. Rose had covered her tracks well, but Luca wasn’t about to give up. He knew Jessica held the key to unraveling everything.Suddenly, his phone buzzed. Luca glanced down, surprised to see an unknown number. Hesitantly, he answered."Hello?""Luca?" came a low voice from the other end. It was raspy, like the person speaking was constantly looking over their shoulder. "I don’t have much time. I’m one of the guards assigned to watch Mrs. Jessica."Luca’s heart skipped a beat. "Go on.""She’s being moved to a hospital tomorrow morning. They’re trying to keep it quiet, but I thought you should know. She’s in bad shape, and if they take her where Mrs. Rose wants, I don’t think she’ll survive."Luca’s jaw clenched. "Why are you telling me this?""Becaus
Mr. Kendrick sat in his study room, staring blankly at the framed portrait of his late father on the wall. The weight of everything was crushing him. The empire he had worked his entire life to maintain was slipping through his fingers, and the woman holding the reins was someone he despised. Bella had cleverly maneuvered herself into a position of power, using forged paperwork and her manipulation of the board to oust him from his own company.His heart ached with helplessness. He felt like a prisoner in his empire, forced to play along with her schemes if only to keep what little control he had left. The board was firmly on Bella's side, lured in by promises of fresh leadership and new visions for the company. No one questioned her authority, not even the ones who had once been loyal to him.Slumping into his chair, Kendrick reached for his phone and dialed a private number. He had no choice but to act fast if he wanted to save his company from the clutches of this woman. The on
Ryan leaned back in his chair, his mind racing. "So... she’s not lying to me? Everything she’s said about the family hating her, mistreating her it’s all true?"Kendrick hesitated for a fraction of a second, then nodded. "Yes, it’s all true. She’s been through a lot, Ryan, but she stayed because of you."Ryan’s expression softened. He wanted to believe his father, wanted to believe that Iris had been acting out of love for him. But something still didn’t sit right."I need to talk to her," Ryan muttered, standing up. "I need to hear it from her.""Of course," Kendrick said, his voice tight. "But please, Ryan... don’t let this tear you apart. We all want what’s best for you."Meanwhile, across town, Mrs. Rose stormed into her office, fury radiating off her in waves. She had just received word that Jessica had disappeared without a trace from the hospital where she had been held. Her carefully laid plans were beginning to unravel, and she couldn’t allow that."How did this happen?" she
Luca paced the dimly lit hallway of the hotel, his footsteps light as he listened intently to the quiet hum of his phone. The tiny earpiece in his ear crackled softly as he heard the voice on the other end say, "She’s on the move."He nodded to himself, whispering under his breath, "Keep an eye on her. I’ll tail from a distance."For weeks now, Luca had been suspicious of Mrs. Rose. Her frantic behavior since Mrs. Jessica’s disappearance had set off alarm bells, and his instincts told him there was more to this story than anyone realized. Tonight, he was determined to uncover the truth. Disguised in a dark hoodie and jeans, Luca slipped out of the back exit of the hotel, blending into the shadows of the bustling city. He kept a safe distance from Mrs. Rose’s sleek black car as it glided down the street, the taillights faint against the night sky. She was heading to a private location, and Luca had a feeling Dr. Parker would be there. He tapped his phone screen, opening the tracking
Unbeknownst to them, Luca stood outside, hidden behind a tall hedge, listening intently to their conversation through the window left slightly ajar. His heart raced as he pieced together the fragments of their discussion. Mrs. Rose and Dr. Parker were involved in something far more sinister than he had imagined. The mention of Jessica sent a chill down his spine. He had suspected she was in danger, but now he knew for certain that her disappearance wasn’t an accident—it was orchestrated. Luca reached for his phone, quickly typing out a message to his contact: "They’re discussing Jessica. Something big is happening. Keep watch on their movements."As he slipped his phone back into his pocket, he leaned closer to the window, straining to hear more. Inside, the tension between Mrs. Rose and Dr. Parker grew thicker. Mrs. Rose stood abruptly, pacing again as she spoke. "We need to get rid of Bella. She’s becoming a liability. If Ryan remembers even a fraction of what happened, everything