บททั้งหมดของ The Stranger He Became: บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

Kylian had woken that morning, feeling quite on top of his game. He hadn't felt that refreshed in a while. It had been a close call when he saw Shirley at the concert venue. He hadn't known of his apparent fame up until then when all the eyes were on him at that point.He had a lot of problems lined up, but his time with Maya made it all seem like unimportant trivia. Every time he left her, it felt like he was slowly coming back in touch with his harsh reality.Every passing moment in his office had him glancing at his phone, expectant of a possible text from her, which was yet to come. He knew that was bad for his concentration, but still, he entertained the bad habit, which was so uncharacteristic of him."C'mon Kincaid, you've got work to do," he told himself as he looked at his phone once more. He didn't know how much time he had for work before his mother would come with the lawyer to discuss his divorce. He quickly threw his phone in his bottom drawer and locked it. Forgive me,

Sofia was roused from her sleep by the voices she heard outside her room. There seemed to be a heated argument going on, but it was more like an outright expression of rage, as Diego's voice was all she heard.For some reason, she was scared and worried that the heated verbal session somehow had something to do with her. She slowly got out of bed, gaining her orientation as soon as her feet hit the floor.His voice got more audible and his words more articulate as she made for the door. She gently opened the door, hoping that he wouldn't suddenly turn in her direction, as his voice seemed to come from the balcony, on the right.She stuck her head out of the door, out enough to see Diego standing at the railing of the balcony with two others with their hands behind their back and face to the floor as they received a brutal tongue lashing from Diego.Diego was all tensed up, "What did you do?" He fumed at his men. "I told you to aim for that bitch. Just, what the heck did you do?"The t

"Don't worry you're going to be just fine," Max reassured Chloe."I hope so," Chloe sighed as she took one last look at herself in the mirror, scanning for any possible faults.They had been up since the early A.M. trying to get her act together for the presentation. It was bound to be a big day for her, and they couldn't afford to let anything ruin it.She had gone over her intro uncountable times but still, she felt something was desperately missing, if not wrong with it."Just go with the spur of the moment. Besides you've got such a good plan to deliver your value, there's no way they can refuse." Max cheered on, "Plus, I'll be there for you. You won't be going alone."Chloe was doubtful— desperately doubtful. "It's not as easy as you make it out to be.""And don't make it harder than it is meant to be," Max chimed in. "Relax," he urged as he stood behind her, staring at their reflection in the morning sun, with his arms around her waist."Alright," she said reluctantly, leaning h

The news of Francis being alive had kept Emma on her toes ever since. Just when she had been relieved that he was out of the picture for good, he resiliently popped back into it. He just wouldn't be cropped out that easily."I'm here to see Detective Francis Burke," she said to the nurse at the receptionist, clutching the bouquet of flowers dearly as she put up the demeanor of a compassionate visitor."And you are?" The aged nurse looked up from her desk through her round-rimmed spectacles with a rather prolonged suspicious gaze."Emma..." She said, "his girlfriend." She knew they wouldn't let just anybody see a detective. "I have waited long enough to see him, could you please let me?" She felt disgusted by the extent to which she had to abase herself.The nurse looked at her for some seconds, analyzing her and the situation, scanning for any hints of falsehood. Then a mischievous smile suddenly came on her face."Room sixty-two," she said, giving her a card, "don't try anything too

“Hey,” Maya said. There was something about her gaze through those glasses that Kylian just found somewhat amazing.“Hey,” Kylian replied, his eyes sought for his mother so he could see her facial expression. He knew it was an odd moment, him meeting with the woman who had put him at the risk of losing half his possessions to Emma.“I guess I will have to leave you both to yourselves for a while.” Mrs. Kincaid said as she was about to slip out of the room. “I’d like to go get something to eat.” She gave Kylian a cognitive wink as she left. He felt some relief at that.“How are you doing, Kylian?” Maya said, taking the seat where his mother had sat.“Well…I couldn’t sit up and talk two days ago,” he said, “look at me now— sitting and talking.”“That’s great to hear,” Maya said putting her hand on his, “I’m really sorry that you had to go through all this at once. Must be really hard on you.”“You don’t have to be sorry. I owe you an apology, for not letting you know the truth about who