They started eating in silence. Clara seemed more focused on Matt than ever before, her attention unwavering as she carefully observed him. Lilian couldn’t help but feel a warm sense of happiness at how well Clara treated her son. The tenderness in Clara’s actions brought comfort to Lilian’s heart.Clara kept putting food into Matt’s bowl, making sure he had enough to eat. Then, suddenly, Marcus picked up a piece of fish and placed it in Matt’s bowl as well.The table fell silent. Everyone froze.Lilian blinked, caught off guard by the unexpected gesture. It felt strange, an odd shift in the air that unsettled her. Across the table, Lily’s face darkened, her expression turning sour as she frowned deeply.Matt, noticing the fish in his bowl, frowned too. For a moment, he stared at it as though unsure of what to do. Then, without a word, he picked it up and placed it into his mouth, chewing silently.Marcus smiled faintly when he saw Matt eat the fish, the small success lighting up his
Lily felt awkward. She had wanted to see a pained, vulnerable expression on Lilian’s face—something to prove her presence still affected her—but Lilian’s features remained cold and indifferent, as though she were looking at nothing more than a passing stranger. That wasn’t the reaction Lily had hoped for, and it gnawed at her.“We’re leaving,” Clara said, her voice firm and crisp. She turned to Marcus with a look that brokered no argument. Without waiting for a response, she grabbed Matt’s small hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. “Let’s go,” she added, nodding toward Lilian.Lilian nodded silently, her expression neutral, and rose to her feet. Without a glance back, she followed Clara out of the restaurant. Her movements were slow, deliberate—steady in a way that seemed to irritate Lily even more.Left behind, Lily turned to Marcus with wide eyes, playing up her confusion and innocence. “It seems Aunty Clara still doesn’t like me,” she said softly, her tone carefully layered with
Matt blinked innocently at the question, his expression earnest. “We only met Grandma Clara, and she took us to the shopping mall. She bought me some toys before we went to the restaurant,” he said, carefully leaving out everything else that had happened.Lilian glanced at her Eldest brother, her lips lifting into a faint smile. “I’m fine. You don’t need to worry about me.” She tried to sound convincing, but deep down, she understood why they were concerned. They cared about her—it was as simple as that—and that thought melted her heart.“Why wouldn’t we worry about you?” Noah said, his voice tinged with both affection and exasperation. “You’re our only sister.”Lilian let out a soft laugh and nodded. “Yes, yes, I know,” she replied, brushing off their concern as gently as she could.Moses, the quieter of the two older brothers, gave her a small smile. “Just be careful,” he said, his tone firm but caring.Lilian met his gaze and nodded again. “I will, I promise. It’s just that Aunty C
The Next MorningLilian woke up before sunrise, the first rays of light barely illuminating her room. She had set her alarm early, determined to shake off the sluggishness of the past two days. Staying home felt unproductive, and her absence from the office weighed heavily on her mind.As she walked into the living room, her bare feet making soft sounds against the tiled floor, she saw Moses sitting on the couch. He was bent over his suitcase, organizing his belongings with practiced efficiency. He looked up when he heard her footsteps, his eyebrows arching slightly in surprise.“You’re up early,” he said, his voice low and calm, though a flicker of curiosity passed across his face.Lilian nodded, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. “Yes. I haven’t been to the office for two days, and I want to get a head start today. There’s a lot to catch up on,” she replied, her tone steady but laced with determination.Moses tilted his head, scrutinizing her. “Are you sure you’re up for it?
