Lahat ng Kabanata ng His Book club : Kabanata 161 - Kabanata 170

Arian's pov As I exited the room, I scanned the hospital hallway for Andy, but he was nowhere to be found. I asked some nurses, but no one seemed to know where he went. It wasn't until I stepped out of the hospital that I finally spotted him, engaged in a conversation with Mr. Kim. How did Mr Kim get here? A surge of fear ran through me as I asked myself the question. I hastened my pace, trying not to draw attention to myself as I approached them. I slowed down just before reaching them, trying to blend in and listen in on their conversation.“Just help us,” I heard Andy say as I reached them. “You don't know how hard it is for me, Andrew. I never wanted this life for myself,” Mr Kim said in a hushed tone.Now, they already noticed me but they didn't stop talking. Mr Kim was not comfortable with my presence but Andy didn't mind. “I was once like you, in Karl's claws. I thought I won't survive if I go against him. I had to run away. I lived like a dead man for over fifteen years.

Arian's pov I wasn't even done talking before sirens rang in my ears. I knew Karl had it too. For the first time in a long time, I was relieved to hear the sound but Karl wasn't even close to being relieved. I barely had time to think before Karl threw the gun into my hands.“What the…?” I started, but Karl cut me off.“I guess this is how everything is going to end,” His eyes burned into mine with cruelty.Before I could react, the door burst open and the police stormed inside. Their guns drawn forward, their sharp voices filling the room. “All hands up in the air!”I didn't even know what surprised me the most between the presence of police at the perfect timing, the gun Karl threw into my hands, or his cooked up story when the police entered.“Officers!” he shouted, pointing at me with a look of perfect, fake horror. “Thank God you arrived on time to save me. He was about to shoot me! Look at him! The gun’s in his hand… he’s dangerous!”I froze, shocked to hear the bastard cooked

Monica's povI never for once thought it would end like this. At the beginning, when I accepted my life as Karl's wife, I also accepted that I would die keeping his secrets. It never for once crossed my mind that one day, I would be sitting in an interrogation room, ready to tell someone else about my miserable marriage. The commissioner sat across from me, his pen poised over his notebook, his eyes looking everywhere except my face. He's a friend of my family and sometimes shares wine with my husband. Intentionally, I told him to take the case to test his honesty at work. I've heard news about him being clean and all. But everyone seems clean until you dig into their dirty secret. “You can start now, commissioner,” I said softly, trying to hide the whirlwind of emotions in me. “Mrs. Palmer,” he began. “I need to ask you some difficult questions. I know this wouldn't be easy, but what you share could be very important for this case, for you, for your son, and for justice. Do you u

Mr Kim's povWhen I met Karl, I thought my life would take a 180 degree turn for the better. But I was wrong. My life turned upside down and I found myself in a completely different place. I gave up everything to be loyal to him. I thought if I continued, one day, he would get tired and let me go. I was wrong with that thought because as each year passed, his obsession with me became worse. I'm not going to lie, but they were good parts of the relationship. He spent money on me. He helped me with my mother. He bought me gifts regularly and he made sure I never lacked. I never knew those gestures were his way of buying me forever. He thought he had used those gifts to chain me to him. He thought he could continue to use my mother as leverage. Well, he thought wrong. This time, his plan wasn't going to work anymore. A knew blood had taken over the empire and this successor is ready to wipe out anything or anyone that belonged to Karl Palmer. My chest was rising and falling fast as

Arian's pov The room was quieter than I expected. Just a table, two chairs occupied by me and the commissioner, and his pen tapping lightly against his notepad. I sat down, trying to steady myself for the questioning. After everything that had happened, after Karl’s downfall and George’s arrest, I wanted this moment to count.The commissioner leaned forward, his eyes kind but probing. “Arian, thank you for coming in today. We've been trying to reach you first but you've been busy.”I nodded, forcing a smile. “I'm aware that you’ve been through a lot, and I don’t intend to make this harder than it needs to be. But we need your statement. You can start wherever you feel comfortable.”I nodded, my fingers lacing together tightly. “I’ll start with something important, something I don’t want people to misunderstand.”“What is it?” he asked.“Whatever Karl Palmer has done, whatever crime he has committed, let's not forget that his businesses… His company feeds a lot of people. Hundreds o