I’ll be back before Ryan gets home.”Sarah looked slightly worried but didn’t press the matter. “Just let me know if you need anything, ma’am.” After breakfast, Iris dressed casually in jeans and a simple top.She didn’t want to raise any suspicions, especially not with her mother. As she stepped out of the mansion, the cool morning air felt refreshing. She stopped a cab and gave the driver her mother’s address.The familiar sights of her old neighborhood brought a sense of comfort. The modest houses, the friendly faces, it was a stark contrast to the grandeur and isolation of her current life. When the cab pulled up in front of her mother’s house, Iris felt a pang of remorse .She knocked on the door, and it was opened by her best friend, Skylar , who still lived nearby and often helped out with her mother.“Iris! It’s so good to see you!” Skylar exclaimed, pulling her into a tight hug.“It’s good to see you too, Skylar ,” Iris replied, smiling genuinely for the first time that day.Th
Skylar continued, “Anyway, a few weeks ago, this incredibly hot guy came into the club. Tall, dark, and handsome, just my type.After my shift, he asked if he could take me home. I was hesitant at first, but there was something about him that seemed genuine.”Iris leaned forward, eager to hear more.“And?”“And,” Skylar said with a dramatic pause, “he didn’t just take me home. He took me out on a date the next night. A real date, Iris. Dinner, a movie, the whole nine yards.And guess what? We’re officially in a relationship now!”Iris’s eyes widened with excitement. “Jenny, that’s amazing! I’m so happy for you!” She hugged her friend tightly, feeling a genuine happiness she hadn’t felt in a long time.Skylar beamed. “I know, right? He’s been so sweet and caring. It’s been a whirlwind romance, but I’m loving every minute of it. And you know what? I’ve been happier than I’ve been in a long time.”Iris smiled, her heart swelling with joy for her friend. “You deserve it, Jenny. After every
Ryan’s mind raced. He knew something was wrong. He made a few calls, mobilizing his contacts to find her at her mother's house and at the club. Hours passed with no word, and his fear and anger grew.Iris searched the abandoned house with her eyes for anything that would help her escape, her heart thumping in her chest the whole time. Her gaze settled on a loose piece of metal lying on the floor.Just as she grabbed it, one of the men noticed. “Hey, what do you think you’re doing?” he snarled, diving at her.Iris swung the metal piece, hitting him across the face. He staggered back, giving her a moment to run. Spotting a small, dirty window high on the wall, she took a deep breath, gathering all her courage. She quietly moved towards the window, trying not to draw any attention from the second man.The piece of metal she had grabbed earlier was still clutched in her hand. Using it, she pried open the rusted latch. The window was small, but she was determined. She squeezed through, he
Sarah brought the first aid supplies, and Ryan began cleaning and dressing Iris’s wound. He worked with surprising tenderness, his earlier anger replaced by concern. When Sarah returned with a glass of water, Ryan helped Iris drink it. He covered her with a blanket and watched her until she fell into a fitful sleep. He stayed by her side, his mind racing with questions and worryFirst thing in the morning, Ryan called the family doctor. The doctor arrived promptly, carrying his medical bag. He examined Iris thoroughly, running a few tests and checking her vitals."She’s been through a lot," the doctor said, his tone serious. "What happened?"Ryan sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I don't know. She went out and came back looking distressed and with bruises. She hasn’t told me what happened yet."The doctor nodded, prescribing some medication. "Let her rest. She’ll be fine, but she needs time to recover."Ryan thanked the doctor and saw him out. He didn’t go to the office that
At the ringing of their phone, nervously and excitedly."It's him," he muttered, gesturing for silence as he answered. "We've got her Boss. She's at the location."A sinister voice crackled through the phone, sending shivers down the spines of those present. "Excellent. I'll be there shortly. Make sure she's secure."The call ended, leaving an eerie silence in its wake. The men exchanged uneasy glances, the weight of their task pressing down on them.Meanwhile, the unknown caller, their boss, smirked as he ended the call. His plan was coming together perfectly.Soon, he would have what he wanted. He strode towards his car, ready to finish the job.Back at the hideout, the minutes dragged on. Iris’s kidnappers grew restless, They called their boss and in one ring he picked up, the leader spoke, his voice shaking slightly."She's escaped!" one of the kidnappers blurted out, panic evident in his voice. "We're after her now, but she’s fast. We won't let her get away."The unknown caller's
The unknown caller was on the phone again, his voice cold and calculating. "I want surveillance on the Kendrick Mansion. Find out everything about Iris's movements. We can't afford another mistake.""Yes, sir," came the prompt reply.He hung up the phone and leaned back, his brain working on a new strategy already. He had underestimated Iris's determination, but he was not going to let that stop him. Not when he was so close to achieving his goal."Enjoy your safety while it lasts, Iris," he murmured to himself, a sinister smile curling his lips. "Because it won't last long.”Ryan’s assistant,Luca, was already waiting in his study room when he arrived. Luca had been briefed on the situation and had spent the night gathering information.“Ryan,” Luca greeted, concern evident in his eyes. “How is Iris?”“She’s resting,” Ryan replied, his voice tight with worry. “We need to find out who’s behind this. Any leads?”Luca nodded, spreading out a few documents on the desk. “I did some digging
“I understand you’ve got a serious situation on your hands.”“Yes,” Ryan said, leading him to a private room where they could talk. “Iris was kidnapped, and we need to find out who’s behind it and why.”Jack nodded, pulling out a notepad. “Alright. Let’s start with everything you know so far.Hours LaterAfter an extensive debriefing with Jack, Ryan and Iris felt a glimmer of hope. Jack had promised to start his investigation immediately and report back with any findings.“I feel better already,” Iris admitted as they walked back to her room. “At least we’re doing something.”Ryan squeezed her hand reassuringly. “We’ll get through this, Iris. Together.”As they sat together, a newfound bond of trust and determination began to form between them. They were no longer just partners in a forced marriage, they were allies, united against a common enemy but not for long.The unknown Man received another call, this time from a different source.“I have some information for you,” the voice said.
