Alessia paused. ‘Where is this coming from?’‘Just answer the question, please.’ Logan stared at her intently.Alessia gave it some thought. ‘I used to think you are a jerk.’‘And now?’‘You still are.’ She smiled. ‘But after seeing the way you took care of that lady back at the hospital, I’m ready to revise my opinion. You might have some redeeming qualities, after all.’Logan breathed out. ‘What if one day, you find out that I lied to you?’‘Well, did you lie?’‘It’s a hypothetical question.’Alessia took a closer look at him. ‘What’s wrong with you? What’s with all the questions today?’‘Just answer me, please. It’s important.’‘Fine.’ Alessia thought about her own lies regarding Milo.She sighed. ‘I guess sometimes lying is inevitable. I would be okay with it, but only if it’s for a good reason.’‘What would be a good reason to you?’‘I don’t know. Maybe to protect someone? Sometimes the truth hurts.’Logan felt the weight in his heart starting to lift.He was about to say somethi
‘Aunt Naomi, how are you feeling?’ Heath stepped forward.‘I’m fine. It’s good to see you again.’When Elaine told Naomi that Ralph was out of surgery, she cried.‘Don’t worry, Naomi, I’m sure Ralph will be fine.’ Logan offered to go down and check on him.Since he wasn’t allowed inside the ICU, he sought out the surgeon.‘Mr Wilde, Mr Barrett’s condition is not looking too good. He didn’t respond well after the surgery. Frankly, of all the renal denervation procedures I’ve done, he’s the first patient who didn’t wake up soon after the surgery.’‘Have you figured out the cause?’‘I’ve ruled out all physiological reasons, which means it must be neurological. To put it bluntly, he doesn’t want to wake up. And I guess I can understand why.’The surgeon was well aware of the Barretts’ family tragedy.‘Is there anything I can do?’ Logan asked, frowning.He couldn’t go back to Naomi with the news that Ralph might never wake up.‘Well, I guess we can learn from the treatment of coma patients
Strolling around in a department store, Alessia picked out several outfits for Milo and added a couple for Arlie as well.Passing the menswear section, she noticed a shirt on the rack.It had a simple design, yet somehow, Alessia felt it would look good on Logan.Thinking of the pile of expensive gifts Logan left in Milo’s room, Alessia decided maybe she should return the gesture.A sales assistant approached. ‘Miss, how may I help you today?’‘I would like to buy this shirt.’‘Excellent choice. May I know what size your husband wears?’‘He’s not my husband.’‘My apologies.’Alessia hesitated.It was her first time buying clothes for a man.‘I don’t know his size, but he is about 185 centimetres tall and in shape.’‘In that case, an extra-large size should be suitable for him. Please give me a minute. I’ll go check if we have it in stock.’Alessia found an ottoman and sat down, appreciating the assortment of men’s clothes.She had no idea there were so many patterns for a tie.‘Shoppi
‘Oh, I almost forgot.’ Alessia turned to the sales assistant. ‘Yes, please wrap it up.’Logan raised an eyebrow at the man’s shirt. ‘Isn’t that too big for Milo?’Alessia rolled her eyes. ‘Don’t be stupid.’‘So, it’s for me?’‘Uh-huh. Consider it a thank-you gift for letting Milo stay over.’‘He’s my kid, too. You don’t have to thank me. But I’ll take the shirt.’ Logan smiled.***Good friends to begin with, Milo and Arlie were now inseparable.They took turns staying at each other’s house and did almost everything together.Logan suggested that the four of them move into his villa, but Alessia refused.He gave her a credit card, but she kept it locked in a drawer.He offered to take them on an overseas trip for the weekend, but she said she had to work.Alessia knew what he was doing, but couldn’t cut him out of her life for Milo’s sake.In fact, she was starting to see a new side of him, a side which made her reconsider: maybe they could try again.But, cautious by nature, Alessia k
