Quinn's striking appearance was hardly surprising. Born to a mother celebrated for her beauty in the capital and a father known as one of its most handsome men, he was gifted with extraordinary genes.Yaslyn felt herself magnetically pulled toward him, enchanted by his elegant presence. A verse from a poem came to mind.'On the pathway stands a radiant sight, a noble youth, unmatched in purest light.'"What are you staring at? Even after all these years, can you still be entranced just because I look good?" Quinn remarked, confident in his good looks. His chiseled features and tall frame made any defense unlikely.Yaslyn lifted her glass as she laughed. "Why are you so handsome when it does you no good?"One of Quinn's most obvious qualities was his handsome appearance. However, it was also the thing he cared least about. He especially hated it when people pointed it out. Just as his mood turned sour and he was about to lecture Yaslyn, a new figure approached their booth."Yaslyn
Unfazed, Yaslyn stared Sadie down. "Sadie, I've been patient with you for far too long. Are you sure you want to continue provoking me?"Taken aback by Yaslyn's glare, Sadie steadied herself, clinging to the leverage she held."It's you who should be nervous now. Not me.""Do you think I'm scared? If you have the guts, post the video. Otherwise, quit playing games," Yaslyn replied."I will!" Sadie announced defiantly, trying to send the video to Xoan, only to find herself blocked."He blocked me! Did you have a say in this?"Sadie had never anticipated that Yaslyn would pull such a move."No worries. Xoan will see it eventually." Sadie said, regaining her confidence. "I'll personally show it to him tomorrow."However, Yaslyn looked at the bar entrance, and the doors swiftly closed. "Sadie, did you forget that you're on my turf?"The smirk on Sadie's face vanished instantly. "Yaslyn, what are you planning?"Sadie felt an unexpected surge of fear. She had assumed that possessin
By the time Quinn reached the bottom of the stairs, Yaslyn, Wade, and Xora had already left. His phone chimed briefly, signaling a new message. Skimming the text, he assumed Yaslyn had left early out of boredom. Nevertheless, he felt the urge to call her."Hello, Yaslyn?"A distant car horn in the background suggested she was on the way home. "Why'd you call?" Yaslyn teased, "Thought you'd be busy having a romantic evening with Sadie. I didn’t want to intrude. How did it go? Did Sadie agree?" Yaslyn's voice, although masked with a hint of jest, echoed a subtle trace of curiosity. As she spoke, she glanced outside, taking in the fleeting landscapes.Deep down, she felt that Sadie was not right for Quinn. She always saw Sadie as someone with questionable character, unfit to be part of their lives."Yaslyn." Quinn's tone shifted. He had a habit of using Yaslyn's full name when he was annoyed.Noticing his tone, she shifted from her light-hearted jest to a more concerned note. "What's
Catching Yaslyn's intense stare, Xoan felt a rush of emotions. However, just as he was about to respond, Yaslyn abruptly gripped her stomach, her face contorting in pain. Sweat started to bead on her forehead."What's wrong? Are you unwell?"Any trace of irritation Xoan previously felt vanished, replaced by evident concern as he watched Yaslyn double over in pain.To Yaslyn's disbelief, her long overdue period decided to start at this very moment. She did not see this coming."It's nothing. It's…just that time of the month," Yaslyn managed to say through the pain, trying to keep up the conversation with Xoan."In that case, rest up. I'll prepare some wheatgrass fruit juice for you," he suggested."Wheatgrass fruit juice?" Yaslyn pondered, confirming that she had indeed heard those words from Xoan's lips. "You know how to make wheatgrass fruit juice? Seriously?"Xoan smiled faintly. "There's more I know than you'd expect.""That's impressive.""Alright, stay here and rest. I'll
As Sophie's voice filled the room, Yaslyn was transported into a realm of memories, vividly picturing the radiant figure of her mother in her prime.In those days, her mother, Helen, was the most radiant heiress in the capital. Before Sophie married, she was a blossom of the Capital herself. The two shared a bond that made them inseparable. They would spend their days shopping, laughing, and reveling in the joys of youth.However, as time went on and they grew older, both women found themselves entangled in the complexities of young love.It was unfortunate that Sophie had her heart set on Stephen, while Stephen, in secrecy, pined for Helen. To complicate matters further, Helen had fallen for a renowned sculptor named Oliver. Their relationships formed a tangled love square.Yaslyn noticed a faint hint of jealousy in Sophie's demeanor. "It's hard to believe now, but back then, almost every man in the Capital was infatuated with your mother. Yet, she only had eyes for one, and on an
