"And you're sure no one’s been bothering her at work?" Liam asked, glancing over at Dandelion as they stood in the hallway, both trying to figure out the reason for their younger sister's strange behavior that morning.
"Liam, I’m her manager. If anyone tried anything, I’d know. Sure, she’s had her moments, but nothing that would cause such a drastic change," Dandelion replied, crossing her arms. "I found her staring out the window earlier," Liam muttered, his brow furrowing. "She seemed lost, but at the same time... excited? I’ve never seen her like that before." "I’ll keep a closer eye on her," Dandelion promised, knowing how protective Liam was over Daisy. The youngest Croft sibling had always been Liam’s bottom line, and no one dared cross that line. "Just promise me—if something comes up, I’m the first person you call," Liam said firmly. "Do we have a choice?" Dandelion laughed, shaking her head. "Come on, let’s get downstairs before the little wolf devours the entire table." They descended the stairs only to find Daisy sitting quietly at the dining table, eating her breakfast with an air of calmness that none of them were used to. Normally, she would be bouncing off the walls, causing a ruckus. Even their parents exchanged curious glances as they took their seats. Once everyone settled, Daisy put down her fork and took a deep breath. "Now that everyone’s here, I’d like to say something." Her voice was steady but soft, drawing everyone's attention. "I... I want to apologize for all the trouble I’ve caused. I know I’ve been a real pain—" she glanced at her mother apologetically—"but I promise to do better. I’m going to make you all proud of me again." Her mother reached out and took Daisy's hand, squeezing it gently. "Baby, you know we love you, no matter what." Daisy smiled softly, but there was a trace of sadness in her eyes. "I know, Mum. And I’m grateful. But I think it’s time I start acting my age." "You’re only eighteen, sweetheart. You’ve got time to figure things out. Besides, your brother’s here to hold the fort for you," her mother added with a chuckle. This warmth was what Daisy had missed the most. No matter how reckless she had been in her previous life, her family never reprimanded her, never stopped loving her. The weight of that love now pressed down on her, knowing what she had lost before. "Let her be, Mum," Liam said, smiling at Daisy. "She’s old enough to make her own decisions." "Thank you, brother," Daisy replied, her smile growing as she looked at him. "Eat up," Liam said, standing. "I’ll drop you off on my way to work." "But we’re not heading in the same direction," Daisy said, raising an eyebrow. "I have a client near your set," he said casually, though Daisy knew he was making an excuse to keep an eye on her. "I’m going to get dressed. It’s going to be a long day," Daisy said, standing up. She could barely control the rush of emotions surging through her. "Oh, sweetie, don’t forget to call Louis after work," her mother said. "I know you don’t like him, but—" "I have a date with him today, Mum," Daisy interrupted. "You what?!" Dandelion exclaimed, her voice filled with disbelief. Everyone knew how much Daisy hated being associated with Louis. "We planned a date today. I... I want to make things right." But deep down, Daisy knew Louis had asked her out to end things once and for all. "I won’t lose you again, Louis," she mumbled to herself as she made her way to her room. --- "And... cut! The movie is finally complete," the director announced as Daisy finished the last scene of her debut film. She couldn’t believe she had landed the lead role on her first try. Others called it luck, but Daisy knew Louis was the one pulling the strings behind the scenes. He had always supported her, even when she had been too blind to see it, when she had gutted his heart and left him standing in the cold. She felt a familiar ache in her chest, knowing how much pain she had caused him. After leaving the set, Daisy hailed a cab and made her way to Five Aromas Restaurant. Louis had asked her to meet him there once she was done filming. "Reservation under Louis Grant, please," she said to the receptionist, who blinked in surprise. The receptionist stared at her for a moment before recovering. "Room 10 in the east wing, Miss Croft." "Thank you," Daisy said as she boarded the elevator. She could feel the receptionist’s stunned gaze follow her, probably wondering what had gotten into her. Daisy took a deep breath as she stood outside the door, whispering under her breath, "Please, give me strength." She opened the door and saw Louis standing by the window, gazing out at the city. He looked as distant and aloof as ever, yet there was something comforting about his presence. Without a word, she walked up to him and wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head against his back. "I missed you, Louis," she whispered. Louis turned, a small smile playing on his lips as he held her close. "Did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed this morning?" he asked with a quiet chuckle. Daisy smiled softly, her heart aching. "I just realized how much I love you.Daisy sat across from Louis, her hands clenched beneath the table as she tried to calm the racing thoughts in her mind. The restaurant was quiet, the kind of high-end place where hushed whispers and the soft clinking of glasses filled the air. Louis had yet to say much, his eyes distant, as though he'd already made up his mind. He looked just like she remembered—tall, composed, and heartbreakingly handsome. The silence between them stretched as Daisy gathered the courage to speak."I’m glad you made it," Louis finally said, his voice low, betraying none of the emotions she knew he had once held for her. "We need to talk about us."Daisy's heart squeezed at his words. This was it—the moment he had planned to break things off. She had been preparing for this. Her eyes met his, and she forced herself to speak, her voice trembling slightly. "Louis, I know things have been difficult between us. But I want to fix this. I realize now how much I took you for granted."Louis raised an eyebrow,
