"Mrs. Jeppesen, Ms. Sanders wants to see you."At the doorstep stood the pair who had been tailing the Yates family.They eyed Sherah, their expressions flickering with surprise at the sight of her bruised face.Radd shared a knowing look with his son and settled into the silence of the living room.A shiver ran through Sherah, her mind racing. Was it Madeline or Lydia?"Which... which Ms. Sanders?"The visitor raised an eyebrow, a hint of mockery in their tone. "You seem to be acquainted with quite a few Ms. Sanders."Sherah's body tensed."It's Madeline."At the mention of Madeline, Sherah trembled harder. She clutched the doorknob for dear life, steadying herself."I've quit my job at the hospital, and I've finished all the handovers. There's nothing left for me to say to Miss Madeline. Please, just tell her to stop looking for me."With that, she slammed the door with a resounding thud.Caught off guard, the visitors outside were left fumbling as the door sealed shut, a
Lydia had not quite sorted out the Sherah situation when her phone buzzed again.Glancing at the screen, she answered with a hint of impatience, "What now? Didn't I tell you to zip it? Madeline can't touch you if you do."However, this time, it was not a voice she recognized. "Is this Ms. Sanders?"Lydia's retort got caught in her throat.She double-checked the number—it was still Sherah's—and her tone dropped a few degrees. "Speaking. Who's this?"Radd tried to sound cheerful. "I'm Sherah's husband, Radd. My wife's been in Redenbaugh City, and she's really grateful for all you've done for her."Lydia's face stayed stone-cold, her voice even chillier. "Cut to the chase. I'm not here for small talk. What do you want?"Radd, hearing the frost in her voice, could not help but silently scoff."My wife spilled everything you had her do. She's clueless, and you got her off your back with a mere four hundred and fifty thousand bucks, but I'm not as easy to fool. You've got to up the a
Madeline's brow creased with concern. "Okay, Caleb. Let's head out."However, Caleb, ever the gentle soul, handed her a spoon. "No rush. Fuel up with some breakfast first."Madeline's frown grew even more pronounced.Caleb blinked in surprise. "Not to your liking? Tell me what you're craving, and I'll head out to get it for you."Madeline shook her head. "No, it's fine. This will do. I'll grab a bowl, and you should have some too, Caleb."They sat down to breakfast together.Madeline barely grazed her utensils against the food before setting them aside.Oddly enough, she was not usually fussy about food. The beef and noodle soup with its tangy cabbage had always been a favorite of hers.However, she just could not bring herself to eat it. All she could think about was that delicious seafood ravioli.Madeline gave her belly a rueful look, thinking that the little one inside sure had specific tastes."Caleb, we should head out."Caleb could tell she was not up for eating and d
Twilight descended, and the world was soon swallowed by the night.Sherah caught a glimpse of two figures in the distance as she carried her things inside.The house was dark and eerily quiet, devoid of any warmth.A shadow on the couch made her jump, and she clutched her chest. "Oh, you're here."Radd's eyes were a murky pool of ice as he fixed his gaze on her."What's wrong?"Radd's voice came out rough. "Zander hasn't come back. Someone saw him heading up to the back mountain."Sherah's face went ghostly white.What on earth was Zander doing on the back mountain?That place was crawling with wolves in the winter.Sherah spun on her heel and bolted for the door. "I need to talk to the village chief!"Radd watched her go, making no move to stop her.The guards outside took one look at her frantic dash and nodded to each other, trailing behind her.Before long, the village's able-bodied folks had grabbed their flashlights and were off to the back hills, searching for the m
By the time Madeline reached Sherah's house, night had fallen like a thick curtain.Pregnant and uncomfortable, the journey by car was a series of stops and starts, each one adding to their delay.The heavy snowfall only made their travel slower.Stepping out of the car, she was greeted by Caleb's people."Mrs. Jeppesen's been worried sick since evening. Her son went up the mountain and hasn't been seen since. She pleaded with the village chief to organize a search party. She and her husband joined them too."The search party has been scouring the woods for what feels like forever, but Radd and Sherah are still nowhere to be found. With wolves lurking and a blanket of snow covering the ground, the search party had no choice but to head back home, empty-handed. "Madeline's heart raced with worry. "You don't think something bad happened, do you?"Caleb tried to soothe her fears. "I doubt it. They know this area like the back of their hand. They had each other too. They'll be fine
Madeline's sleep was restless, and in her dreams, she saw Bella once more.Bella was painting, but in a heartbeat, she was sprawled in a crimson tide.Madeline's eyes snapped open. Half-asleep, she could have sworn she heard Trevon's voice.She blinked, a wry smile flickering across her face.That was Sherah's family home. Trevon being there was impossible.With the baby growing inside her, nighttime bathroom trips had become the norm. Wide awake, she really could not ignore the voice.She nudged the bedroom door open and stopped dead—two figures stood in the hallway. It was Trevon."How did you get here?"The words tumbled out of Madeline's mouth before she could catch them, surprise etching her voice.Trevon turned, his mouth opening to reply, but Daniel cut in. "Mrs. Gibson, what brings you out here? We were heading to Willow Mountain, but this blizzard made the roads treacherous, and our car just gave up, so we had to hunker down somewhere."Trevon shot him a look and cla