Yaslyn made her way to the president's office to confront Xoan.As he gazed at Yaslyn's visibly agitated demeanor, his heart sank. "Yaslyn, what brings you to the office?""Would you have kept this from me if I didn't ask, Xoan? Is our engagement even real to you? Do you even consider me as part of your life?" Yaslyn bombarded him with questions, leaving Xoan speechless."Yaslyn, it's not what you think," he said, attempting to defuse the situation."Then show me the plans for this quarter."Xoan's hesitation was enough to confirm Yaslyn's worst fears."Fine, keep your secrets. I'll find out myself," Yaslyn said, exasperation evident in her voice. Taking a deep breath, she continued, "I'm calling Xora right now. I need to see just what you're up to and why the Warren Group is in this state. This isn't like you."After a long pause, Xoan finally spoke, "I'll show you."When the plan was placed before Yaslyn, she grappled with mixed feelings. Opening it, she saw, written clearly,
"How did you get your hands on these?" Sadie's voice quavered, her anxiety evident as she gulped.The photos showcased her intimate moments with Yerick, and some even revealed records of their hotel stays. If these pictures were exposed, her reputation would be shattered beyond repair!Unable to hide her anxiety, Sadie pressed, "Where did you get all this information?!""It's all quite trivial, Sadie. Would you like to hear a recording of the two of you as well?" Yaslyn casually browsed through her audio files, her nonchalance heightening Sadie's fear."No need," Sadie responded, glancing around at the bustling crowd and seething inwardly. Yaslyn must have chosen such an exposed and open location on purpose, setting her up for public humiliation."So, Ms. Sabian," Yaslyn began with a light chuckle, sensing her victory. "Are you still interested in signing the company transfer contract?""I think we should put this matter on hold for now. I need some time to think," Sadie replied,
Yaslyn firmly argued, "Do you understand the consequences of your actions?""Yaslyn, are you putting on an act?" Sadie interjected. "Just sign the contract, and maybe I'll convince Yerick to let you both live!"Despite everything, Sadie had a soft spot for Xoan and remained convinced that Yaslyn had taken him. If Yaslyn was gone, she believed Xoan would be free from her spell. The mere idea of Yaslyn's downfall filled Sadie with a dark thrill, to the point where she even fantasized about being the one to end Yaslyn herself.Yaslyn, sensing the danger, responded, "Ever heard of the Wilder Organisation?"A shadow of recognition passed over Yerick's face. The Wilder Organisation—the infamous, elusive group of assassins, whispered to be the deadliest in the world. He asked cautiously, “And your connection to them is?”With a playful chuckle, Yaslyn quipped, "For someone so intent on hurting us, you really don't know who we are, do you?"Interrupting her, Yerick asserted, "Enough chit
Whitey glanced back and forth between them, shaking her head. "You two are a mystery."Suddenly, Doniel stood and waved Whitey over. "Hey, Whitey. Come here for a second."Confused but compliant, Whitey walked over.In a swift move, Doniel took her hand. With a smug look at Matheo, he announced, "I'm taking Whitey off your hands for a bit."Matheo's expression turned steely. "What's your game?""Don't sweat it, she'll be back soon."With that, Doniel led Whitey out.They reached a more secluded spot before Doniel finally released her hand. "Whitey, you're not hurt, right?"Whitey shook her head, twirling in front of him to prove her point. "See? I'm totally fine."Doniel reached out and gently tapped her forehead. "Someone hit you, didn't they? Your face is still swollen, and here you are, telling me it's nothing."Whitey playfully stuck out her tongue. "I just didn't want you to worry. Besides, I'm not the one who got seriously hurt. It was Matheo.""I know. Matheo really d
"Don't make that call!" Whitey screamed in a panic.A harsh slap struck her face as the ringleader yelled, "Shut it, woman! Who said you could talk?"The man, not satisfied after hitting her, gave in to his fury and kicked her. However, before he knew it, Matheo, who was standing nearby, had silently moved behind him. Suddenly, a sharp crack echoed as Matheo snapped the man's fingers with raw force.Matheo wrapped his arms around Whitey and quickly retreated."I can't take it! I'm done. I don't want anything else. Just do it!"The ringleader was seething with rage, the throbbing in his fingers ruining his will to fight Matheo.A few thugs had been itching for a reason to go after Matheo, and they wasted no time grabbing their weapons and launching an assault.Matheo fought back while dragging Whitey out of harm's way, but as the fight dragged on, he started losing ground.A vicious knife cut to Matheo's leg sent him tumbling down with a grunt."Matheo!"Whitey crouched beside
Whitey shook her head. She did not have a clue, and even if she could guess, she did not know what to do about it."I was actually about to..."Before Matheo could finish, a deafening crash rang out.Startled, Whitey clapped her hands over her ears. Matheo wrapped her in his arms and glanced at the rear window.A random stone had shattered the car's back glass, leaving a gaping hole.The chaos erupted out of nowhere, catching both of them off guard. They had been deep in conversation when suddenly, a line of cars barricaded the road, trapping them.Matheo gently patted her head, a silent plea for calm.Whitey, frantic, nodded and fumbled for her phone, only to find it had mysteriously powered down."Stay put in the car and don't worry," Matheo said, handing her his phone."If things go south, call the cops, call anyone."He was ready to step out and face the unknown threat head-on.Whitey protested. "Matheo, we don't know what we're dealing with. Don't just rush out there."
