"Good afternoon Director Carlson," Cindy greeted with a shaky voice."Yeah, good afternoon Cindy. Are you alright?""Rose just got into an accident. I'm at the hospital right now so I will send the address to you after the call."When Carlson heard the news from the other end was stunned.'Rose had an accident?'"How? What happened? We still spoke about Daisy this morning and she even got into a fight with me. How is that?" Carlson was so shocked and bewildered that he asked so many questions at the same time."I don't know," Cindy sniffed and Carlson heard her do that.Her voice was so low and aggrieved as she continued saying, "She was run into by a motorcycle and they were both brought to this hospital. I mean Rose and the cyclist. If not, I would haunt him down and have him pay for what he did to Rose.""Even still, I'll still make sure he pays," she added through gritted teeth.Her other hand which was not holding the phone was clenched tightly into a fist and even her veins were

Wesley, sitting comfortably in his office, his eyes fixed on his phone screen, read through the news articles and the hate-filled comments that accompanied them. Unknown to him, his expression shifted from time to time, reflecting the range of emotions he was feeling at that moment.At first, he seemed calm and collected, his eyes scanning through the words on the screen with ease. But as he read deeper into the comments section, a slight look of frustration and anger crept onto his face. His brows furrowed, and his lips pressed tightly together as he read particularly venomous comments."Weren't these people her fans? Did they not used to be her fans?" he could not help but mutter as he asked no one in particular. Now that she made a mistake even though they're oblivious to the fact that she was set up, did it still have to get to this?Suddenly realising something, his eyes narrowed with a mix of disbelief and disgust, and he shook his head in disapproval.'Can these whole internet

It was evening already and gradually, the world would plunge into darkness.The secret underground basement was a labyrinth of narrow corridors and dimly lit rooms, a place where the air hung heavy with the stench of misery. The walls were lined with rusted chains and shackles, ominous reminders of the unspeakable horrors that had taken place within those walls. It is within these walls the Lady from the Coasters carries out her unsightly activities. The walls where the doors can't be opened unless she does. The place where the masks and the coasters originated.In the main room is a lady lying motionlessly on a flat iron table, her skin pallid and cold to the touch. The table is stained with dark, dried blood, and various instruments of torture and dismemberment are scattered haphazardly about the room.The table itself is a grotesque sight, its metallic surface warped and dented from years of use. It is clear that this is no ordinary table, but rather a crude device designed for one

Outside the guest room, Wesley stared down at the white sheet of paper in his hand which had some of Daisy's details scribbled on it, her address especially.Since he already has her phone number, he took out his phone from his pants pocket and scrolled through his call log before dialling a number. Since yesterday, when he called her and her dad, had suddenly shouted that way before the call dropped, he had not stopped wondering and worrying about what could have happened.In fact, it had made him think late into the night till he fell asleep. He had kept on refraining from calling again since her dad had mentioned yesterday that she wasn't in the right state to talk to anybody. Even that alone is enough to make him know that Daisy is currently not doing fine.Truth is, Wesley is still yet to figure out that he is always getting too worried about her. He is aware of the fact that he's been worrying about her these days and he always justifies that with the fact that he is in one way

The sudden ringing of her phone shot her back from her current state of shock. Looking down at her phone and seeing it was Edward calling her, she became extremely shocked again that her phone fell off her hands to the bed.With wide eyes, Daisy stared down at her phone and between her tears, a wide smile broke out on her face. Peeping at her sister's phone and seeing the caller, Violet could not help but smile too.She knew just how much Daisy loves Edward.Even though she felt upset deep down that it took Edward days to actually take action, she was still happy. Things are better now at least.She remembered how their dad, Mr Louis had actually got people to help check the restaurant they had used and the private lounges. Just anything to prove Daisy was innocent that night but they had got nothing."Come on. Pick up sister," Violet then urged Daisy who seemed to have forgotten herself in the wave of excitement.Coming back to her senses and realising what she was doing, she immedia