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★★★★On the other hand, Connor left the party in search of Rebecca. So everyone left one by one. Hosey called Veronica, who sounded distressed on the phone and informed her she did not know where Edward was. He was not returning her calls.But Henrick did not leave immediately as he remained in the room and enjoyed whiskey until he was not let go of the anger left by Rebecca.He got up and staggered to walk, but he made his way out of the bar. He called his driver to pick him up since he was not a smooth driver especially when he was drunk. Leaning against the post, he whistled and waited for his driver; when suddenly he felt a presence behind him. As soon as he turned to see who the person was, a strong punch hit his face and he crashed to the ground. In fear, Henrick muttered in a shaky voice, "W-who are you?" The man in front of him had his face covered completely and wore back attire. The person looked like a professional killer to Henrick. For a second, his heart leapt to his m
★★★★★ "My wife!" Edward shouted, the eerie coldness in his eyes left the man struggling to stand upright. His voice shook like a leaf as he answered, "I don't know your wife, sir. I work in this cafe and also take care of this place because many teenagers come here to take drugs!" Hearing the man, Edward let go of his wrist, which was on the verge of snapping from the force Edward put. The man began rubbing his wrist, feeling as though he could not hold anything with his right hand for a while. His thoughts were interrupted by a picture Edward showed on his phone. "Did you see her in the shop tonight?!" Edward demanded. He was going crazy every second not finding Rebecca. His desperation in those eyes could not be overlooked, as if his patience was on edge, losing control. The man looked closely at the picture before answering, "Yes, she was here in the shop, and she got to know the owner of the shop, Miss Ella. They talked for a while. Later I saw her getting into Miss Ella's
★★★★★"Don't shout here! Someone is sleeping. She is kind enough to let you in. If I were in her place, you had to stay at the door till the morning," Rebecca said and made her way to the couch, holding the medical kit. "I know how to break the door!" Edward replied with a smug expression, his lips twitching at the corner. He had already planned to kick the door if his fist failed to wake people up."Then why didn't you go to your doctor and kick his door open? You could get better treatment for your hand!" Rebecca said and held his right hand; carefully, she began to remove the glass pieces from his hand with the help of a tweezer."Why did you turn off your phone and I believe before that you did have seen missed calls from me?" Edward asked coldly, closely looking at Rebecca's soft features. Her supple cheeks had a soft tint, which must be because of the chilliness in the room, and trailing down she had beautiful lips. "Yes, I did! It did not concern me why you had called. Do you
★★★★★ The following morning, Ella looked for Edward first in the living room, before heading for the room to see if Rebecca was there. As soon as she pushed the door, it came out unlocked, leaving her surprised. Silently, she peeked inside and was startled by the sight. Quickly, she pulled the door shut again, careful not to make a sound. However, Edward was blessed with sharp hearing; his alarming senses made him the king of the jungle. He glanced at the door with sharp eyes, noticing the woman’s hand closing the door. He breathed a sigh and glanced at the woman beside him. At that moment, he realized her arms and one leg were on his body. Her small face was resting on his shoulder, her gentle breathing crashing on his skin. When he tried to remove her hand, Rebecca grumbled as if her favourite pillow had been taken away. She rubbed her face on his shoulder like a kitten as if it was looking for a comfortable place to sleep. Nonetheless, her unintentional action raised Goosebumps
★★★★★As soon as Edward parked the car in front of the Harrington manor and was about to go out, Rebecca's voice stopped him, "Thank you for helping Ella's dad!" Edward gave her a glance that conveyed nothing, but a vacant stare. Rebecca was waiting to hear something, but instead, she saw him leaving the car with a distant attitude.She breathed without minding his attitude as she stepped out of the car and made her way to the house. As soon as she stepped on the threshold of the manor, a sharp voice hit her eardrum. "I was worried about you. I had seen you got injured by that glass, and then you vanished. Where were you? Why didn't you answer my call?" Veronica complained to Edward, blocking his path.When her eyes noticed Rebecca at the door, instantly her fury got fueled, and she asked with agitation in her voice, "Why did she enter with you? Were you two together last night?" Rebecca knew Veronica would pick this topic to create drama, but she was not in the mood to bicker with
★★★★★ Later that day, Rebecca was working in the Harrington office, managing the rest of the files. All she was looking for to do was to wrap up the work and leave. Meanwhile, Edward was working at his desk, talking to someone on the phone, but his eyes kept glancing at Rebecca and watched her eagerness to finish the work. Plus, she kept chatting with someone on her phone, causing distraction for him. Before this would grate her nerves he put the phone down and said, "Bring me a coffee!" Rebecca looked up and asked, "You are talking to me!?" "Is there anyone else in the room other than you and me?" Edward replied, leaning back in the chair with a challenging smirk. "You have people to do that. Stop being a pain in my ass!" Rebecca grumbled, driven by the urge to throw something at him. "You don’t have a job to go to or people to meet. I am giving you chores to help you use your time, which is precious. Be grateful!" Edward said. "What nonsense! As soon as I am done with th
