Semua Bab The billionaire’s captive : Bab 51 - Bab 60

The night before Sophia's departure was an emotional whirlwind. She visited Maya, her warmth and love radiating like a beacon in the darkness. Though Sophia struggled to find the right words, her conversation with Maya sparked joy in the older woman's eyes. The highlight of their encounter came when Sophia affectionately referred to Maya as "Mother," a term that filled Maya's heart with delight.As Sophia shared her travel plans with Maya, the excitement was evident. Maya beamed with pride, her eyes shining with happiness for Sophia's new adventure. The warmth of the moment was further amplified when Sophia's father arrived, uniting them as a family. For a fleeting instant, Sophia wavered, she questioned her decision on leaving the country being tested by the comfort and love that surrounded her.In the evening, Sophia hugged her parent as she heads home.She opted for a public bus ride home, due to her recent encounter with kidnappers leaving her wary of driving alone. As the bus

Ava walked into the house, a warm smile on her face as she greeted Marcus. "Good evening," she said, her voice cheerful. Marcus replied with a simple "Hey," his tone neutral. Paul, sensing Marcus's presence, looked up and chuckled, his eyes lighting up with excitement. The time he had spent with Marcus had clearly made an impact, and now he affectionately called him "Dada." As Ava began preparing breakfast, Marcus's mind wandered back to the discovery of the drug. He had been fighting the urge to confront Ava about it, scared to face the reality that she might not be entirely truthful with him. His doubts were growing, and he couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. As Ava continued cooking, Marcus's eyes drifted between her and Paul, searching for any signs of deception or clues that might reveal the truth. There was silence in the room with Marcus's unspoken questions hanging in the air. Ava seemed to not notice the tension, humming a tune as she worked on breakfas

For the past few days, Marcus had been extremely cautious about what he ate, always making sure that Ava unknowingly of his intentions, consumes every food or drink she prepared before he did. He would carefully observe her reactions, searching for any signs of poisoning or adverse effects.At breakfast, Marcus would casually push a plate of toast or fruit towards Ava, saying "Help yourself" or "Try some, it's delicious." Ava, unaware of Marcus's suspicions, would happily take a bite or sip, giving Marcus a chance to gauge her reaction.If Ava seemed fine after eating or drinking something, Marcus would then consume it himself, feeling slightly more confident that it was safe. He repeated this pattern with various foods and drinks, always keeping a close eye on Ava's behavior.Ava noticed that Marcus seemed a bit distant and preoccupied, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what was bothering him. She attributed it to his ongoing memory issues and the stress of adjusting to hi

As Sophia and the other two new members entered the conference room for the scheduled meeting, they were met with a surprise that would make their day unforgettable. The room was transformed into a vibrant celebration zone, completely decorated with balloons and a stunning banner that read, "Welcome to Ruby World of Art, We Love You!" Sophia's eyes widened in delight as she took in the festive atmosphere, her face lighting up with joy. She was completely caught off guard, and the surprise was evident in her expression. The team members warmly welcomed the new recruits, showering them with bouquets of fresh flowers. Sophia couldn't help but feel touched by the thoughtful gesture. As she accepted her bouquet, she was surrounded by colleagues eager to get to know her better. The air was filled with laughter and conversation, creating a sense of happiness that made Sophia feel instantly at home. In the midst of the celebration, Sophia took a moment to capture the memory. She snapped

Marcus's eyes snapped open, and he sat up from the bed where he was laying, his heart racing like a jack rabbit from the vivid dream he just had. He rubbed his temples, trying to shake off the lingering emotions. In the dream, he was carrying a woman out of a burning building, her body limp in his arms. He hadn't seen her face, but his emotions had been intense, driven by a deep sense of love and concern. The dream's vivid imagery still lingered, and he could almost feel the intense heat of the flames engulfing him. Sweat dripped down his face, stinging his eyes. He rubbed his temples, trying to shake off the lingering fear. As he swung his legs over the side of the bed, Ava stirred beside him. "Marcus, what's wrong?" she asked, her voice laced with concern. Marcus hesitated, unsure how much to reveal. "Just a bad dream," he muttered, trying to brush it off. Ava sat up and wrapped her arms around him. "Tell me about it," she coaxed, her voice soft. Marcus sighed, feeling