The two of them sat in silence for a while longer.Then Logan tapped his Breitling. ‘You’ve been taking a break of almost half an hour.’Alessia rose to her feet. ‘Fine, let’s go.’‘Why didn’t you ask?’ she questioned him once they returned to the empty office.She was relieved to find Connie gone.‘About what?’ Logan replied, seeming nonchalant.Alessia hesitated before mentioning her sister. ‘About Connie. About what happened between us. You might have noticed we are not exactly on the best of terms.’‘It was hard not to notice. But I don’t like to pry into other people’s private business.’‘Says the man who keeps meddling in my life,’ Alessia mumbled under her breath.‘What did you say?’‘Nothing.’‘Connie Scott, or should I say, Connie Jansen, asked me to relay the message that she’d be here to pick you up after work.’Alessia slumped into her chair. ‘I knew she wouldn’t give up so easily.’‘You don’t want to see her?’‘That’s the last thing I want to do.’Logan summoned Terence i
Logan sneered. ‘The company has gone downhill for a reason. Wilde Enterprises is doing the lion’s share of the work here. We’ve got everything in place—building permits, financing, the whole package. Redwood, on the other hand, is only in charge of the construction.’‘It can’t be easy work, building a mall of this size,’ Alessia said. ‘The sheer scale of the mall is a daunting task, not to mention the challenges in sourcing materials and managing the timeline.’‘Which is the only reason I offered them twenty-five per cent,’ Logan said. ‘If it were an easy construction job, I could have simply hired another company instead of offering a stake in the business. But now both Brayden and Connie are coming to me, asking for a bigger stake without offering to do any more work.’Alessia nodded. ‘What you say makes sense.’‘It’s equivalent to begging,’ Logan remarked, his tone biting. ‘They fail to see that I could easily replace the construction company, but Redwood can’t afford to find anoth
Terence couldn’t help but comment, ‘I didn’t know Miss Jansen and Mrs Scott were sisters. Forgive me for saying that, but you two don’t appear to share a lot of similarities.’Alessia smiled. ‘A lot of people have said that.’In fact, all three of the Jansen sisters look different: Connie was statuesque and voluptuous; Alessia was a head shorter and lithe; Veronica, the youngest, was more adorable than beautiful and no matter how much she ate, she could never seem to put on weight.The Bentley pulled up outside the BuzzBeat office.Logan turned to Alessia. ‘I look forward to tomorrow morning.’Alessia countered, ‘And I look forward to lunch.’Logan teased, ‘Are you so sure you won’t lose?’Alessia checked the time on her phone and confidently retorted, ‘It’s now six forty pm. Our bet is till midnight, only a little over five hours to go to prove I’m right.’In the chief editor’s office, Alessia discussed her interview notes with Wilda Hicks, who complimented her on a job well done and
Connie, struggling to control her rising anger, tried to appeal to their familial bond. ‘I’m your sister, Alessia, and we haven’t seen each other for six years. Aren’t you going to at least invite me in?’‘I would have preferred it if we don’t see each other for the next six decades.’Connie made an awkward attempt to change the subject. ‘I was so surprised to see you in Mr Wilde’s office today. Congratulations, by the way, on getting hired by Wilde Enterprises.’But her true intentions soon became clear as she probed, ‘How did you get the job? Are you Mr Wilde’s secretary?’Alessia glanced over Connie’s shoulders and noticed the door to apartment 604 was cracked open.Terri McCall, the nosy neighbour, must be eavesdropping again.Alessia moved past Connie and said abruptly, ‘Come with me.’Without waiting for a response, she strode towards the elevator.Connie caught up with her, reluctantly following.They rode the lift down in tense silence, then got out of the lobby until Alessia
‘Of course not!’ Connie feigned a wounded look. ‘I’m trying to show you how sorry I am.’‘By turning up at my doorstep uninvited?’ Alessia shook her head. ‘You and Brayden, the two of you are made for each other. Both of you have perfected the art of turning a deaf ear when you don’t like what you are hearing.’‘I just thought I could maybe take you out for a meal. We can talk, and—’‘See?’ Alessia wagged a finger. ‘You just did it again. I asked you to leave, not once, not twice, but three d*mn times, but it’s like talking to a wall. You just plough ahead and stick to your script.’Connie’s mask of serenity showed a slight crack as her nostrils flared and her jaw clenched.‘Let me guess,’ Alessia continued. ‘You know I won’t forgive you, but you’ve made it clear you won’t give up easily either. This means the only option left for me, if I don’t want to be harassed by you and your husband, is to leave Veridian.’‘No, I said I don’t want you to leave,’ Connie said hastily. ‘I’m glad yo
Alessia blew out a breath. ‘Finally, you got to the point. I was afraid you were going to keep beating around the bushes all night. Mr Wilde and your precious project—that’s why you came to see me, right?’‘I admit, it’s one of the reasons.’ Connie continued, unabashed, ‘I also wanted to see you and Veronica and ask you to come back to live with me and Brayden.’Alessia couldn’t help but scoff at the absurdity of the request. ‘Come back and live with you and Brayden? Are you serious? After everything that’s happened?’Connie sounded earnest. ‘I want us to be a family again, Alessia. I know I made mistakes, but I want to make things right.’‘Let me get this straight: you want me to ask Logan to help save your failing company and give you a higher stake in the joint project, all in exchange for the money you owe Veronica and an invitation to come back and live with you?’‘It’s not a trade. I know it sounds bad when you put it that way, but I just want what’s best for all of us.’‘I won’
Alessia sighed. ‘Okay, I’ll see what I can do.’Heath’s tone brightened. ‘That’s the spirit! I’ll make it worth your while. How about I officially hire you as a consultant for this job and pay you a handsome fee?’Alessia’s eyes widened, not expecting such an offer. ‘How much are we talking about here?’Heath chuckled. ‘A thousand dollars.’‘Deal!’ Alessia said in a heartbeat. ‘And I want an exclusive interview with you after the case closes.’‘Sure, no problem. But remember, I need the results by eight am tomorrow morning’Alessia nodded, even though Heath couldn’t see it. ‘I’ll do my best.’‘Thanks, Alessia. You’re a lifesaver,’ Heath said gratefully before hanging up.As the call ended, Alessia took a deep breath and got to work.She pulled up her laptop, curled up on the sofa, and began trawling through the BuzzBeat archives and various databases.Her fingers danced across the keyboard, the click-clack sounds keeping her company.Hours seemed to pass like minutes as she sifted thr
Alessia’s heart was starting to pound furiously, her pulse out of control.Trying to keep her composure, she asked casually, ‘How long have you been living at Whispering Pines?’Heath signed the cheque, smiled at the waitress, then took a sip of his coffee, his eyes searching Alessia’s face. ‘Almost seven years now. I bought an apartment there after I mustered out of the army.’Alessia’s heart skipped a beat at the mention of the timeline.She tried to keep her voice even. ‘I didn’t know you served.’Heath chuckled. ‘Not for any noble reason, though. The army life was tough and interesting at first, but got boring after a while. After I left, I just wanted to relax and have some fun for a while. I worked in security for about six months before that started to bore me as well.’Alessia, still thinking about Whispering Pines, asked absentmindedly, ‘Security? That must have been fun.’Heath grinned. ‘The job itself wasn’t all that exciting, but the workplace was something else. I worked
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