บททั้งหมดของ Shadows of a lost heiress : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 26

It had just been over a week since M&G released their status quo-breaking design—a design flawlessly adorned and paraded by Anaïs. The success of the design had ultimately catapulted Anaïs into the global spotlight. Anaïs' fan base had grown rapidly in the past month but this new shoot was exactly what no one was expecting. Anaïs, a newcomer already gracing the global stage. It was unheard of. Fans and critics alike devoured every Anaïs story in the media. Anaïs Iluak was no longer just a rising star; she was the embodiment of success with just a few gigs under her belt, a model whose unprecedented rise defied all expectations.Early in the morning, just before the first light of the day, Anaïs was abruptly woken by the soft yet insistent knock of her midwife, Alara.Anaïs stirred, feeling too tired to get up. Still feeling under the weather she blinked sleepily as the midwife approached the bed corner. The pregnancy had started taking its toll. Thankfully, she had nothing much plan

Anaïs' disappearance had quickly erupted into a crisis behind the scenes. Though the public had not yet caught wind of it, the absence of a rising star like her had already started setting off alarms.Elen Clark, the renowned designer, had contacted the agency, his voice sharp with irritation.He had waited for Anaïs's arrival for longer than he intended.“Where is Ms Anaïs? She was supposed to be here an hour ago,” he asked as he got on a call with Mr Henry.Mr Henry had been surprised that Anaïs hadn't met with Elen Clark yet, but just then, his phone had buzzed again. It was Lucy.“Hello Lucy, why haven't ….” “Ms. Anaïs has been kidnapped,” Lucy started abruptly, cutting him off.The rest of his words found no voice as the reality of Lucy's words settled. Henry had wasted no time. He frantically made the necessary calls, his hands trembling as he reached out to every contact he had, every contact necessary. He had been rattled by the news but nothing rattled him more than the ca

The air in the room was charged with tension as reporters and media representatives crowded into the briefing room, their cameras flashing and microphones thrust forward, all eager to catch every word. In front of the room stood the Police Chief Reynord, his expression was grim as he took his position at the podium.Clearing his throat, he began, his voice firm and controlled.“This morning, we concluded the preliminary investigation into the kidnap of Ms Anaïs Iluak. Ms. Agnes, a model, was found to be the primary suspect in the recent kidnapping of Miss Anaïs. Unfortunately, Ms Agnes has been confirmed dead in the early hours of the day.Gasps rippled through the crowd.He paused to let the noise die down.The evidence confirms that she was fatally shot during the rescue operation. However, we believe that she was not working alone.” he continued.The murmurs in the crowd grew even further.“We have strong reasons to suspect that she had accomplices,” Chief Reynord continued, glanc