Author's POV Alvin apologised to Nora and dressed up in less than five minutes before he walked to the door and opened it. Mr Lyam was standing there, his eyes darting around as he tried to force his vision into the room. Alvin was leaning at the door frame and still had the door open; and he suddenly pushed Mr Lyam the moment he realised what he was trying to do. “Why are you here?“ Alvin angrily demanded. Mr Lyam looked at his master's face, then stepped his feet on the ground like he was standing at attention. “Bonjour, boss!“ “The morning wouldn't be good if you don't tell me why you're here at this moment,” Alvin snapped. Mr Lyam looked up at his face since he was far shorter than Alvin. “You look happy, master—happier than you've been in a long time. If I may ask: what is the cause of your happiness? I just want to know so I can do it if you ever go sad again.“ Alvin gritted his teeth and shut the door with anger. “I asked you a question, Mr Lyam! Why are you knocking o

Catherine's POV I heard low noises around me as I woke up. My eyes squinted in pain as I tried to make out anything in my surroundings. I started to move my hands so I could stretch but the pain brought me back. I let my head fall back on the bed and closed my eyes; thinking this was just a bad dream. But the reality of it was starting to take a grip on me. And I suddenly noticed even when I was too weak to raise my hands that a bandage was tied over my head. I completely closed my eyes to try ro remember what happened; And it suddenly opened the moment I recalled that David was the cause of it. The last thing I remember was him pushing me harshly to the wall behind him… and then: Blank! I felt a teardrop cascade down my cheeks. I'm just starting to realise the gravity of what I've done; maybe I should've left when he told me to. My fingers managed to move and touched the cloth I was wearing. And with dejection, I saw it was made of cotton—not exactly what I had been wearing

Author's POV Mr Lyam's eyes were wide open in disbelief and he slowly started to step backwards while his eyes moved from Alvin to Nora. “I—I should…” he stammered. Alvin swept his hands over his hair, in loss of what to do. “Why are you even here?“ “The…” Mr Lyam was looking at Nora's back as he answered, obviously trying to check if he had imagined what he saw. Nora's face was red in embarrassment and she slowly started walking back to the dining room without looking back when she suddenly heard what the butler said next. “The police are here.“ Nora froze still. Her heart flew into the air as she started to wonder the reason for the cops being here. Could it be because of her? Maybe Alvin's father had gone to make stories to the police because he thought she'd go and report him first if he didn't. Or maybe David knew Alvin's house since they had been schoolmates and he came with the police after telling them that Alvin wrongfully abducted her. Alvin was a little shocked at

Raven's black Mercedes car drove into the Scorpion house in Los Angeles. It was one of late Gomez Waxson's properties in America; the man was wise enough to invest in houses in some of California's busiest cities. Raven parked the car under the Carport and and jumped out of the driver's seat with contempt and rage in his eyes. He walked over to the back seat and forcefully dragged two members of the Scorpions who were seated there before he ordered them to carry-out the one that was shot. The Scorpions had been watching the movement of Don Miller's family since they moved to their base in Los Angeles two days ago. Raven had gotten information from one of the hotel employees where Mr Miller had Lodged and had arranged three men to go with him to try their luck. And now; one of them was shot in the neck. Raven grunted as the two other guys carefully carried the shot one out of the car. They hadn't stopped to tie his bleeding or apply any meditation so his blood was all over the b

Alvin's POV My father first walked to meet the people that were about twenty who were seated in the room. He sat on one of the chairs and glanced back at me. I didn't need to think to know what that meant. My gaze moved over to Nora who had her mouth slightly open like she was also in shock. I saw her swallow her saliva and look over to me before she also moved forward. There were up to fifteen cops or more in the room; including the ones who had come over to my house. Then there were four unfamiliar faces with the maid who had gone mad in the kitchen last night. I kept standing and looking at her, my legs refusing to move even a bit. “Why is he masked?“ I heard someone ask. And I saw the paleness on Nora's face at that moment. “Alvin!“ My father suddenly yelled, obviously because I was starting to waste his time with my standing. I finally managed to move forward and stood beside my father, my eyes avoiding that of the maid. Today is the first time I really felt glad that I