Time seemed to be going in slow motion as the car engine sound echoed through the air, and Emma watched from the windshield of her vehicle, tears unknowingly rolling from her eyes as she lost her voice to scream. Belinda on the other hand was shouting at the top of her lungs as she tried to unlock the door, failing at every attempt, "Zane, get out of the way! He's aiming to hit you!"Without thinking, Yoko tried to make a run for it, but he knew the distance between Zane and the car was too short for him to make it, at least to save them both, yet the only thought on his mind was, 'If I can just push him out of the way.'Everything was happening too fast for Zane, the shouting, the speed of the car, and his mind blacked out, his body going into a state of shock, freezing at the realization of what was occurring, all of it happening at once.When he finally accepted his faith, he heard a gut-wrenching scream, "Zane!"Emma's voice made him snap out of it, and he turned to see her throu
The door to the hospital lobby opened, and Richardson, Velvet, and Greg Taylor walked inside, wearing dark shades and dramatic fluffy coats with really luxurious accessories to highlight their appearance.As they marched toward the front desk, people stared, whispering, in disbelief that they could overdress to come to a hospital.The nurse behind the desk finally looked up at them when Velvet tapped her nails on the wooden surface. "Good morning. How may I help you?" The lady asked with a small smile. Frustrated that the nurse was not recognizing them behind all those materials, Richardson slowly took out his shade, commanding, "Point us to which room our father is in.""And your father is?" The lady asked with genuine concern."Are you kidding me right now?""Sir, I will need your full name and that of the patient too."Richardson's face grew red as though he was about to explode from anger. But as he was about to unleash all of that, Velvet cut in, removing her glasses, and said,
When Emma walked into the living room and saw Zane, Yoko, and Larry deep in a conversation, but stopped talking at the sight of her, she frowned slightly, approaching Zane. It was the third day of their break, and his mood had suddenly changed from that of the past two days. He looked like something big had happened again and she knew that look way too well, and it made her uneasy because that meant danger and death. When she stopped by him, he held her by the waist and drew her closer, whispering in her ear, “Where’s your phone?” “I left it in the room. Did something happen?” Emma asked, concerned when she saw the look on Yoko and Larry's faces. Things had been so quiet for the past two days, and after everything that happened with Jason three days ago, she knew that the silence only met a storm uprising, and their attitude told her that it was here. “That’s what we are trying to figure out… Can you get your phone for me, please?” Zane said, calmly looking into her eyes and all s
When Zane saw Mr. Smith and the butler entering the living room, he stood from his seat and approached him, shaking his hand. "Good morning, officer," Zane greeted politely with a small smile. “Morning, Mr. Grime. I know my visit is unannounced, but I thought it best to make this report in person." Officer Smith said. "Then please, have a seat." "Thanks," Both men walked over to the couches, and Zane then sat opposite the officer, saying, "Has one of the prisoners talked." "That's why I am here. None of the men are willing to speak. We have been interrogating them from yesterday till now, and they refused to mention Jason's name. In fact, they are pretending like they have no connection with him, which leaves me doubting, "Are you sure Jason was the one behind the three Taylors' adoption?" "Of course. There is so much going on that I can not explain in words, but I can promise you that my uncle is a madman, and now that I have seen what he's capable of doing and how far he's wil
The sound of men roaming the mansion scattering things about had the maids, butlers, and guards on the edge, but none of them dare to speak as Jason led these thugs throughout the house. When her door busted open and five men walked inside, Sophie jumped from her sleep, shaking in fear to see them going through her room and ignoring her. "Who are you guys?" Sophie tried to ask calmly and not be afraid, but all she could do was scream when one of the men pulled a knife on her. When she tried to jump out of bed, the guy grabbed her by the hair and yanked her back, pressing his knee into her stomach with his blade up against her neck as he said lowly, "What a pretty thing. You are blessed that your uncle is a vicious madman, or else, hehe... Now, where's your car's keys?" "What?" Sophie blurted out in confusion. "Come on darling, you are not dumb. Give us the damn keys, your pieces of jewelry, and any valuables you have in he-" "Did you say that my uncle is-" "Keys, now!" Just t
