A bitter scoff escaped Trevor's mouth the moment he saw Emma, "Are you presently tracking my movements?" Trevor's penetrating gaze fixated on Emma, enough to elicit discomfort from her."Pardon me? You're the one residing in the opposite house to mine, yet you feel the need to interrogate me?" Emma gave a small laugh, she shook her head in unbelief, it seems as though it wasn't enough seeing hum since after their breakup in his father's office, but seeing him in her apartment which makes it twice in one day was more than enough and she could not wait for the day to pass away."How benevolent of my father to offer you shelter. Pathetic," Trevor sneered, oozing disdain as he eyed her from head to toe, emanating hostility."At least I'm not promiscuous,, a deceiver, a despicable person, a perpetrator of domestic violence, and a manipulator, all rolled into one," Emma countered, her arms folded as she stood her ground, staring him down."What did you just call me?" Trevor advanced toward
In a flurry of haste, she shed her work attire, the fabric slipping through her grasp.The call of the bathroom tempted her, yet she opted to proceed without delay. Urgently, she stepped into the shower, the frigid water easing her aching muscles as it cascaded over her flesh. She shut her eyes, taking a moment of respite amidst the chaos surrounding her.While lathering soap onto her skin, her mind wandered back to Damien. What could he have uncovered that was so dire? The mere thought sent a shudder down her spine, hastening her to get out of the shower.Stepping out of the shower, she wrapped herself in a towel and swiftly dried off, the plush fabric absorbing the lingering droplets on her body. She donned a pair of comfortable leggings and an oversized sweater.Her hair in disarray, she ran a comb through the tangled locks, the bristles gently tugging out the knots. Casting a final look in the mirror, she smoothed down stray strands and took her phone, her thoughts already racing
Strong arms hugged her, drawing her away from the unfolding scene. The prick of a needle pierced her skin as the nurses administered a sedative. She could feel herself drifting into oblivion as the world blurred before her.♠︎♠︎♠︎♠︎Upon awakening, the sterile smell of the hospital overwhelmed Emma's nostrils. Lucas stood by her bedside, fretful and relieved.“You're awake,” he whispered, gingerly brushing her clammy skin.“He's dead... because of me,” Emma croaked, silent tears cascading down her cheeks, accusing herself.Lucas held her tightly, providing wordless solace as she wept into his shoulder, each sob wracking her body.She cried until her tears ran dry until the nurses returned with another dose of sedative. As the medication dragged her back into the abyss, the weight of her culpability bore down on her, unrelenting and suffocating.When she woke again, the throbbing in her head had faded to a distant pang, but the emptiness persisted, a void that threatened to consume her
The two officers looked at her for quite some time, as though contemplating on what next to say.The other officer cleared his throat before speaking up, "Your assistance has been of great help, Ms. Emma. We will keep you informed if any new developments arise. As a safety measure, there is a police officer stationed just outside your door," the senior officer informed, while his partner took notes.Emma nodded as she wiped away her tears, attempting to compose herself. "I'm glad I could be of assistance. If there is anything else I can do, please don't hesitate to let me know," she spoke softly as she sniffed back her tears.The officers nodded before leaving, leaving Emma alone as Lucas entered the room. His eyes reflected concern and love as he approached her."What did they say?" he inquired, pulling a chair closer to her bedside, taking her hand into his as he stroke gently.Emma hesitated, her eyes drifting away. "About why I went to see him," she answered, her voice barely abov
At the sudden revelation, Emma averted her gaze from the screen of her laptop, her thoughts spinning as she attempted to comprehend the bone chilling article she had just read. To her astonishment, both Sheryl and Damien, the investigators who had delved into the enigmatic depths of the Maddox empire, had met their demise within a mere four months. An upheaval of nausea gripped her, prompting her to rise from her seat and traverse the quiet room with a frenzied gait.How had they become aware that she and Damien were probing the Maddox empire? They had always exercised caution, meeting in secluded areas outside of the city as she can vividly remember and communicating discreetly through disposable phones. She hadn't even dared to use her own phone to contact Damien after their last communication. So how had the situation devolved to this point?As she paced back and forth, memories came flooding back, each one a piercing realization. Damien had once used his regular phone to call her
As Tina forcibly pushed Trevor away from Emma, his angry voice riared at her, as he pointed a finger at Emma. "She instructed you to do it, didn't she?" His narrowed eyes fixed accusingly on Emma.Physically wincing, Emma slowly stood up, her brow furrowed in confusion. She had never expected Trevor to behave like a wild animal, his action had totally caught her off gaurd and she couldn't tell what more he would have done if Tina had not intervened. Tina's voice grew louder, her words brimming with fierce determination. "She had nothing to do with it. It was all about my sister."Trevor's expression softened, his eyes flickering with confusion. "Your sister?""Yes," Tina hissed, her tone dripping with malice. "Sheryl Jones. Your father killed her, and you're just like him."Emma's eyes widened, the pieces of the puzzle falling into place with chilling clarity. Tina's sister was none other than Sheryl Jones? The revelation sent a shiver down her spine as she felt the weight of truth se
