All Chapters of Hey, Stranger!: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

JOHN visited Lucian in the hospital and was greeted by Alicia. John could tell that she hadn't slept in a while. There were dark circles in her eyes, her cheeks were sunken, her lips were dry, and her face was pale. He lowered his head and smiled faintly at her. Shortly, he marched towards Lucian's bed and his eyes instantly widened in horror to see how bad the accident was. And, just by looking at it, he knew far too well that this was not an accident. “How are you?” He asked while glancing at the room, making sure Alicia wouldn’t hear their conversation. Luckily, after a few minutes, Alicia bids them goodbye as she needs to go to the nurses' station. When John was sure no one could hear them. He then asks Lucian frankly, “Seriously, this doesn't look like an accident." Lucian coughed, then replied in a low dry voice, “It isn’t.” John gasped. “What happened? Do you know who did this?” Lucian smiles bitterly, “Latton Ripley,” he mumbles gently. “Why do you think it's her? I kno

AT THE hospital, Alex enters Lucian's ward. "Alex, any news from the police about Malena's whereabouts?" Lucian asked. Alex shook his head, "None at all. Based on the police report, they checked the plane from tail to cockpit. There is no sign of her." Lucian coughed and it pained him. "Can you make sure my name is not dragged into this?" He requested. "I don't want Latton to think that I helped Malena escape." He thought to himself. Alex nods, "I'll see what I can do." - Meanwhile, at Ripley International, Alison’s face contorted while listening to the manager's report. She kept glancing at the CEO's chair, but it was empty. "He ghosted me last night, now this? He did not give me a heads-up that he would stay home. How dare he do this to me?" She yelled internally. After the meeting, she drove directly to Ripley Manor. At that time, both Thalia, Albert, and Latton are still asleep. Jonathan, one of the servants, then asks Derek if they will let Alison enter the manor. He inst

INSIDE the LAPD, Officer H. Gilberts and J. Peralta are inside the briefing room logging all the information they have on hand. "This is the weirdest case I've ever handled in my life. We have two ladies, the victim and the assailant. Now both of them are victims." Officer J. Peralta mumbles as he arranges the crime photos on the board. "One billionaire heiress that was targeted multiple times and a commoner whose hand got chopped off, we don't know if she's still alive, or is it safe to call it a homicide." "Let's summarize everything we know," Officer H. Gilberts said. "Let's start at the Royal Ascent incident." He added while holding the report. "March 10, Royal Ascent. It is where Miss Taylor attacked Miss Ripley but told everyone that it was the latter who attacked first. Miss Ripley then filed a lawsuit where Miss Taylor was detained by the LAPD but soon got released when the lawsuit was withdrawn. The next incident was on March 31, at the Circle of Hope. When Miss Taylor shot

AS HIGH as a kite. Latton marched to Albert's home office only to see Kirby seated in the foyer. Patiently waiting for his boss's next commands. She smiled at Kirby, and the latter smiled back. Concurrently, Derek saw her and was about to speak to her about the gossip he heard from the maids about Alison moving to the manor. Something that he too doesn't want to happen. "Thalia inside the manor is bad enough. Adding Alison to the mix, a total stranger would be chaotic," he said to himself as he followed Latton's movements. Before he got to her, she had already entered Albert's room. He gasped, "This is bad," he mumbled to himself. He tried to open the door, but it was locked. All he could do was sit beside Kirby and wait for what would happen next. Inside Albert's home office. He was busy reading through the documents he missed while he was staying with Alison in the hospital. "Happy to see you are back. Thought you already forgot about us." Latton says mockingly. Shortly she s

[Mature Scene ahead] “WHY?” “Why do we need to put everything to a halt just because your daughter is not here?” Alison screamed at the top of her lungs. Veins in her forehead and neck start to bulge, and her eyes fill with rage and a malevolent aura. But Albert is too preoccupied with the scene in front of him to notice how she looks. The room is trashed beyond recognition. The sheets and curtains were torn to pieces. The bed was deformed as if it had been stabbed multiple times. The paintings, clothes, and even the drawers are thrown on the floor. Albert could only sigh and slowly back away from the room. “I’m still talking to you. Come back in here!” She yelled. Every word made her look crazier. “Calm yourself, and we’ll talk,” he yelled back. “Look at yourself,” he added in dismay. “She’s even harder to be with than Latton and Thalia combined.” He thought to himself while walking away from her. "AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" She yelled in frustration and slammed the door hard. After a f