Semua Bab ALMS TO LOVE: Bab 211 - Bab 216

The minutes ticked by, long and suffocating, like shadows of endless darkness. Helen sat huddled at the back corner of the cell against cold concrete. Her breathing was the only gauge of time, the only thing anchoring her to sanity. No visitors to feel guilt, sorrow, or anger toward anymore; no more confrontations, no more promises of deliverance. Nothing but silence. And in that utter silence, the echo of Jamaica's words."It's never too late to change, Helen. But you have to want to." But what if she didn’t want to? What if, deep down, she knew the life she had fought for, clawed her way toward, was a lie? That everything she had built up in her name, everything she had destroyed for control and power, was an illusion? She shut her eyes, trying to push the thoughts away, but they lanced her brain like thorns, digging deeper with each passing second. The faces swam before her mind's eye-Charles, Fiona, Jamaica, Candy. Memories of their pain, their betrayal, their hate. But most damag

The news program sprang to life on the huge smart flat-screen TV in the living room of the Billion family home, illuminating the room with a blue light. The normal hum of the news anchor’s voice filled the room, but there was a strange quality to the program,an undertone of urgency, of something ominous.“Breaking news tonight,” the voice of the anchor resonated, smooth yet tinged with an element of incredulity. “Helen Drams, the known criminal mastermind, has been declared dead in her prison cell at the Makati District Jail. Police reports have yet to determine the official reason behind the demise of the woman, known to have been charged with multiple counts of murder, along with other serious offenses, and was alone at the time of the incident. Initial reports suggest no traces of forced entry or struggle, yet a red alert has been sounded to alert anyone involved in this sudden twist of events.”The television switched to images from the prison. The lens focused on the barred windo

Fiona raised an eyebrow at the mention of durian. She had always been cautious around the fruit due to its strong aroma, but she couldn’t deny the gesture. Valeria had always known how to bring joy, even in the simplest ways.“You didn’t have to do that,” Fiona replied, her tone playful but genuinely appreciative. “But I’m sure Liza and Candy will love it.”The scent of durian began to fill the air, and Fiona’s nose scrunched up in reflex. She’d never been a fan of the fruit, but she couldn’t deny its significance to Valeria durian was a Davao specialty, a treat that carried memories of her childhood. And knowing Valeria’s thoughtful nature, it was clear this was more than just a gift. It was a piece of her world she was sharing with them.Valeria chuckled as she watched Fiona’s nose wrinkle. “You never could handle durian,” she teased. “But don’t worry, I also brough