As the elevator door slid open, Tina's eyes locked onto Trevor's, brimming with animosity, fury, and a shadowy emotion before vanishing into the the elevator.With a heavy heart, Trevor turned to Emma, searching for words to convey his the numerous emotion he was feeling, one moment he was furious and ready to turn Emma's world upside down again, and the next moment, he found himself helpless and heartbroken. When Ivanka had revealed her decision to terminate their child in the continous pursuit of her modeling career, it had crushed him, their argument had led to a fist of fight. So, when Tina had shared the news of her unexpected pregnancy after a one night stand with her, it had filled him with immense joy. Now, her decision to have aborted the baby without consulting him shattered him all over again.Feeling numb, Trevor got up from his chair and headed towards the elevator, stealing a final glance at Emma before the doors closed.As Emma sat on her office chair, gazing at the bli
The manager's brow creased in astonishment, caught off guard by her brazen defiance. For a moment, he appeared at a loss for words, with his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water before regaining his composure. With a sharp nod, he spun on his heel and vanished into Mr. Ethan's office, leaving Emma to her ruminations once again.Emma gathered her belongings the moment she was done for the day, her mind still reeling from the day's turn of events. Should she linger until Mr. Ethan's departure or take her leave at the earliest opportunity? Glancing at his sealed office door, she pondered, uncertainty gnawing at her. In the end, she trusted her instincts and slipped out of the office.As she exited the premises, Emma sensed an intense gaze following her, but she chose to ignore it and headed towards her car. However, she was taken aback when she saw Lucas' car parked nearby, her brow furrowed in confusion."Why is Lucas here?" she murmured to herself, her curiosity piqued.T
Emma clenched her hands in her lap, her knuckles white. She glanced at Lucas, who gave her a reassuring nod. "You can do this," he mouthed.After what felt like an eternity, it was time for the verdict. The judge's voice was firm, unyielding. "Mario Rodriguez, you are sentenced to a total of fifty years in prison for the rape of Kathy Callum, for human trafficking, drug trafficking, money laundering, and aiding murders. You will be eligible for parole after twenty five years."The courtroom buzzed with murmurs, but Emma barely heard them. She was focused on the look of shock and fury on Mr. Mario's face as he was led away in handcuffs. It was over. Truly over.Tears welled in her eyes, but this time they were tears of relief. Lucas squeezed her hand, and she turned to him, a tentative smile breaking through. "It's finally over," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.He nodded, pulling her into a hug. "You were amazing," he said softly. "So strong."Emma leaned into him, feeling
Emma felt the warm trickle of blood running down the side of her face where the gun had struck her. The metallic scent filled her nostrils as she looked up at Mr. Mario. His grip on her face was ironclad, his face mere inches from hers. His breath was hot and reeked of cigarettes as he hissed, “Don’t make me kill you, Emma. Don’t tempt me.”His voice was low and menacing, and Emma could feel the vibration of his words against her skin. She knew she was probably making the worst decision of her life, but it was the only thing she could think of. With a sudden, desperate resolve, she lunged forward and sank her teeth into his nose. She bit down hard, the taste of blood flooding her mouth, and pulled with all her might until she felt the flesh tear awayMr. Mario’s scream pierced the air, raw and filled with agony. Emma could see the shock and pain in his eyes as he clutched his nose, blood streaming through his fingers. Seizing the moment, Emma summoned every ounce of strength and let o
Emma slowly sat back down in a chair. She took a deep breath and opened the file. Inside, she found a set of documents. As she scanned the pages, her eyes landed on the title: "Dissolution of Betrothal Contract." Her heart pounded as she saw Morgan’s signature at the bottom.Her mind reeled. Why had Morgan changed her mind? What had prompted this sudden shift? Emma leaned back, staring at the papers, her thoughts a whirlwind of confusion and curiosity. But her relief was unmistakable."What had changed her mind?" Emma whispered to herself, the question lingering as she stepped out of the courtroom.**One month later**Emma stepped out of the hospital with Tina, who had just finished her antenatal check-up. The setting evening sun glinted off the hospital’s glass facade, casting long shadows on the pavement.Emma got into the driver’s seat and started the engine. “Feeling okay?” she asked as she navigated the car through the parking lot.Tina chuckled, resting a hand on her baby bump.
