MasukSebastian stared at Remy, wondering what was over his grandson.“Rem, did you have knowledge of where she was… wait, you kidnapped her?” Sebastian suddenly exclaimed. Remy laughed at his grandfather's surprise. “You shouldn't do that. Her parents were worried, I was worried,” he said.“I didn't kidnap her, Grandpa,” Remy said. “I am not going into details, but start preparation for our wedding. We have limited time,” he added. He was more than excited to get married, something he had dreamed of years back. Sebastian took out his phone and started strolling through his contacts.“Mister, are you doubting me?” he asked, and Sebastian stopped.“Have you returned their daughter to them?” he asked.~¥~Lyra got down from the taxi and watched it leave before turning to her house. Finally, a time to die peacefully.She walked to the gate and punched in the passkey, walking through when it opened before heading right in. The butler appeared at the sound of the gate opening, and she saw the cl
Mark pulled apart the curtain of the hotel on the top floor. His phone started ringing, and he brought it out from his unpacked bag on the bed. It was his boss, Cedric Huxley.“Yes, Boss,” he said immediately as he picked up the call.“Mark, where are you?” Cedric asked through the phone in a low, menacing tone.“I’m out of town, Boss.”“Get back now,” he commanded.“I’m sorry, Boss, but I’m running the Chairman's errand,” Mark replied very calmly.“Do it quick and get back here,” Cedric said and ended the call. Mark sighed and dropped his phone on the side table. Pictures of the lady who had bumped in front of their car several nights back, captured by the dashcam, were on the bed. He had limited time to source out one person in the whole of city A, and he'll start walking from tomorrow.¥“Is that all?” Lyra asked when the doctor came back into his office; her prospective husband had personally dropped her off at the hospital for the full-body checkup.“Yes, ma,” he said with a poli
“Wow, congratulations. When are they getting married?” Dorian asked.Ramona cleared her throat lightly. “It’s still in process,” she replied, a small smile forming on her lips.“Congratulations once again.” He watched her as she settled into the seat opposite him before asking, more carefully this time, “Ma… what about Lyra? Is she back home yet?”Ramona scoffed.“That one? She ran off to her man,” she said dismissively.Dorian’s heart dropped.Her man?“Her man?” he repeated, his voice lower now.Ramona waved her hand as if the very thought irritated her. “Yes, her man.”Dorian went still, but he was pissed by the thought of her with another man.“Lyra has a man? Who is he?” he asked trying to remain careful.“Who knows?” Ramona shrugged. “Some mysterious man she’s always sneaking off to meet.”She didn’t notice the change in his expression.Sneaking off to meet him…So she didn’t just leave, she ran to someone. And suddenly, the thought settled heavily in his mind.It was that man. T
“Who would believe that ungrateful girl decided to run away with a man, despite all my efforts on that lady? I raised her,” Ramona said as she chewed on a sliced apple. Slyvia was at the table with her, busy on her phone. It had been days since the dinner incident. “We couldn't even have dinner with Hawthorne, and did you even see the eyes of that grandson....?”“So pretty.”“So scary.”Ramona and Slyvia said at the same time, and Slyvia smiled.“Yeah, he can be scary, but he's so handsome, and even when he's angry, it only gives him a cuter side,” Slyvia said, and Ramona breathed in.“What do you think about getting married to Dorian Bowers?”“Do.... Dorian?” Slyvia coughed. “No, Mom, I can't get married to Bowers.”“But he's a nice person, and you both would work out so well.”“No, Mom, I can't marry Dorian. I mean, I would rather live in the kitchen, mopping the floor every day than....”“Slyvia, this is a respectable man. He studied well, he comes from a reputable background, and
The doctor stiffened as Remy walked in, and Lyra saw it. He stood up straight. “Mr. Hawthorne, I would be leaving now,” he said. “Goodbye, Doctor,” Remy replied, his eyes fixed on Lyra Jenson. He watched as she watched the doctor leave, and something crawled in him. Why would she stare at another man? Remy walked to her side of the bed and took a seat. She was on the bed, trying to remain careful. “Stop doing that,” Remy started, and she turned to him with a questioning look. “Stop acting like I am going to kill you,” he said, and she let out a nonchalant scoff. “How was your day?” he asked out of nowhere, the question sounding foreign in his ears. He didn't have to care about Kate; she had come to ask him out herself, and he had to kill her and the man she was cheating on him with because she was leaking informations about him. Lyra rolled her eyes and turned to him. She couldn't remember the last person that ever asked her that. No one cared about her day, so why would her myst
“It’s Chairman Hawthorne calling,” Ramona said, and Taylor quickly tied a towel around himself and came out of the bathroom to answer the call. “Good evening, Sir,” he said immediately. “Good evening, Taylor…” His joy knew no bounds at the fact that he was still referred to informally. “Have her kidnappers called?” Sebastian asked. Taylor gulped. “No… no, Sir,” he said. “I called, and it is not reachable,” he added. “And the Dorian guy, heard from him?” “Ye… no, Sir,” he lied because he doesn’t want to paint his daughter as a bitch. They would lose interest in her, and that would lead to whatever business he would likely have with them going down the drain. “I’ll reach out to him again and get back to you, Sir,” Taylor said. “Have a nice night’s rest.” Sebastian ended the call from his end, and Taylor breathed out as though he’d been holding his breath. “You could have just told him that she’s with another man,” Ramona said. “What are you even hiding that for? She never w


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