LOGINAutumn stood in front of the door, her hands shaking as she took in the scene before her.Her nerves were eating at her. Breaking into Sebastian’s office was a completely different matter. With Nigel, he hadn’t pressed charges because he still had business with Eric. But with Sebastian, it was an entirely different story. He wouldn’t hesitate to lock her up just to remove an obstacle from whatever plans he had for the Kingstons.Killing her wouldn’t be enough — he would make sure she was no longer a burden to him in any way.“Get it together, Autumn. You can do this,” she whispered to herself, gripping her hands tightly after noticing them tremble.She was terrified. Sebastian struck fear into her heart even when he wasn’t around.She turned to the keypad in front of her and inputted the code she remembered — the one she had seen him enter countless times: **3812155**.The door pinged, the light changing from red to green, then unlocked.She turned the knob, opening the door just a cr
She stood outside Nexus Corp headquarters, her feet planted firmly in place.Looking at the building that had started her career — and also the place where she had taken a nosedive into the chaos that began all of this — a complicated mix of emotions rose in her chest.This place held more distant, bitter memories for her than good ones. If it were up to her, she wouldn’t step foot inside again. But she couldn’t walk away. She wouldn’t be able to live with herself if she let go of an opportunity like this. Where else would she get the chance to get this close to Sebastian again?Taking a deep breath, she walked inside and greeted the receptionist with a polite smile.“Autumn Martins. Here for the ministry review,” she said calmly, even though her heart was anything but calm.“Right, of course.” The receptionist typed a few keys, then took out her cellphone and dialled someone. She spoke in a hushed tone, stealing glances at Autumn. “Someone will be right with you.” after hanging up.A
The rhythmic sound of tapping was the only thing that could be heard throughout the entire room.Gusty’s eyes were focused on the computer screen. He had not stopped working, his mind consumed by one thing alone — payback for the mishap from a few days ago. Payback for the failure he had shown in front of his two friends.“Damn amateurs, thinking they could stop me with this weak-ass defence,” he gloated to himself, his focus locked on a single goal.“You shouldn’t leave your back door wide open for people to get in through it,” he taunted once more.The back door he had used was a secondary server left unattended by Nexus Corp. He had been consumed by guilt over the previous failed attempt. He had tried to find a way into the main server, but it was airtight. He couldn’t bypass it so easily, so he had settled for this secondary one instead.Just as he had told Autumn, he needed to be prepared before hacking something like this. He hadn’t realised it wouldn’t be as easy as his usual j
“—and that would be it, Eric.”Eric sat behind his desk, his phone tucked between his fingertips as he spoke to the person on the other end.“Is that all, Nigel?” he asked, his voice a low murmur. He used the same distant tone he used with everyone else.“Yes, but don’t you want to ask about anything concerning your wife’s—” Nigel coughed lightly, “—apologies, ex-wife’s case?” he corrected himself.“No. I have no business with it. Just follow through and make sure it’s favourable on our end,” Eric spoke coldly. The truth was, he was still annoyed over the events from two nights ago.How she had treated him so coldly and dismissed his inquiries. Yes, they were divorced, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t be bothered by her being around other men — especially Ezra, and worse, Thorne.Whoever she was with would eventually interact with their child. He told himself he only wanted to inquire about her budding relationships because of their son. It was all for Finn’s sake.That was what he ha
“Why, why, why?” she questioned through gritted teeth.The report she had received earlier lay in her palm. She gripped it with so much force that the paper crinkled under the pressure.It was a report from the last few days detailing everything Eric had done.“Are you sure?” She turned her gaze back toward her assistant.“Yes, ma’am. This is the report of Mr. Kingston’s movements these past couple of days. He even doubled the number of bodyguards he initially placed on her,” the assistant pointed out.*Why is that accursed woman still bothering him now?* Sophia’s nails dug a hole through the paper. *Why couldn’t she just leave their lives alone?*She had suspected something was off with Eric when he kept blowing off their hangouts and focused more on work. She had thought he was still grieving and needed time, so she stayed silent, trying to be his comfort, waiting for him to finally notice her. With Autumn no longer in the picture, she had wanted to seize the opportunity, sink her t
Autumn was still pissed. She was mostly annoyed by the incident with Eric the night before. Seeing him there had stirred a few emotions in her — mostly anger.She couldn’t fully explain why she felt that anger, but if she had to pinpoint it, it would be his audacity. The audacity to demand to know her whereabouts and who she associated with.She wasn’t a child who could be controlled or told what to do. She was a grown woman.*What’s his problem?* she thought, letting out a tsk in annoyance. *Was it jealousy?* She entertained the thought for a moment before shaking her head at it.“He’s not really a man who likes his possessions being taken away from him,” she muttered with a sigh. He had never truly considered her his partner — just a possession.The thought brought a frown to her face. How foolish she had been to believe he would actually love her.She still felt hurt when she looked back at their relationship. It was something that was never meant to be. There were too many feeling
The day after the gala, the Headinberg estate was enveloped in a deceptive quiet. The morning sun filtered through the high windows, but the atmosphere inside was thick with the aftermath of the previous night’s revelations. In the morning room, the large television was tuned to the entertainment n
It had been two days since the wedding fiasco. Two days of radio silence from the outside world.While the media was undoubtedly setting itself on fire—speculating about Chloe, Fin, and Kingston Dynasty—we had been tucked away in the safety of the Headinberg estate. Eric had decided to work from ho
The morning sun filtered through the high windows of the estate, casting long, golden rectangles across the breakfast table. It was the first morning since the hospital that the air felt light. "Chloe, this will help you feel better," I said, gently setting down a bowl of special steaming porridge
The " Neon Light" motel she described was even grimmer up close. It was nearly midnight by the time Eric’s tires screeched into the cracked asphalt lot. The place looked like it had seen better days decades ago; now, it was just a graveyard for broken dreams and people who were hiding from life and