Lilian walked back into her office, the faint echo of her heels fading as she shut the door behind her. The familiar scent of coffee and paper filled the air, grounding her in the present. She sighed softly, her gaze drifting to the desk she had left cluttered earlier in the day.As she eased into her chair, a fleeting memory surfaced—a notification from her phone that she had ignored yesterday. Her brows knitted together as she recalled it.“What was that message again?” she murmured to herself, leaning back and slipping her hand into her pocket.She pulled out her phone, the sleek screen lighting up as she unlocked it. With a few taps, she found the unread message and opened it.A small smile tugged at her lips as she scanned the content. It was a wedding invitation—a digital card with soft golden borders and neatly scripted text. The message announced the union of Marcus and Lily.Lilian’s smile faltered, her lips pressing into a thin line. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and her thumb
Lilian leaned back in her chair, her gaze resting on the now-clear surface of her desk. The files she had started working on earlier were completed, signed, and neatly organized. It hadn’t been a heavy workload to begin with, so she was able to finish quickly. Still, the sense of accomplishment brought a small smile to her lips.The quiet hum of the office surrounded her, and for a moment, she allowed herself to relax. Just as she was about to fully settle in, her phone buzzed, breaking the silence. Curious, Lilian picked it up, her brow furrowing slightly as she saw the name on the screen: Clara.Her lips curled into a warm smile as she answered the call. “Hello, Aunty Clara.”“How is your day going, dear?” Clara’s familiar voice came through, soft and warm as always.“It’s going well,” Lilian replied, leaning forward in her chair. “I’m at the company today, just finishing up some files.”“Ah, I see,” Clara said. “I hope I’m not disturbing you.”“Oh, no, not at all,” Lilian reassured
“Are you leaving now?” the receptionist asked, looking up from her desk.Lilian glanced at her and nodded with a smile. “Yes, yes. I have some work to do outside,” she explained, trying to sound casual.“Oh, alright then,” the receptionist replied, her voice soft but polite.Lilian turned and walked out of the company’s front entrance. She hadn’t noticed that Emily had been watching her leave. As soon as Lilian stepped out, Emily hurried to the staircase and quickly ascended to the upper floors. She was determined to find out where Lilian was heading.Lilian hailed a taxi to Clara’s hotel. She hadn’t driven herself to the office today. Instead, Moses had dropped her off in his car, and since she wasn’t sure when she’d be back, she hadn’t taken her own vehicle.The taxi pulled up to the hotel, and Lilian paid the driver before stepping out onto the pavement. She took a deep breath, glancing up at the hotel’s entrance before walking through the revolving doors.As she entered, the recep
Finally, Clara answered the call. Her voice was calm, tinged with a hint of guilt. “I’m so sorry, I was taking a bath. Where are you now?”Lilian sighed audibly before responding, her tone low and exhausted. “I’m outside, in front of the hotel,” she said, her words clipped.“I’ll come to meet you now,” Clara assured her quickly before ending the call.Lilian exhaled deeply, slipping her phone back into her pocket. The evening air was cool, but the situation made her feel strangely restless. Thankfully, she didn’t have to wait long before Clara came downstairs, her hair slightly damp, as though she’d hurried out of her room.Clara approached briskly, her face creased with concern. “Why didn’t you wait inside at the reception?” she asked, her brows furrowing in disapproval.Lilian shook her head, her lips pressing into a tight line. “The receptionist asked me to leave the building,” she said simply, her voice steady but carrying an undertone of frustration.Clara’s expression hardened i
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“Daddy! Mom is looking for you!” Matt called out, his voice urgent.Marcus immediately stepped into the room and hurried toward Lilian, who sat on the bed, cradling her swollen belly.“Are you okay?” he asked, his eyes scanning her face for any sign of distress.Lilian let out a shaky breath. “I think my water just broke,” she said.Marcus’ eyes widened. He turned to Matt without hesitation.“Go find your uncles and grandma. Tell them your mom is in labor.”Matt didn’t waste a second. He spun around and dashed out of the room, his heart racing with excitement. His baby sister was finally coming!Lilian was rushed to the hospital without delay.Inside the delivery room, Marcus refused to leave her side. He hadn’t been there for Matt’s birth, and he wasn’t about to miss this one.But as he watched Lilian endure contraction after contraction, pain twisting her face, he felt helpless. His fists clenched at his sides. He wished he could take the pain for her.He tightened his grip on her h
Matt’s eyes were fixed on the big screen, his brows furrowed in deep concentration.“Is it impossible to crack?” he asked, turning to Marcus.Marcus shrugged. “Seems like it.”Matt studied him for a moment, then narrowed his eyes at the screen. “I can try,” he said.Marcus stood up, making room for Matt to take his place at the laptop.The moment Matt’s fingers touched the keyboard, they moved with a speed and precision that left Marcus stunned. He had never seen Matt type before, and watching him now was mesmerizing. He did it with such ease, such confidence—it was clear he knew exactly what he was doing.Marcus crossed his arms and nodded in approval, feeling an unexpected surge of pride.“Done!” Matt announced, a triumphant smile spreading across his face.Marcus immediately leaned in, eyes scanning the screen. His breath caught for a second—Matt had actually done it. The code was cracked.“Wow,” Marcus muttered, a rare smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “Good job.”Without
