All Chapters of Whispers Of The Thornfield Empire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

In Toronto, at 5 am, a woman slept peacefully in her bedroom. But her dreams were haunted by a disturbing scene. An 8-year-old girl, crying behind bushes in a remote area, watched in horror as her mother was brutally stabbed to death by a group of 10-12 men. As they went from scenes, the girl ran towards her mother, screaming.While she was dreaming, the alarm clock rang, and the woman jolted awake, her face etched with tension, anger, and sadness. But she swiftly composed herself, taking a deep breath. She began her morning routine - exercises, cooking, and a refreshing bath. Just as she was about to leave the flat, her phone rang. Recognizing the caller's name, she answered and said in one go. "Stop bothering me with silly issues. If I'm paying you, it's to handle things, not trouble me. Find a solution instead of calling me."With that, she hung up, not waiting for a response.She went down. And as she waited for her taxi near the apartment entrance, she noticed a family of three,

Elara was frustrated by his words and thought to herself, "He's always causing problems, no matter what I do. What does he think of himself? And now I have to attend his lecture this evening. Oh god."As she prepared for office, the doorbell rang. "Ohhh wow this bell works great, Who could that be?" Elara wondered. She opened the door to find an elderly woman standing before her."Hello, aunty. How can I help you?" Elara asked.The lady replied, "Sorry, dear. I live opposite your flat and got confused."Elara smiled politely and closed the door. Alex's mother felt uneasy.She thought to herself “ what kind of girl is she?”At the office, Elara had finished her fieldwork and returned to her cabin during lunch break. Everyone had left, but then Axel arrived."Hello, I need to discuss something with you immediately about work," Axel said."Yes, please sit and go on," Elara replied.Axel explained, " I need your interior plans to ensure optimal space utilization. You're really good at thi

The party hall was decorated with soft gold light, candles, and fresh flowers created a romantic ambiance. Plush couches and jazz melodies invited intimacy, setting the stage for a memorable Blind Date Night.As the host started the party he announced the first activity. As the host announced, “The first activity of the night is Candlelit Dinner: Share a delicious meal together, savoring each bite and conversation,” everyone began to move toward their tables. Elara and Axel settled into their cozy spot, the flickering candlelight creating a warm glow around them.Axel poured a glass of wine for Elara and looked deeply into her eyes. “Actually, I like you,” he said, his voice sincere but a little nervous.Elara's eyes widened in surprise. “You do?”Axel continued, “When we first met, I liked you, but seeing you here tonight, I’ve started to have real feelings for you.”Elara's heart raced, and she tightened her grip on her glass as she took in his words. “Alex…” she began softly, fee

Elara walked into the hospital room, her heels clicking against the polished floor. She paused by the door, watching Grayson lying in the hospital bed, visibly caught off guard by her presence. His eyes widened, and he struggled to sit up, wincing slightly from the effort.“Elara… you?” he stammered, his voice filled with disbelief. “I… I wasn’t expecting to see you here.”Elara raised an eyebrow, a slight, unreadable smile on her lips. "Of course you’re shocked, Grayson," she replied coldly. "I know exactly what you tried to do. Your plans were bound to have consequences."Grayson’s face paled, and he swallowed hard, his gaze dropping. “Elara, I… I’m so sorry,” he said, his voice breaking slightly. “I couldn’t control myself at that time. I wasn’t thinking about right or wrong… I just wanted you… forever. But… but I know now that I went about it all the wrong way.”Elara's expression hardened, unimpressed by his apology. She reached into her bag, pulling out an envelope. With a firm

Next morning...... Elara sat alone in her room, lost in a daze, barely able to muster the will to move. The same dream had haunted her again last night, lingering with a heaviness she couldn’t shake. Today, the weight of it felt unbearable, pressing down on her heart as though it might break. Tears slipped silently down her cheeks, and she barely noticed them. “Why is he trying to interfere, Mom?” she whispered to herself, voice cracking as she spoke into the emptiness. “Mrs. Thronefield fought so hard to come through all of it. Doesn’t he see how much it would hurt her?” She closed her eyes, clenching her fists in a desperate attempt to hold onto the strength she had left. “I promised you, Mom. I promised I’d protect them, all of them. No matter what, I won’t let anyone hurt our family.” Her words, though brave, couldn’t match the ache within. The pain was too raw, too deep. Without thinking, Elara pressed her face into her pillow, letting out a wave of sobs that she’d held ba