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Maya opened the door to her apartment and immediately froze when saw olive's face. The look on Olive's face was enough to make her worry.Maya glanced outside as though expecting to see someone. When she saw no sleek car or familiar figure nearby, she quickly closed the door and turned back to her friend.“You didn't come with your guard today, Olive, and I'm honestly surprised. I was beginning to think that man followed you everywhere because I could barely remember the last time I saw you without him lurking somewhere nearby.”Olive dropped her handbag onto the couch and sank into the nearest chair.“I didn't ask him to follow me, Maya. Besides, I have enough things on my mind right now without worrying about whether someone is watching my every movement.”Maya studied her face.The dullness in Olive's eyes was impossible to miss.“Girl, that mansion must really be giving you a hard time because you don't look like yourself anymore. You were happier even when you were working at the

The race was supposed to begin in five minutes.Maya had been talking about it for almost an hour, but Olive still wasn't convinced that spending her evening surrounded by screaming spectators and the deafening roar of motorcycle engines was a good way to clear her head.She sat beside Maya behind the safety barrier, her arms folded loosely across her chest as she watched the riders move around the track.Everything was loud.Engines growled every few seconds, people shouted across the barriers, music played somewhere behind them, and the smell of fuel hung heavily in the air.Olive frowned slightly.She had already decided she hated the place.Still, she reminded herself that Maya had brought her here because she needed a distraction, and perhaps that was exactly what she needed.Anything was better than sitting alone in Isabella's mansion and thinking about everything that had happened.She glanced at Maya.Maya looked completely comfortable, at least that's what olive saw, her atte

The house had been unusually quiet since the night Ethan disappeared, and the silence only seemed to make Isabella’s thoughts louder.By six in the morning, she was already awake.She sat alone on the terrace Infront of the mansion with a glass of untouched water between her hands, staring across the quiet compound as the cold morning air brushed against her skin. It was not winter yet, but there was something different in the air. The mornings had begun to grow colder, the wind sharper, and the trees had started losing the first few stubborn leaves that clung to their branches.Tomorrow was the fertility test.The thought had followed Isabella everywhere for the past two days.She had barely slept.What if Desmond found out? What if the new test confirmed what Genevieve had claimed? What if Desmond discovered that the problem had never been Genevieve?And worse, what if he grows to hat his own mother when she had done it all for him?Isabella pressed her fingers against her temple an

Genevieve pushed open the apartment door and stepped inside.Before she could take another step, Aunt Grace appeared from the living room and immediately looked at her with concern.“You're back earlier than I expected. How did everything go at the hospital? How was the test?”Genevieve dropped her handbag onto the centre table in the living room and nodded.“It went well. The tests were done, and the doctor said the results should be ready in a few days. For now, there isn't anything else I can do except wait.”Grace released a small breath of relief.“At least that's something. I was worried you might come back upset seeing him again after everything that has happened.”Genevieve gave her a faint smile telling her she will be fine. Grace studied her for a moment before speaking again.“I saw Desmond bring you back.”Genevieve's expression changed slightly.“I was standing near the window when his car stopped outside. He waited until you went inside before he drove away.”Genevieve f

Genevieve stepped out of the building and stopped on the pavement. Only then did she realize she had been holding her breath. She slowly let it out, watching her shoulders drop as the tension that had gathered in them finally loosened. For a few seconds, she simply stood there, staring at the street ahead of her while the sounds of passing cars and distant conversations blended into the background. She could hardly believe what she had just done. She had stood in front of Victor's representative and spoken her mind. She had refused to be intimidated, refused to beg, and, for once, refused to let fear make her decisions for her. Genevieve didn't even know where the courage had come from. Maybe she had simply reached the point where she was tired of being afraid. She folded her arms across her chest and took another breath. She hoped it would work. She hoped that after everything she had said, they would finally leave her and her aunt alone. If they wanted her aunt's hous