When Beatrice arrived home, Wendy, who was alone, got up and stared at her in surprise. "What happened to you, Mom?" she asked. She was surprised because of Beatrice's disheveled appearance, which was in contrast to how she had looked when she left the previous day. The day before, she had left the house with her luggage, looking elegant, and told them that she had a very important meeting to attend outside of town. So, she wasn't expected to be back until two days later. But now, she was in her nightwear, without any luggage, and there was a handprint on one side of her face that had turned red. It was obvious that she had been hit, and Wendy was shocked by it.Hearing Wendy's question, Beatrice fell to the ground and began to cry, "I was robbed. They took everything from me.""What? Who? When? Where?"Beatrice got up from the ground, "It doesn't matter anymore now, does it? I still have my meeting to get back to. I was on a bus, and I arrived at my hotel late. Just outside the ho
While Kim and Ian sat together, planning their next course of action, his phone began to ring, and he noticed that it was a call from an unfamiliar number."Do you think it's a good idea to answer it?" Kim asked."Don't worry; I won't speak for long if it's someone unfamiliar," Ian replied. When he answered the call and heard his father's voice, he sighed, "What do you want?""I'm sorry, my son, I'm so sorry," his father said. "I had to call with a different number because it's very important to speak to you. Ian, we can resolve our differences. You can punish me later, but right now, you need my help. Let me protect you, Ian. Let me help both you and Kim. I'll ensure nothing happens to either of you.""I don't trust you," Ian replied, "And I never will. I think you should be more focused on confessing your sins to your friend. Tell him how you betrayed him, tell him what you've been doing with his wife. After you've gained his forgiveness, then maybe we can talk.""Listen, Ian, I re
Kim began to narrate, "It all began on the 19th of July, more than three months ago. I was on the rooftop with my boyfriend, singing and dancing, when suddenly I became short of breath. I was rushed to the hospital, to be precise, New Life Specialist Hospital and the doctor who attended to me was Dr. Pascal. I was diagnosed with cancer of the blood; Leukemia, and he said I had a very short time left to live. Seeking a second opinion, I was taken to Richard City Hospital, where one of the best doctors, Dr. Richard Barn, attended to me. He consulted with other specialists, and it was concluded that I had leukemia with a short life expectancy.During that period, I tried to make the most of my life, doing the few things I always wanted. Of course, I didn't want to die, just like no one wants to die, but I believed there was no solution. My boyfriend, Ian, was distraught but stayed by my side throughout this journey. On the night of our prom, we were crowned prom king and queen. Many p
Beatrice stepped out of the taxi and entered the compound. Upon reaching the door, she rang the bell. Helium, observing from inside, opened the door for her. As soon as she entered and the door closed, she raised her hand and slapped him. "How could you be so careless?" she yelled. Angered, he gripped her neck and flung her to the ground. She cried out in pain as her butt landed on the floor. He then walked toward her, picked her up, and carried her into his bedroom.He threw her on the bed, pulled down her pants, and had sex with her."It's been so long," Helium said, licking his finger when the passion was spent.She sighed, "Yes, it has been, but it's all in the past.""So tell me, why did you so badly want to meet me?" He asked.Beatrice began narrating everything that happened, including how Ian and Kim caught her in Ian's father's house."That's really bad. Where are they now?" Helium asked."They should still be in Evanston," she replied.He got up, gritting his teeth. "I wa
After Ian posted the videos of the recording he had made, he and Kim waited in the room to see the reaction it would get. In no time, people began sharing the videos—especially those who were friends with Ian and Kim on social media. Ian's attention was suddenly drawn to a message he had received from a man, and the message read:"My name is Zayne, I am a retired soldier. One of the girls killed by Helium in that video you posted is my sister. I've been looking for her for a long time, and I didn't know she was dead. I can't believe she died such a horrible death. Please let's meet; I need to find Helium and get justice for Kim and my sister. Just to put your mind at ease, I'm going to send you more information about me."Attached to the message were three videos, featuring the girl the man claimed was his sister and the man himself. In one video, they were dancing together; in another, they were at a wedding ceremony; and in the last, they were having breakfast together. The man also
Wendy's father, Jackson, was still in his office when one of his colleagues came up and sat beside him. Jackson, noticing his colleague's persistent stare, asked, "What's the problem? Are you okay?""I should be the one asking you," the man replied. "I mean, with everything that's going on, how are you coping?""What are you talking about?" Jackson asked his colleague."Hold on, let me show you," the colleague replied.He played the video Kim had made and showed it to Jackson. As he stared at the video and listened to what Kim was saying, Jackson's hands shivered. "This...this..cannot be," he stuttered. "Kim is dead. How... No, this is not possible. Is this some kind of joke? Is this real?""Come on," his colleague said. "Do I know anything about your family? I'm just showing you what I saw online because your wife's picture was also shared, and I know that's your daughter who supposedly died. Are you not hearing what she's saying? Maybe you should check on it using your phone; it's
Jackson walked out of his room and stared at Wendy, who was in the living room crying. She hugged her body so tight, shivering, as she knew that they were all in big trouble. The more he stared at Wendy, the more he became filled with rage.In the end, he lost control of his temper and walked over to where she was, slapping her so hard on her cheek. She held her face in surprise and stared at him, "Dad, why?""You are a disappointment," he yelled. "I can't believe you.... you're really my daughter.""It was Mom's idea," she cried. "It was never my idea, Dad, I promise you. Yes, I've always loved Ian, but Mom put it in my head, she kept telling me I would get married to him and everything.....""Shut up! Shut your trap," he thundered. "You could have come to me. You cannot tell me you did not know that what you were doing was wrong. Why didn't you come to me? Why didn't you tell me anything? Was I not a good father to you? Was I not your friend? We were pretty close, why didn't you te
After a while, Jackson tried calling Ian again, but he wouldn't take his calls."Hold on, let me call the police chief," Thompson said, and put a call out to the police chief.He said to him, "I called earlier about the case concerning my son. Have you made any progress? As I said before, I want Helium captured at all costs.""Do not worry," the chief assured him. "I have put my best men on the job, and they are all searching for him. No matter what happens, he will be found. But right now, we all know that he's after your son and his girlfriend. It would be in their best interest if we were able to get their location. That way we can protect them before Helium gets to them.""Well, yes, that's a good idea. I'm still trying to reach them. Once I'm sure of their location, I'll let you know," Thompson replied. "But please, thoroughly search for Helium. No matter where he is, he should be fished out. If there's a need for me to support financially, I'm willing to do it to speed up the pr