Suddenly, after few seconds of waiting, two men walked into the station, one was handcuffed, the other was not. As soon as Amanda saw them, she opened her eyes widely and gasped. She was shocked at what she saw that she couldn't believe her eyes, so she fainted. ****** As soon as Amanda had regained consciousness, she felt her body vibrating. Her head pounded so loudly that she became sweaty. "Is this, is this true? It can't be right? I mean, it's just not possible right?" Amanda asked shakily. Ethan who had ran over her when she fainted looked bizzare. The police had beaten him up to stupor demanding for Beatrix. His mouth was seriously swollen and blood stains decorated his white tuxedo shirt. "Miss Amanda, I guess it was all a trickery. I too would have trusted Ethan. He has the face. Turns out he has been the criminal all along." Officer Don said. Ethan stood helpless. He felt so embarrassed that he didn't even attempt to look towards Amanda. Amanda
"Come on Zach. Aren't you exhausted? Last night got me off the hook. Let's just leave it for another time." Meg pleaded as Zach grabbed her behind while she slept half naked. The clock on the wall beeped as it ticked 05:00 am in the morning. Everywhere was still dark, but it was not so dark. Company workers were already out there on the road driving to work. Many companies like Swinda AgroChem Abode Ltd. Company (SAA). Owned by Mr. Winston and his daughter. Being an Agricultural company, products are of extremely high demand. So high that other countries imports products worth billions of dollars weekly. Indeed, workers were like slaves without rest. "My wife will be spending the rest of the week at work, and the kids are with Granny. Come on, you don't want to let this slide" Zach gorged Meg and began to savor her every part. He cast his hands around her softly rounded butt and pressed them so hard that Meg had no option but to moan happily. She loved it wh
Kristen stood there with her mouth wide open for some minutes. The tears that flowed from her eyes were unstoppable. They were like angry waterfall that flow freely from the base. Some drops of tears got into her mouth. Tears have a salty taste, but Kristien's taste bud became simply bitter. "Queen, please. Just breathe okay. Just breathe. I I… I …" Zach stammered. Queen was what he called his darling wife. She would call him King. Kristien believed that once a woman gets married, her husband becomes her King. Megan held up the bed sheet to her chest to cover her breasts. She couldn't look at Kristien. She simply looked away in humiliation. She knew that this would be the end of their friendship. Kristien would hate her forever. "But, I thought…. I thought you loved me. You did love me, right?" Kristien sobbed. "Yes. I would swear a million times, I love you so much, and nothing will ever change that. Not even Meg. I just… she.. she came over to say hello to
Everywhere was blur as she managed to force her eye lids open. Her head pounded so hard that she could hear some high - pitched sound effects. She tilted her head towards the left, then to the right. She saw a man sitting there. "Ethan? Is that you? Come closer hun. What is this place?" Amanda asked once her eyes managed to blend in with the surrounding a little. "It's not Ethan. It's me your husband, Colton." Colton said and began to caress Amanda's hair gently. Amanda turned to look at the man rubbing his hand on her head. It wasn't Ethan. It was Colton. "What the fuck are you doing here? And why am I here? Get your hands off me" Amanda shouted and pushed Ethan's hand away. Colton got very angry. He didn't know why Amanda would be so obsessed and possessed by a common bartender whom she met at a bar. He calmed down. He exhaled and inhaled. Reacting on his anger would only scatter his whole plans. All he wanted was to make Amanda fall for him. Anyhow, anyw
Beatrix struggled. She pushed hard. She kicked and kicked and struggled to break free, but it was to no avail. Her hands were chained up. Her legs were tied and her mouth was sealed with a duct tape. Ever since she was kidnapped, she struggled to break free. She would cry all day and night. Colton became a death sentence to her. She felt like a fool to have trusted and loved him so easily. She was alone. All the millions of followers she had on socials became useless to her. Not even a single soul could come her aid. As a Governor's daughter, even if it would cost the life of a thousand persons to get her back, it would be done. Surprisingly, though, her father had not come.to save her. What kind of governor was he? Despite her agony and pain, all Beatrix could think of was one thing. Amanda and Ethan. The last thing she remembered before seeing Ethan again was being hit by Colton on her head. The moment she saw Colton uncover his scar which he always used
"What the fuck are you talking about Jameson? Cause I hear Colton's name here. Jameson was taken aback as soon as he saw Manchi, but he refrained from displaying it. Oh how he hated the devil. "Hello Manchi. What brings you here? And how did you get in?" Fred asked and eased Jameson. "I'm here on some business that doesn't concern you Fred." Manchi spoke rudely. "I just arrived and we were about to have some proper conversations when you ruined it boss" Jameson spoke up boldly. Fred must have given him a measure of confidence. "Ruined it eh?" Manchi spoke and stared rapidly at Fred and Jameson, then he nodded in belief. "Keep your head outta mess. Cause you'll be flogged." Manchi ordered Jameson. "Thanks for sticking around for a bit Manchi, but I'm gonna have to ask you to leave now. Jameson here will let you know when he needs anything." Fred defended Jameson again. "Hey, watch it Fred, I'm gonna…" Before he could leap onto yet another word, two securi
