Emile started to fidget with her fingers as the taxi drove closer to the Burke estate. The Burkes had yet to split, and all three generations still lived together. The Burkes was established by her great grandfather and both he and her grandfather were the only child. The children from Emile’s generation were called out in the order of their birth. The Burkes only had male descendants tracing back a few generations; this trend was first broken by her aunt. Her grandfather had only one daughter, Auntie Pearl, Addison's mom. She was the first girl to be born in the Burke household in many generations and was naturally spoilt rotten by everyone. Her father’s elder brother Matthias Burke married Agatha from the Wells family, and they had two children, first brother Henry and third brother Harry. Second uncle, Anderson married Rosemary from the Platt family and had three children, second brother Derek, fourth brother Simon and sixth brother Timothy. Auntie Pearl’s husband, Patrick Weathe

Everyone settled in the family room after dinner. This was a norm for the Burke household. “What are your plans?” Matthias turned his gaze to Christopher. “I would like to get married tomorrow if possible but will follow Emile’s decision.” Christopher levelled his gaze with Matthias. “I don’t want anyone to know where I am.” Emile pouted as she saw the gazes of all her family members focussed on her. “Why? Are you scared that someone will take my sister away?” “Are you afraid of that bastard?” Both Addison and Henry asked at the same time although Addison’s question was directed at Christopher; Henry’s was directed at Emile. “Yes” Christopher nodded without hesitation “She is an extremely beautiful and intelligent woman; how can I not be afraid?” Simon and Timothy chuckled while Emile lowered her head blushing. Although the everyone’s attention was diverted by the boys mucking around, Henry kept his gaze on Emile. “Emile” Henry pursed his lips as he called out seeing that she

Abbey was just about to pass out when she heard the sound of a helicopter approaching them, but she didn't even have the strength to wave. She struggled to keep themselves above water in hope that someone would find them. Abbey didn't know when or how they reached her. Just as she felt like she was going to go under, a hand stretched out to pull them out. She fainted soon after she handed Night Wing over to them. She couldn't hold on any longer; she was satisfied that he could be saved. Luckily for Abbey, the ones who came were Christopher's men, Night Wing's subordinates. They were rushing over after receiving the distress signal. Although it looked like eternity to Abbey, it was only 30 minutes from when Night Wing send the signal. However, the response time was still slow by their standards. But there was nothing they could do. Getting their hands on resources in a foreign land was not easy. They quickly performed first aid as they set the course for the best hospital in the coun

“Dring…. Ring….Dring…” The phone kept ringing. “Hello” Christopher picked up the call with knitted brows. “Chris, where are you?” Mark’s deep voice came from the other end; The worry laced within was not hard to detect. “I just got back to Mossel Bay.” Christopher paused before asking “What happened eldest brother?” “That….” Mark didn’t know what to say. All the women in the family, including his mother, their wives and sisters were looking anxiously at him. “Chris, hold on.” Mark turned to his family that staring at him holding their breath “Mom, he is fine. He just got back from a work trip. I will go next door and discuss the Treger Merger with him since I have got the bugger on call.” Mark laughed lightly as he tried to ease the tension that was filling up in the room. “So, you’re saying he is fine?” Elizabeth asked with weepy eyes. “Um” Mark nodded reassuringly “Mom, do you want to talk to him?” “No… no… what’s there to talk?” Elizabeth waved her hands and added “Tell him

Once Eva entered her car, gone was the ‘loving, worried aunt’ expression instead it was filled with viciousness. She was also surprised that her niece who was usually very obedient could think of something like this. She called her brother as she drove to the police station and updated him on the turn of events before hanging up. Eva reached the station earlier than her brother, but she didn’t want to go in. She thought that it was better to give Amanda a lasting memory so that she would be more obedient next time. Eva sat in the car contemplating the everything that happened since morning. She had never seen Mark so furious. He was always calm and collected. Her brows knitted as she thought of an oddity; The Walters were all very protective of their own and Darcy was the most hot-headed. Her frown deepened as she remembered how he barely spoke a word. Once she hit upon a problem, she started to re-analyse the turn of events over and over in her head, but there was nothing out of the