Whitey was back to her usual routine—classes by day, radio station by night. However, she had a luxury she did not have previously. A private car service, ensuring her safety was never in question.Doniel's lips were sealed, not breathing a word of her injury to anyone. Except for Matheo, who had somehow stumbled upon the secret.That night, after her radio gig, Whitey stepped out expecting to see the familiar pink sports car tucked away in its usual spot. However, it was nowhere in sight.Moreover, he had not even bothered to call her. A knot of worry formed in her stomach. Did something happen to him?Whitey had called his number three, maybe four times, but got nothing.As she was wrestling with her thoughts, a familiar yet unsettling figure approached her.Matheo.Why was he there?Nobody knew about Whitey's job at the radio station except Doniel."Doniel's tied up today, so I'm your ride," Matheo said.Alarm bells rang in Whitey's head. How did Matheo know about Doniel
The nurse nodded, gesturing for Doniel to give them some space.Once the bandaging was complete, Doniel returned with a treat—Whitey's beloved chocolate cupcakes."For you. Why didn't you say it hurt? He was so rough, and yet you asked me not to hold it against him."Whitey, her mouth full of frosting, mumbled a reply. "It's not that bad. Besides, you two are usually on good terms. Why fight over pointless things because of me?"Doniel tapped her head gently. "You're such a goof. What are you even talking about? Meaningless things?""I just thought that you two grew up together, so it'd be a shame to fall out over something so small, right?"Doniel huffed, "I never really cared for him, you know.""Okay, let's figure out a plan B. This mess means I might be stuck in the hospital longer, so I'm counting on you to smooth things over back home."Doniel looked at her with a teasing grin. "Relax, I've got this."Somehow, Whitey could always pick up a strange vibe from his smile, an
Whitey was injured, and Doniel rushed her to the hospital that very night. It was just a slash on her arm, but Doniel was beside himself with worry.Watching Whitey grit her teeth through the stitching, Doniel's face turned a shade of stormy gray. "I'll track down that driver's family if it's the last thing I do!"Whitey winced in pain, but seeing Doniel's fury, she tried to soothe him. "Really, it's not so bad."Doniel looked at her bandaged arm. "Thirteen stitches, Whitey. If you're not in pain, I'm in pain for both of us."Whitey was always the center of attention—a princess who was doted on from the day she was born. She had never experienced an injury as severe as that. As Doniel reached for his phone to call Whitey's parents, she quickly stopped him with a hand gesture, wincing as she accidentally grazed her wound, "Please don't call them. They'll just scold me again if they find out.""I told you to let me drive you home. Now, look at what happened because you didn't li
Whitey gripped the edge of her skirt, a new kind of worry blooming in her chest.'What if Matheo was…'She shuddered at the thought, her mind a garden where fears grew into giant oaks, so tall and dark that they scared her.Looking up again, Whitey's eyes widened as she noticed the taxi had taken a wrong turn, heading into unfamiliar territory.In the rearview mirror, she caught a glimpse of the driver's unsettling smirk.Taking a cab late at night was proving to be a bad idea, her heart racing with fear. If only she had accepted a ride from Doniel, none of that would happen. Regret washed over her as she scrambled for her phone, desperate to call for help.Sensing her panic, the driver floored it to a secluded spot and then abruptly stopped the car.Whitey's head snapped forward, hitting the seat, and as the world spun, her phone slipped from her grasp. Then, the driver was toying with her phone, his grin wide and wicked."Planning to call the cops or a friend, sweetheart?""
As time swiftly marched on, three years went by.Whitey nailed her entrance exam into the top university in Jefferson City—Jefferson City University.As for the others, Caleb turned 30, tied the knot, had kids, and took control of Sheldon's international ventures. He and his family packed up and moved overseas, while the rest stayed back."Thanks for tuning into 'Moonlit Wishes,' your go-to spot for all things heartfelt. I'm your host, Macie."At the stroke of ten, Macie's soothing voice filled the evening airwaves."Let's hear from our first caller tonight. Hey there, sir, what's on your mind?"Macie's voice was soothing, soft yet strong enough to coax secrets from the most guarded of hearts."Here's the thing, Macie. I've been head over heels for this girl, but she's always kept me at arm's length, saying I haven't done enough. However, today, I caught her in another guy's arms. What gives?"The man's voice quivered with barely concealed tears, slurred slightly by alcohol.M
"So, just because you're into him, you decide to set me up? How does that make any sense?"Whitey could not help but find her logic almost laughable."Because I noticed he always had a soft spot for you, jealousy clouded my judgment, and that's why I..."Jade inhaled deeply, as if bracing herself for what was to come. "Well, you've uncovered the truth, so there's no point in hiding anything. Punish me however you see fit."What was the point in pleading guilty then?Jade stood there, a mix of defiance and dignity, stubborn even in the face of her mistake.Whitey was not looking to lay blame. "I'm not going to take this to the principal, and I won't breathe a word of it to anyone else. However, as of today, our friendship is done. I'll find a new place to sit when we get back."Whitey let out a tired sigh. "There's something else you should know. He's got a girlfriend now."Jade's eyes widened in disbelief. "Wait, are you two an item now?""No, I'm not the one he's dating."Wi