Sherah came to her own house.Zander was ecstatic, rushing over to her. "Mom, you're here!"Sherah's head cleared in an instant as she clutched Zander's wrist. "Zander, Zander, you okay?""I'm fine," Zander reassured her. "Mom, where's dad? What happened on the back mountain yesterday? No one could find you guys."Sherah's face went pale, and she clutched Zander's hand with a sudden urgency.Just yesterday, they had tumbled off a cliff together, expecting the worst. However, by some miracle, a small ledge at the bottom had caught them.Radd had knocked his head during the fall and was knocked out cold. Sherah was shaken but unhurt, and it had taken all her strength to climb back up."Miss Madeline found you just in time yesterday and saved your life," Zander said, breaking the silence.Sherah blinked in surprise. "Miss Madeline was here?"Zander nodded and leaned in closer. "Mom, Miss Madeline seems really approachable. Maybe you should talk to her?"Sherah shook her head fir
Sherah trembled uncontrollably. "Ms. Sanders... You... You..."She could not finish her sentence before Caleb came in, handing Madeline a piece of paper. "Radd's account got a hefty deposit of four hundred and fifty dollars yesterday. Lydia's doing."Madeline glanced at the paper and then at Sherah. "Mrs. Jeppesen, isn't it clear to you now?"Sherah had heard about the money from Radd just yesterday, but it still hurt to hear it again.She bolted up from the bed and shoved Madeline toward the door. "Get out! Just go!"She did not care, pushing Madeline until they were both out the door.Madeline nearly tripped from the force, but Caleb was quick to steady her. The door slammed shut behind them.Madeline's face darkened. "Thought she'd come around, knowing Lydia's gunning for her."However, Sherah was biting down hard, not budging. Without her testimony, they did not have enough to nail Lydia.Caleb tried to calm her nerves. "No need to worry. She'll see reason eventually."Ma
That batch of red wine did not look too strong, but it packed a punch.As the trio kept drinking, they slowly started to feel the buzz.Yeneth, glass in hand, her cheeks a rosy red, ranted, "Don't employees' lives count for anything? Overtime, day in and day out! It's enough to wear out a horse!"That darn Camden, always harping on about performance, about profits! Is game development just about the bottom line? What happened to the heart? Rubbish!"For a moment, she thought she saw Camden's face, and in a fit of anger, Yeneth tried to slap it away, nearly tumbling into her wine glass instead.Madeline, startled, rushed to steady her.Yeneth, still wobbly, stood up on her own, fixing Trevon with a steely gaze and said icily, "You're just another greedy capitalist."Trevon sat there, calm and collected, but his delayed movements and the occasional glint of bewilderment in his eyes betrayed his inebriation to Madeline.When Yeneth spoke up, he turned his head slowly, locking eyes
Madeline, caught up in the conversation with Caleb and Yeneth, turned around in shock at Trevon's question.He had just declared he would not touch a drop, and he was suddenly reaching for the wine?However, she let it go without a question.The red wine was smooth and inviting. If he felt like drinking, why not?Trevon grunted a greeting into his phone. "Mr. Caleb Jabs."Caleb snapped out of his reverie, returning the greeting with a subdued nod, his gaze deepening.Yeneth, caught between awkwardness and concern, glanced at Caleb. She was about to speak when a glamorous doctor in a white coat appeared beside him on the screen.The doctor, Camila Jervis, peered at the screen, her smile teasing. "Mr. Caleb Jabs, are you chatting with your girlfriend?"Two women were on the screen, leaving it unclear whom she meant.Caleb shook his head, offering no explanation, and instead asked, "Dr. Jervis, what's up?"Camila arched an eyebrow, not prying further. "The professor's ready to s
Yahir sipped his cola, feeling utterly dejected.He had bolted from the Lewis family feast, even at the risk of getting caught, just to pocket two bottles of Lafite.They were not the prized '1982' edition, but they were still pretty decent.His mom's constant marriage talk was a drag, but her taste in wine was impeccable. He was all set for a night of no-holds-barred drinking with Trevon.However, Trevon dragged him over to Madeline's, and under the pretext of her pregnancy, confiscated all the wine.Then, it sat tauntingly in the wine cabinet.Yahir gazed at it, each bottle seeming to whisper seductively."Come on, come have a taste."It was pure torture!He took another swig of cola."Whoa!"Yeneth's shout came out of nowhere.Yahir choked mid-sip.The cola fizz popped like fireworks in his throat, sending him into a coughing frenzy, his face flushing a deep crimson as the soda splashed across the floor.Madeline jumped at his coughing spectacle, hastily grabbing a tis
