The building is nothing special. Just a two-story house standing in a quiet area on the outskirts of Chicago. There is a swing and a pink bicycle in the yard. On the verandah, a little girl is playing barbie alone. She was busy muttering, talking to her doll and then pretending to pour tea into a miniature pink cup. The girl looked up when she heard footsteps approaching her. Her round eyes blinked twice. She was only up to the man's waist when she stood up and tried to greet him. "Hello. I'm Sasha. What I can do for you?” Her mother was the most perfect and the kindest teacher for her. Ever since she was very young, she had been taught to be polite to people who came to their house. Her grandparents are even proud of her because she always remembers the manners lessons from her mother well. “Hello Sasha. Is your mother at home?” The man smiled faintly and squatted down. He stroked the top of Sasha's head gently. The girl's hair was brownish blonde and hung over her petite shoulde

Ezra sat in the corner of Mila's treatment room. His elbows resting on his thighs, his head bowed to the floor. In front of him, Mila was lying weak. The IV line stuck in the back of her hand again. Her belly protruding beneath the hospital gown moved constantly to Mila's regular breathing. Ezra didn't understand why he was so concerned seeing Mila's condition like that. This shouldn't have to happen. But unfortunately this has to happen to Mila. He was not vigilant and carefully secured the area around Mila’s office. Edward's men manage to infiltrate the paparazzi without anyone noticing and try to shoot Mila. Mila has almost died twice and has been hospitalized. And it's always been done by those damn Louises. He was getting impatient to finish them off as soon as possible. He wanted to immediately expose his identity in front of those damn Louises, then laugh at them for their stupidity all along. They have actually been caught up in the game. Just need to wait a bit more until he

That morning Ezra was ready with his black shirt and jacket slung over his arm. He opened the curtains in Mila’s room wide, causing Mila, who was still asleep, to wake up immediately with an annoyed groan because her sleep had been disturbed by the man."Close the curtains, I'm still sleepy." Mila groaned in annoyance and hugged her pillow tightly again.Ezra just stared at her blankly. Mila always tries to annoy him. Just like the previous morning, Mila didn't want to wake up if he woke her up on purpose. But after he left to do chores outside the house, Mila would wake up by herself to start her monotonous activities.Ezra left the room and closed the door behind him slowly. Today Mila can sleep all day so she doesn't know what he will be doing out there.“Good Morning. You were very neat this morning."“This is an important day. What are you doing?"“Prepare some food for Mila. If today I have to go out to do some things, I want her to not be short of food.”"She must be so happy w

Ezra was standing on the roof of a lonely bank building. His black coat fluttered dramatically as the wind blew around him. He tried to see the situation in the Grand Hyatt Hotel through the black binoculars hanging from his neck. Everything seems to have gone according to plan. Felix had made sure the Louises— Edward and Monica, were standing at the right point for target shooting. The corner of Ezra's lips twitched into a smirk. After a dozen years of holding himself back from doing this, he finally had the chance to execute the damn couple.Ezra walked over to his gun, and bent over it. He had used his black gloves and black leather coat to disguise his body in the dark night on the roof of this skyscraper. The dinner party across there was going on with great fanfare. The host provides the best dishes and the best entertainment for all his invited guests.While waiting for reports from his men who were in the hotel, Ezra started to light a cigarette which he took from his trouser

Like dejavu. Ezra returned to the hospital holding Mila in his arms. Blood was still flowing from Mila's thigh, staining the black shirt Ezra was wearing. But he doesn't care. He just ran and kept running to call the medical team who would help Mila who was groaning in pain in his arms."Hold on, okay. I know you can get through all of this.”"This really hurts Ezra." Mila's lips trembled as she tried to tell Ezra how bad her stomach was right now. Even Mila began to be pessimistic about the condition of her baby."Maybe he won't make it," Mila croaked as Ezra placed her carefully on the gurneys.“Don't say anything and just hang in there. They will do all kinds of ways to help you.”Mila was then brought into the emergency room. A nurse stopped Ezra at the ER door which was just about to be closed. Ezra stood on tiptoe to see Mila's condition inside. But the nurse closed the door tightly and Ezra could see nothing but the door with its stiff green curtains.Ezra felt like screaming a