INICIAR SESIÓNThe tall, rusted gates of the old estate greeted her as she stepped closer. She looked around, trying to see if there was anyone nearby, but saw no one.
She pushed the gate open. It gave off a loud squeak. She walked in slowly, taking cautious steps as she glanced around for any sign of life.“Hello?” she called out. “Is there anyone here?”*There has to be a groundskeeper or someone looking after the property.*She walked further in. Her boots sank slightlThe tall, rusted gates of the old estate greeted her as she stepped closer. She looked around, trying to see if there was anyone nearby, but saw no one.She pushed the gate open. It gave off a loud squeak. She walked in slowly, taking cautious steps as she glanced around for any sign of life.“Hello?” she called out. “Is there anyone here?”*There has to be a groundskeeper or someone looking after the property.*She walked further in. Her boots sank slightly into the swampy ground. She took out her pen and notepad and began jotting down her observations.“Who goes there?” a rough voice suddenly called out, startling her. She dropped her pen.She bent down to pick it up, shaking off the mud. “Sorry to barge in like that. I’m with the Ministry.” She pulled her badge from her purse and showed it to him. “I’m here for an inspection.”“Ah, yeah. I heard about it.” He lowered the gun in his hand. “I was told one of you would b
A knock sounded at the door, drawing the attention of the person on the other side.“Who is knocking so damn loud?” Gus said with a scowl on his face.He marched over to the door, ready to give the person a piece of his mind.“Weren’t you taught basic etiquette—Autumn?” His expression shifted from annoyed to a pitying look as he took in her appearance. “What are you doing here so early?” he asked, moving aside to let her through.Autumn just laughed softly at his words. “For you it’s early, Gus,” she said, taking a seat and dropping the offering she had brought for him. “It’s almost ten o’clock. The rest of London has already started their day.”“I’m actually on my way to inspect a parcel. I’ve been swamped with inspections the past week,” she sighed tiredly. “It’s out of town and the last one on my list. It’s the Blackwoods’.” sighing at the end.“You know I’m not a morning person.” He sat down opposite her, taking the paper bag
"Babies,” she gasped, placing her hand over her mouth to silence it. “There is a possibility he had two?” “Huh?” one of the nurses spoke. “Did you hear something?” “It’s probably the wind or something. It’s making you hear what isn’t there.” “Probably,” the other replied sheepishly. “How are the babies doing? You said they were both asleep?” “Yeah, the boy fell asleep just fine.” She let out an exasperated sound. “The girl though is another problem.” The other nurse chuckled at her words. “Kept crying all through, huh?” “You don’t know the half of it,” she said, exhausted. “There is something wrong with that kid despite the issues she has.” “Even her own mother can’t do anything.” They both chuckled again. “Even Miss Joanna can’t do anything to stop her crying,” they laughed. “Thankfully it doesn’t wake the boy though.” “That one sleeps like a log throughout.” “Kinda makes you wonder if she is really the mother of those kids.” “Don’t start shit.” “Calm your titties,” she sc
She parked her car deeper between the bushes, making it easier to sneak through unnoticed.“I need a better view of what’s going on,” she muttered, circling the perimeter while trying desperately to stay stealthy.She ducked as a security light flashed toward where she stood, pressing herself against a tree for cover. Once the light moved to a different spot, she stood back up and continued crawling closer to the house.She moved carefully, using the trees and darkness as cover while searching for the main building.“When did he buy a house out here in the countryside?” she wheezed, pausing for a moment to catch her breath after jogging several minutes.“I need to find where that van entered.” She started walking again, this time heading deeper into the property.It was quiet. Parts of the land were thick with trees and shadows.“I just hope there aren’t any coyotes or wild animals out here,” she whispered.The stretch of land was vast—too much for her to scale alone without equipment
Sophia parked in front of the warehouse owned by King’s Holdings. She turned off the lights and sat in the dark, waiting. Truth be told, she wasn’t fully sure about this.She was going by a hunch.“All my bets are on this hunch,” she muttered, taking a sip of her hot drink. “If this turns out to be a dud, I don’t know what else I can do.”She took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves.“I’ll get through this. I’ll find a way even if this isn’t real.”Her eyes drifted to the laptop on the passenger seat. She still had access to the inventory system used by King’s Holdings from before she got suspended. From the old data, she knew that once every week, a truck came at night to load medical supplies.This was her third night of waiting. She didn’t know if they had changed the schedule, but she was still counting on it.She looked at the list of items again and frowned.The supplies were strange. Most of them pointed toward the care of a pregnant woman, not a child or a regular patient
Sophia paced around the living room. This was the only place she had left after everything that happened in the last couple of days.“He threw me out of the house,” she muttered, digging her hands into her hair. “He blocked the supplementary cards he gave me.”Her chest felt tight.“How am I going to get through this?” Her voice cracked. “How am I going to pay rent? How am I going to fuel my car? How am I going to eat? How am I going to survive?”She sat heavily on the armrest of the couch, staring at the floor.“This is too much to be a coincidence. I’ve been thrown out… and now I’m about to lose everything.”She clenched her fists on her lap.“This has Eric written all over it.”It was only partly true. Eric had given William a heads-up about the investment, and that had been enough to make William react this way. Apart from that and throwing her out, Eric hadn’t directly destroyed her. The rest was the result of her own choices finally catching up with her.Still, the anger burned.
"No, no, no!" the man shrieked, his voice hitting a pitch that probably had the neighborhood dogs howling. "Dear God, I am going to die of a heart attack from how unceremoniously ugly your taste is!" He began fanning himself dramatically with a silk-bound lookbook, his face twisted in a mask of the
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







