Helma went downstairs after she checked on the baby.Downstairs, Neil was sitting on the sofa chatting with Jade. Helma vaguely heard the name ‘Guller’.As soon as she came downstairs, Neil and Jade changed the topic immediately."Mom, why didn't Neil go to the company today?" Helma said."There’s a
The weekend rolled around, and Helma made a beeline for the Westwood Joint Department. The hustle and bustle there was winding down as the project drew to a close, and the once-busy offices were now hushed, with most of the crew having returned to headquarters. Helma's first stop was to check in wi
Helma scoffed at the reporter's insinuations. "You've got quite the imagination, but smearing someone's name to grab headlines won't get you off the hook. Being a journalist doesn't give you a free pass."The back-and-forth between Helma and the reporter had not gone unnoticed. The surrounding crowd
Richard looked at Helma, then at his wife on the ground.His anger melted away, and he turned to Helma with a serious, grateful expression. "Thank you, Miss King!"Helma did not make a big deal out of it. She stood by, watching Madam Pearce's convulsions slow down and stop in two minutes, then quick
"It's nothing big." Helma stood her ground, starting to fill Mrs. Pearce in on the details.Mrs. Pearce's face went from shocked to doubtful, and then she broke into an easy smile. "No sweat. How could I ever repay you for saving my life with just this little bit of help? It's no big deal at all."H
Once Lorenzo was gone, Helma faced the three others left in the room."We're in this project together, and I promise, when it's showtime, no one's name will be left out. I want you all to focus and nail this last part, okay?" She bit her lip, trying to reassure everyone. "And just so we're clear, I'
The wrap-up party kicked off with an emcee laying out the night's agenda. Thanks to the powerhouse collaboration between King Group and the Guller Family, the folks in Westwood got a sweet deal—home makeovers from top to bottom, free of charge.Some residents even came back to find their old, ricket
Six o'clock PM, in her bedroom, Helma was perched in front of her computer, shooting the breeze with Andrew in the Emeraldshade elite chat.Her fingers flew across the keyboard, quickly linking up all the surveillance cams around King Residence and the research facility to her own system.She whippe