‘Is Logan very close with the Barrett family?’ Alessia asked. ‘He said he felt responsible for Mr and Mrs Barrett.’‘Logan is very loyal,’ Heath said vaguely.‘I want to know how Sirena died,’ Alessia asked point-blank.Heath hummed and hawed. ‘We don’t have all the details.’‘Just tell me what you know. Please.’‘Fine.’ Heath sighed again. ‘Sirena died while on a volunteer mission abroad. That was about six years ago. She was a doctor, Elaine’s protégé.’‘Elaine, as in Elain Johnson?’‘Yes. I take it you’ve met her.’‘I have.’‘Anyway, Sirena was kidnapped by a local gang. The police were not sure if they were terrorists or just kidnappers looking for a payday. We never got the chance to find out. Some of the investigating officers believed she might have been beheaded. We never recovered her body.’‘But the tombstone…’ Alessia inhaled sharply. ‘I saw her tombstone at the cemetery.’‘There was no body inside. It was just a place for folks to visit when they miss her. When Uncle Ralph
‘Okay. Thank you.’ Alessia was relieved that Elaine had dropped the subject of her s*x life.Elaine scribbled on a prescription pad, tore off a page and handed it to Alessia.Alessia took it, thanked the doctor and was ready to bolt.She’d just opened the door when a figure rushed in, almost colliding with her.‘Sorry,’ the man in a white lab coat said to her before turning to Elaine. ‘Dr Johnson, Mr Wilde just called and asked you to check on Ralph. Said he’s not doing too well.’‘Got it.’Alessia closed the door behind her, wondering what she’d just heard.She remembered Ralph Barrett’s name; Sirena’s father seemed to be in a bad situation.Neither did she miss the mention of Logan.As she left the doctor’s office, Alessia wondered if he would still be available for dinner.***While Alessia was leaving the hospital, Logan was arriving.Minutes ago, he got a call from Ralph’s caretaker, saying his condition had taken a turn for the worse.When he rushed into the ward, he discovered
‘I overheard part of a conversation in Dr Johnson’s office,’ Alessia explained, then quickly added, ‘I didn’t mean to eavesdrop.’‘So…you know about Uncle Ralph?’ Logan stared at her.Alessia nodded. ‘Is he okay?’‘He’s still in post-op recovery, not entirely out of the woods yet.’‘I’m sorry to hear that.’ Alessia played with her fork, debating if she should ask about the friend—Sirena Barrett.But she didn’t get the chance.Logan’s phone rang just as he sat down.He glanced at the caller ID, then looked at Alessia. ‘Sorry, I have to take this.’‘Go ahead.’Logan walked over to the French window and hit Answer. ‘Elaine?’‘Logan, can you come back to the hospital?’‘Now?’‘Yes. Ralph woke up and said he wanted to see you. He has something to tell you.’‘Are you sure it’s a good idea for me to see him now?’‘I know you’re worried about his health, but he insists on talking to you.’Logan pursed his lips.He glanced back at Alessia, at the candlelit dinner prepared meticulously by his b
Alessia hesitated.It was a strange request, for her to meet with Logan’s ex-girlfriend’s father.Elaine must know this too, as she added hastily, ‘I know it’s a lot to ask, but I think it’s worth a shot. I agree with Naomi’s assessment; you are a sensible lady. Besides, Logan kept insisting that the birth of the child was an accident but wouldn’t elaborate. Naomi and I are hoping maybe you can shed some light on that.’Alessia pondered the request.She never met Ralph Barrett and felt no obligation to help, but then she thought of her own father.Losing an only child must be a devastating blow to any parent.Inevitably, she also thought of the baby she lost six years ago.Alessia sat up in bed. ‘Okay, I’ll come and talk to him. I need to be at the office by nine, so we’ll have to do this quickly.’‘That’s great! Thank you, Alessia. I’ll meet you at the hospital entrance.’‘I’ll be there in half an hour.’When she arrived at the hospital, Randal Torres, Ralph’s private nurse, was shoc
The city lights shimmered through the window, casting a soft glow over Alessia’s hotel room.She sank into the plush armchair, exhaling a weariness that settled deep into her bones.The day had been a whirlwind of interviews and deadlines, leaving her both physically and mentally drained.With a flick of her wrist, she loosened the tight bun that held her long hair, letting it cascade down her shoulders in unruly waves.The laptop on the polished mahogany table beckoned, a testament to the professional demands that consumed her day.Alessia leaned forward, fingers dancing across the keys as she organized her interview notes, a meticulous symphony of clicks and clacks.She paused, her gaze shifting to the phone by her side.Two missed calls from an unknown number flashed on the screen, and her heart skipped a beat.For a moment, hope surged through her—perhaps it was Logan.But as she listened to the voicemail, disappointment settled in.It was merely a wrong number, a mundane interrup
