Lahat ng Kabanata ng Silent Amour : Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Eryx sat at his cluttered desk, stacks of papers and old files littering the surface. He was engrossed in the museum staff list, carefully examining each name and its corresponding details. Across the table, Alex was hunched over his laptop, reading aloud from an article about the recent rash of antique thefts. "Listen to this, Eryx," Alex said, not looking up from his screen. "Some of these stolen antiques are worth millions on the black market. There's this one Ming vase, for example, that could fetch up to three million dollars. Can you believe that?" Eryx nodded absently, still focused on his task. "Yeah, I can believe it. People will pay anything for a piece of history. Just keep track of the most valuable items. It might help us understand the thief's motive better." Just then, Franklyn burst into the room just always, a folder in his hand. He looked slightly dishevelled as if he had rushed over from somewhere. Eryx and Alex turned to him expectantly. "Got the surveillance re

Later at night, Braylon sat on his couch, feeling the effects of the medications. The sleeping pills, painkillers, and antibiotics prescribed by the doctor for his wound healing were doing their job, making him drowsy. He was on the verge of drifting off when his mobile phone chimed, startling him. He fumbled for it, blinking at the screen. It was an incoming call from Eryx. "Eryx?" Braylon muttered to himself, confused. Eryx hadn’t replied to his messages in a whole day, now why? With a groan, he swiped to answer the call, his voice heavy with sleep. "Hello?" "Braylon, you won’t believe what happened!" Eryx’s voice came through, loud and erratic, with a crackled chuckle and sudden pick up of his words. "I broke off my engagement with Amy at dinner that night. In front of my parents!" Something was off with his voice. Braylon sat up from the couch, his drowsiness momentarily forgotten. "What? You did what?" He didn't mention it when they were talking about it. That shocked Braylon.

It had been hours passed since Eryx came to the precinct and everyone was indulged in their work. That was when Revilla suddenly spoke up. "Eryx, look at this." She pointed to a name on the staff list. "This guy, David Palmer. He worked with Thornton at his last job. Could be a coincidence, but maybe not." Eryx raised an eyebrow. "Interesting. Let's get in touch with Palmer. See if he can tell us anything about Thornton's past behaviour." "Alex, call Palmer to investigate," Eryx ordered, the latter got his task and pulled out a phone to call him. By late afternoon, Franklyn finally had an update on surveillance. "Brother Eryx, we got something. The tech team managed to restore part of the footage. It's not much, but it shows someone accessing the security system right before the cameras were tampered with." Eryx’s eyes lit up. "Can we identify them?" Franklyn nodded. "It’s not very clear, but it looks like someone wearing a staff uniform. We’re trying to enhance the image to get a

As Zaneta drove home, she couldn't stop thinking about Braylon and the difficult choices he had to make. He had been struck between his thoughts and the society norms. Usually, Being Gay was opposed by the society. They wouldn't dare to accept a binary man who could get pregnant. In the middle, He had to fight back to make a happy family. She hoped with all her heart that Braylon would find the happiness he deserved and that Alan would grow up knowing just how much he was loved. The next few days were a whirlwind for Braylon. He had a lot of time to think about his conversation with Zaneta, and he knew she was right. He had to follow his heart, not just for his own sake but for Alan's too. ------------------------- Stiles slammed his fist on the table, frustration boiling over. He had meticulously planned the kidnapping of Braylon’s son, Alan, only to be thwarted by the ever-vigilant shadow guards. The guards, an elite force unknown to most, had rendered his attempts futile. He di

"There are several reasons for his silence. Firstly, loyalty or fear. If Andrew felt a strong loyalty to the person who ordered the theft—perhaps because they helped him in the past or offered him protection—he might have chosen to stay silent. Fear is another reason. The person behind the theft might have threatened him, making the risk of speaking out greater than the risk of staying quiet." Franklyn interjected, "So, why do you think he will be ready to confess now? What if he keeps silent?" "Good question," Eryx replied. "After spending time in jail, He definitely won't let himself behind the bar a second time. Perhaps he's recognized that protecting the mastermind isn't worth the cost of his freedom. Alternatively, the isolation and pressure of incarceration can change a person's perspective. The guilt can become too heavy to bear, prompting a desire to come clean and seek redemption." Franklyn made a thumbs-up sign; Eyes sparkled at the great speech Eryx had given. Both chuckl