Madeline swung open the kitchen door to find Yahir wrapping his arms around Yeneth from behind, as if he could not bear to let her go.Her mind, already a whirlwind of thoughts, was completely thrown."What in the world..."Madeline was puzzled as she returned from the kitchen. She had only stepped away to make a call, and then Yeneth and Yahir were locked in an embrace.Yeneth tried to explain, "Madeline, this isn't what it looks like. I was just—"However, Yahir clamped a hand over her mouth, grinning at Madeline. "We're just playing around, Madeline. Hey, do you have any wine glasses? We need four. Let's celebrate!"Trevon stepped out from behind Madeline, his composed facade unbroken. "Lost your head? She's pregnant. Think she can drink?"Yahir smacked his forehead. "Oh, man. I totally spaced on that."Once Yeneth wriggled free, she took a deep breath and delivered a sharp kick to Yahir's leg. "Get off me!"She kicked with all her might, hitting Yahir's shin and sending a
At that moment, Trevon seemed to freeze, then he straightened his posture. "Madeline, Liam's role is to be your close protection, to ensure your safety."Madeline had faced too many close calls, and he could not shake his concern for her.However, she was fiercely independent. If it were up to him, he would keep her tethered to his side.Madeline let out a derisive snort. She knew Xoan well enough to know he could dig up information on Yoana, but not with such speed and precision.Xoan claimed Liam was the one who had lent a hand.Madeline knew Liam. That had Trevon's fingerprints all over it."Do you really think I've become so dim-witted from pregnancy that I can't think straight?"Trevon looked at her, a mix of frustration and affection in his eyes.She had once been so sweet and compliant. Then, she became so sharp and quick-witted, a match even for him.However, he preferred her that way."Madeline, I'm just looking out for you."Trevon had an insatiable need to know ev
"Madeline, I've got the scoop on Yoana," Xoan said.Madeline was taken aback. "So soon?"Xoan let out a sly chuckle. "It wouldn't have been this quick, but Liam lent us a hand."Madeline stole a quick look at Trevon, then cast her gaze downward.Fifteen years back, Yoana was forced out of the Sanders Group—a victim of Cilix's cunning plot.It was not just a simple resignation as Bella had naively believed. Yoana was secretly saddled with a mountain of debt.Cilix did not stop there. He tarnished Yoana's name throughout the industry.She could not land a respectable job to save her life.Her personal life was total chaos.Her husband, Jim Livingston, who was once a low-level office worker, had dived into business on the back of Yoana's earnings and made a pretty penny.However, when the bill came due, Yoana hit a wall. Jim had sent all his cash back to his folks, leaving peanuts behind.Yoana was floored. A decade of hard work, and not a dime to show for it.When she begged
Madeline swung the door open to find Trevon on her doorstep, her eyebrows knitting together in a frown.Before she could get a word out, Yahir popped up from behind him with a grin. "Happy New Year, Madeline!"He waved a container of homemade goodies.Those two had nearly fought that morning, and then they were as chummy as can be—though Trevon looked like he would rather be anywhere else. However, he bit his tongue and kept quiet.With the Gibsons and the Lewises all cozied up for a New Year's feast, what on earth were those two doing there?Yahir's face fell. "Madeline, you've got no idea. My mom's a force of nature. Can you believe she's still dragging me to blind dates on New Year's Eve? I just had to bail."Madeline could not help but think about Liliana's earlier enthusiasm for rallying the troops and was at a loss for words."What about you, Trevon? What brings you here?" Madeline asked.Trevon pursed his lips. He was looking a little quiet too.Edith had been on his ca
Madeline walked into her house and immediately sensed something was up. She nudged the door wider and there was Yeneth, sparking an involuntary grin on her face."I thought you were going to be hibernating today?"Yeneth had been swamped with the Skylandia project, barely getting any sleep. She had texted Madeline about sleeping in on her day off.With a shrug and a smirk, Yeneth said, "Guess I'm just wired to work. Woke up at the crack of dawn, hung around in bed not to wake you, and by the time I showed up, you were already out and about."Madeline shut the door behind her, musing aloud."I've been turning it over in my mind. All this press and pest hunting is kid's play for the Sanders Group. To really take them on, we've got to… Yank the carpet out from under them?" Yeneth's smile was the answer Madeline needed as she shared her strategy."How's that sound?"Yeneth's thumbs-up was quick, but her frown came just as fast. "Fashion's a shark tank, and jumping in now? That's r
Madeline's request left Yoana taken aback.A wry smile crossed her face. "What can I possibly help you with at my age?"Madeline grasped her hand with conviction. "No, Mrs. Reed, you're the only one who can do this favor for me."Yoana looked down, her expression unreadable, and whispered, "You're giving me too much credit. Besides, with my background, there's no way I can go back to working with the Sanders Group. I have a couple of pairs of baby shoes here. Take them as a baby shower gift for your little ones."Madeline realized Yoana had gotten the wrong idea, thinking she was there about the Sanders Group or Cilix, and felt a twinge of disappointment."Mrs. Reed, please don't reject my request just yet. I'm planning to start my own fashion label. Everything Is underway, but I'm still missing one crucial piece—a designer."Madeline shared her vision.Yoana's eyebrows shot up in surprise when she heard Madeline's vision for her new company."That sounds just like the Sanders