Christopher had just finished with one of his usual disgusting session with Amber and was lying on the bed when he got a message. He unwrapped his arms from around Amber's sleeping body, turned over and reached for the device charging on his side table.Subtle sun light bounced on the screen of his phone, peaking through cracks of the window's blinds.The male picked up his phone and checked the message. He clicked on it and read through it.[Job done. I'll be expecting payment soon.]The words were simple and plain yet Christopher knew what it meant.He had planted a temporary spy in Roxanne's company just a few days ago and it was him who planted the box of Photo in Roxanne's office when she wasn't around.The side of his lips curved up into a leering smirk, making the male look more detestable despite his handsome features.The time for punishing those traitors have come. He thought, his mind momentarily going back to the moment he had learnt Lance was the one Roxanne was having an

Just as Roxanne finished her talk with Grace, she stepped out of the study and immediately ran into Christopher who was making his way towards the study and beside him was Amber.They had both been holding hands but the moment they spotted her, Amber was quick to slip her hand out of Christopher's hold. However Roxanne had seen this and clicked her tongue in disgust."You both really do suit each other. Forgive me for not approving of you both in the past, the shock that came with the slight betrayal had blinded me for a moment, making it hard to see that trash truly belongs with trash." Roxanne said, her lips pulling into a satisfactory grin as both Amber and Christopher began to turn red."What did you say!?" Christopher snapped, eyes blazing furiously."What? Did I say something wrong or untrue?" Roxanne replied in a challenging tone, staring him down as her words served to anger him further. "Ah, from both of your reaction I guess I hit the nail on the head." She scoffed. "How pat

Roxanne felt her body being pulled into one of the many rooms of the huge Laurent Mansion. Her back hit the wall just as the door slammed close beside her."Ouch! What the..." Her words came to a halt as Lance's face suddenly appeared in front of her.How did he get here?! No, more importantly What was he doing here?! She could hear the thumping of her own heartbeat ringing in her ears."You..." Roxanne began, pointing the tip of her finger in Lance's direction. "What are you doing here?""Am I not welcomed in my own house, anymore?" Lance asked causally, almost ignoring the fact that they had had an argument less than three hours ago.But that wasn't the case for Roxanne. The moment she remembered the words he had said about her parents and how he had undermined her just a few hours ago, Roxanne swung his hand off her shoulder."Hands off." She retaliated harshly. "And don't think you can be all friendly and buddy buddy after all that happened."Lance stared at her with an expression

Silence engulfed the entire room after Roxanne's question. It didn't take her long to realize that she had touched a subject that was meant to be untouched.But she could no longer back down. Now she knew that it was all or none, so, straightening her shoulders and carrying her head high, she asked once more."My parents, you knew them?"Henry glanced away from her momentarily and cleared his throat. "Yeah, your parents... They worked on a project with me for a while. It was brief so I had only just realized that you were their daughter."What obvious lies, Roxanne thought as she effortlessly saw through the elderly mans' lies. He was hiding something else, she was sure of that.And what project is he talking about? Was it perhaps the project labelled Cypher in her father's journal? She could not be sure, but Henry and the Cube family seemed to have more clues and evidence she needed to start deciphering the mystery behind her parents death that had recently been brought to light.The

Roxanne couldn't remember when it had happened.Sometime during her summer break years ago. She and her parents had gone on a picnic situated in the lush greens of one of their many picnic spots. They had eaten all of the delicious foods, talked to their hearts content and then moved onto games.Roxanne's favorite yet worse part. It was her favorite part because it was all fun and games and her worse because for some reason she couldn't ever seem to beat her parents at each and every game.Just like the usual times, Roxanne sighed out in defeat, allowing her lips form a pout as defeat sank in."No fair." She protested while looking at the peice of crumbled bricks. "You and mom know how to play this way more than me. You're older!" She added in.Both her parent's chuckled. "Come on, Roxy, since when does age determine the amount of luck you have in life?" Her mother said with a warm smile in her lips.Roxanne folded her arms and huffed out. "It should, mom. Everyone knows it, older peo