Tears kept rolling down Amanda's beautifully rounded cheeks. She felt like her world had come to an end. Her father's death was like a thorn, a deep thorn in her flesh. Deep deep. She was still trying to cope with her mother's death. What tormented her the most was that she was never close to her father. She never abode to her father's will for her. She was busy working and working, trying to escape the pain from her mother's death. The only thing her father had ever asked for was for her to accept a marriage proposal from the Blake's family. Amanda began to consider her father's wish. Getting married to Colton wasn't that bad anyway. Yes, Colton did break her heart so bad, but there's always space for one more. Amanda didn't want to think about Ethan one bit. What he did was extreme. She hated herself for being fooled. Even if she did marry Colton, she would not give him all her heart. Never again. As all these thoughts ravaged her mind, she wished she
Amanda sat upright and made sure she was seeing the video clearly. She leaned forward and took the iPad from Reynold's hand and put the screen closer to her eyes to look for details. The video seemed to be taken by someone inside the shrubs close by. The video sent shocking waves to Amanda's skeletal system. Ethan was seen with two men dressed in black. They looked like polices. As she kept watching, she saw one of the men hit Ethan so hard in the head. The other man who wore a mask was making a video of Ethan locked in a car. Even a blind person could tell that the angle at which the masked man took the video was the same angle Colton's video displayed. It showed just his face and Beatrix in the back seat struggling to break free. Few seconds after that, one of the men was seeing taking Beatrix out of the car and jerking her into another car that had been waiting with a driver in it. The other guy then seemed to make a call, and after the call, they all lef
"Hey babe! Come, come come. Take a look at this!" "What is it again Hun? You just got back from work. You should have rest." "Okay, you remember I dropped my application letter with Swinda Agrochem right?" "Yeah. I do. What about it? You got the job?" "Not only did I get the job, but I was given instant promotion to be the sales manager! Crazy right?" "Hold on. This doesn't make any sense. You were just employed in the biggest company in the city. And here you are saying you were given an instant promotion? Look, I think you've taken too much alcohol today. Let me put you to sleep." "Oh, you're not my mother. Don't carry me. Your hands are not that strong as a matter of fact. Alright, look at it. My employment letter and confirm for your big eyes!" He grabbed the phone from her hand and saw the read the Email that was displayed on her phone screen. "This is…possible! We're rich. Haha.. we're rich!" He said then knelt down to speak with Nancy. "When you come to this wo
"Ethan Albert!" Mr. Chester said sarcastically and laughed. "You know, being the governor of New Hilton, I highly respect and, maybe fear you! You've got some fuckin guts." He said and began to walk his way through the crowd gently. He then knelt besides Ethan's bed and smiled. Holding his hand up, he placed them on Ethan's head, probably to feel Ethan's temperature. "I wonder how you're able to escape. It's intriguing. You're alive and getting better Ethan Albert. Don't you want to meet your dear Jameson in heaven? Huh?" The governor didn't wait for a reply from Ethan. He simply stood back up, scanned the room and while everyone was yet watching, he dipped his hands in his pocket as if to pick up something. Amanda suddenly stood up. "Mr. Governor, I'd say it's best you'd leave so we avoid further complications. Ethan here has committed no crime and therefore has no charges against him. New Hilton has to hear the truth. Someone needs to say it!" She said with confide
Lois stood outside the restroom, her heart aching for Nancy. She could hear the cries and pleas from inside, the desperate longing for her mother's presence. Lois gently knocked on the door. "Nancy, my dear, please open the door. Let me in. We can talk," Lois said softly, her voice filled with compassion. But Nancy's voice came muffled through her sobs, "Go away, Granny! Leave me alone! I want Mommy!" Lois fought back her own tears, understanding the depth of Nancy's pain. She knew she had to find a way to reach her. With a heavy sigh, she took a deep breath and began to sing a familiar lullaby, the one Kristen used to sing for Nancy and Kamsi. "Hush, little one, don't you cry, Mommy's watching from the sky. Though she's gone, she's always near, in your heart, she's always here." As Lois sang, the words carried the warmth of a mother's love and the gentle reminder of Kristen's presence. Gradually, Nancy's sobs quieted, replaced by sniffles and hiccups. Finally, Nancy opene
