“I heard you’re running for congress and the election is tomorrow.” Officer Thompson's eyes locked onto Jackson's, his voice firm. "You see, Jackson, I'm not afraid of you. And tomorrow, the people of this city will show you just how much they reject your corruption and greed. You're going down, Jackson. And I'm going to make sure of it." “You…”Jackson's face reddened with anger, his voice rising. "You're just a foolish little man, Thompson! Do you think you can take me down? I have the entire police department in my pocket! I own this city!" “Funny how you put it,” Thompson's smile was cold, his eyes glinting with determination. "But not for much longer, Jackson. And as for your pockets, well...let's just say I have a few tricks up my sleeve. You see, I've been preparing for this moment for a long time. And tomorrow, the people will speak. And you will be silenced." “Instead of you to take my offer, you don’t know what’s coming your way.” Jackson's face twisted with rage, his vo

Amelia walked into the cozy coffee shop, spotting Uncle Smith sitting in the corner, sipping a cup of coffee. She smiled, making her way over to him. "Uncle Smith, it's so good to see you!" she exclaimed, giving him a warm hug. Though he wasn’t her real uncle but Emily’s, their bond was no other. It came in handy when he held Emily captive and burned her in the fire. It really showed how he would do anything for Amelia. Smith's face creased into a warm smile. "Ah, Amelia, dear, it's been too long! How have you been?" Amelia sat down across from him, signaling the waiter for a coffee. "I've been well, Uncle Smith. Just busy with work and...other things. How’s the company coming along? Hope it’s running smoothly." “Yeah. As the CEO of image corpse and your husband backing, what can I say.” Smith's eyes twinkled with understanding. "I know how that is. I've been keeping busy myself, working on some projects for your...organization, our organization." Amelia's eyes sparkled with g

Ava's eyes narrowed, her grip on the phone tightening as she gazed at the image of Amelia and Uncle Smith together. Her mind raced with possibilities, her expression darkening. What could they be doing together? She wondered as she replied to Stanley with a cool mind and dropped her phone down, anger brewing inside of her as she started having flashes of her memory with Uncle Smith and how he appeared out of nowhere at her door and kidnapped her to the basement of her house and then, the rest. The fire and flames flashed in her eyes and then she flinched. The door opened, and then, Luke entered the room, a concerned look on his face. "Hey, Ava, what's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost." Ava's eyes flicked up to meet Luke's, her voice low and tense. "It's Amelia. She's with Uncle Smith." “Your uncle?” Luke's brow furrowed. "What do you mean? Where are they?" “On my phone, Stanley sent a photo to me, of them together.” Ava's eyes flashed with anger. "In a coffee shop,

Amelia browsed through the racks of clothes, her fingers trailing over the fabrics as she searched for the perfect outfit. Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice behind her."Amelia, my dear, you look lovely as always."She turned to see Uncle Smith approaching her, a warm smile on his face. But as she gazed into his eyes, she noticed the curious glances from the people around them. The whispers and pointed fingers began to make sense."Uncle Smith," she said hastily, her voice low and urgent. "What are you doing here? Quickly come."Without waiting for a response, she grasped his hand and swiftly led him into a nearby changing room. The door closed behind them, and Amelia's heart raced as she leaned in close."What are you doing here, Uncle Smith? You could have called," she whispered, her eyes darting around the small space. "People are talking, and I can't have that."Uncle Smith's expression turned serious, his voice low. "I know, Amelia. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cause a scene. B

"Lisa!” She said with excitement. “How lovely to hear from you."Lisa's voice was hesitant, apologetic. "Ava, I'm so sorry to bother you, but I need a favor. I've been thinking about our conversation a while back, and I was wondering if you could help me out.""Lisa, I had almost forgotten about you. How are you? What's been going on in your life?"Ava's brow furrowed, concern etched on her face.”what is you what anyways.”Lisa's sigh was audible. "Honestly, Ava, I've been struggling. I want to get out of my small apartment and move into something better, but I don't have the means. That's where you come in."Ava's interest was piqued. "Go on."Lisa's voice took on a pleading tone. "I want to buy a house in the penthouse, but I need your help. I don't have enough money for the down payment. Would you be willing to lend me the funds, Ava? I promise to pay you back, with interest."Ava's smile grew wider, her mind racing with possibilities. "Lisa, darling, I think we can come to some so