Watching from his car windshield, Yoko spaced out, staring wide-eyed at the blast of flame bursting through the air and the smoke-filled sky above. "Yoko, what the heck, man! Talk to me! Are you hurt? Are you... okay?" Zane's voice broke through his thought as he stared at the infernal blaze that was lighting up the sky, sending an orange glow to the area. "Sorry, boss. I am fine... But I don't think Jason is. There was an explosion from where they were and all I can see is a massive fire. I don't know what happened, boss. One minute we are talking and the next, a blast and then flames ... It's... unbelievable... But we are safe" Zane could feel himself trembling slightly, and he tried to compose himself as he muttered, "Thank God... Thank God you are all okay. Try calling the fire department. Do not leave the scene. Officer Smith already knows you guys are there, if you leave, it would get suspicious on our end." "Okay, boss," Yoko replied. "I am on my way to you guys." "Alright
The smile on Deborah's face widened when she walked into Theo's room and saw him wearing the suit she had bought for him.When he noticed her presence, he turned around and straightened his blazer, smirking as he asked, "How do I look?" "Like a Chairman." Deborah giggled at his smirk. Then she left the door, approached him, and reached for his tie, fixing the knot as she said, "You don't know how long I have waited for this moment... From the moment I found out that your father had a child, a son... I feared that nothing would be left for me, that another woman's child was going to be his heir. Back then, today seemed like something impossible..."Letting go of his tie, she brushed her palms gently on his coat and added, "But I am glad that I never gave up and fought. Now, look at us, we own it all. It's all ours to claim. The day is finally here when my family will get the glory it deserves.""Mother, you are my role model. I promise to walk in the path you have shown me, and I'm r
When Deborah, Sophie, Leon, and Theo got to the Briggs mansion, the workers' hearts skipped beats when Deborah suddenly screamed, a couple of loud, sharp shrieks. The house was like a horror show for a couple of minutes, and her children stood there, watching her in silence, while she kept on screaming. She finally stopped after what seemed like forever but was only a few minutes, and her eyes turned red from crying. “That bastard!! How dare he do this to me?! I hate him! I hate him!" Deborah yelled, tossing her heels from on her feet. She sat down with her head between her hands. "This is all your fault!!" Sophie screamed suddenly, making everyone jump. Both Deborah and Theo looked at her with raised brows, but Leon looked as though he agreed with his sister. "You just could not let your devilish ways go, and now, we are all screw because of your stupid actions!!" Sophie yelled again. "Don't talk to me like that!" Deborah snapped. "Why? You have ruined my life?! Why can't
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~~~~~*Two years later*~~~~~The sun casts a warm glow through the large windows of Zane's office, creating a serene and inviting ambiance. For a while, Yoko sat nervously on the plush leather couch, his fingers fidgeting with the delicate box hidden in his pocket. Then he stole a glance at Zane, who was engrossed in a stack of paperwork on his desk. Summoning his courage, Yoko cleared his throat, capturing Zane's attention. Zane looked up, his eyes filled with curiosity. Yoko could feel his heartbeat quicken as he slowly withdrew the box from his pocket, holding it delicately in his trembling hands. His palms were clammy.As the pen dropped from his grip, Zane's lips curled into a mischievous smile as he observed Yoko's gesture. Then he teased, leaning back in his chair, his words dripped with playful sarcasm, the glint in his eyes betraying his amusement, "Well, well, Yoko... I knew you were a charmer, but I already have a stunning wife." Chuckling, Yoko narrowed his eyes, and he
A sense of shock washed over Zane like an icy wave as he stood frozen, unable to comprehend the scene unfolding before him. His eyes widened, fixed on the figure of Jason, whom he had believed to be dead. The turmoil within him intensified as Jason and Deborah stopped just a couple of feet away.Then Jason's eyes bore into Zane's soul, a mix of anger, anguish, and madness swirling within them. Without warning, he tossed a gun towards Zane, the metallic object spinning through the air before landing with a thud at Zane's feet. "Take it!" Jason spat. "It's yours, Zane! Your thirst for revenge has ruined all our lives! So go ahead, pick up the gun, and satisfy your anger! End her!"Looking away from the gun and at his uncle, Zane's mind raced, his heart pounding in his chest. Confusion clouded his thoughts, and he found himself unable to form a coherent response, and he just stared blankly at Jason.Frustration and desperation radiated from Jason, his face contorted with rage. "Kill th
After shutting the door, Zane's footsteps echoed through the grand hallway of the mansion. His mind was a whirlwind of emotions, thoughts crashing into each other with relentless force. All he could focus on was the heaviness in his chest, the weight of the day's events bearing down upon him.As he made his way further into the mansion, Zane's eyes darted around, avoiding the gazes of the staff who lined the corridors, silently going about their duties. Both Emma and Damon were sitting in the living room, and when she saw Zane, walking through the doorway, she woke from her seat and rushed to him.His grip tightened around her waist as he pressed a kiss to her lips, letting it linger there for several seconds before pulling back slightly. "Are you okay?" Emma asked, concerned.With a forced smile, he nodded and said, "Yes. I'm fine." The way Zane refused to meet her eyes caught Damon's attention, and he watched his son carefully, trying to figure out what was going on in his boy's
