"How do you know Reid Dahmer?" Carrie frowned, picking up the card. She recognized the private number because she had it as well. Andrea extended her hand and snatched the card. "I ran into him somewhere. Do you know him?" "Not really." Carrie shook her head. "Are you sure? I know his family is in the mafia." Andrea muttered, starting the car. Carrie sighed, "The Dahmers and the Forbes were very good friends back then. They had a big fight with something some time ago, so they split. They can't even bear the sight of seeing each other." "I see." "Yes. Now tell me the proper story of how you ran into him because Reid isn't someone you can see in just any convenience store. That's if he goes to any. But that's not the point." Carrie soliloquized. "Now that I think of it, doesn't the R.D in R.D Law Firm stand for Reid Dahmer?" Andrea asked in amusement. "They were actually rumors of that, but no one really confirmed it." "And yet you interned in an enemy's firm. Weren't you sca

Andrea returned to Ryker's manor where the man kept his eyes on her at all times. They also got closer during the next few weeks. Ryker walked into Andrea's room with a tray filled with breakfast just like he had been doing for the past few weeks when Andrea's phone on her desk rang. Because she was having her bath, Ryker had no choice but to see who it was after the person called for three consecutive times. "Miss Accardo?" A man's voice called from the other end and Ryker frowned."This is her fiancé, Ryker Darius." The latter went silent, but said after a few seconds, "Mr. Accardo was admitted to the hospital this morning and I was hoping to have a talk with his doctor." "Gabriel has a family doctor. And I know him." Ryker stated in a suspicious tone. "I'm the family's doctor assistant, Joshua Spears. Dr. Zayn can't be reached at the moment, so I took it upon myself to admit Mr. Accardo. But I need Miss Accardo's consent to do anything." The door to the bathroom opened and A

Andrea stared at the body in front of her, then at Carrie and Cheryl who both had Ice bags pressed to their head. "You mean the both of you visiting a boxing arena and stayed up until 2am so you could steal this body?" Andrea summarised what they had told her in a question and they nodded. She scratched her jaw a little and grimaced, "I had no idea you were still planning to steal this body." "I even went as far as letting that disgusting thing touch my hand. Do you... What do you mean by you had no idea I was still planning to steal the body?" Cheryl asked, taking the ice bag away from her forehead. Andrea parted her lips three times but no words came out of it. In the end, she sat down and held her head with both hands. "When I returned back to the manor, my father called and asked me to come over. In summary, because of his situation, they are things he can't do. And that includes running his empire. So he left in charge." Andrea said, peeking at them through her fingers. "Yo

"I've been trying to reach you." Carrie said as soon as she saw Kirby walk into the house. "I'm fine." Kirby replied, without looking at her. Her attitude was a little code and one Carrie hadn't seen in a long time. Instantly, she knew there was something amiss. Carrie walked up to her while she was taking off her clothes and placed her head on her shoulder, "You seem upset." Kirby breathed out slowly. She said nothing as she took her time to fold her clothes once again. "Maybe I can help with something if you tell me." Carrie didn't give up. "It's nothing to be worried about, Carrie." Kirby breathed out, dropping the folded clothes into the wardrobe. Then she turned to look at Carrie. Carrie straightened again and slipped one hand into her pocket while the other brushed the hair off Kirby's face. "Your face doesn't look like it's nothing. Is it because of a case? A new mission you've been assigned to?" Carrie inquired. Kirby thinned her lips as she gazed at the diamond gold

"Andrea Accardo?" A nervous voice called out behind Andrea. Andrea, who had her eyes lowered onto her phone, tilted her head to the side. When she recognized the person, a smile graced her face. "Kattie Campbell!" She retorted with a smile, turning to face Kattie completely. "You remember my name." Kattie mumbled, twisting her fingers in nervousness. "Thank you." "You don't have to thank me for recalling your name." Andrea tutted, her smile not leaving her face. "It's not about that." Mattie mumbled again, then she slowly looked up at Andrea and into her eyes, "You helped me stand tall in front of my parents." Andrea was quick to recollect what was being talked about. Kattie became a big shot in her past life after a talent scout found her in a fashion show. Not only did Katte become famous, she was one of the most paid artists in the world. And she was something Andrea wanted to hold onto. "Oh, that's good news." "I signed up for a talent hunt. My parents kicked me out of th