登入The moment Elara stepped out and the front door gently clicked shut, Cassia turned to Darvan with a thoughtful expression. "Do you think I was too harsh with my decision to destroy the Sinclair?" she asked, her voice calm but uncertain. Darvan didn’t hesitate. "No. It was perfect... They once dest
Like the days before, Darvan showed up at the mansion again. This time, he was holding a single lily. Cassia opened the door, arching an eyebrow. "You and these flowers..." she muttered, rolling her eyes, but still, she reached out and took it from him. "Don’t tell me you’re doing all this becaus
When they arrived at the mansion, it was exactly what everyone expected and more. Grand? No. Magnificent. The kind of place that made you stop at the gates just to take it all in. Cassia stood still for a moment, staring at the building a second too long. Of course, it was one of Master Elara Voss
Weeks passed slowly, and Cassia still hadn’t opened her eyes. Her condition remained unchanged, and despite the doctors’ efforts, there was no sign of improvement. What surprised Darvan most wasn’t just the silence, it was who kept showing up. His uncle, Martinez, had begun visiting more frequently
In Darvan’s ward, silence filled the room. Fredrick and Justin had gone to get food, leaving him alone. He stared at the ceiling, one hand on his chest, the other resting at his side. "I thought I lost her," he whispered, remembering the moment he was fortunate enough to see Cassia being wheeled i
Moments later, the forensic cleaners arrived and Liam left the scene heading straight to Cassia's firm, where he found Mira just about to leave, looking utterly exhausted. "You're still here?" he asked. "I had a lot to do. Mostly because Miss Sterling didn’t show up," she muttered, yawning. "I ne
"Elara Voss," Nora whispered the name, letting it roll off her tongue as if hearing it from someone else’s lips. It felt distant and foreign now, though it had been hers for so long. She stared at the intricate design before her again, then sighed softly. Her hand hovered over the page, fingers li
Cassia stared at Kiara, her mouth slightly open as if she wanted to speak. For a moment, she just sat there, before shaking her head, as though trying to physically rid herself of the words she had just heard. "No," she finally said, her voice steady but unsure. "I don’t think I like him." She glan
Martinez smirked, stepping back from Darvan with a glint of amusement in his eyes. He straightened his jacket, his smirk never fading. "I came for an important meeting," he said gently, a faint smile still playing on his lips. "We’ll catch up another time." Without waiting for a response, he turn
Martinez was still focused on the man tied to the chair when his personal assistant informed him that Cassia was on the line. "Take him to the police tomorrow morning," he instructed firmly, then took the phone from his assistant, pressing it to his ear. "She’s been on the call for a while," his a







