All Chapters of A Night with Mr. Stranger : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

SOPHIA'S POV Mother continued staring at the woman for a few more seconds before finally speaking again.“I have actually been wanting to say it since,” she admitted slowly. “You look familiar the moment I saw you, but I did not want to speak too quickly in case I was mistaken.”The woman…Ohhh, we know her name now, Patricia, wiped her tears quietly while listening.“Yes, I know you, Patricia Stubbs,” Mum continued “Your father was very influential back then, so almost everybody in Glasgow knew the Stubbs family.”“We attended the same university years ago. The University of Edinburgh. We were not close friends, but we were course mates.”The infirmary became silent again.“And…” She paused briefly, as though trying to gather old memories together. “Everybody knew you were dating Chris Clark then.”At the mention of the name, The Patricia lowered her eyes emotionally.“Chris was also friends with my husband, David Graham,” Debra added softly. “They were quite close back then.”Damon

DAMON'S POVDonald’s decision to return to school was still fresh in my mind.I loved the fact that he didn't want to be referred to as a secondary school dropout, or more accurately, someone who never got the chance to finish his final year in secondary education after everything that happened.In Scotland, we call it “secondary school,” and his level is what we refer to as S6, a final year before university preparation.I did everything I could to fix that part of his life. I spoke with the headteacher of a prestigious secondary school in Glasgow, who agreed to consider his admission under special circumstances, especially after I explained everything privately.Donald was placed in his final year again, with academic support, so he could complete his Scottish Qualifications Certificate (SQC) properly and qualify for university entry afterward.Over the next week, things slowly began to change. Donald started attending school properly. And every morning, he complained about one thin

DAMON'S POVAfter Sophia's last words the other day, “Let's find out more then.” I took it upon myself to visit Chris Clark in his company.Edinburgh is only a few hours away from Glasgow, but somehow the drive felt longer. I gripped the steering wheel tightly as I drove into the city.By the time I arrived at the company building, it was already afternoon.I parked my car before walking inside calmly.Immediately, I approached the receptionist desk. “Good afternoon,” I said politely. “I am here to see Mr. Chris Clark.”The receptionist offered an apologetic smile. “I am sorry, sir, but do you have an appointment with the CEO?”“No, I do not.”“I am really sorry then,” she replied professionally. “Mr. Clark does not see visitors without appointments.”I nodded slightly. But, I was not offended. She was only doing her job.Just as I was about replying, a voice suddenly called from behind me. “Mr. Graham?”I turned around slowly to see a middle-aged man in a suit stared at me with widen

DAMON'S POVIt has been five days since Donald was buried. Yet the mansion still felt unbearably empty without him.Sometimes, I still expect to hear his loud voice arguing with the children for teasing him. But every time silence answered instead, reality hit me all over again.I sat quietly in my study, staring blankly at the untouched documents on my desk. I had not stepped foot into the office since the accident just because I could not.Every time I tried gathering the strength to return to normal life, the image of Donald lying lifeless inside that coffin would rush back into my head. And it destroyed me all over again.A soft knock came on the door before Sophia walked in slowly. “You still have not eaten anything,” she said gently.I sighed tiredly and rubbed my forehead. “I am not hungry.”That is becoming my regular response these days.Sophia walked toward me quietly before placing her hand softly on my shoulder. “You cannot continue like this, Damon.”I closed my eyes brie

SOPHIA'S POVI used to think betrayal only hurt when it came from enemies. But now, sitting inside the courtroom beside Damon and Mom, I realized that betrayal from someone you trust was far more painful.Because, betrayal shatters something deeper than anger. It shatters belief.Damon was not only grieving Donald's death.He was also grieving the fact that the person responsible for it was Leo. The man who had stood beside him for years.Even I still found it difficult to believe. Ever since the first day I stepped into Graham Group and into Damon's life, Leo had always treated me with respect. He is supportive, helpful, and protective even. Never once did I imagine that such darkness was hiding inside him.The courtroom felt unbearably silent despite the voices echoing around. Ethan and Leo sat at the defendants' side, both wearing prison uniforms.But unlike Ethan, who looked frightened and broken, Leo remained expressionless.I slowly turned toward Damon whose eyes were fixed comp