With the briefcase in hand, Logan left the office and got in his car.He did not involve Terence; the meeting could be dangerous.Besides, he had backup.Logan raced through the city streets, weaving through traffic with a desperate determination.The clock was ticking, and the warehouse loomed ahead like a dark, ominous secret.As he approached the entrance, the flickering neon lights buzzed overhead, casting eerie shadows on the crumbling walls.Logan stepped into the darkness, the echoes of his footsteps the only sound in the desolate space.A figure emerged from the shadows, wearing a hooded jacket to conceal their identity.Logan’s pulse quickened, his senses on high alert.‘I brought the money, now show me Sirena,’ he demanded, his voice steady but edged with a simmering rage.The figure chuckled, the sound echoing eerily through the cavernous space. ‘Impatient, aren’t we?’He pulled out a phone from his pocket.With a swift motion, he tapped the screen, and a small screen on th
The city lights glittered below as Alessia and Vince sat in a trendy rooftop bar in Hamborough, taking in the breathtaking view.The change of scenery had indeed granted Alessia a temporary escape from the complexities of her life back in Veridian.Alessia raised her glass, sipping a colourful cocktail. ‘Here’s to new beginnings and escaping the chaos,’ she said with a half-smile.Vince clinked his glass with hers. ‘To new beginnings,’ he echoed, a faint smile playing on his lips.As the evening unfolded, the atmosphere became more relaxed.The city buzzed around them, providing a backdrop for a momentary reprieve.Alessia found herself enjoying Vince’s company, appreciating the unspoken connection they had cultivated over the years.Amidst the clinking of glasses and the distant hum of the city, Alessia sensed an opportunity to share the intricacies of her life.She turned to Vince, her eyes reflecting a mixture of weariness and determination.‘You know, Vince, Logan’s first marriage
Logan’s office at Wilde Enterprises was a haven of order in contrast to the chaos unravelling in his personal life.The sterile hum of fluorescent lights bathed the room as he sifted through paperwork, attempting to find solace in the routine of his professional responsibilities.His phone buzzed, the screen lighting up with Heath’s name.Logan’s heart skipped a beat as he answered the call, the outside world fading away as he focused on the voice at the other end.‘Heath,’ Logan greeted, his tone carrying the weight of worry.‘We found her,’ Heath’s voice crackled through the phone. ‘She was at the BuzzBeat office. Got into a bit of a scuffle with Alessia.’Logan’s temples throbbed in response, the news striking him like a physical blow. ‘Alessia? Is she okay?’There was a pause on the line, and Logan could almost feel the hesitation in Heath’s response. ‘According to the colleague who filed the police report, she’s got a couple of scratches, but otherwise, she’s fine.’Relief washed
The room was cloaked in a muted glow from the bedside lamp, casting a warm light on the framed photographs that adorned the walls.Sirena moved silently, her eyes scanning each corner of her parents’ room as she began the meticulous search for anything of value.Ralph was still in intensive care, which meant Naomi wouldn’t leave his side, giving Sirena the time she needed for a thorough search.Her fingers brushed against the cool surface of a polished wooden dresser, adorned with small trinkets that echoed the laughter of her childhood.A porcelain figurine, a relic from a family vacation, stood alongside a faded picture of her parents and a much younger Sirena.The memories were bittersweet, a reminder of the life she had left behind.As Sirena opened drawers with deliberate care, the soft rustling of papers mixed with the creak of aged furniture.In one drawer, she found a stack of handwritten letters tied together with a ribbon.Memories of birthday wishes, expressions of love, an