★★★★★Ignoring Rebecca's tantrum at the coffee machine, Trevor and Edward began dismissing the matter on their plate."Boss, Henrick Luther's father called me a couple of times; I avoided him. Are you really sure you want to accept the German company's proposal? Luther is our ally, and most importantly, he is a close friend!" Trevor said, using a serious tone. A sudden change of course in his boss’s thoughts left him bewildered."What is your thought?" Edward asked Trevor, but his eyes slipped to Rebecca and noticed how she had stopped making coffee."I don't think you should betray the Luthor, especially when his son is in the hospital for serious injuries," Trevor said.Meanwhile, Rebecca's sharp ears noted everything, including the fact that Edward was accepting a foreign company, kicking the people he had close connections with.She turned around with the coffee and brought it to the table; her mind was swirling, 'Did she truly send the letter?!' Last night, because of Connor, she
★★★★★ In the evening, Edward changed his official suit to a casual yet charming one. He was already a handsome man with striking blue eyes, and his 6'3" height was no less the charisma of his beauty. He changed his watch as well, replacing it with a sleek diamond one. Rebecca, who had finished her work in the afternoon, now found herself waiting to go on someone else's date. She was quite a lucky girl; just did not know how every time she tried to create a problem for him, it was always she fell with her face into it. "Don't sulk in this way. You should be excited since it is your idea, and I am truly impressed with it," Edward said, adjusting the collar of his shirt. "I am glad that you are impressed,” Rebecca replied, opening her hair, and resting them on one side. "I am sulking because I am missing my boyfriend. If he was here, we could go on a double date!" Rebecca said, standing up as she brought out her lipstick and swiped it on her lips without looking at herself in the mirr
★★★★★Imara’s face remained impassive, her tone cold and measured as she continued, "They weren’t going to stop the bond between you and Edward, especially after his accident. But they should have. My father is Mr. Harrington’s best friend; it only makes sense that they’d think of me for Edward. We’re equals, Rebecca. Same status, same world. You? You never belonged. Besides," she added, her eyes narrowing slightly, "Mr. Harrington and your mother were having an affair. Your relationship was a mistake from the beginning."Her words hung in the air, sharp as a blade. There wasn’t a flicker of remorse in her expression, as if she were narrating a mundane event instead of confessing to tearing lives apart.Rebecca’s breath hitched, disbelief etched into every feature of her tear-streaked face. "You’re fucking insane," she spat, her voice trembling with both rage and heartbreak. "I can’t believe it. At your age, you plotted something so cruel, so vile. You didn’t just ruin Edward’s life—y
★★★★★Connor stood there as if paralyzed, his eyes fixed on Edward’s lifeless body, the blood pooling beneath it. His face was a mask of shock, but he didn’t move or speak; he just stood frozen in that terrible moment.Imara, her face streaked with tears, whipped her head around to glare at him. "You bastard!" she shouted, her voice trembling with fury and despair. "You said you wouldn’t let anything happen to him! And now—now he’s not breathing! You betrayed me, didn’t you?"Connor’s head snapped up, his eyes narrowing as he glared at her, his voice low and cold. "Keep your mouth quiet," he said, the distaste in his tone unmistakable.Imara surged to her feet, her fists clenched as she marched toward him. "Don’t you dare tell me to keep quiet! You planned this, didn’t you? You knew this would happen! I stood by you. After all, I trusted you because I wanted to protect him—and you let this happen!"Connor’s expression darkened further, his jaw tightening as he took a threatening step
★★★★★Rebecca’s confession landed like a bomb in the room, silencing everyone in its wake. Edward’s face twisted in fury, his breathing ragged as he stepped back and reached behind him.In one fluid motion, he pulled out a gun, the metallic glint catching the faint light. His eyes were ablaze with unrestrained rage.“I shouldn’t have trusted you,” Edward growled, his voice low and venomous. “I shouldn’t have saved your face from public humiliation. You don’t deserve redemption. You deserve to die in the filth you’ve created.”Rebecca’s breath hitched, her bravado wavering as she took a step back. Connor instinctively moved to shield her, his hands raised in a plea.“Edward, stop!” Connor shouted, his voice edged with panic.Edward ignored him, his gaze fixed solely on Rebecca. “Your entire family ruined mine,” he snarled, his grip tightening on the gun. He raised it, the barrel now trained on Rebecca.Imara gasped, her heart pounding in terror as she instinctively stepped forward. “Ed
