Thank you once again for reading another chapter. I'd love to hear your thoughts and how you're feeling about the book so far. In this chapter, Natalie returns to town and Tina discovers the secret. A special thank you to my new voters, Mohobi Shaik, Shabnam Zuber, and Paula Saunders. Your support means a lot to me, and I appreciate each of you! Love Love Love.
The moment his feet touched the ground from the plane, he looked around with a confident smile.âBabu,â he muttered under his breath. âZaddyâs back.ââWelcome, Mr. Whimper,â a gentleman greeted as he stepped forward and offered a firm handshake.âItâs good to see you thriving,â Mr. Whimper muttered as he shook his hand.â âHaha, it's thanks to your kindness, Sir,ââ the man said with a smile.âLetâs not waste much time at the airport,â he added.âSure, sure,â the man replied. âShall we?â he asked, and without waiting,Whimper walked past him, his bodyguards following close behind.âŚ.âŚâŚâŚ.The car came to a halt in front of a tall, white building with golden gates.âThis is where they live now,â the man beside Mr. Whimper said.With just a bottom press the glass window on Whimperâs side slid down. Whimper slowly took off his glasses to get a better look.âI see,â he said after carefully studying the building.âThey moved in just last month,â the man continued, leaning back in his seat to
âLet him go.â She took a small step forward, planting her hands firmly on her waist. âI said... let him go,â she repeated, her little voice trembling but bold. The bullies turned to look at her and then burst out laughing. âHahaha! And who do you think you are?â one of them sneered, shoving the smaller boy aside as he stepped closer. Standing tall, she didnât flinch. âMy name is Isabella Maya Wood,â she said, chin high and voice steady. âOnly Daughter of Richard Wood, the sharpest mind in business and the billionaire who built empires while others were still dreaming.â She gave a defiant smile, proudly flashing a missing tooth. The bully blinked, glanced at his friend, then turned back to her. âAnd whatâs that got to do with you poking your nose in other peopleâs business?â Isabella casually flipped her hair over her shoulder. âLetâs just say⌠Iâm a good citizen who doesnât stand by and watch bullies like you,â she said softly. Then she took one more brave step forward, h
Hey dear readers! Before you dive in...just letting you know that Book 2 has officially started, and this is where the continuation begins!If youâve been following the story from the beginning, you're right where you need to be. Get ready for more drama, romance, and unexpected twists!Thanks for staying with me.. now letâs continue the journey! đâĽ
He stood at the grave's edge, his eyes fixed on the name etched into the stone... In loving memory of Brindle Gonzalez. Born 28th July 1989 to 2015... He bent slightly, still feeling the ache from the shot he'd taken days ago. In his hands, he loosely grasped a bouquet, their petals beginning to wilt like his own memories... As he gazed at the grave, a memory began to surface... As they hit the ground, Marko's arm wrapped tightly around her. He held her close, feeling her warm blood seep into his clothes, mixing with his own. Brindle's eyes, cloudy with pain, locked onto Marko's teary gaze. I... I... am sorry," he whispered. "I am sorry," he said as he gently touched her face. Brindle slowly shook her head. "No... no," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I am sorry for... for us not living our dream. Please... forgive me," she said weakly. Marko's tears dropped down as he looked at her, his heart breaking. "Thank you for being the one who actually cared for me," she said,
âHow did you know I was here? I heard youâve escaped from the cell,â Brindle said, aggressively pulling herself away from his touch. Marko stepped forward, but Brindle quickly backed away. âDonât even try to make any move on me. You know just one call, and youâll be back in the cell,â Brindle warned, pulling her phone from her pocket. âYou need to stop this. Youâve done enough. Hurting more people wonât bring you peace or the dream youâre chasing after,â Marko pleaded. âWhat makes you think you can stop me, huh?â Brindle shouted, looking up at him with anger in her eyes. âIâm not trying to stop you, Brindle. Iâm trying to save you from all this madness youâve gotten yourself into. This path youâre on⌠Itâs destroying you. Canât you see that?â Marko said, his voice filled with concern. Brindle slammed her fists on the table, rattling the items on it. âYou think I need saving?â she snarled. âYou think I need you to tell me what to do? Hell no!â Her voice rose as she shouted. âYou ha
"When is the groom going to show up? The sun is going down, and he still hasn't arrived," the priest said as he approached Grandma Leta, who was already stressed about Liam not showing up."He's going to be here soon. There must be traffic on the way," Grandma Leta replied with a shaky voice, her eyes scanning the surroundings anxiously.Just then, Aditi ran to her. "I still haven't gotten hold of him. His phone isn't going through," Aditi said with worry on her face."Oh my. What is going on?" Grandma Leta said, her voice trembling as she looked around helplessly.The guests began murmuring among themselves as the wedding was supposed to start at 2, and it was almost 4.âŚ.âŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚNatalie sat nervously in her room, her hands shaking as she stared at her phone.Both Rose and Alliah walked in, and she stood up to meet them. "Is he in?" she asked."No," Miss Rose said and paused, staring at Natalie. "He's still not here yet," she added, trying to keep her voice calm.Natalie's breath c