ログイン(Selina)“Leave me! Let me go!”I struggle against their hold, but my words seem to be falling on deaf ears. They continue dragging me further, harder, deeper, until we finally near a figure standing in front of us.“Ma’am, we’ve brought her.”Just then, she turns.My eyes land on her.Lillian.Relief washes over me.Finally.She came.Although I had expected her to send people to come for me, I never imagined the people she’d sent would drag me all the way here like this.“Lillian…”But the moment my eyes meet hers, something inside me stills.She doesn’t look worried.She doesn’t look surprised.She simply watches me.And for some reason, I freeze.Memories flash immediately.All the plans we’ve made together.Everything we’ve done to make the Roosevelts’ lives a living hell.“Selina.” A small smirk forms on her lips.My eyes sweep between the two men holding me.“Look.” I gesture toward their hands. “See how your men are treating me. You wouldn’t ask your men to treat me this way,
(Amara)“What’s so urgent that you had to call?”The question leaves my lips the moment I step into the room, my eyes landing on Rita’s tiny frame being cuddled by both Olivia and Martha.Immediately, they lift their gazes, their eyes meeting mine.For a moment, I freeze.“Wha… what’s going on here?” I ask, striding towards Rita, my eyes catching the injuries on her body.But no one says anything.Just silence.I snap at them, unable to stand their silence any longer.“What?”I dart my gaze between them.“Why isn’t anyone saying anything? What happened? What’s going on?”“Selina…”The name stills me.I turn back to look at Rita, who speaks again.“She escaped.”“What?”“Yes, Amara,” Olivia chips in. “Selina escaped.”“But how?”Panic seizes me.“Wasn’t she just here? Tied to the chair? So how could she have escaped?”“Actually, she…” Martha begins, her eyes drifting away as she starts to explain it all.Apparently, Selina had started complaining of feeling weak and dizzy, claiming she
(Maya)“This will be your room from now.”Frednard says it as he helps me settle into the room.“But sir…”“Sir?”His brows tighten.“You should stop calling me sir already. I’m your dad. Your father.”I pause.My eyes drop to the floor.He notices my hesitation and strides toward me, placing both hands on my shoulders.“I know it’s all overwhelming to you right now. It’s going to take a while before you can take it all in. But this is the truth, Maya. This is who you really are.”His gaze softens.“You are a Roosevelt. My flesh and blood.”For a moment, something heavy settles in his eyes before he looks away and begins glancing around the room.“It’s all my fault. I let your mother down so badly that she had to hide you away from me all these years. I searched everywhere for her, but I couldn’t find her. Little did I know you were right here, so close to me.”He sighs.“For so long, you’ve stayed here as Amara’s friend, and I couldn’t recognize you.”His voice drops.“I’m such a bad
(Amara)My legs are heavy.My body numb from the aching feel in my chest.Selina’s words replay in my mind as I walk through the hallway.“It’s the truth. I’m speaking the truth. She planned all this. She paid me to destroy your marriage.”My fingers slowly begin to curl.My heart trembles.“I never spoke to her doctor to give the wrong drugs to you. She lied. Maya’s the one who wanted you to have the drugs. She wanted you never to have any child of your own. She’s the mastermind behind everything. And has had it all planned from the beginning.”My chest heaves.Faster.Every reveal slicing deeper than the last.My legs are shaky as I walk through.“How… how can this be?”My voice trembles.“Maya…”A hot tear glides down my cheek.Disbelief.Shock.Every possible scenario flashes through my mind.“No…”I shake my head.“No, this can’t be. Ma… Maya couldn’t have… she… she…”“She’s my daughter.”A voice cuts through the thought in my head.I look up.Dad.His hand is locked with Maya’s,
(Kelvin)I stare at the disc in my hand, the light from the bulb reflecting off its scratched surface.“I swear I don’t know anything about it.”Derrick’s voice rings through the room.One of my boys. The man I stationed in the security department.The reason I’d been able to do everything without being noticed.I stare at his already swollen face.A scoff leaves me.“Then what is this?”I pour the discs onto the table in front of him.“How did this end up in the storeroom?!”I reach down to his level, gripping his jaw tightly.“Do you remember what I told you?”His eyes tremble.“Whenever I needed to move, you made sure the cameras were taken care of. Every blind spot. Every recording. Every trace. That was your job.”“I did, Boss. I swear I did.”“Then explain this.”I lift one of the discs between us.“I promise you, Boss. I don’t have anything to do with the disc. I already had the recordings from months ago destroyed. Everything. I didn’t leave anything behind.”My eyes narrow.“
(Stefan)My heart drops.My eyes fix on the screen.The name.The shares.Mr. Jay Kay.20% of the shares.Immediately, my mind flashes back to Rita’s words.“Is it possible for someone to own the company shares without being known?”A sharp breath leaves me.My eyes remain fixed on the name.“Jay Kay?” The name rolls off my mouth, my eyes widening.“How… how is this possible?” I whisper. “So much of the company’s shares are owned by this person? How?”My fingers move immediately.I start searching.Google.Search engines.News sites.Anything.Anywhere that can give me even the slightest information about who Mr. Jay Kay is.But there’s almost nothing.Empty profiles.Vague mentions.A mysterious businessman.A man who supposedly loves dogs and cats.A keen eye for business investments.Nothing more.No photograph.No clear history.No company profile.Nothing that tells me who he actually is.My fingers stop, hovering over the keyboard.How is it possible for a man to own so much of
(Amara)Morning comes, but it brings no relief.I wake with my chest already tight, the memory of last night pressing down on me like a weight I can’t push off. I don’t think there’s anything left that can truly hurt me after this. Not after knowing they spent the entire night together. In our bedr
(Amara)The drive back from the clinic had been silent, each of us lost in thoughts we couldn’t share. And now, standing here, the weight of what the doctor had said presses on me.“No.”The word leaves my mouth before I can stop it.I turn to face them. Felix and Selina stand behind me, side by si
(Amara)“Girl, a sick leave?” Maya’s voice rings through the phone.I’d called the office earlier to request one because right now, I can’t even face myself—let alone clients. “Don’t tell me you’re still floating on the moon from your time with Felix last night that you decided to cover it up with
(Amara)I want to speak. I want to say something.But the words refuse to come.My eyes stay glued to them instead.The way she stretches her hands toward him.The way he rushes to her side, holding her, asking if she’s alright.The way she nods gently, like a woman loved right, before leaning into