Bella paused, considering her answer. “It’s about knowing what you want and not being afraid to go after it. Confidence, Ivy. Confidence is key. And, of course, always staying one step ahead of the trends.”Ivy nodded, absorbing the advice.“You make it sound so simple.”“It’s not always easy,” Bella admitted, her expression softening. “There are sacrifices and hard decisions. But it’s worth it. When you love something as much as we love fashion, it’s all worth it.”Their conversation was interrupted by a boutique assistant, who handed Bella a glass of champagne. “For you, Ms. Bella,” she said with a smile.“Thank you,” Bella said graciously, taking the glass.She turned to Ivy. “Join me?”“Absolutely,” Ivy said, accepting a glass from another assistant.They toasted to their successes and the exciting future that lay ahead. Ivy felt a surge of gratitude toward Bella. She was more than a mentor; she was a friend, someone who understood her aspirations and fears.As they sipped their cham
Months had passed since Parker waited in vain for Ryan to come to his rescue. As the cold reality set in, the hope that had once flickered inside Parker’s heart dimmed until it was nothing but a distant memory. The prison walls around him felt like they were closing in, suffocating him with the weight of his past mistakes. Every day, he wondered if his son would ever come, but no sign of Ryan emerged. He had gambled on the wrong side of history, and now he was paying for it with every lonely second that ticked by.Meanwhile, Mrs. Rose Kendrick, once a woman of unmatched power and deceit, was locked away in her world of doom. She had seen the writing on the wall long before now. When the truth came to light, when all the lies she had crafted so carefully unraveled before her eyes, she knew no one was coming to save her. The empire she had tried to manipulate for herself and her lover Parker had crumbled. Her final days were filled with silence, the kind that came not from peace but
Ryan paced the length of his father’s study, his mind racing with conflicting emotions. He held the hospital reports tightly in his hand, his knuckles white from the grip. The reports confirmed his worst fears—the man he had called his father for his entire life wasn’t his biological father at all. Dr. Parker was. The revelation had shaken him to the core, and he knew he couldn’t keep this secret any longer. He had to tell Mr. Kendrick.Taking a deep breath, he walked over to where Kendrick sat in his leather chair, his eyes already filled with concern. Kendrick had noticed Ryan’s turmoil the moment he entered the room, but he hadn’t pressed him to speak."Dad," Ryan began, his voice trembling slightly. He rarely ever called him anything but ‘Dad,’ but now, with this new information, it felt like a lie. Still, it was all he had ever known. "I received something today. It’s… complicated, and I don’t know how to explain it."Kendrick raised an eyebrow, worry etching deeper into his
The atmosphere in the house was finally calm, or so it seemed. After everything they had been through—the betrayals, the conspiracies, and the almost impossible escape from danger—Iris, Kendrick, and Jessica were relieved to be back home. The past few days had been nothing short of a nightmare, but now, with Ryan by her side, Iris felt like she could finally breathe again.Ryan had transformed into the kind of husband Iris had always dreamed of. He was attentive, caring, and endlessly devoted, especially when it came to their newborn. Late-night feedings and diaper changes—Ryan was right there with her, helping in every way he could. The chaos and distrust that once clouded their relationship were gone, replaced by a bond forged through hardship and love.One afternoon, as Iris cradled their baby on the living room couch, Ryan returned from the front door, holding a small package. There was no return address, just his name scribbled hastily across the front. He furrowed his brow as
The tension in the hospital room hung heavy as Iris took a deep breath and prepared to explain everything. The faces of those around her—Jessica, Ryan, Kendrick, and Ivy—were etched with a mixture of concern, curiosity, and shock. Ryan, especially, seemed anxious, as though every word Iris spoke would shift the very foundation of what he believed to be true.“I found out I was pregnant,” Iris began slowly, her voice steady but filled with emotion, “on the same day that Mrs. Rose asked to see me. She called me out of the blue and said she needed to talk. I thought it was something important about the family, but when I got there…” She paused, her gaze shifting to Ryan before continuing. “She told me to leave you, Ryan. She wanted me gone so you could be with Bella.”Ryan’s jaw clenched at the mention of his mother’s betrayal, but he remained silent, allowing Iris to continue.“I was devastated,” Iris admitted, her voice cracking slightly. “I didn’t know what to do, and on my way back t
