“So now what?” Christian watched as Joan and Theo climbed over the barricade and he could already see the crinkle between their brows that proved how futile the search was. He had stayed behind to watch over the cars and guard the house and one by one they started to show.“Nothing” Joan muttered, trying to dust off the dirt smudged on her dress and Christian ran his hands through his hair—a seemingly bad habit as he exhaled. “But where’s Stevens?” Joan asked as she looked around.But just then as if he has heard, he showed up, emerging from another entrance of the forest but unlike them, he and Jazz and Daniel were more panicky than usual. “Any luck?” Christian and Joan chorused and he came to a halt, hefting the broken watch in his hands. “I’m afraid not too good of a luck” The sheriff bestowed upon the group a reason to fear. “Is that—“ “It’s Leonardo’s” Jazzlyn sharply cut through and the next moment was them exchanging callous glares. “So if they have him, what now?” Daniel smot
“She’s gone.”“What do you mean she’s gone?” Emily asked with a weary arc between her brows. The sheriff had walked all the way to them to deliver the bad news and his shoulders was well collapsed. His lips curved in devastation and a brisk moment of silence fell between the group. Jazz and Daniel looked behind to see Theodore leaning against the Ford car with his arms crossed in front of him. It was Christian that sauntered up to him and stayed right beside. He was in tears, with his chin cupped to face the ground and although they didn’t know anything about each other, Christian placed his arms to comfort him—like a brother.“Hey, man it’s okay” He whispered and everyone seemed so defeated in their expressions. “It was all my fault. I should have stopped her” Theo lifted his gaze and his eyes were already bloodshot and swollen. “I should have stopped her when i had the chance to and now she’s gone” He said.“Maybe she made it out.”“Maybe he could have helped her—the other guy” Chr
“In a complete shock and turn of events, it appears to be that the global hotel merchants, Starlight has now listed more than a 50% of its ownership shares for sale in the stock market. This comes after the riveting news of Isabella’s uncertain disappearance. We’ve reached out to the Carters over a week now and there has not been a single response as to why the sudden change of heart—“ The news reporter read.His brown eyes were fixated on the cameras which just made him appear to looking directly into Patricia’s eyes. She’d increased the volume of the tv with the remote as she sat up. There was a crinkle between her brows—because what exactly did he mean by Leonardo was selling his portion in the company.“It is expected that we would see a complete take over of the company should it be purchased and would no longer be headed by the current CEO and Director Leonardo Carter anymore but by a new person. We couldn’t get through to the CEO but we managed to speak to some of his employers
Leonardo snapped his eyes open with an agonizing pain spearing through his neck and along the veins of his numb limbs. He was carried by two hefty arms into a large, dark room and when he realized that his consciousness was regained after an hour long sedation, he struggled to break free from the grasps of the arms that restrained him. “Where’s Isabella!” Was the first question that he yelled out through his panting lips. He threw his head upon his shoulders as he was dragged, his feet barely an inch from the callous grounds. And then he was thrown in the deepest and darkest part of what seemed to be a dungeon. The beads of sweat that formed across his head tricked down his body and he wiped across his face, lifting his gaze to see the masked men in front of him. Leonardo was short of breath as he staggered to sit up, using his barely formidable arms as a wedge. He was able to lean against the wall as he searched for his breathes.“Where’s Isabella?” He looked around him and there d
“I’m sorry but Mr Sanders left a little while ago” The woman behind the desk pressed her lips together and it was a like a sword of disappointment struck through Emily’s chest. She batted her lashes and then exchanged glares with Gerald.“I’m sorry—to where?” She stuttered.Her hands reached across the counter and she tapped her fingertips into it. “And when will he be getting back?” She asked and the receptionist was a bit reluctant divulging any piece of information for these strangers in front of her. Emily saw the crinkle form between her eyes and a sharp breath escaped her lips.“Look i know you know who i am.”“If not from my last name then perhaps from Klaus telling you never to engage with his own niece if ever she came around. Short, brunette haired with the mouth like a tap is exactly how he would describe me—““I don’t know what you’re talking about” The lady replied.“Well i call bullshit” Emily cussed and Gerald found his hands holding her back. “My daughter, Klaus’ fucki
Isabella awoke to a dimly lit candle in the corner of the room.The crimson orange flames flickered in her eyes with a slight pitter-patter sound of the wax burning. It curved to the side and just that single piece was able to warm the room, ridding it of it’s unconducive iciness. She shivered off the remnant cold as she sat up. The heavy chain followed even the slightest movement of her hands, letting out a thunderous clang as she retracted them. Her eyes met Kayla who was quivering in fear just opposite her. “It wasn’t there before” Isa’s voice interrupted the eerily silent room. Her eyes looked pointedly to the candle flame but then suddenly something fell right in front of her.“Oh my God” She clutched her chest, startled to her bones and Kayla let out a shaky scream. The pair of black rubber boots that sauntered towards her drew her attention before whatever it was that was thrown to her. “Take a look” The familiar voice towered over her and Isabella didn’t even need to lift her
The slow jazz pierced through Emily’s ears as she wrapped her hands around Gerald’s neck. Indulged in the dance, she didn’t raise her head but that was until it was his turn to swing her. She moved her hips so elegantly like she was young again and after an hour, she admitted to be wrong because there was something about the dance that eased her tension. The music stopped and there was a round of applause, the same moment that allowed them to intimately look into each other’s eyes. “You were amazing” Gerald whispered but before Em could mutter another word, her eyes caught him.“Klaus!” She blurted out.There he was, by the bar downing a glass of champagne with a younger mistress in his hands. He was headed for the stairs and Emily fixated his eyes on him, unwilling to let him misplace in the colorful crowds. She tried to catch her breath and the hemming of her dress as she moved closer.This place was big, the walls a glittering gold with a low hanging silver chandelier dropping fro
Stevens dashed across the bordering sign that demarcated Norman and Riverdale with his hands firmly grasping the steering wheel. He was on the edge of his seat but somehow managed to steal a glance at the clock.ONE HOUR UNTIL MIDNIGHT.“We can still make it” Gerald piped forward, drawing the chair behind. Em was at the front seat and she allowed their eyes to meet in a tensive second. “It’s okay” Gerald whispered with an affirmative nod. “It’ll soon be over” He reached to her hands and Theo pushed a hard lump down his throat. All, that on his mind was Joan’s safety and whether or not she was okay. “Do you have the complete money now?” Emily turned to the sheriff, still reeling in the disbelief of how they raised a hundred million dollars in twenty four hours. He nodded, darting a stare back at her. “I mean Harold was the last. He was able to get an upfront deal of about forty for the shares of the Norman hotel. Christian wired my ten and Gerald as well—And your uncle transferred t