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Mrs Torres' eyes were still widened, frozen in the moment “Now you’re talking… now you’re damn well talking,” she muttered, swinging the door open all the way. A sly smile crept across her face as she looked Aditi up and down, this time with interest instead of disgust. “What’s the take?” she asked, stepping aside. “When should I drop my account number?” “I’ll send it as soon as we finalize the agreement,” Aditi replied smoothly. “I’m down for everything,” Mrs. Torres grinned, “as long as I’m getting my cake and eating it too.” Mrs. Torres stepped aside, letting Aditi in. The door clicked shut behind them. “Sit,” the older woman gestured toward a worn-out couch, then crossed her arms. “Now talk. Ten times the offer,and I still keep the land? You better not be bluffing.” Aditi placed her bag down carefully and met her eyes. “I never bluff, ma’am. But it comes with conditions.” Mrs. Torres narrowed her eyes. “Figures. What kind of conditions?” “You delay the court. Don’t s
Aditi had been sitting behind her home laptop for hours, yet barely anything moved on the screen. Her eyes weren’t truly reading anymore, they were just staring.. On her desk lay the same land case file she had picked up earlier in the afternoon, the edges already soft from how often she’d flipped through the pages. She reached for it again, her fingers brushed over the bold titles and highlighted clauses as if hoping they’d somehow read differently this time. Her gaze shifted back to the land deed scanned on her screen. She tilted her head slightly, narrowed her eyes and sighed. As if she were caught doing something she shouldn't, the soft sound of approaching footsteps made her jolt. In one swift move, she changed the tab on her laptop and hurriedly gathered the documents, shoving them under another file. A knock followed. Then Liam stepped inside. “Oh… I thought you were asleep. I saw the light on and came to check,” he said, eyeing her curiously. Aditi looked up, clearly star
“Oh really, darling?” Natalie said warmly as she walked to the dining table, watching Isabella help arrange the dishes. “I might fail,” Isabella murmured as she placed a plate down. Just then, Mom Kiara walked in, taking a bowl from Natalie’s hands. “Not at all,” she said gently. “Remember, you were top of your class when we lived in Canada. Do you need me to remind you just how intelligent you are?” Natalie chuckled softly and nodded. “I’ve been trying to tell her,” she said, placing the cutlery down and finally taking a seat at the table. “She just needs to believe it too.” They all settled down at the table. Natalie gently served food onto Isabella’s plate before helping herself. “Oh… the last time I went to the mall, I thought I saw that friend of yours,” Mom Kiara said, snapping her fingers as she tried to remember. “You know, the one who helped with…ooh, what’s her name again?” Natalie tilted her head. “Hmm… you mean Alliah?” “No, no… not her. Oh, never mind,” Mom Ki
Liam stepped quietly into the hospital room, checking on the patient they had operated on just a week ago, a difficult brain surgery, one that had left the whole team tense for days. But now, the man was awake and stable. Outside the room, the patient’s wife stood up the moment she saw Liam step out. “Doctor… thank you, sir. I owe you everything,” the woman said, tears welling in her eyes. Liam gave a warm, assuring smile. “I’m just glad our hospital could do that for your husband. He’s strong. He pulled through because he fought, and your support means everything.” The woman sniffled, covering her mouth with her hand. “God bless you, Doctor.” Just then, a nurse approached with a clipboard in hand. “Mrs. Natalie A….” she paused to glance down again, “Mrs. Natalie Adams, please. Can you come with me for your follow-up?” “Oh yes,” the woman nodded. “I’ll be right there,” she said to the nurse, before turning back to Liam. “Thank you again, Doctor,” she added, shaking his hand with
“Ohh… please wrap all these fresh grapes and blueberries for me,” Mom Kiara said, standing beside the fruit section in the mall, before moving on to the bananas and picking a few into her cart. “While you wrap those, I’ll go check the vegetables,”She said pulling her cart away… As she made her way down the aisle, her eyes caught a woman who had just finished picking some greens into her cart. The lady raised her head briefly as she turned to leave, and something about her face made Mom Kiara slow down. “She looks… familiar,” she muttered to herself, squinting slightly. “Maybe I should say hi… just in case.” Without thinking twice, she picked up her pace, rolling her cart faster as she called out, “Miss? Miss?” But the woman answered a phone call right at that moment and stopped walking. Mom Kiara hesitated. “Maybe I’m wrong,” she said under her breath. “Could’ve been someone else.” Just as she was about to turn back, the woman shifted and turned around, still holding the phone
“Are you going to the school today?” the man asked Mr. Whimper, who walked slowly in the room with his hands folded behind his back.“Of course, I will,” Mr Whimper replied with a smirk. “Winning a child’s heart is winning a mother’s heart.”The man nodded approvingly.“Gradually... slowly,” Mr Whimper continued, “Natalie will come to understand why I’m the shadow she should’ve never forgotten. I’ve stayed alive all these years…just so she can live. Every man she ever chose over me?” He gave a chilling smile. “They’ve all ended in funerals.”“She’ll soon realize the universe isn’t kind without reason,” the man added.“Exactly,” Mr. Whimper said.“But you’re not showing yourself yet?”“Yes, ” he said “She doesn’t need to see me. She’ll only feel me…my presence, my silence, and my reach.”….……..“Don’t you think that was a bit too harsh?” Liam asked as he held Clara’s hand while they descended the stairs.“Harsh?” Clara raised an eyebrow. “Father, are you on my side or the bully’s?”“W