★★★★★“I didn’t know this place was so far from the town,” Imara said as she stepped out of the car, glancing around at the pitch-black surroundings. The faint crunch of gravel beneath her shoes was the only sound in the still night. Her arms crossed instinctively as a cool breeze brushed past.Edward closed the car door behind him and stepped forward, his eyes scanning the unlit house in the distance. “This is the place my father bought,” he said, his voice low but calm. “He used to bring us here when he wanted to escape the chaos of work… to relax with the family.”Imara tilted her head, her curiosity piqued as she followed his gaze to the looming structure. “It looks so isolated,” she remarked, her tone a mix of awe and unease. “No wonder it’s good for getting away.”Edward nodded, his expression darkening slightly as he noticed the lack of lighting around the house. “Connor should’ve turned on the lights,” he muttered, his voice edged with irritation. “It’s too quiet.”Imara stepp
★★★★“I know where they are,” Imara said hesitantly, her voice laced with reluctance. She withdrew her hand from Edward, her other hand fidgeting with the edge of her scarf. “Rebecca told me… but she made me promise not to tell you. She said, under no circumstances, should you know where she’s gone.” Her eyes briefly flickered back to Edward before darting away again. “But seeing you like this… feeling betrayed, struggling… I can’t keep it from you.”Edward leaned forward slightly, his intense gaze fixed on her. His expression softened for a brief moment, though the storm brewing in his eyes remained. “Thank you, Imara,” he said with a firm nod. “If it’s not too much trouble, I’d like you to come with me. It’ll be safer that way. I’ll send someone to keep an eye on your father.”Imara shook her head, a faint smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “No, you don’t need to worry about him. Father… he prefers being alone. He usually lies to make sure I won’t fuss over him.” She grabbed h
★★★★★"You were with Rebecca?" Edward’s voice cut through the air, sharp but measured, as he fixed his piercing gaze on Imara. His dark eyes searched hers, but Imara refused to meet his look, her attention darting around the room instead. Her restless fingers fiddled with the hem of her jacket, an obvious tell that something was off. Anyone watching them would have easily pegged this as a date gone sour.“Yes,” Imara finally said, her voice barely audible. She brought her hands to the table, but her eyes stayed glued to the surface, tracing invisible patterns on the polished wood. “She dropped Ella and me at our homes after dinner.”Edward leaned forward slightly, his brows knitting together, though his tone remained controlled. “Hmmm,” he murmured, his composure wavering as the edges of his frustration began to show. “Do you have any idea where she might be now? Or if she met anyone while you were with her?”Imara’s head shot up briefly, her lips parting as if to speak, but then she
★★★★★The first picture stopped Edward in his tracks, his gaze freezing on the screen. It was Rebecca, embracing Connor in the middle of the road. Her arms were wrapped around him, her expression soft.The next image was worse. Connor’s lips pressed against Rebecca’s neck, her eyes closed as if savouring the moment. They were in a car, the angle of the shot suggesting it had been taken from a deliberate distance.Edward’s blood boiled. His grip on the phone tightened until his knuckles turned white. He swallowed back the roar building in his chest, his mind spiralling into chaos. His fingers worked furiously, dialling Connor’s number.Out of reach.He growled under his breath and immediately tried Rebecca’s number. The same result.With a sharp exhale, Edward called Imara instead.“Edward?” Imara’s voice came through, calm and comforting as always. “What’s going on?”“Where are you?” Edward barked, his tone cutting through her pleasantries.“At home,” she replied cautiously. “Is there
★★★★★"You don’t have to lie to me," Edward hissed, his voice venomous, his nostrils flaring as he struggled to contain his rage. "I went deep, Mrs. Jonas—deep enough to uncover every detail. The resort, the night you spent with my father... everything. Each piece of evidence screams your name."Rebecca’s mother staggered backwards, her composure unravelling as a thread pulled too tight. Her legs buckled beneath her, and she collapsed to the ground, trembling. Tears streamed down her face as the weight of his words sank in. The sin she had buried, the one she had tried so desperately to forget, now loomed over her, undeniable and raw."Edward..." she whispered, her voice cracking. "It wasn’t... it wasn’t what you think.""Spare me the excuses," Edward snapped, his eyes ablaze with fury. "Do you have any idea what you did to my family? To my mother? You shattered her life, and for what? Your selfish desires?"Mrs Jonas covered her face with her hands; her sobs muffled but gut-wren
★★★★"Are you hurt?" Connor asked, his voice low yet steady, as his eyes swept over Rebecca, searching for any sign of injury. His gaze lingered on her trembling frame, moving from her face to her scraped knees and bruised legs."You… you killed that man," Rebecca exclaimed, her voice shaky, ignoring his question entirely.Connor sighed, his expression unreadable. "I had no choice but to gun him down," he replied, his tone devoid of regret. "He had a knife in his pocket, and you were defenceless."He stepped closer, his hand lifting to gently cup her cheek, his eyes scanning hers for reassurance. But Rebecca flinched, taking a small step back.Connor lowered his hand, his expression softening as he placed the gun back in its holster. “Relax,” he murmured, his tone quieter. “I didn’t think this through—I only thought about saving you. That’s all.”Rebecca’s breath hitched, her mind reeling. “There’s someone else we need to save,” she said urgently, her words tumbling out. “Imara.