The Veridian airport bustled with a kinetic energy that only a major transport hub could exude.Travellers weaved through the expansive terminal, navigating a sea of bustling crowds and rolling luggage.The air hummed with the constant murmur of announcements, the clatter of footsteps, and the intermittent symphony of departure gates chiming to life.Alessia, her eyes scanning the digital departure board, stood amidst the organized chaos.The Veridian airport, a sprawling architectural marvel, boasted high ceilings adorned with sleek modern designs.Concourse shops beckoned with an array of luxury goods, and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air from the bustling cafes.It had been a long time since she flew—juggling a job and raising two kids hadn’t left a lot of time for the luxury of flying.‘Hey, I thought that was you.’ Someone tapped her on the shoulder.Alessia, startled, turned around to find Vince, a smile playing on his lips.‘Vince, what are you doing he
Naomi scoffed, bitterness lacing her tone. ‘Make things right? Can you bring back the peace we had before you barged in with your promises and complications?’Logan shook his head. ‘I can’t change the past, Naomi, but I can help with the present. Let me take care of Ralph’s medical bills. It’s the least I can do.’Her expression hardened, and she retorted, ‘Money won’t fix the damage you’ve caused. Sirena is missing, Ralph’s heart is failing, and our lives are in shambles. Don’t pretend you can fix it with a cheque.’Her words were still ringing in his head hours later.Logan stood on the roof, smoking, lost in thought, until his phone rang with an urgency that cut through the air like a serrated blade.He glanced at the caller ID, and a sinking feeling gripped his stomach as he answered.‘Logan, what the hell is going on?’ Albert’s voice, usually a bastion of calm, resonated with a furious edge. ‘Alessia called me, all cold and distant, calling me Mr Wilde instead of Grandpa. And she
‘Ralph! Naomi, call an ambulance!’ Logan’s urgency cut through the stunned silence, and Naomi, her face pale with shock, fumbled for her phone.Panic swirled in the room as Ralph clutched his chest, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.He toppled backwards.‘Ralph!’ Logan caught the old man in time.Within moments, the wail of an ambulance echoed through the quiet neighbourhood.Naomi and Logan hurriedly helped Ralph onto a stretcher, his face strained with agony.The ambulance doors slammed shut, trapping the trio in a suffocating bubble of uncertainty.The ambulance tore through the city’s arteries, its siren piercing.Inside, the confined space thrummed with urgency.Naomi clung to the edge of her seat, her eyes unblinking as she watched the paramedics work on her husband.Ralph lay supine on the stretcher—his heart just stopped.The heart monitor emitted a relentless warning beep.Naomi’s hands trembled as she tried to steady herself, the medical jargon exchanged by the paramed
Naomi stirred the simmering chicken soup, the aroma filling the kitchen with warmth.She glanced at Ralph, who was grabbing his keys.‘Ready to head to the hospital?’ he asked.‘Absolutely,’ Naomi replied, wiping her hands on her apron. ‘Hand me the thermos.’They were only allowed to visit Sirena once each day, the visit lasting no longer than half an hour.The doctor explained that the restricted visits were important to establish routine in Sirena’s life.As they prepared to leave, they heard a knock on the door.Surprised, they exchanged a puzzled glance before opening the door.Standing on their doorstep was Logan. ‘Can we talk?’Naomi and Ralph exchanged a wary look but nodded, allowing him inside.Logan took a deep breath, eyeing them both. ‘I’m sure you know why I’m here. I need Sirena to sign those divorce papers.’It had been almost three days since Sirena’s hospitalisation, and Logan had waited long enough.Naomi’s lips trembled. ‘Logan, we can’t believe you’ve moved on so