“You need to do something,” Chad said to the bald man before him, “After that viral video, I lost my job and family. Please I need your help,” He was sitting in an office in some stinky area where there were several other offices. A so-called renowned investigator used to provide his services here. “I am looking for some connection, sir.” The investigator ran his hand on his bald head, “My tech guy is on vacation. Once he will return, we can easily locate the culprit. Cybercrime cell is already after this person, sir.” Chad paced back and forth in his dimly lit office, frustration and anger evident in his voice. "I don't care about the cybercrime guys. I want to find the person responsible for ruining my life, and I want to make them pay," he growled at him. Sitting on the opposite side of the desk, the renowned investigator listened carefully, taking in Chad's desperate tone, "I understand your frustration, but you need to be patient. Rushing into things might make matters worse,"

As the middle-aged maid skillfully helped her in dressing up and styling her hair. River felt nervous while sitting in front of the dresser.The mention of Marwick wanting her to wear a scarf to partially cover her face added to her curiosity. Before she could express any concerns, Marwick entered the room, his presence immediately making her heart race in her chest.He ran a slow gaze over her, and she felt a blush creeping up her cheeks, suddenly feeling self-conscious under his intense gaze.She was wearing a simple blue skirt with a white blouse, chosen for her by the maid, which perfectly complemented her azure eyes. The kind woman even helped her with the black stockings. Marwick gestured for the maid to leave, and she did so with a knowing smile, leaving the two of them alone.Marwick approached her, and River found herself glancing at him through the mirror, unable to maintain direct eye contact. Her heart rate accelerated as he spoke."Your life is in danger," he began his vo

Her fingers got splinted in no time. Dr. Jonas seemed to be in a hurry. As if he wanted to get rid of the clumsy couple in no time.When they came out of his room, River was surprised to see uniformed guards standing outside.A man almost of the same height as Marwick walked to them with a subtle smile on his face.“Garner. How are you?” he extended his hand for a handshake.“Ah, Jeff. You are here in time.” Marwick remarked shaking his hand and then turning to River, “he is my prior bodyguard. The best in the security industry.” River nodded her head to greet the man.“Why has Marwick called the guard to the hospital?” she thought to herself and got the answer in no time.“She is River Brown. The reason I called you here. I want tight security around her.” River was speechless when she heard it.Marwick Garner hired a bodyguard for me?“Please ask your men not to give away any information about her. Not even her name. They are supposed to stay quiet.”“Don’t worry, Mr. Garner. I will

(2 days after the attack) “Where is he, Greta? I am not seeing him around lately.” River complained to the woman who used to help her with all her personal tasks. “Mr. Marwick is worried about your health, ma’am. He daily asks me about you. Keeps a record if you are taking your medicines regularly. Even checks up on you when you are sound asleep at night.” Greta told River with a constant smile that was part of her personality. “He is keeping tabs on me?” she frowned, “But I never heard him entering my room, Greta?” she complained, “And let me assure you. I am a very light sleeper.” Greta smiled, a hint of amusement in her eyes, "He's very gentle and cautious not to disturb you," she said admiring her employer. But River didn’t like that. She missed him. It had been two days since that Gerald episode. He didn’t talk to her much. He used to leave before she woke up and used to enter the house after she went to bed. This was the same routine he used to follow when he was staying in

It was early morning and his investigator had asked Chad to reach Ashton Garner early morning. He couldn’t arrange an appointment around lunch as Ashton Garner was a busy man. Chad was sitting in a big drawing room of this elite residence. He had heard that Ashton Garner was thrown away by his father, passing all the property to his grandson, Marwick Garner. But now looking at the luxury house and army of servants, he could not believe that it might hold any truth. The elite drawing room of the residence exuded luxury. Especially those ornate chandeliers. Chad ran a quick gaze at the luxurious leather sofas and plush velvet chairs. He shifted uneasily in his seat, feeling strange. As he sat there, he couldn't help but overhear snippets of conversations between the butlers and maids, who didn’t seem formal as opposed to what he had found among the elites around him. They were continuously laughing not at all afraid of their employer. The room's décor spoke volumes about Ashton’s r