In a hotel suite. The door to the suite opened and Anna Brendon walked in. She stopped as soon as she saw Natasha smoking in the living room. "I was beginning to think you won't come. And I was also preparing to execute you." Natasha said with a smile. Anna breathed out and hurriedly said, "I've been doing what you sent me. Her manager already despises her and I also leaked the whereabouts of Jessica to her father. As we speak, he has dragged her back to Maile." Natasha seemed impressed. She got off from her chair and walked towards Anna. "I have something else for you." She said as she walked past her. Anna looked down at her bump as she followed behind Natasha. "This fake bump, how do I go about it?" "You'll continue carrying it. Pierce has seen you like this, I can't afford for him to suspect you. Unless you're ready to die." Just like Natasha thought, Anna went silent. "I'm happy you understand. I need you to go back to Maile." "Maile? I just came to Hiltonia! You prom
The phone in Queenie's pocket vibrated repeatedly, hinting to her it was an incoming call. She tried to ignore it the first time until Roxanne nudged her. After sharing a knowing look with Roxanne, she took out the phone and narrowed her eyes at the number. It was a text. A text from Jessica which read, "I got the manager of the place to come clarify the issue. Thank me later by accepting something I will bring for you, tonight." Queenie sighed and turned to Audrey who stood a little farther from her. She mouthed some words to her and the letter turned and walked backstage again. When she emerged, she pushed a man in his early fifties forward. Queenie smiled at the camera whilst pointing a finger at the man. "This man is the owner of the doppelgangers company. And right now, he will tell us of his identity and lots of you are free to check his identity online." As soon as she said that, the majority of them fished out their phones, ready to browse. "Tell us who you are." Queeni
"You lost him!" Audrey screamed at Roxanne. Roxanne shrugged and stared into space. That face, she didn't think she'd be able to see it again. "You let yourself be distracted when you were supposed to be protecting Queenie. You let the imbecile escape! Now where do we start?" Audrey rambled on and on. "I know you're upset but I think we have a greater threat." Roxanne finally said. The day was a Saturday and the movie shooting was finally over. Queenie had returned back to Pierce because of her protruding stomach and also because of the ordeal that happened at the studio. The internet had also been clarified about the whole issue and the fact someone tried to kill Queenie was now a trending hashtag. "Who I saw is a longtime enemy of Queenie. She doesn't even know how to handle trivia matters as Alicia, how does she intend to handle him?" Audrey walked towards her and pressed a book to her chest. "That is why we are here, to protect her. Your job is to find out where this threat
The Knight's Villa, MaileLucian was in an online business meeting when Pierce's call came into his phone. He disregarded it the first time until a text message came in as soon as Pierce's call ended. The simple sentence made him spring up from his chair. He looked towards the camera. "This meeting has been adjourned." Then he needed the call and picked up his phone to call the pilot of his private jet. "Get to the jet in ten minutes and prepare to head over to Hiltonia." Before he walked out of the house, Jacob stopped him. "What could be so important that you had to postpone such an important meeting to attend to." "The psychopathic daughter you adopted is testing death. If you don't do something, I'm afraid this will be the last day she'd live.""What could she have done to get you to enraged to the point that you deem it fit to kill her!" Jacob questioned again, staying stagnant on Lucian's way. Barely holding his anger, Lucian spat out, "Your adopted daughter found Natasha
Two Weeks laterQueenie's eyes flew open when she heard the door open. Pierce who was going through some papers turned to look at the bed hearing her move. His eyes glistened when he saw the woman's eyes wide open. Abandoning his paperworks, he rushed to her side. "Are you alright?" "I'm fine." She replied croakily. The man's hand moved to the beside table where there was a filled glass of water. "Here." She accepted it and gulped down the entire glass in less than ten seconds not surprising to the man. "What happened to me and how long have I been unconscious?" She asked after she became clearheaded. The question was one that the man had prepared to answer from the day she went unconscious so it didn't come as a surprise to him. "You visited your therapist but then realized that her aim was to scam you through hynosis. When you realized, you tried to leave but she did something which knocked you unconscious. We brought in so many doctors to examine you and they each assured m
"Your injuries aren't that deep. Take this twice everyday, don't forget to change your plaster any time you have a bath." Dr. Fox instructed handing Roxanne a container containing drugs. Roxanne nodded obediently but the man who knew her like the back of his hands, warned her seriously, "If you don't take it, your injuries will cover up but will keep hurting from the inside." Then he turned and walked away. As soon as he left, Audrey entered. "I'm guessing you should be a little bit better now. We have something to tackle." She sat on Roxanne's bed and opened the laptop she had walked in with, as she typed on it, she informed, "I've had some of my men go in search of Natasha since that day. They hadn't gotten a single sign of her until yesterday when I received a picture of her." "They've seen her." Roxanne concluded. However, Audrey shook her head. "She left me a message on his phone. Apparently, she knows she's being sought for. So she killed one of my men and recorded a video
He heaved a sigh of relief seeing it was just an image conjured in his mind. His eyes traveled to Queenie who was now fast asleep. After calming his nerves, he walked towards his closet to have a change of clothes then walked out minutes later. "Keep an eye on Mrs. Verlice and inform me the moment you notice something wrong with her." He instructed Vincent and got into a black Maybach. Vincent nodded and watched him drive out of the compound. ...IN MARONLiam also got to work as soon as he got off the phone with Pierce. The man who had sent for the company's manager, looked up at the man and got up. "You'll help me do something." He started, grabbing his suit jacket which he had drooped around the chair he sat on. "I have something to take care of and it might take an hour or two. Since my presence is needed, I'll need you to create a distraction until I arrive." He patted the manager's shoulder whose name was John Pat, and walked past him. When he got to the door, he turned
A battered car was a terrible sight. Enough to scare away pedestrians. But when it was a bullet filled car, they kept an even more distance from it. "Were you shot?" Sarah asked worriedly, seeing the man clutching onto his side. She extended her hand to touch him but got scared off by a glare from him. The man took away his hand and placed it on the steering. Seeing the blood on it, the woman affirmed he had really been shot. "If you continue bleeding, you stand a very high risk of ending up dead in a few minutes." She reminded. Liam sighed and looked at her. Then at her legs, or so she thought. "There's a first aid kit under your chair." The woman raised her chair and pulled out the little kit. "I wasn't shot. A bullet just grazed my side." She nodded and got to work. Took out some cottons, a pair of scissors and methanol. After taking her desired quantity of wool, she held it with the small, silver scissors and dipped into the methanol before turning to look at him. "Pull