The tension in the room had begun to settle after the police escorted Mrs. Rose and Dr. Parker out in handcuffs. The silence that followed felt like the calm after a storm, but there was still an air of unease.Mr. Kendrick stood in the center of the room, his expression heavy with guilt and regret. He turned toward Jessica, who stood with her arms crossed, looking as though she wasn’t quite sure what to make of him yet. Ivy and Iris, standing side by side, had barely spoken a word since everything unfolded.Kendrick cleared his throat, his voice thick with emotion. “I’m sorry,” he began, his eyes filled with sincerity as he faced Jessica and the twins. “Jessica, Iris, Ivy… I know words aren’t enough to make up for the years I’ve spent apart from you all, the lies, and everything else that’s happened. But please believe me when I say that I’ve regretted every single moment I wasn’t with you.”Iris remained silent, her face pale from shock, while Ivy’s gaze flickered between Jessica a
The room was suffocating. Ryan sat up straighter in his hospital bed, his eyes narrowing as Luca entered, his expression grim. The air felt thick with anticipation as everyone waited for the news. Luca cleared his throat and looked directly at Ryan. “The anonymous messenger? It was Sarah—your house help,” he said quietly. Ryan’s brows furrowed in confusion. “Sarah?” He glanced at Ivy, then back at Luca. “What do you mean? She’s just a housemaid. Why would she—" “She’s been traced and caught,” Luca interrupted his voice firm. “We got her while she was trying to flee the country. She’s been feeding information to your enemies, Ryan. She’s been working with Mrs. Rose.”The room went still. Ivy gasped, her hand flying to her mouth, and Kendrick’s face drained of color. Mrs. Rose stood frozen, her eyes wide in disbelief as all eyes turned toward her.“What… what are you saying?” Ryan’s voice was low, but it shook with barely restrained anger.“She confessed everything,” Luca continued, h
The silence that followed Mr. Kendrick's confession was deafening. Everyone in the room seemed frozen, processing the weight of his words. Mrs. Rose’s face was a mixture of shock and rage, her hands trembling as she gripped the back of a chair for support. Ryan and Ivy exchanged uneasy glances, while Jessica stood still, her expression unreadable, though her eyes glistened with the pain of memories that had long since scarred her.Kendrick took a deep breath, his voice thick with regret as he continued. "I was in love with Jessica," he admitted, his eyes locked on the floor as if unable to meet anyone’s gaze. "We were both so young, and I couldn't resist her. But I was already married to Rose. There was no way I could marry Jessica. I was the heir to the Kendrick family fortune, and it would have been a scandal—a disgrace—to have an affair and a child out of wedlock."Rose scoffed, her voice laced with venom. "So instead, you chose to keep me in the dark and raise the child of your
The tension in the room was so thick it felt as though it could suffocate them all. Mrs. Rose stood frozen, her heart hammering against her chest as her eyes darted from Jessica to Kendrick and then to her children. Her worst nightmare was unraveling before her eyes, and there was no escape. Kendrick, too, was motionless, his face a mixture of disbelief and confusion. His eyes met Jessica’s, and a flood of memories rushed back—memories he had buried for years. He tried to speak, but the words caught in his throat."Je… Jessica?" Kendrick’s voice was barely above a whisper, his shock palpable. Ryan, standing by his father’s bedside, turned to Kendrick, his brows furrowed in confusion. "Dad, do you know her?"Jessica stood tall, her eyes blazing with the fire of long-buried resentment. She ignored Ryan’s question and locked eyes with Mrs. Rose, whose face was now dripping with cold sweat. Rose’s hands trembled as she took a step backward, her composure slipping with every second."No…
Mrs. Rose paced anxiously around the hospital room, her heels clicking against the cold tile floor. She glanced at her watch for the hundredth time, her impatience growing by the second. Where were Ivy and Ryan? What were they up to? Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard the door open. She turned swiftly, only to see Ryan step into the room, followed closely by Ivy. Relief washed over her for a split second, but it quickly faded as she saw the grim looks on their faces. Something was wrong.“Where have you two been?” Mrs. Rose demanded, crossing her arms over her chest. “I’ve been looking all over for you!”Ryan didn’t respond immediately. His face was hard, his jaw clenched. Ivy, too, seemed distant, her eyes fixed on the floor as if she couldn’t bear to meet her mother’s gaze.Before Mrs. Rose could demand answers, a weak cough sounded from the hospital bed. Her husband, Mr. Kendrick, had woken up. Slowly, he turned his head toward her, his eyes filled with anger and betray