Lilian walked into the house that evening, surprised to see her father with an elderly man. They were deep in conversation, as if they had been friends for years. “Dad,” Lilian greeted him. Gabriel looked up and smiled. “You’re back. How was work?” he asked. “It was fine, Dad,” she replied, turning her attention to the elderly man. “Good evening, sir,” she greeted him politely. “How are you doing?” the man asked, his face lighting up with a warm smile. “I’m doing very well, sir. What about you?” Lilian responded, offering him a smile of her own. “I’m doing fine. You look so beautiful,” the old man said, nodding his head approvingly. Lilian blushed at the compliment. “Thank you, sir.” “This is Marcus’ grandfather,” Gabriel introduced. Lilian froze in surprise. She had never met Marcus’ grandfather before. This was her first time meeting him. “Oh! Hello, sir!” she greeted him warmly, now understanding who he was. “We never met when you and Marcus were still together,” the old
The next day, Linda was arrested and charged with attempted murder and kidnapping. Additionally, her history of bullying had led to a young woman’s suicide, further worsening her case. The weight of her crimes was undeniable, and with the overwhelming evidence against her, there was no room for denial.As soon as the police took her into custody, news of her arrest spread quickly. Social media was flooded with posts about the woman who had orchestrated kidnappings, attempted murders, and had driven someone to their death through sheer cruelty.In the cold, gray confines of the prison, Linda sat on a hard bench, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. The prison cell smelled of rust and sweat, and the metal bars that caged her in seemed to close in more with each passing second.Then, the sound of approaching footsteps made her stiffen. She looked up, and her expression immediately twisted into one of pure hatred.The man she had once deceived—manipulated into risking his life for her
Marcus sat at his desk, fingers moving swiftly across his laptop keyboard as he reviewed the latest security reports. His office was quiet except for the rhythmic tapping of his fingers. The sunlight streaming through the window cast a soft glow on the room, highlighting the expensive furnishings and the neatly organized stacks of paperwork on his desk.A sudden knock at the door interrupted his focus.“Come in,” he called out without looking up.The door swung open, and when he finally looked up, he was surprised to see Lilian standing there with Matt by her side.His brows lifted slightly, but his expression quickly softened. He hadn’t expected to see them today.Matt, beaming with excitement, didn’t wait for an invitation. He stepped forward, walking straight toward Marcus’s desk.“Good morning!” the boy greeted enthusiastically.Marcus stood from his chair, his gaze shifting between Lilian and Matt. His lips curled into a rare, genuine smile. “Good morning, Matt. How are you?”“I’
Marcus shrugged and turned to Moses, pulling out his phone. With a swipe, he brought up a picture of Linda and held it out for him to see.Moses squinted at the image, his brow furrowing. Something about her seemed familiar, but he couldn’t quite place it.“She…” he muttered, trying to recall. He knew this woman—he was sure of it. But from where?“She used to work for your company,” Marcus supplied, his tone flat. “She got fired, and after that, she developed a deep hatred for Lilian. She believed Lilian was the reason she lost her job.”Moses clenched his fists. “Damn it.” His jaw tightened as guilt weighed down on him. He should have been keeping an eye on Linda, should have monitored her actions. If he had, maybe Lilian wouldn’t have been dragged into this mess.Marcus exhaled sharply before turning back to the captive man. He crossed his arms and studied him carefully. “Sooo… are you ready?” he asked, his tone casual but laced with authority.The man slowly lifted his head, his ex
Marcus pulled out his phone as he strode into the dimly lit warehouse. His fingers moved swiftly across the screen as he dialed Moses’ number.The call connected after two rings.“Who else did you tell about me taking those men to the warehouse?” Marcus asked, his voice calm but firm.Moses hesitated for a second before answering, “Noah.”Marcus frowned slightly. “Is he a hacker?”“No, he’s not. Why? What’s wrong?” Moses’ voice carried a hint of concern. “Did they escape?”“No, they didn’t.” Marcus’ eyes darkened as he recalled the email Hilary had received. “But my assistant just got an email… and it contains every detail we need.”There was silence on the other end for a moment before Moses spoke again. “Where are you right now?”“I’m on my way to the warehouse,” Marcus replied as he continued walking.“Okay, I’m coming now,” Moses said. Marcus could hear the rustling of movement, as if he was already getting up.“Alright.” Marcus ended the call.The cold, musty air of the warehouse
Lilian woke up to the sound of the door creaking open. A soft shuffle of footsteps followed, and she turned her head in the direction of the noise. The doctor and a nurse walked in, their expressions neutral but observant as they approached.She sat up slowly, rubbing her temples as confusion settled in. Something felt… off. Her eyes widened when she looked down and realized she was lying on the hospital bed.How?She clearly remembered sitting on the chair by Marcus’ bedside. She had rested her head against the mattress for a bit, but she was certain she had never moved. Had someone placed her on the bed while she was asleep? But who?Her gaze flickered toward Marcus, who was still sitting in the chair beside her, watching her with a calm expression.The doctor and nurse also seemed surprised to find her in bed instead of the chair. The doctor hesitated for a moment before finally speaking.“Good morning, sir,” he greeted Marcus respectfully.Marcus gave a curt nod, acknowledging him