The next morning, sunlight poured through the living room windows, casting warm streaks of light across the furniture. Lilian stepped in, her steps light yet purposeful. Noah was seated on the couch, one leg propped up as he scrolled through his phone.“Good morning, Brother,” Lilian greeted, her voice soft but cheerful. She glanced around the room, her brows furrowing slightly. “Where’s Brother Moses?”Noah looked up lazily from his phone and stretched before replying, “He’s already left for the company.”Lilian’s lips parted in surprise as she instinctively glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was barely past 7:30 a.m. “He already left?” she echoed.“Yup. Early start, I guess,” Noah said with a shrug, clearly unbothered.Lilian frowned. “He could have waited for me to wake up. We could’ve gone together,” she muttered, mostly to herself.Noah let out a soft chuckle and set his phone down on the coffee table. “You know Moses. The man’s a machine. No delays, no waiting around.
Lilian glanced at Emily, her lips twitching into a small, unimpressed smile. “I always come early,” she said calmly, brushing past the implied dig in Emily’s tone.Emily smirked and tilted her head slightly, clearly enjoying the conversation. “Well, the boss isn’t here right now. He went out earlier. Oh, and did you hear? The party where they’ll announce his sister is happening next week,” she said, her voice dripping with false sweetness.Lilian blinked, her mind catching up with Emily’s words. The party. She had completely forgotten about it. If Emily hadn’t mentioned it, it would have slipped her mind entirely.“Oh, right. That’s good to know,” Lilian replied evenly, forcing a polite smile.Emily leaned in slightly, her smirk growing. “You should try to get on her good side,” she said, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “I heard she’s… sassy. Apparently, she doesn’t take kindly to people stepping out of line.”Lilian’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. Sassy? Her? She almo
Lilian nodded at Moses, a slight smirk playing on her lips. “Yes, should I not be here?” she teased, raising an eyebrow at him.Moses shrugged, his usual calm demeanor intact. “It’s fine,” he replied nonchalantly.Before she could say anything further, Moses leaned slightly closer. “Dad will be here in six days,” he informed her, his tone casual but hinting at the significance of the visit.“Oh,” Lilian muttered, caught off guard by the news. “Because of the introduction?” she asked, her voice soft.Moses nodded, his expression serious. “Yes. It’s happening in a week,” he reminded her, as if ensuring she understood the importance of the event.Lilian sighed, the weight of the impending gathering settling on her shoulders. “Alright then,” she said quietly, glancing down for a moment.Moses stepped closer and gently patted her hair, his touch familiar and comforting. “Have you eaten?” he asked, his voice warm.Lilian looked up and nodded. “Yes. Pasta,” she replied simply, her lips curvi
Here’s a revised and expanded version of your chapter to approximately 1300 words, with errors corrected and a human-like tone:Lilian sat at her desk, her mind distracted by thoughts of Emily. After a few moments of deliberation, she stood up, smoothed her skirt, and walked toward Moses’s office. Once at the door, she knocked gently.“Come in,” Moses’s deep voice called from the other side.Turning the doorknob, Lilian stepped inside, closing the door behind her. Moses looked up from his desk, his sharp eyes studying her face.“Don’t tell me you’re here to talk about rethinking her termination,” he said, cutting to the chase before Lilian even had a chance to speak.She smiled, amused by how well he could read her. “But did you fire her because of what I said?” she asked, her tone more curious than accusatory.Moses shook his head firmly. “No, it wasn’t just because of your words. The way she looked at you earlier—it was malicious. That kind of attitude doesn’t belong in this company
Lilian stepped out of the company building, the cool evening breeze brushing against her face. Just as she took a few steps forward, a sleek black car pulled up in front of her, blocking her path. She frowned, halting in place. While she wasn’t scared—after all, no one would dare harm her in front of the company—she couldn’t help but feel suspicious.The car door swung open, and a tall man dressed in a sharp suit stepped out. He approached her briskly, stopping a few steps away, and bowed slightly.“Good evening, ma’am. Our boss sent us to drive you home,” he said politely, his tone calm and measured.Lilian’s frown deepened. “Your boss?” she asked, crossing her arms. “Who is your boss?”The man remained bowed slightly, and the gesture immediately put her on edge. “Please stop bowing,” she added with a touch of irritation. She hated drawing unnecessary attention to herself, and already, a few staff members leaving the building were glancing in her direction, curious.The man straighte
The next morning, the living room was already buzzing with quiet energy when Lilian walked in. Noah and Moses were seated on the couch, engrossed in their own morning routines. Noah was scrolling through his phone with a cup of coffee in hand, while Moses tapped away at his laptop, his brows furrowed in concentration.Lilian had no idea when Moses had come back home the night before. She’d fallen asleep early and hadn’t heard the front door or any sign of him returning.“Good morning, brothers,” she greeted, her voice light but laced with curiosity.Noah and Moses looked up simultaneously.“How was your night?” Noah asked.“Did you sleep well?” Moses added right after, their words overlapping.Lilian smiled faintly and nodded. “Yes, I slept fine. Thank you.”She took a seat on the couch opposite them, her eyes immediately darting to Moses. He avoided her gaze, keeping his focus locked on his laptop. Lilian could tell he was trying to dodge the conversation he knew was coming.“Brother
