“Sam!” Ford exclaimed surprisingly, as he recognized him immediately. Sam was one of his closest business associates,but it had been years since they have seen each other. “Ford, long time!” Sam chuckled happily, and both men hugged briefly for a while. “Hi!” Miranda waves at Sam nervously, and Sam looked at him confusingly. “She is my younger sister,” Ford said, and Sam gasped. “Really? She is beautiful, Hi!” Sam says back to her, and Miranda managed to force a smile. “What are you doing here? You came looking for someone?” Ford asked him curiously. "I came to pick up a bag for Dolly, my girlfriend. She's Scarlet's best friend," Sam explained.“Oh!” Ford's expression changed as he remembered Scarlet's recent passing. "Yeah, uh... I heard about Scarlet's death. It's so tragic," he said with a heavy heart.Sam nodded in agreement. "It really is.” “I actually came to console the family, but no one is home,” Ford told him and he glance at the door. “The family are all at the hos
*THE BROWN’s—RESIDENTIAL* It's been three months, since Scarlet’s passing. The tension of her death has quelled, but Mrs. Brown still paid the cops to keep searching for her body. Nevertheless, today is Mrs. Brown's birthday. It was still morning, so the entire resident was still bustling with activity. The house was a flurry of activity. The decorators had been called in well in advance, and the house was transformed into a lavish wonderland.The front lawn was decorated with colorful balloons and streamers, and a huge banner wishing ‘Mrs. Brown a happy birthday’ was hung from the roof of the house. The driveway was lined with fairy lights, and there were candles lit everywhere, giving the house a warm and inviting glow.Inside the spacious house, the decorators had gone all out. The walls were adorned with beautiful flowers and ribbons, and there were huge floral arrangements placed in every corner. The dining table was set with fine silverware and crystal glasses and the cha
*HARRY’s—MANSION* Harry was still fuming from the hospital as he drove home, his mind replaying the events of the day. How Dolly talked to him, and this made to continue seething in anger. Harry knew he needed to calm down before he could deal with anything else, so he took a deep breath and tried to push the thoughts from his mind.As he pulled up to his mansion, he was relieved to see that his parents' cars were not in the driveway. He didn't feel like dealing with them at the moment either. Harry parked his car and walked inside, the cool air of his mansion instantly calming him.He past the maids and walked upstairs to his room, ready to relax and forget about the chaos of the day. As he opened the door, he froze in his tracks. There, lying on his bed, was Veronica."What are you doing here?" Harry demanded, his filled with confusion. “How did you even get here?” Veronica sat up, looking nonchalant. "I let myself in," she said, shrugging. "I wanted to have fun with you.” “T
The entire resident was filled with electric energy as Mrs. Brown's birthday party was in full swing. The guests were mingling, sipped drinks, danced, and enjoyed the live music that filled the air. Everyone was in high spirits, eager to celebrate the special occasion.Harry, along with his father, arrived at the party. And with them, they carry a beautifully wrapped gift as they made their way through the crowd, greeting friends and acquaintances along the way. As they approached Mrs. Brown, who sat close to her cake, and gifts are given to her, they beamed with joy and excitement."Happy birthday, Mrs. Brown!" Mr. Harrison exclaimed as he handed her the gift. “I hope you like it," Harry added after his father. Mrs. Brown graciously accepted the present, feeling overwhelmed with gratitude. “Thank you!” she replied. "I'm so glad you people could make it. It means a lot to me."As Harry and his father stepped aside, Veronica, with Marriott made her way over with gifts of their o
“Are you mad! What are you saying?” Veronica shouted at Harry and she stormed towards him. Her chest was beating in panic, but she didn't let it show as she glared murderously at him. “You heard me, if the cops are gonna take me with them, then you have to come with us too because you are my ally!” Harry revealed, and everyone gasped shockingly. “What!” Veronica gaped, and she slapped Harry twice on his face. She wants him to keep quiet, but Harry was not having it. Dolly laughed and shook her in disbelief, but then, she knew what type of woman Veronica is...“What did you say, Harry? Veronica is involved with your plot too?” Mrs. Brown was shocked and she cast a questioning glance at Veronica. “Yes ma'am,” Harry replied her sharply. “Please Grandma, don't believe him,” Veronica rushed her words, cold beads of sweat were forming on her forehead. “What proof do you have?” Mr. Oaks chimes in as he walked towards Veronica and Harry. He knew he had to come to Veronica’s aid, or sh
After the whole commotion, Mrs. Brown stepped into the dining room, surveying the aftermath of the lively party that had just taken place. She couldn't help but smile as she looked at the scattered decorations and empty glasses. But then, her smile heightened at the thought of Scarler being alive and finally came back to her. A tear slipped out of her eyes, and she quickly wiped it off her face. “Maids!” She called out, and the maids came running out of the kitchen. “Yes, ma'am!” They all bowed. “Clean this dining, and bring in the meals. And what I meant was, the special ones I prepare myself.” “Yes ma'am!” The maids all chorus again. Some of them ran back to the kitchen, while some scurried closer to the dining space, and began to work —eager to please her. They quickly cleaned up the mess left behind from the party, and set the table with elegant plates, silverware, and glasses.As the maids worked, Scarlet, Nicolas, Natasha, Dolly, and Sam entered the house, their appetit
*THE BROWN’s—RESIDENTIAL* Veronica woke up with a throbbing headache and a bitter taste in her mouth. “F*ck,” She muttered, then groaned as she tried to sit up on the floor. The sun ray hit her face, and she squinted her eyes in the bright morning light. She had hot so drunken and had slept on the bare cold floor. Yet again, as she reached for the bottle of vodka next to her, she heard the door creak open."Veronica, what on Earth is going on here?" A deep voice asked.Veronica looked up to her door and she see her grandpa, Mr. Oaks standing in the doorway, his eyes scanning the room with disapproval."Go away, Grandpa," she slurred, taking another swig of the alcohol.Mr Oaks didn't move, instead, he walked over to her and gently took the bottle away from her. “No! Give... Give it back to me,” Veronica protested at him weakly, but then broke down in tears, sobbing on his shoulder.“I am sorry Father, I am sorry for letting you down,” she apologizes in tears, and Mr. Oaks' eyes
*SAM’s—MANSION* Dolly and Sam arrived home after leaving Mrs. Brown resident, and Sam parked in the parking lot. Dolly was the first to step out of the car and she walked inside. And when Sam entered, he noticed that Dolly seemed dull and moody.“Hey, what’s going on? You seem a little off,” Sam asked her as he playfully ruffled her hair.“Dont worry, it’s nothing,” Dolly forced a smile and tried to play it off, they were both standing in front of each other. Sam could tell that something was bothering her, so he pushed on, “Come on, you can tell me,” he urged.Dolly hesitated for a moment before finally speaking up, she was fiddling her fingers. “Well, I don’t know how to start... Uh, I heard Scarlet and Nicolas last night. They were, uh, intimate,” she admitted, blushing.Sam’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Oh... I see. And that bothered you?”Dolly nodded, looking embarrassed. “Yeah. I don’t know why, but it made me feel... aroused. And it’s been a while since we’ve been inti