“They have who?” Tim asked, his voice mixed with panic. He had been watching Captain Smith’s face since he picked up that call. The expression on his face had completely shifted, darkened. Tim could tell something serious was wrong.“Scar,” Captain Smith said finally. “He has Daniella. I’ve had my men watching him for years... how could this happen? The idiot wants to see me. If he so much as touches a strand of her hair, I’ll make him join his brother.”The way he spoke, so fierce, so unlike the man Tim had known for years, sent a chill through his spine. He swallowed hard, struggling to match the calmness in his voice.“Who are these men? Who is Scar? Uncle, how did you get involved with them? They sound dangerous, and you... I’ve always known you to love peace. What do they want with Daniella? None of this is making sense. And you’re not helping by keeping me in the dark.”“I’m gradually losing my mind too, Tim,” Captain said. “It doesn’t make sense to me either. But I need you to
Alicia opened her eyes slowly to a room filled with unfamiliar faces and an even more unfamiliar atmosphere. Her head felt heavy, like she had been out for days. Then, the memory started returning, Mr. Peter, the apology, and the sudden blackout. She sat up slowly, taking in her surroundings.A man with a large scar stretching from his eyebrow to the bottom of his cheek stood nearby. The scar had been stitched up so finely it almost looked like a birthmark. His presence was unnerving."Seems like you needed the sleep," he said with a smirk. "You slept through the whole night. It’s 10 a.m. already. I must say, you are really beautiful. Took after your dad’s good gene, huh?"Alicia furrowed her brows, confused. Who was this man? She eyed him warily as he dragged a chair close to the bed and sat."My name is Scar. You are Alicia... also known as Daniella Smith."She scoffed. "You must be one of Lucas’s goons. Sent to scare me? You’re wasting your time. If you know what’s good for you, le
Bryan didn't know what to say to the woman who gave him life, and was now gradually draining it from him. Mrs. Judge was still on the floor, wailing so hard. None of the maids dared go close to them. They all stuck to their chores, pretending like they saw nothing.Just then, Judge walked in, his chauffeur carrying his suitcase behind him. He stopped abruptly when he saw his wife sobbing on the floor."What is going on, son? Why is your mum crying like this?"Bryan didn’t answer immediately. He stared hard at his father, trying to keep his voice steady."Ask your wife. She has all the answers. And while you're at it, tell her this: she should never show her face at my door or office again. If she dares, I’ll get her arrested for trespassing, and I mean every single word I just said now."Even though his tone was low, the seriousness in his words was undeniable. Both his parents felt it. He didn’t wait for a response; he left without another word.Judge hurried to his wife, helping her
Bryan couldn't take his mind off what happened last night. It was nothing short of amazing. He would bet the masseuse heard their voices echoing through the walls, but honestly, who cared? All he could think about was Daniella.He had almost forgotten about Olivia's confession, but this morning felt like the perfect time to confront his mum. Already inside the house, he saw her facing away, speaking to a woman he didn’t recognize. The lady saw him first and smirked. Then she said to Mrs. Judge, loud enough for him to hear:"Since you ain't giving me the money, I might as well spill the tea and tell your son what his precious mum did with his sperm."Mrs. Judge laughed coldly, then snapped, "I was a fool for indulging you all these years. You think my son will believe your words against mine? Trust me, you wouldn't want to cross that thin line. I won’t hesitate to send you to your dead parents, you bloody junkie."But then she noticed the lady staring at something behind her. She turne
“I’ll give it to you. You’re really brave. You actually came to my house to do what? Make claims you aren’t even sure of?”Zoe’s voice went from mild to sharp. She was folding her fists, trying not to let her bad day explode all over him. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, releasing the anger slowly before opening them again.“Thank your stars that this child in my womb has made me a little bit calm. If not, I would have dragged you by the collar, smashed your head on the wall, and made sure your blood filled my cup.”The way she said it, the way her body moved with her words made Ethan's nerves tighten under his skin. No, he wasn’t scared; he’d been through too much as a soldier, but there was something in her presence, something sharp and dangerous. This wasn’t the naive girl Lucas had once talked about.“You’re having a bad day,” he said calmly. “I’ll come back later. I’m sorry I said something that triggered you. I’ll be going now.”Zoe turned toward the kitchen just as Di
Bryan kept staring at Olivia. He gestured with his hand for her to sit, and she did. He leaned forward slightly and said,“I can't remember getting laid with another woman without protection apart from you and Daniella. But since my mum is involved, I know she’s capable of anything. You need to tell me everything you heard. Please, don't leave any details.”She nodded quickly, keeping her voice low as she started talking.“When I went to pick up Lilly from her usual bonding with your grandparents, one of the maids told me she was sleeping in your grandmother’s room. I wanted to knock and go inside, but when I heard your mother’s voice, I paused.”She took a breath, then continued.“From what I could deduce from the phone conversation, your mum is being blackmailed. I’ll quote what I heard her say: ‘I am sick and tired of this cheap blackmail. If I go to jail, you won’t escape this. Remember, you drugged and brought her to the hospital where the insemination was being done.’”“She said