Lily sat on the couch, her phone gripped tightly in her hand. Her gaze was fixed on the blank screen, her mind awash with uncertainty. She had been thinking about calling Marcus all day, but the same nagging doubt held her back. Would he answer? And even if he did, would he make time for her?The distance between them had grown lately. Marcus, always busy with his work as the CEO of his company, had been barely present in her life. Their wedding was a week away, but it felt like they were two strangers planning an event rather than two people preparing to spend the rest of their lives together.Lily sighed and ran a hand through her hair. She couldn’t take it anymore. She missed him, craved his attention, and she was tired of being pushed aside. If he wasn’t going to make time for her, she would have to find a way to make time for them.With a determined breath, she unlocked her phone and dialed his number. Her heart thudded as the phone rang once, twice, three times. Just as she bega
“Are you okay?” Lily asked as she stood up and reached for Marcus, her voice filled with feigned concern.Marcus took a step back, instinctively putting distance between them. “What did you do?” he demanded, his eyes narrowing as they darted around the room.Lily frowned, her brows knitting together. “What do you mean?” she asked, feigning confusion, though her heart raced at the accusation.Marcus didn’t answer. Instead, he moved swiftly toward the door, his unease growing with each passing second. Lily’s eyes widened. She couldn’t let him leave—not yet. Acting on impulse, she darted after him and grabbed his arm. Before he could react, she pressed her lips to his in a desperate kiss.Marcus froze. He didn’t reciprocate, his body stiff as if caught off guard. Lily, undeterred, tried to deepen the kiss, hoping it would erase his suspicion. But the moment was fleeting.As clarity returned to him, Marcus abruptly pushed her away. His movements were firm but restrained, as though he was
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
Lilian’s gaze dropped to Marcus’s arm, her brows furrowing at the sight of the fresh wounds. His knuckles were red and raw, and there was a thin trickle of blood trailing down his hand.“Are you okay?” she asked softly, concern evident in her tone.Marcus looked at her, his expression unreadable. After a brief silence, he gave a slow nod. “Yes, I’m fine,” he murmured. His voice was rough, as if the weight of his emotions had drained him completely.He took a step forward, intending to close the space between them.Then—A sharp, unmistakable crunch echoed through the room.Marcus winced, his entire body stiffening. His foot had landed directly on the shattered glass strewn across the floor from his earlier outburst. A sharp pain shot up his leg, but he barely reacted.Lilian’s eyes widened. “Marcus—”He groaned, feeling the sting deepen as he shifted his weight.Lilian instinctively moved toward him, her hands reaching out to steady him. But before she could get close, he raised a han
Hilary walked into the office, his heart pounding, his hands clammy. The weight of the situation pressed down on him like a storm cloud. Security had immediately stepped in, and within moments, they were escorting her away. The woman who had deceived them for so many years—Lily—was finally being removed from their lives.Marcus stood motionless, his jaw clenched so tightly it ached. His fists curled at his sides, his entire body rigid with suppressed rage. His mind reeled, struggling to process the truth that had just shattered everything he had ever believed.He had been deceived. Lied to. For years.His whole life had been shaped by a single moment—a memory that had led him down the wrong path, making him believe in something that wasn’t real. And because of that false belief, he had lost the most important person in his life.His wife.The reason he had been so overprotective of Lily all these years wasn’t just because he cared for her—it was because, as a child, he had nearly drow
Marcus returned to the office, his mind still racing from the events of the past few days. The moment he stepped inside, Hilary walked in as well, his usual composed expression in place. He held a tablet in his hand, ready for orders.“Sir.”Marcus barely spared him a glance before speaking. “Investigate the other guy—the one who refused to talk at first. I want to know everything about him and the woman he’s trying to protect.” His voice was sharp, his patience running thin.Hilary immediately nodded, his fingers already moving to jot down the details. “Understood, boss. I’ll get started on it right away.” He turned toward the door, preparing to leave.“Wait,” Marcus said, stopping him in his tracks.Hilary turned back, standing at attention. “Yes, sir?”Marcus hesitated for a brief moment, his fingers twitching slightly as he recalled something that had been gnawing at him. “I saw a scar on Lilian when she was taking care of me in the hospital… and I remember seeing the same scar on