Daisy stood in front of the mirror, her reflection gazing back at her with a determination she hadn't seen in years—or in lifetimes. Her face was the same as it had always been, but the fire in her eyes was new. The last chapter of her life had ended in fire, betrayal, and death, but this time, she would rewrite her story.She knew where to start. Natalie."That snake," Daisy whispered to herself. She remembered the pain Natalie had caused her—the false concern, the lies, the carefully crafted web that had ensnared her entire family and led to their demise. But it was more than just manipulation. Natalie had powerful connections, and it wasn’t until Daisy’s dying days that she discovered just how deep her best friend’s ties went.Natalie wasn’t just a conniving socialite. She had ties to the underworld—specifically the mafia. That was why Natalie had been untouchable, how she had gotten away with murder without even getting her hands dirty. Her enemies vanished, obstacles disappeared,
Louis sat in his office, his mind far from the papers in front of him. Daisy’s recent changes gnawed at him—her sudden maturity, her apologetic demeanor, the way she looked at him with eyes that seemed… older. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was different about her, something beyond her just ‘growing up.’“Sir,” his right-hand man said as he entered the room, breaking Louis from his thoughts, “We’ve completed the investigation on Miss Croft. There’s nothing out of the ordinary. Her routine is the same as it’s always been.”Louis nodded, but his unease remained. He tapped a pen against his desk, watching the seconds tick by on the clock.“Arrange a meeting with Liam Croft,” Louis finally said. “I need answers.”His man left, but the room felt heavier now. Louis leaned back in his chair, lost in thought. He had loved Daisy for as long as he could remember, loved her fire, her unpredictability. But now, she was different. More reserved. Almost as if she carried a secret she
Natalie sat in the back of a sleek, black car, her eyes scanning through the latest reports about Daisy's new film project. She grinned coldly, knowing that her first real strike was about to land. Her fingers tapped impatiently on the armrest as she thought of the perfect opportunity to remind Daisy of her place. Despite her efforts to stay under the radar, Natalie wasn’t going to let things slide any longer. She had been watching quietly from the sidelines, waiting for the perfect moment to act, and now, it was here.Daisy had just landed one of the biggest roles of her career, a chance to star in an international blockbuster that would elevate her status in the industry. The role was everything Daisy had been working toward—a complex, layered character that would show off her true acting abilities. It was a major stepping stone, and one that Natalie had once thought belonged to someone else. But now, Daisy was taking it, and that simply wouldn’t do.She made a quick call, her voice
Daisy’s body tensed as she lay in the hospital bed, her mind swirling with thoughts that went far beyond her physical injuries. The accident on set had been no accident—she knew that much. It wasn’t a freak occurrence, but a calculated move. And she knew exactly who was behind it: Natalie.Her dear friend, her supposed ally, had orchestrated the whole thing. Daisy had known for some time that Natalie wasn’t as innocent as she pretended to be. In her past life, she had been blind to it, blinded by trust and friendship. But now, after being given a second chance, Daisy saw through the facade. Natalie’s connections to the underworld were well-hidden, but Daisy had seen enough in her previous life to understand the dangers Natalie posed.She clenched her fists under the blanket, the pain from her bruised ribs barely registering compared to the storm of emotions inside her. She couldn’t tell Louis or Liam—not yet. If she did, Natalie would strike harder. Her ties to the underworld meant sh
The morning light streamed through the large windows of the Croft family mansion, casting a warm glow over the spacious living room. Dandelion was sitting at the breakfast table, her fingers gliding over her tablet as she organized her schedule for the day. As the eldest, she often took it upon herself to keep the family in order, balancing work with the responsibility of looking out for her younger siblings. Across the table, Liam scanned the business section of the newspaper, his brow slightly furrowed. He might not have been the oldest, but he felt a strong sense of duty to protect both Dandelion and Daisy, especially since their father had entrusted him with important aspects of the family business. Despite his gruff exterior, Liam had always been a reliable force, someone his sisters could lean on. Daisy entered the room, looking much more vibrant than she had in the past. Her transformation hadn’t gone unnoticed by her siblings, and though they were grateful to see her in hig
It had been six months since Daisy’s “accident” on set, but in the time since, she had not let anything—or anyone—slow her down. Quietly determined, she began putting her knowledge of the future to work, creating a path that would change the entertainment industry. She wrote her first screenplay, a compelling story with a unique twist, which she knew would become a hit. As expected, it took the industry by storm, catapulting her name to new heights.With the success of her first movie, Daisy decided to take an even bolder step. She established her own entertainment agency, Phoenix Pictures, a nod to her rebirth and her journey back to the top. Her reputation grew quickly, and soon, talented actors, directors, and writers were clamoring to work with her. Every project she touched seemed to turn into gold, but Daisy’s determination was about more than just success. This was her shield, her fortress. Building her own empire would make it harder for anyone to tear her down, especially Nat
Pain—an emotion she was no stranger to. Emotional, mental, physical. She had known it all, endured it all, but never imagined it would come from the one person she trusted most."Mr. Grant, after so long, you finally appear with Miss Rodrigo! Are you two making your relationship public?" a reporter's voice echoed across the prison hall."Please make way for Mr. Grant," came the coy voice from the television—the voice of the one person who had shattered her world."They look like the perfect couple." "Wonder what their baby will look like." "Bet Mr. Grant’s a beast in bed."Laughter bubbled around her, but Daisy couldn’t tear her eyes from the screen. The cold, aloof Louis Grant, who once held her hand, massaged her tired feet, and carried her on his back... now standing beside someone else, his arm draped casually around her. How had everything changed so drastically?Who would remember the woman who had once been the center of his life? The woman who had thrown it all away for the sa