Zach sat besides his wife crying profusely. He hated himself so much that he regretted ever getting married to such beautiful innocent woman. He just didn't deserve her. He has never deserved her. He wished Kristen would just live. Just… just open her eyes, or shake her fingers or do something. With every strength in his body that managed to control his tears, Zach pleaded endlessly to Kristen's body, begging for her just to show a sign that she was still alive. Zach couldn't just believe that his wife. His own dear wife whom he married, whom he bore 2 kids for, 2 beautiful girls for, was dead. It just.. just didn't sound right to him. Speaking of his girls, Lois finally allowed the girls to come see their mother. Kamsi and Nancy were numb. Kamsi was wailing out loudly. "Mommy please mommy! Please, just get up mommy. Look, daddy's here. Granny's here. Let's go to the beach. Please mommy!" Kamsi kept crying refusing to succumb to any of Lois's kind words. Nancy on the ot
Lois stood outside the restroom, her heart aching for Nancy. She could hear the cries and pleas from inside, the desperate longing for her mother's presence. Lois gently knocked on the door. "Nancy, my dear, please open the door. Let me in. We can talk," Lois said softly, her voice filled with compassion. But Nancy's voice came muffled through her sobs, "Go away, Granny! Leave me alone! I want Mommy!" Lois fought back her own tears, understanding the depth of Nancy's pain. She knew she had to find a way to reach her. With a heavy sigh, she took a deep breath and began to sing a familiar lullaby, the one Kristen used to sing for Nancy and Kamsi. "Hush, little one, don't you cry, Mommy's watching from the sky. Though she's gone, she's always near, in your heart, she's always here." As Lois sang, the words carried the warmth of a mother's love and the gentle reminder of Kristen's presence. Gradually, Nancy's sobs quieted, replaced by sniffles and hiccups. Finally, Nancy opene
"Ethan Albert!" Mr. Chester said sarcastically and laughed. "You know, being the governor of New Hilton, I highly respect and, maybe fear you! You've got some fuckin guts." He said and began to walk his way through the crowd gently. He then knelt besides Ethan's bed and smiled. Holding his hand up, he placed them on Ethan's head, probably to feel Ethan's temperature. "I wonder how you're able to escape. It's intriguing. You're alive and getting better Ethan Albert. Don't you want to meet your dear Jameson in heaven? Huh?" The governor didn't wait for a reply from Ethan. He simply stood back up, scanned the room and while everyone was yet watching, he dipped his hands in his pocket as if to pick up something. Amanda suddenly stood up. "Mr. Governor, I'd say it's best you'd leave so we avoid further complications. Ethan here has committed no crime and therefore has no charges against him. New Hilton has to hear the truth. Someone needs to say it!" She said with confide
"Hey babe! Come, come come. Take a look at this!" "What is it again Hun? You just got back from work. You should have rest." "Okay, you remember I dropped my application letter with Swinda Agrochem right?" "Yeah. I do. What about it? You got the job?" "Not only did I get the job, but I was given instant promotion to be the sales manager! Crazy right?" "Hold on. This doesn't make any sense. You were just employed in the biggest company in the city. And here you are saying you were given an instant promotion? Look, I think you've taken too much alcohol today. Let me put you to sleep." "Oh, you're not my mother. Don't carry me. Your hands are not that strong as a matter of fact. Alright, look at it. My employment letter and confirm for your big eyes!" He grabbed the phone from her hand and saw the read the Email that was displayed on her phone screen. "This is…possible! We're rich. Haha.. we're rich!" He said then knelt down to speak with Nancy. "When you come to this wo
Mrs. Winston raised her hands with her phone still in her hand trying to find signal. She made sure her slight hand movements made no glimmer of sound as she stood still in the dark corner of a certain abandoned street that had Graffii and Scratchiti that gave a chilly look. She waved her hands to and fro, again and again silently with blood dripping down her hands. Her driver and her closest COO had just been killed. She was next. She stood still like a statue when she saw a shadow moving slowly and stealthily towards her direction. It was the same person who had attacked her convoy few minutes ago. She tried to remain calm, so she inhaled and exhaled. Network never came. She never got to call her husband Mr. Winston or her dear daughter, Amanda, or even the 911 emergency number. She watched gently as the figure passed her in the cold night. He was with his gun and had his mask on. He walked slowly and carefully observed every corner of the clear path under t
"Knock, knock" Catherine knocked on the door. Amanda sighed. This is the fourth call coming in already just this morning and she's already finding it irritating. This was why she switched off her mobile. "Come in, who is it this time?" Amanda questioned her COO dropping her pen and shifting her gaze to her 2-feet brass door that reflected and refracted all the light rays in her office. Catherine opened the door and got in gently, then shut the door behind her. She looked at Amanda and didn't say a word. She looked scared. "Who is it? I have enough unsigned contracts information to review, make it quick." Amanda barked. Still, Catherine remained silent. She only held the buzzing phone in her hand and streched it out to her boss. "Is it my dad this time?" Amanda asked and glared straight into Catherine's eyes with a timorous awe. "Yes it's him boss. He insisted on speaking with you, or threatened to halt all pending projects throughout this week!" Amanda grin
Colton fumed with anger and stormed into his room. There were already a few strippers waiting patiently for him in his room all half naked displaying their bodies. "All of you, get the hell outta here! Can't you f*cking see when I am not in the mood?" He screamed as soon as he sighted them. Quickly, all frightened, they dashed out of his room in sequence. They sure didn't want the wrath of their lord on them. It could mean death. Colton roared like a hungry lion, scattering everything his hands could lay on. None of the maids or househelps entered at that point. He could play with a broken glass. It happened several times. Colton ripped his suit open, allowing air to have passage. He walked to and fro, scattering some more items in his room. He then angrily shoved his hands into his pocket and took his phone out. He dialled his father Mr. Blake. Fumes escaped his nostrils like an angered bull. "Any updates son?" Blake asked as soon as he picked up the
Ethan gasped in shock and amusement. He had entirely forgotten that he called Beatrix to come over. "Shhhhit" he whispered under his breath. His heart began to pound hastily. Beatrix was too fast. He prayed that she wouldn't suspect anything. He quickly puts Amanda back to bed without hesitation and dresses her properly. He then made sure the bed cover didn't look so textured and rough. He then tucked his tuxedo in properly and stiffened his collar as well, adjusting his staff badge to look more professional. He made sure his trousers were aligned. He then walked quickly towards the door. "Nothing happened. She won't know. She was drunk. She asked for it! Goddamn it!" He then took a deep breath in and relieved it, reassuring himself. "Where's she? How did she get here?" Beatrix screamed as soon as Ethan pulled the electric door open. Beatrix was a beauty queen. She looked like one of those celebs. She was a tall, pretty, blonde lady. She had a low skin opa