"Natasha, I will hunt you. And when I find you, I will kill you." Those words were the last thing Audrey said to Natasha that evening before leaving the cabin with Gabriel. Gabriel Lynch was an orphan and at such, his funeral were attended by colleagues and friends. Audrey was the last person to leave his tomb. After leaving a dahlia flower, she mumbled incoherent words before leaving. As soon as she turned, she saw Sullivan standing behind her. Months ago, Sullivan was said to have run out of Hiltonia. They had no idea why but didn't care since he was none of their business. Like she had always done, she intended to walk past him when she heard him say, "I have something to tell you." "I'm not interested in whatever you have to say. Now, move aside." Audrey scoffed instead and pushed him out of the way. "It's about the person you think is dead." The man said after a moment of hesitation.Audrey stopped but didn't look back at him. "Let's talk in the café beside the burial grou

Audrey drove back to the city and straight to Pierce's house. She was greeted by three adorable children who sighted her right from the gate. The three children of Queenie took their first steps at the age of one. How that an addition of six months had been added to them, they're legs had undoubtedly become a little firm to walk freely. "Aster!" The girl was the first she took into her arms before bending to cuddle with the boys, Aaron and Adrian. "How have my babies been?" She said, as she touched their heads. "Adjrain yiyi mished you!" Adrian, the shy one said with great difficulty. "Auntie missed you too, darling. Guess what Auntie also brought with her?" She asked with a smile, jerking her eyes around the two including Aster who couldn't help giggling in her arms. "Shweets!" It was a word they had all mastered. And as a result, they replied together. Dipping her hand into the bag she walked in with, she gave them each a candy, then handed the rest of the back to the three

In a suburbVarious men placed stickers of Queenie Knight literally on every surface and tagged her as missing. A man walks up to it and pulls out the ones he can. After reading the caption, he squeezes them and dumps inside the wastebin next to him. Then he whips out his phone and makes a call. "They've found out she's alive." The person on the other end gives him an instruction which he nods furiously to and walked away. He got into his car and drove to a cabin. Inside, was a reasonable number of people. Without a word, he walks to their middle and stands. "Stop the news of Queenie Knight being alive. If you see anyone still hanging on her pictures, kill him." The group hummed in response and he walked out again. ..."Just today I lost three men." Pierce frowned as he examined them. Half an hour ago, he had gotten a package and it was mandatory that he signed before it'd be given to him. Then three body packs were thrown to him and the delivery men opted to drive back when

Pierce said nothing for a while and the man on the other end scoffed. "Is this your way of keeping me busy while you search for Queenie?" Salto wasn't planning on hiding what he knew. Pierce on the other hand wasn't surprised, but he was indeed anxious. Since Salto had realized it was only a matter of time before the news got to Natasha. "Let me make something clear to you." Salto said seriously. "Even if we stay on this call the entire time, your men will never be able to get their hands on her. The Conglomerate doesn't have a branch here sadly and you guys are are little far from them. You're left with no choice than to await the real body of the woman you buried last year." Pierce balled his hands into a fist but said nothing. Aster, who was on his lap, blinked cutely at him and he could feel his anger leaving him. He touched his daughter's face with a smile before speaking into his phone's speaker. "Since you already know why I'm falling, I don't think there's any reason for

Country AThe work was much easier than they thought. While Queenie kept to herself, Gerald, Maron and Vivian already acquainted themselves with a few people. "Your sister?" A man asked Vivian. Vivian followed his eyes. When she saw he was referring to Queenie, he shook his head almost immediately. "She isn't." The man nodded absentmindedly. Finally, he braced himself and walked to her. "Hello." Queenie looked up briskly and lowered her eyes once again. She looked up again moments later and smiled a little. "Are you talking to me?" The man nodded immediately. "Yes, I'm Joshua Garet." Queenie nodded and lowered her head. "I'm Queenie." The man smiled, "Can I help you?" Queenie was currently canning tomato paste. So when the man asked to help, she nodded. As they worked, the man brought up different topics. Yet, Queenie was uninterested. Finally, he brought up the topic about branded bags but still couldn't catch her attention. He was getting frustrated when Gerald walked