The sun crept over the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow through the curtains of the small bedroom, and Emma stirred in her sleep, her eyelashes fluttering as she slowly awoke. Rolling onto her side, she found Zane lying next to her. His eyes were open, but they were distant, lost in thoughts that refused to let him be."Zane," she whispered, her voice still heavy with sleep. She reached out and brushed her fingers across his cheek, gently coaxing him to turn his gaze toward her.With a weak smile, he turned to face her, his eyes filled with shadows, and she traced the lines on Zane's face with her fingers, trying to read his emotions. "You are hurting because of his death, aren't you?" she asked softly.Shutting his eyes, Zane let out a deep sigh, his chest rising and falling with the weight of his emotions. "I don't know, Emma," he replied, his voice barely a whisper. "Leon and I were never close, never got along. But now, knowing he's gone, there's this void that I can't exp
With a look of madness in her eyes, satisfied that she had gotten her wish and murdered Zane, Deborah suddenly turned the gun on both men.Before they could react, she fired several shots, and they died as the bullets pierced their chests, each of them falling lifeless to the ground.Looking up at Zane, lying motionless, Deborah chuckled to herself, and then she quickly walked over to him."I hope you and your mother rot in hell." She whispered, reaching for the bag and yanked it off his head.Immediately, her hand started trembling as tears welled up in her eyes, and she picked him off the ground, resting his head on her lap, and whispered, "My beautiful baby boy...!! My child! Leon, please open your eyes! Leon, Mommy is sorry, open your eyes, please. I beg you ..." Her voice cracked as tears rolled down her cheeks."No! no, no, no!... No, Leon! Please! I need you! I love you! Wake up! Open your eyes!" She screamed hysterically, hugging Leon tight as tears streamed down her cheeks u
The hospital room was filled with silent tension as Belinda and Emma cautiously entered. Their eyes immediately fell upon Zane, who was sitting by the bed, his head resting on the mattress. Yoko, who had been keeping a watchful eye on him, glanced up at the sound of their arrival. Placing his hand to his lip, he whispered, "Shh-shh... Since we got to the hospital yesterday, he just fell asleep." But just as the words left Yoko's lips, Zane's eyes fluttered open, and he sat up, his gaze fixated on the two ladies standing before him. There was a mixture of relief and weariness in his eyes, and a faint smile crossed his lips. Unable to contain her emotions, Emma stepped forward and enveloped Zane in a tight hug, her arms wrapped around his neck. Her voice, barely a whisper, trembled with concern, "How are you hanging in?" As his weary gaze met Emma's, Zane managed a small smile. "I am just glad that this idiot is fine," he replied, his voice laced with a touch of humor, but his e
At the count of eight, the tension in the atmosphere reached its peak. Each second seemed to stretch out endlessly, as Leon sat behind the wheel, his finger itching to pull the trigger. "9!" Zane shouted, raising his hand to signal his men. "And..."But as the count reached "10!" Leon's pent-up rage exploded. In a split second, he burst out of the car, his hand gripping the gun tightly. He aimed directly at Zane's head, his eyes wild with a murderous intent.Time seemed to slow down as Yoko reacted instinctively. He leaped in front of Zane, covering his boss with his own body. The bullet tore through the air, finding its way into Yoko's arm, tearing to his skin and blood oozed out.Pain seared through Yoko's body, but he barely registered it. His sole focus was protecting Zane, even at the cost of his own life. He gritted his teeth, feeling the impact of the bullet as he absorbed the blow.In that instant, the atmosphere erupted with chaos. The crack of the gun reverberated through t
In the midst of the tense silence, Zane sat at the head of a long mahogany table, his gaze steady as he surveyed the board members of NewEra as everyone waited for him to speak.Taking a deep breath, Zane began, his voice strong and his eyes bored into them one after the other, "Ladies and gentlemen, I stand before you today to address the mistakes of my past and to offer my unwavering dedication to the revival of NewEra. I know that I have gone against this company countless times, but from this day forward, I promise to use my knowledge and skills to help rebuild what was once the lifeblood of this organization."His words hung in the silence, and Zane's gaze swept across the room, meeting the eyes of each board member, their expression still that of fear."I owe this to my late mother," Zane continued. "Her life was taken so this place can get built, and it is my duty, as her son, to honor her legacy and ensure that NewEra rises from the ashes."A hushed silence filled the room as