The morning sun cast a golden glow over the mansion's garden as Lillian stepped outside with a watering can in hand. She felt a sense of calm as she walked towards the flower beds, the vibrant colors and fresh scents providing a brief respite from the turmoil inside the house. But as she turned a corner, she came face to face with Katherine.Katherine stood there, her arms crossed and eyes blazing with anger. Lillian hesitated, then decided to ignore her sister’s glare. She continued towards the garden, hoping to avoid a confrontation."Lillian," Katherine’s voice cut through the air, sharp and cold. "What are you doing here, why did you come back?"Lillian stopped her back tense. She turned slowly to face Katherine, trying to maintain her composure. "I'm watering the garden, Katherine. I have every right to be here."Katherine stepped closer, her expression hostile. "You don't belong here. You should have stayed in Alaska and continued the miserable life you were living over there."
Mrs. Rojas was making her way to the garden, a favorite novel tucked under her arm, when she spotted something that made her heart skip a beat. Lillian was lying on the ground, a pool of blood forming next to her still body. The novel slipped from Mrs. Rojas' grasp as she rushed towards Lillian, her voice rising in a frantic shout."Help! Somebody help! Lillian!" she screamed, dropping to her knees beside Lillian and trying to find any sign of consciousness. Sebastian, who had been in the kitchen, heard the desperate cries and sprinted towards the garden. His heart pounded with fear as he saw Mrs. Rojas and the motionless form of Lillian. "Lillian!" he shouted, reaching her side in an instant. He quickly pulled out his phone and dialed emergency services. "We need an ambulance, now! My wife is unconscious and there's a lot of blood!" He rattled off the address, his hands trembling. Mrs. Rojas, her eyes wide with fear, tried to apply pressure to the wound. "Lillian, stay with us. St
Mr. Alfred arrived at the hospital, his heart pounding with anxiety. He spotted Sebastian sitting in the waiting area, his face a mask of worry. Rushing over, Mr. Alfred placed a hand on Sebastian’s shoulder. “Sebastian, is Lillian okay? What happened to her?” Mr. Alfred asked, his voice trembling with concern. Sebastian looked up, his eyes weary. “Someone within the mansion tried to kill her, Mr. Alfred. I don’t know how they got in without the security guards noticing. It’s like they knew exactly where to go and what to do.” Mr. Alfred’s face contorted with rage and fear. “How could this happen? Who would do such a thing?” Before Sebastian could respond, a doctor emerged from the emergency room, calling for their attention. Both men turned to him, their hearts in their throats. “Is she okay? Is Lillian going to be alright?” Mr. Alfred asked urgently. The doctor nodded, though his expression was grave. “She’s stable for now. However, due to her pregnant state, we had to take a
Mr. Alfred was shocked, his face paled as the words sank in. "Katherine? Your sister? How could she..." Lillian quickly interjected, not wanting to escalate the situation further. "Dad, it wasn't intentional. We were arguing, and she was angry. She pushed me, but I don't think she meant to hurt me so badly." Mr. Alfred's eyes narrowed, a mix of disbelief and anger washing over him. "She pushed you? In a fit of rage? Lillian, this isn't the first time something like this has happened. You need to be more careful around her." Before Lillian could respond, the door to her hospital room creaked open, and Katherine walked in, her face etched with guilt. "Lillian, Dad, I... I'm so sorry." Mr. Alfred turned on her, his eyes blazing. "Katherine, what are you doing here? Don't bother pretending you care. You've been nothing but trouble since you came back. You didn't even show up for your mother's burial. Why should we believe you now?" Katherine's face twisted with pain. "Dad, please. I
Lillian stepped out of the car, the fresh scent of the garden wafting over her as she took a deep breath. It was good to be home, even though the mansion felt like a nest of vipers. Katie came running up, her face lighting up with joy as she saw Lillian."Aunt Lillian!" Katie cried, wrapping her arms around Lillian's legs.Lillian bent down, hugging Katie tightly. "Hi, sweetie. I've missed you," she said, forcing a smile despite the lingering pain from her recent ordeal.Katherine stood nearby, her eyes narrowing as she watched the affectionate exchange. Her lips pressed into a thin line, but she didn't say anything. The anger in her gaze was palpable, a silent storm brewing.Mr. Rojas approached, his face softening as he looked at Lillian. "Welcome back, Lillian. I'm so glad to see you up and about.""Thank you, Mr. Rojas," Lillian replied, standing up and smoothing Katie's hair. "I'm glad to be back. The hospital was... not a pleasant experience."Mr. Rojas nodded, his expression se
Mrs. Rojas softened her tone slightly, trying to console her. “You need to trust me, Katherine. We will handle this.” Katherine’s eyes brimmed with tears, and she sank to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably. “You don’t understand,” she choked out. “Lillian is pregnant. I can never have him back now.” Mrs. Rojas was taken aback, her eyes widening in shock. “Pregnant? Are you sure?” Katherine nodded, tears streaming down her face. “Yes, and now Sebastian will never leave her. I’ve lost him forever.” A strange glint appeared in Mrs. Rojas’s eyes as she processed the information. Despite the initial shock, she felt a twisted sense of satisfaction. This turn of events made things even more interesting. “Listen to me, Katherine,” she said, her voice firm but oddly soothing. “This isn’t over. You haven’t lost the battle yet.” Katherine looked up, her eyes filled with hopelessness. “How can you say that? She’s carrying his child. He’ll never come back to me now.” Mrs. Rojas crouched down,
Lillian sat on the veranda, the afternoon sun casting a warm glow over her. She placed a hand on her growing belly, feeling the gentle movements within. It had been getting harder to hide her pregnancy, especially with her stomach beginning to bulge noticeably. The reality of her condition was becoming impossible to conceal. Mrs. Rojas had been acting unusually kind and attentive lately, a change that didn't go unnoticed by Lillian. The older woman would often bring her herbal teas and insist on her resting more. Today was no different. "Lillian, dear," Mrs. Rojas's voice floated through the air as she approached, a tray of steaming tea in her hands. "I've brought you some chamomile. It's good for the nerves." "Thank you," Lillian replied, accepting the cup with a polite smile. She took a sip, the warm liquid soothing her throat. But a nagging suspicion lingered in her mind. Why was Mrs. Rojas suddenly so caring? "How are you feeling today?" Mrs. Rojas asked, her eyes lingering
The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife. Lillian, Sebastian, and Mrs. Rojas sat at one end of the long, polished table, facing the head chairwoman and chairman along with two other head coordinators. The stern expressions on their faces did little to quell the sense of impending doom. The head chairwoman, Ms. Delaney, leaned forward, her eyes sharp and unforgiving. "Today’s board meeting was nothing short of a disgrace. It’s clear that the Alfred family is treating this company as a playground for their personal dramas." Lillian’s heart sank, the weight of the accusation heavy. She glanced at Sebastian, who gave her a slight nod, his face resolute. Ms. Delaney stood up, her voice rising. "Because of the disturbance caused, we have no choice but to suspend the Alfred family from all board meetings until further notice." "No," Lillian whispered, her voice barely audible. She felt the world slipping from under her feet. "Please, you don’t understand." The head c