Daniel couldn't believe the sudden feelings he had developed for Laura. He sat on his bed, trying to rationalize his emotions. Despite his confusion, he knew he couldn't tell Laura how he felt after what he had done to her family."How can I be feeling this way? I can't tell her how I feel after what I did to her family," he muttered. As he sat there, deep in thought, Laura returned home. Daniel had stayed in the room all day, pondering his feelings towards her. "Good evening," she greeted.He nodded, trying to conceal his emotions.He wondered if his feelings were because he had slept with her. Laura walked past him, dropped her purse and shoes, and went into the bathroom. Daniel's breathing quickened as he struggled to keep pretending to hate Laura.Laura emerged from the bathroom, applying skincare lotion to her body. Daniel couldn't take his eyes off her, with a subtle eyebrow raised, he gazed at her. But he knew he couldn't reveal his true feelings. Unbeknownst to him, Laura not
Just like other days, Laura got up in the morning to go to her plaza, but something different happened that day. When she woke up, she saw a rose flower on her nightstand.Laura's eyes lit up in surprise, wondering who left the flower there. "Who kept this here?" She thought as she picked it up.Just then Daniel walked in with breakfast in his hands, "Good morning! He said, smiling.Laura couldn't believe her eyes -- was she dreaming? She wiped her eyes over and over again and each time she opened her eyes, it was Daniel.Her mouth agape, "How was your night? I brought you breakfast," Daniel said, dropping the tray beside Laura.Laura, in shock at the love and care Daniel suddenly displayed, couldn't say a word."Why are you acting like you've seen a ghost? Have your breakfast." Daniel said, with concern.Laura was forced to speak up. "What's all this drama for, do you now want to poison me?" Laura asked, her brows furrowed."Poison? How can you say such a thing?" Daniel asked, with a
"His name is Michael Peterson, Bryan's best friend. His fingerprint was found on the piece of the jacket," Mr. Anderson said, his voice stern and accusatory.Mr.Marskson was left speechless and in utter disbelief, "How is that possible?" He asked, his voice trembling in shock.Mr.Anderson went ahead to reveal that the review of evidence was conducted by an expert and that all the information was undeniably true."Thank you, Anderson, I'm grateful for your help." Mr.Markson replied and dropped the call. He immediately summoned his wife Claudia and Bryan also, who was on a phone call in his room.Bryan disconnected the call and went to answer his Dad in the sitting room, his expression puzzled, l"Yes Dad," he answered. Claudia stood nearby, her mouth gaping in disbelief, "Mom is there a problem," Bryan asked, his curiosity piqued.Claudia struggled to find her words, her voice strained with shock, "How could he?" she managed to say, her tone tight with incredulity.Bryan was confused an
Laura couldn't help but feel that there was more to the attack on her husband, Daniel. After all, Michael was practically family, so why would he do such a thing? As she lay on the bed, sleep eluded her, and her mind churned with questions. What was the connection between Michael and Daniel? And why did he frame her brother for the crime?Laura was no fool. She knew there was a secret behind the whole drama. She turned to look at Daniel, suspicious of him even while he slept. "I have to get to the bottom of this," she vowed silently.The next morning, Daniel received a phone call from the station. The real culprit had been caught, and his help was needed. It was a relief, but Laura's curiosity was far from satisfied. Two days before the court hearing, everything took a drastic turn when Michael was apprehended. As a result, the court hearing was officially postponed.Everything was happening so fast, and as Daniel prepared to go to the station, Laura also prepared to go to her father
Laura headed over to her father's house to hear the full story of what happened, it was good to know that her brother Bryan, was no longer in trouble. "Hey, Dad, good morning," Laura greeted him, her heart racing with anticipation, as she entered the house.Mr. Markson with a sigh of relief, "Laura, you are here," he said, sinking into the couch. Laura, without hesitation, called out to her Mom Claudia, and Bryan, settling in the sitting room. Once everyone was calm, Laura asked her Dad to give her details of how everything happened. As Mr. Markson finished explaining, Bryan interjected, his voice tinged with concern, "I really should go talk to Michael," his gaze fixed downward."What for? I don't think you have to do that, look at the mess he put you through!" Bella exclaimed, anger in her tone. However, Bryan insists on his decision to go to the station. "Are you sure he wasn't the one who told the police about your hideout?" Bella asked, looking at Bryan with curiosity.Bryan
Fully aware of Daniel Edward's manipulative nature, Bryan understood they couldn't take down Daniel without concrete evidence of his illicit activities.He confided in his best friend, expressing concern about how his father would react upon discovering Bryan's involvement in the downfall of his business."Don't worry, Bryan. No matter what happens to me, I'll never breathe a word to anyone about your involvement in what went down at your dad's warehouse," Michael promised, his grip on the cell bars tight with a palpable sense of remorse and regret.Bryan, gazing at Michael with overwhelming pity, found himself unable to continue the conversation, burdened by self-blame for all that transpired. With a heart weighed down by regret, he silently turned away, leaving Michael without another word.When Bryan got into his car, he held his staring tightly and screamed out As Bryan climbed into his car, he clenched the steering wheel tightly, letting out a scream of frustration before succum
Daniel let out a heavy sigh, his gaze fixed on Laura with a mischievous glint. "Well, lucky him," he muttered with a hint of frustration, "he'd better tread carefully to steer clear of trouble next time." Laura shook her head and scoffed, realizing how useless it was to argue with Daniel; she couldn't stand looking at his arrogant face, Laura left the room and went into the sitting room to have a quiet moment.Daniel's only concern was how to stop Michael from saying a word to anyone, just like Laura kept her mouth shut. Although Daniel had no idea that Laura had already revealed it to her family, her Dad didn't want to bring up the issue for a reason best known to him.Daniel pondered on what to do, he also didn't want to hurt anyone again. However, he decided to offer money to the detective handling the case, like he did the last time. But Something shocking happened, out of frustration and depression, Michael committed suicide, right inside the cell. Tension filled the air as a p
"Vacation?" Laura asked, with a firm voice, her eyes widened in disbelief. "Why the surprise? Don't you want to go on a vacation with your husband?" Daniel piqued, his eyes fixed on her.Bella was being careful with her words as she wasn't sure of what Daniel was up to. "No Daniel, that's not the point. I have some things to handle at the plaza and I'm busy for now, can you postpone this vacation idea?" Bella'l pretentiously suggested, nervously twirling her fingers.Daniel's brows furrowed, his voice tinged with anger and frustration, "What? Are you being serious? Here I am, trying to make up for everything I did to you, and you are constantly making me feel stupid." Bella realized that if she kept on arguing with Daniel, it might put her in a very bad situation in terms of freedom. Bella continued, "Alright then, when do we go on the vacation?" She inquired, her voice gentle."Tomorrow!" Daniel responded with a slight smile as he relaxed on his chaise. "Tomorrow? But that's too soo