Zach sat besides his wife crying profusely. He hated himself so much that he regretted ever getting married to such beautiful innocent woman. He just didn't deserve her. He has never deserved her. He wished Kristen would just live. Just… just open her eyes, or shake her fingers or do something. With every strength in his body that managed to control his tears, Zach pleaded endlessly to Kristen's body, begging for her just to show a sign that she was still alive. Zach couldn't just believe that his wife. His own dear wife whom he married, whom he bore 2 kids for, 2 beautiful girls for, was dead. It just.. just didn't sound right to him. Speaking of his girls, Lois finally allowed the girls to come see their mother. Kamsi and Nancy were numb. Kamsi was wailing out loudly. "Mommy please mommy! Please, just get up mommy. Look, daddy's here. Granny's here. Let's go to the beach. Please mommy!" Kamsi kept crying refusing to succumb to any of Lois's kind words. Nancy on the ot
Ethan's words echoed through the airwaves, carrying the weight of his harrowing experiences. The revelation of the governor's sinister actions sent shockwaves through the hearts of those who listened. In his passionate plea for justice, Ethan recounted the governor's desperate attempts to conceal his secrets. He spoke of the hospital attack, where he, Amanda, and Adrian had visited Beatrix, the governor's daughter. Adrian, who possessed vital information, had been living in hiding, constantly evading danger. The room fell into a heavy silence as Ethan shared his own abduction at the hands of the governor, accompanied by Colton and his father, Blake. He described the intense torture he endured, the threat to his very life. In that dark moment, it was the courage and intervention of Officer Don and Detective Ryan that saved him from the brink of death. His voice carried a note of urgency as he addressed the listeners, his words resonating with a mixture of concern and determin
Colton's anger surged like a tempest within him as Ethan's words struck a nerve. He couldn't fathom how this man, whom he had meticulously planned to eliminate in that caravan, now stood defiantly before the world, exposing their darkest secrets. His fists clenched in a mix of frustration and disbelief. In his office, Blake shared in his son's astonishment. His mind raced to comprehend the implications of Ethan's survival. He reached for the telephone, intending to call Colton and discuss the unfolding crisis. However, before he could dial the number, the phone rang with a shrill urgency, revealing the caller ID: Mr. Chester, the governor himself. Fear gripped Blake as he hesitantly answered the call. The voice on the other end was filled with seething rage and menace, unmistakably that of Mr. Chester. The governor's furious words lashed out at Blake, threatening him and Colton with a slow and agonizing demise. Mr. Chester seething with anger spoke "Blake, you spineless fool
As Don declared that it was time for Ethan to go live, the room fell into a hushed anticipation. The cameraman swiftly set up his equipment, positioning the camera, laptop, and microphone before Ethan, ready to capture every word he would speak. Taking a deep breath, Don looked at Ethan with a mix of encouragement and urgency. "Ethan, now is the time," he said firmly. "Tell the world everything you've faced, everything you've seen. The governor can no longer hide." Ethan nodded, his heart pounding with a mixture of nervousness and determination. He knew that this moment would change everything, that the truth had to be exposed. With a steadying breath, he turned towards the camera, knowing that his words would reach millions of people across social media platforms, billboards, and TV shows. "Greetings, everyone," Ethan began, his voice tinged with both vulnerability and strength. "I was just a lowly boy who left Mexico in search of greener pastures in New Hilton City, known as t
As they continued their conversation, a gentle knock interrupted their discussion. Catherine hurried to the door to see who it was. Outside stood four men, dressed in heavy attire that concealed their faces, as if they were secretive workers who preferred anonymity. Curiosity filled the room as Catherine let them in, recognizing their true identities. Once inside, the men shed their elaborate garments. The first man was Officer Don, followed by Detective Ryan. The third man introduced himself as Adrian, while the fourth individual appeared to be a cameraman, equipped with a laptop, camera, and microphone, as if prepared to interview Ethan. A mixture of emotions washed over everyone, as they were overjoyed to see Don and Ryan. Catherine couldn't contain her excitement as she looked at Don. "Don, it's been so long! We've missed you," she exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine warmth. Don smiled warmly at Catherine. "I missed you too," he replied, his eyes reflecting a m
It was a beautiful morning, and Ethan sat upright on the hospital bed, surrounded by Amanda and Beatrix. The room was filled with a sense of relief as Ethan had regained consciousness, marking a significant step forward in his recovery. Engaged in a friendly conversation, the three of them shared a moment of warmth and joy. Amanda's love for Ethan radiated from her every glance, her heart yearning for his complete recovery. She had missed him immensely during his ordeal and cherished every precious moment they could now spend together. Among them was Catherine, Amanda's Chief Operating Officer, providing support and offering her presence in this pivotal moment. The camaraderie in the room was palpable, a testament to the bond they shared. Curiosity sparked in Ethan's eyes as he observed Amanda's changed appearance. He noticed a slight weight loss and signs of exhaustion etched upon her face. Concerned, he asked, "Amanda, you look a little slimmer. Have you been goin