Mr. Chester knelt down, kissed her forehead and used his hands to cover her eyes. "Sleep Bee. I'll tell you everything you need to know. For now, get some rest. Okay?" Beatrix nodded. She hoped that this man who identified himself as her father was really her father and was a good man. "Put me on a call with officer Don now! I want to see everything and make sure those culprits are caught and dealt with!" The governor said to his P.A walking out the room. While the man followed him along with the security guards trying to call officer Don, he stopped the governor. "Sir, this has something to do with the death of Mrs. Winston. Many secrets are unfolding!" Mr. Chester stopped working and turned his head to his P.A. "What?!" ****** Governor Chester had been sitting in the hospital room for hours, his daughter, Beatrix recovering from the traumatic events of her kidnapping and accident. The look on his face was one of utter defeat, yet a burning determination smoulde
Zach sat slumped on the kitchen counter, his head in his hands. He felt like everything had gone wrong in the blink of an eye. One moment he was cooking lunch with Meg, and the next, his daughter had caught him in the act of cheating on her mother with her mother's friend. The guilt and shame weighed heavily on Zach, and he knew that he had made a grave mistake. He had betrayed the trust of the people he loved the most, and he had no idea how to make things right.********** Zach had always prided himself on being a good father. He'd tried his best to be there for his daughters, supporting them through everything and being a constant presence in their life. But now, Nancy sat in the border of the swimming pool behind the pool, tears streaming down her face, as she had earlier seen her father pawing at another woman in the kitchen. And it was not just any other woman, it was Megan. The person she trusted so much. For Zach, it was like a switch had been flipped. He'd been caught
New Hilton City was the epitome of modernization. It was a city designed for the rich and famous, a place where only the most affluent members of society could call home. The buildings that lined the streets were tall and sleek, their polished facades reflecting the sunlight that shone down upon them. Beautifully designed parks and gardens were scattered throughout the city, where the rich could often be seen taking leisurely strolls, surrounded by the serene beauty of nature. However, the city was not always what it is today. A few years ago, New Hilton City was rocked by a devastating earthquake that tore through the city, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake. But instead of dwelling on the past, the city took it as an opportunity to rebuild and evolve, to become even better than it was before. Sounds farmiliar? With the help of the latest technology, the rebuilding process was swift and efficient. Within a few years, the city had become a marvel of modern engine
The Lynch Hotel was more than just a hotel. It was a symbol of wealth and luxury, a place where only the elite could afford to stay. It was the most expensive hotel in New Hilton City, and only millionaires like the governor, Amanda, Colton and Blake, and a few other exclusive affluent individuals could afford to stay there. Amanda preferred to stay there and while away time than to attend boring meetings with clients. But she knew she had to do it. Especially now that the company was under her name fully. As soon as you entered the hotel, you were greeted by a grand foyer with high ceilings and glittering chandeliers. The reception desk looked more like a boutique counter, with attentive staff dressed in smart suits waiting to cater to your every need. The hotel's interior decor was elegant, with a traditional yet modern design. The walls were made of polished marble, and the floors were covered with plush carpets. The artwork adorning the walls was priceless, with original paint
When Jameson finally regained consciousness, he found himself tied up in a dark, damp room. He tried to move, but the ropes were too tight. His heart started racing again as he tried to remember how he got there. He looked around the room, but it was too dark to see anything. How could he have been so naive? He thought to himself. He should have known better than to go alone. He had put himself in danger, and now he was paying the price. He managed to reach out for his his pocket with the part of his finger that wasn't tied up. His phone was no longer in his pocket. Jameson struggled for what felt like hours, trying to break free from his restraints. His mind raced with different scenarios of what could happen next. What if they killed him? Would anyone even know he was missing? Ethan would, but he had left him at the hotel with his parents. It was his fault. He should have told Ethan what he was doing. ********** Jameson's head was throbbing in pain as he slowly opened h
25 YEARS AGO It was the early 90's in the small and poor community of New Hilton, and little Jameson was playing outside with his father Fred and mother. Their small compound was dusty and filled with rocks and pebbles. But to them, it was home, and they were grateful to have each other. As the night began to settle in, Fred sat Jameson down on his lap and began to tell him an old tale. "Once upon a time, in a land far away, there was a small rat. He was never valued by the other animals and was often kicked about. But this rat had something special, something that would change his life forever." Jameson's eyes widened with excitement, and he leaned in closer to his father, urging him to continue. "This rat had the most beautiful whiskers of any animal in the land. As time passed, all of the other animals were hunted and killed for their meat or for sports, leaving this small rat alone in the world with his whiskers the only one left." Jameson's small face furrowed with sa
4 MONTHS LATER "Here. Do you remember this?" Amanda asked, smiling intently at Beatrix. She then pointed to one beautiful bird painting that was over hundred years old. Beatrix smiled. Her mouth kept moving in different directions as she chewed gently into her chewing gum. Of all things that never left her memory was chewing gum. It was just a crazy addiction, especially to her fans. Beatrix squinted her eyes and looked at the painting intently. Suddenly, tears started to well up in her eyes. "What's wrong, Bea?" Amanda asked, concerned. "I…I don't know," Beatrix said, wiping away her tears. "Something about these paintings…it's like they trigger something inside me, but I can't put my finger on it." Amanda's eyes lit up, thinking that maybe they were finally onto something. "That's okay, Bea. Let's keep looking and see if anything else comes up." They continued walking around the gallery, and Beatrix kept stopping at certain photos, staring at them for longer than the
Amanda exchanged a skeptical glance with one of the guards, but Beatrix's reaction spoke volumes. Despite her memory loss, a spark of recognition flickered in her eyes, and a sense of familiarity tugged at her heartstrings. She couldn't explain it, but she felt a connection to this stranger. "I... I think I know you," Beatrix said softly, her voice filled with a mix of confusion and affection. "But I can't remember how or why." The stranger's eyes softened, and he took a step closer. "Beatrix, it's me, Adrian," he revealed, his voice laced with emotion. "We knew each other before the accident. We had something special, something worth holding onto." Amanda's eyebrows furrowed as she tried to process this unexpected revelation. How could Beatrix have a connection to someone she couldn't even remember? And what was this "something special" Adrian spoke of? The situation felt increasingly complex and mysterious. Before Amanda could voice her concerns, the guards intervened, their
"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