All Chapters of Watch Me; SHINE : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Frank’s Point of ViewThe cold night air did nothing to calm the storm brewing inside me. I leaned against the car, staring at the quiet street where Ivy lived, my mind racing.How did everything start falling apart so quickly?Regina was supposed to be a pawn in my game, nothing more. Ivy had one simple job—keep her in line. And yet, here I was, standing in the dark, wondering how both of them managed to screw everything up.I clenched my fists.No, this wasn’t over. Not yet.I turned to Marcus, who was sitting in the driver’s seat, casually scrolling through his phone."Anything?" I asked, my voice sharp.He glanced up, shaking his head. "Nothing. They’ve been quiet. Ivy’s still inside."I let out a slow breath, trying to steady myself."They’re hiding something," I muttered. "I can feel it."Marcus gave me a look. "You think Regina’s working with someone?"I nodded slowly."She didn’t just disappear overnight without help. Someone's protecting her."Tony.The name crept into my min

Amelia's point of View:"This isn't a good idea" my uncle said while walking around the house.I told him the plan Lisa McVey had to get Morana which he didn't agree too."Come on uncle please" I said softly."No Amelia, you lived with me for two years, I trained you for two Years and you saw how hard it was getting that woman" he said firmly while I shook my head."But Lisa is also a strong leader and maybe her plan might work" I suggested."A plan where you have to fight a dangerous Mafia woman?" He asked with a raised eyebrow while I nodded."Maybe you and Lisa should discuss" my dad told my uncle who just rolled his eyes."I don't like women that doesn't listen, but I'll think about it" he said then sat down on the chair."Anything from your wife?" I asked my brother Ace who shook his eyes."She told her father, but he hasn't said anything yet " he replied while I nodded."What if I race her?' I asked softly Which made my uncle laugh."Yes you are good at racing but not this kind

Lucie’s Point of view:"Amelia!"I shouted my wife's name, my voice filled with panic cutting through the thick smoke. My heart raced in my chest, beating faster than I thought possible.No response.Just the distant crackling of fires and the creaking of weakened metal filled the air."Amelia!" I cried out again, desperation gripping my throat.Still no answer."This is serious, Lucie," Tony muttered beside me, coughing from the smoke, his hands trembling.Debris covered the ground metal shards, concrete pieces, remnants of the once orderly racecourse now resembling a battleground.I felt the sting of smoke in my eyes, wiping away sweat with a shaky hand.Where could she be?I turned around, searching despite the pain in my ribs.Amelia had been right behind us. She should be here.Then I noticed Amelia’s uncle nearby, tense, holding his phone tightly. His face grim, jaw clenched. Without a word, he walked away from us, disappearing into the haze.I grasped Tony’s arm."We must keep

Regina's PerspectiveIt has been three days since Tony and I decided to pretend that I was unaware of Ivy's actions. Acting like everything was normal around her turned out to be more tiring than I had anticipated. Her constant watching and following me everywhere made me feel uneasy. It seemed like I was always on edge, expecting something to happen, but nothing ever did, which made the situation even more unsettling.It felt like Ivy was enjoying playing mind games with me. She never confronted me or said anything suspicious, but her continuous presence felt suffocating. I would see her around every corner, in the kitchen, in the hallway, and even outside when I went for some fresh air on the porch. It was as if she was waiting for me to make a mistake.With my boss and his family away, I had no valid reason to leave the house. Without work, I was stuck spending more time under Ivy's watchful gaze.I needed a break.That's why I arranged a date with Tony.Our bond had been growing

Marcus point of View The drive to the warehouse was eerily quiet, the kind of silence that unsettles. The streets grew dimmer, more deserted, and colder as I ventured further. A typical spot for clandestine meetings.I wasn’t naive. This could be a trap. But I wasn’t going in blindly either.My gun was securely tucked against my side, hidden beneath my jacket. Just in case.As I parked by the warehouse, I turned off the engine and surveyed the surroundings. The place was in shambles—windows shattered, metal siding rusted, and weeds pushing through cracks in the pavement.Classic.Exiting the car, I closed the door softly behind me. The gravel crunched under my boots as I approached."Good of you to show up."The voice reverberated faintly in the open area.A figure emerged from the shadows. A tall man, dressed entirely in black. A dark coat, gloves, exuding an air of authority."You have about two minutes before I lose interest," I stated flatly.The man chuckled slowly. "Relax. I'm