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Luci was in her room, straightening her hair and adjusting her outfit when a soft knock came at the door. “Come in,” she called. The door slowly opened and Ann appeared, peeking in with a soft smile. “Good morning, honey. Breakfast is ready,” she said. “Morning. I will be out in a minute,” she finished fixing her hair before heading to the dining room. But when she stepped into the room, she froze mid-step. Her brows furrowed at the sight of a familiar face. He was seated beside Emilia, who smiled at her, motioning for her to join them. “Good morning, dear,” Charlotte greeted warmly as Luci settled down. She returned the greeting to the couple, but her eyes kept drifting back to Kaicus. “Why are you here?” she asked, confusion lacing her voice. “To save my neck,” he replied calmly, picking up a piece of bread as if that were the most normal thing in the world. Luci understood without asking questions but she was surprised that he was in the house. Well, he was a good man to he
The first thing Jairo felt was pain when he woke up. It pressed against his ribs every time he tried to breathe, then came the beeping sounds. His fingers twitched before his eyes opened, reacting on instinct. Kara had been sitting there for hours, long enough for the night to blur into early morning. Her fingers were laced around his hand, when his finger moved against hers, her breath caught sharply in her throat.“Jairo?” she whispered, leaning forward so fast her chair scraped softly against the floor.His eyelids fluttered open slowly, revealing a green so dulled it seemed almost gray, clouded with weakness. Her heart slammed against her chest. She brought her free hand to her mouth, biting down on her knuckles to stop herself from crying out. She had begged God in whispers just to see this moment.He tried to inhale deeper and immediately regretted it as a quiet grunt escaped him.“Easy,” she said quickly, her voice shaking despite her effort to keep it calm. “Don’t move. Plea
As expected, the internet spiraled. It was flooded with theories and Salvatore Vitale’s name trended nonstop, tied to words like cover-up, silencing and attempted murder. The public narrative was already forming, saying Jairo Vitale had been nearly killed after speaking against his father.There was still no concrete evidence but that no longer mattered.What fueled the fire even more was the discovery that the files Jairo had been reading from during the broadcast were completely blank. That single detail convinced the public that someone had tampered with them. It didn’t take long before Salvatore was summoned for questioning.Netizens followed every update closely, dissecting body language and tone. The situation had gone far beyond rumors and people wanted answers.At the charity venue, Ann sat quietly with her phone in hand, scrolling endlessly. Her heart pounded as she searched for familiar names, especially her family's own. She knew this moment would come. She had waited for y
“What?!”Kara’s voice came out sharp and broken at the same time as she answered Donald’s call. The sound alone got everyone startled and concerned. Her fingers trembled as she listened. At first, she couldn’t even process the words. Her heart seemed to tear right through her chest.“Don’t alarm anyone. I will have someone bring you here. We can’t cause panic right now.” Donald warned through the phone but it was already too late.Kara’s lips parted but no sound came out. Tears swelled instantly, blurring her vision. She lowered the phone slowly, her hands shaking so badly it almost slipped from her grip.Ann was already on her feet. “Kara?” she whispered.Before she could speak, before she could even breathe properly, a man approached her. He looked like an ordinary guest but he was one of Jairo’s men.“Ma’am, we need to move now.” he said quietly.Ann stepped forward. “Where are you taking her?”“She’s needed elsewhere. You will be safe here.” the man replied firmly.Kara didn’t ev
“So that’s how it’s going to be. We’re good, right?” Jairo asked, his eyes moving around the room, reading everyone’s faces carefully.They all nodded.It was deep into the night. Emilia and Luci were already asleep while the rest of them sat together, finalizing everything. Kara sat beside Jairo, quiet for a moment before lifting her hand slightly.“Um… what about Edward and his parents?” she asked, worried clear in her voice.“That’s already taken care of. They will be present too. I already sent the invitation.” Jairo replied calmly.Kara frowned. Before she could ask what she was thinking, Ann spoke up.“Won’t they see Kara and Emilia’s faces?”“Exactly,” Kara said quickly. “That could cause another heartbreaking moment.”“It won’t happen,” Jairo said firmly. “They will be placed on the opposite side of the building. All you need to do is make sure you and Emilia don’t wander there. My men will be watching over the Jones family.”Everyone let out a slow breath, some tension easing
Jairo had expected his father to turn public sympathy against him. What he didn’t expect was how quickly people would start digging. Without solid evidence, no search warrant could be issued but that didn’t stop the internet. Netizens were already questioning his company, pulling up old stories, past rumors and anything they could twist into suspicion.It was late afternoon when Jairo, Kara and Luci arrived at the location. Kara smiled softly when she spotted Ann and waved back at her. As they stepped out of the car, Charlotte and Desmond came out of the house at the same time. Kara hurried forward and pulled both of them into a hug.“I’m so happy to see you,” Charlotte said warmly as they hugged her back just as tight. When they pulled apart, Charlotte smiled and gently rubbed Kara’s hair.Desmond had already stepped aside to greet Jairo, accepting the handshake he offered.Kara turned and noticed Luci standing quietly beside Ann, glancing at the couple with curiosity.“This is Luci,


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