His lips curled into a sneer. "I'm going to win my case tomorrow. And when I get out, Emma, I'll make sure you pay. I'll kill you, and before that, I'll have my way with you. Brutally. You'll regret everything. You should have stopped when you had the chance."Emma's smile didn't waver, but inside, a shiver ran down her spine. She steadied herself, refusing to let him see any weakness. She knew the case was too good for him to win it. "We'll see about that, Ethan Maddox. How pitiful it is, the once powerful Maddox, stuck in a jail cell." She stood up, adjusting her coat with deliberate grace.As the guards moved to take him away, Ethan's expression shifted, a malicious glint in his eye. "Watch your back, Emma. Mario is still out there, and he's planning something big."Emma paused, her heart skipping a beat, but she didn't turn around. She walked out of the room, the echo of Ethan's words trailing after her.With Mario still roaming out there, she knew everything was truly far from ov
"Cookies or a sandwich?" Emma asked.Tina picked cookies without hesitation. Emma retrieved a pack from the pantry and placed a few on a plate, setting it on the counter next to where they would soon sit with their hot drinks.The kettle began to whistle, steam escaping from its spout as Emma poured the hot water into two waiting mugs filled with cocoa mix. The rich aroma of chocolate filled the air.They sat down at the kitchen table, the silence heavy between them as they sipped their drinks. The warmth of the hot chocolate seeped through Emma's fingers, temporarily soothing her senses.After they finished their drinks and Tina left, Emma returned to the living room. The fatigue of the day washed over her, and she settled onto the couch, her thoughts wandering to Lucas.Hours later, the sound of the front door opening roused Emma from her doze. She blinked sleepily, glancing at the clock—it was a little past seven. Lucas entered the room.He settled beside her on the couch, leaning o
The lady sighed deeply, her shoulders slumping as she collapsed onto the edge of the bed. "Maybe you weren't convincing enough," she suggested. "You should have worn the other more revealing red dress. And maybe you sounded pushy..."Her words faded into the background as Morgan's anger reached a boiling point. With a sudden, ferocious movement, she stood up and crossed the room in two quick strides. Grabbing the lady by the front of her shirt, she lifted her off the bed and slammed her against the nearby wall. The impact sent a dull thud through the room."If you want to pass blame on me for your stupid plans not working," Morgan hissed through gritted teeth, her face inches from the lady's, "you're not going to like how it ends for you."The lady's eyes widened in shock and fear. Her breath came in shallow, rapid bursts. As Morgan's grip tightened momentarily before letting go, the lady slid down the wall, her legs weak beneath her. She straightened herself slowly, smoothing out her
Upstairs, Lucas leaned back in his leather chair, the phone pressed to his ear. Morgan's voice echoed through the line, breaking the silence."We need to see Lucas. It's urgent," Morgan's tone was urgent.Lucas frowned, his brow furrowing. "See me for what?" he asked, his voice guarded.There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before Morgan replied, "About Ethan Maddox. There's been a breakthrough, and I thought you should know."Lucas's grip tightened on the phone. Ethan Maddox. He inhaled sharply."Why are you trying to help me?" Lucas's voice was low, contemplative. "It feels like there's more to this than just the case."A soft chuckle came through the line, warm and unexpectedly genuine. "Yes, Lucas," Morgan admitted, her tone unguarded. "I have my reasons. I want you to warm up to me, and if helping with this case will achieve that, then I'm willing to take the risk. I'm really sorry about yesterday, I shouldn't have done that. It's been years, and I should have allo
"This is one of the disk file you gave to us, we would like to watch it with you," the police officer stated and Mrs Veronica nodded.The screen showed a dimly lit kitchen. Mrs. Maria was gagged and tied on the floor, her eyes wide with fear. Ethan Maddox was pacing around, his face twisted in anger, his mouth moving rapidly as he shouted. Although there was no sound, the rage in his body language was unmistakable. Mrs. Maria seemed to be pleading, shaking her head in desperation.The scene escalated quickly. Ethan Maddox grabbed a knife from the counter and, with a swift, brutal motion, slashed at Mrs. Maria's neck. Blood spurted out in gruesome bursts, staining the floor and walls. Mrs. Veronica's breath caught in her throat, her eyes glued to the screen.The officer quickly shut the laptop, her hands shaking slightly. She took a deep breath, her face pale. "This... this is more than enough evidence," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Emma and Lucas sat in the car, parked
Emma inhaled sharply, not expecting what she had just heard. "Does the phone contain information that could help?" She asked and the woman nodded.Emma glanced at Lucas, whose eyes were distant and unfocused, lost in thought.Lucas suddenly stood up from the worn-out couch, his expression resolute. "This is what we're going to do," he said, his voice steady. He ran a hand through his tousled hair, a sign of the stress they were under.Emma watched as he began to pace. "I'm going to call the police, and you're going to speak to them," he continued, "They'll come here and find everything exactly as it is. But this time, we'll take pictures and leak them to the public. That way, they can't cover anything up, especially with the FBI involved." He glanced at the woman, whose eyes widened slightly, a mix of fear in her gaze."We need to make sure they can't hide this," Lucas explained. "You're going to tell them you've been attacked and that you have information they need. When they're clos