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They don't sleep over except for my maid. "Ma, do you want anything?" "Not at all, I can take care of myself." "Goodnight ma'am." I nodded my head. I climbed the first stair and came down. I don't think I want to climb to my room. I got out the remote from the television stand box and switched on the television. I sat down on the sofa, poured some quantity of the content in the cup and took a sip. The first thing I saw was the headline. Damien Flores in a hot scandal: President Flores and his daughter in-law are said to be in a coma.

sorry pretty boy, I can't do that" then everything went black. :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Florest POV Shit, I must have fallen asleep. Why did I fall, I groaned inwardly I was just supposed to fake faint for a little while. i guess I was really tired for me to sleep in the process. Breathing tentatively, I don't want anyone to know I'm awake. I opened my eyes in slits to see what's going on, she saw two females talking at the other side of the room, they are wearing white labcoat so she can assume they are doctors.

My mum said reproachfully, "I heard that Joy. You know it's only to help her grow. She needs to own up to her mistakes." "That's what's wrong, it's not her mistake! Arguing is pointless--- " I was cut off when the nurse followed by two cops entered the room briskly. I straightened my back and mum took a protective stance in front of me, Gemma shrinking into a corner. "What happened?" my mum asked guardedly. The brown moustache cop spoke, "It's nothing much ma'am, we only need to ask a few questions regarding Logan Kellerman. It comes to our notice that Joy Jones ran away with him--- "

That way, Jocelyn didn't have to act sweet in front of Shawn. "Clever boy," Jocelyn praised. When Jocelyn still did not see the expression on Shawn's face, Jocelyn stepped closer to Shawn. "I'm Jocelyn Andrea. The family side from the two victims whose cars you hit that night, causing one of them to lose his life."

Jocelyn finally listened to my advice and told her mother about Lucia. It had been a long time since I had last been here. The last time I had come here for a visit, and that was the first day I had come here. Jocelyn and Zion had ambushed me at the parking lot and had set me on fire. I had appeared at their house that night, and Jocelyn had been trembling at the door.

Flores, stand on the other side of the bed, their faces etched with grief and exhaustion. Mrs. Flores begins, her voice quivering with emotion. "Though she miraculously survives her fall, her fall left her with severe injuries, both to her body and her brain. She's been paralyzed, and her mind is trapped in a state of oblivion. The doctors are not optimistic about her chances of recovery."

I like to get everything done for the next day as soon as possible. Jocelyn flew into my room historically, throwing papers at me. “What is this?” she said tears streaming down her face. Her reaction confirmed the results. But I bent down to look. Positive “Jocie, let me explain” I said desperately She sunk down on my bed “Mom, what the hell has been going on. Did you leave dad for Jason. How can I trust those results are true?” I looked at her, realising that I may have to share history with her that I never thought I would have to share.

I turned to the Asian lady. "It's Baek Chin Ju." She corrected me. "You can call me Chin Ju please." "Oh sorry. Chin Ju." I walked to her, and stood in her front. "Well, do you have an idea if any of Mrs Flores' stuff got missing? Like, someone can't attack her without taking something from her, right?" She thought for a while, and shook her head. "I don't think so. None of her things got missing. Not even her money." She told me.

Jocelyn immersed herself in her work and didn't talk much, only speaking to Kiki when necessary and to customers, of course. Jocelyn was relieved when there was a sudden influx of customers, men buying last minute gifts for their wives, and women buying gifts for their husbands and teenage daughters. As she worked, she tried her best to push thoughts of Caden from her mind, but every time she looked around, the roses were staring her in the face, mocking her.

She asked, "Who are you looking for?" After all, having experienced two terrible incidents that caused harm, she became cautious towards strangers. It's better to be careful. The girl laughed and said, "I was the Flower Girl, and Mr. Keller has sent you flowers." "Wait a moment!" Joselyn sent a message to Brodie, "Did you give me flowers?" The other party quickly replied, "Yes, take it." Joselyn was particularly surprised, she opened the door and received the flowers, then signed her name.

I heard she made a scene at the station, begging them to call me. The second the line connected, she was already crying. "Finley, save me. Please, save me! I've been set up! You know how I've worked all these years—I'd never hurt a patient! Was it you? Did you do this? Finley, we were married. You can't be this heartless!" I couldn't even follow her logic. But I'd known Jocelyn long enough—she took her work seriously. No way she'd tank her own career for a little money.

Professor Jones says, and I bite the inside of my cheek as I offer a small smile. “Do you two know each other?” Jagger asks, and Professor Jones nods with a small smile as his eyes move from me to Jagger. He is adding two plus two. “Miss Flores here is one of my best students. She has a bright future ahead of her, and I was hoping she wouldn’t be corrupted by people like you or Cornelius,” Professor Jones says, and I watch as Jagger leans forward on the chair and stands up. Both men stand face to face, and Professor Jones takes a step back as if he can feel the danger.

“Jocelyn…White!” He placed his emphasis on “Jocelyn”. Jocelyn immediately nodded and said, “That’s me!” Skyler ignored her and fixed his gaze on that photo while he pondered upon it. Jocelyn White is a designer from Oasis Jewelry. She is the girlfriend of the CEO of Oasis Jewelry, Howard Jung. She designed a jewelry piece that sold well overseas. However, she did not produce any work in these two years. Was this considered...the death of a genius? However, among the people related to Jocelyn, her stepsister, Lily White, had won grand prizes several times in these couple of years. Yesterday, she had just won first place in the municipal jewelry competition.

Flores's forehead, and mouthed, "Boom—" Once everyone exited the room, Mr. Flores knelt on the carpet. He knew he was finished. Not only did he lose his position as a shareholder in the Nelson Family Group, but he estimated he couldn't even save his own life. And his death would ultimately be pinned on Lillian. Mr. Flores shivered uncontrollably. He had never felt such regret. He shouldn't have provoked that devil... he really was a devil... No one could escape his watchful gaze, no one could escape his... judgment!

Hazel didn't open her mouth, and she heard Caroline then shout, "Who needs to be saved by this bitch? Hazel, we will die here, and I will not let you benefit from it! I want my son to see what the hell are you doing to us..." Hazel's eyes were dark, and the Flores family was planning to tell the entire world who they were. *** In Joshua’s presidential office, Joshua is holding a mobile phone, asking some unbelievable questions, "What did you say? The Flores family went to Joshua-Hazel Pictures to make trouble? Hazel was going there because of this incident? She also went to the police station to save them?” "...Yes." Jaxson is also a bit embarrassed. "What is this all about?" Joshua was agitated, and he tapped his fingers on his desk. He was bewildered. "Hazel and the Flores family have no relationship. How can they know each other?"

She wiped it with the back of her hand, then raised herself to seat, crossed legs. She was sad that her teacher and friend had to die into the same waves she claimed could never hurt one. Jocelyn had dropped surfing ever since the death and had resolved not to ever set her feet into this beach. However, that morning proved the fact that nature had its way of doing things.

She doesn't seem to understand the attitude he makes. She sighed due to the irritable feeling she feels. "Argh! Why does he act as if he cares for me and why does he makes me feel like as if I'm nothing!" she whispered unto herself. Grace meant about JL, the man of her dreams. She met JL Cortez on social media. JL's appearance is five feet and nine inches tall and he has Chinese-like eyes but in Grace's eyes, he's masculine, especially he looks like Daniel Padilla, a Filipino Actor in the Philippines. He's kind, a young lad who helps household chores, that's why he knows how to cook, he helps his parents' on their business, he takes care of his siblings.

Flores rushed onto the stage, shouting in disbelief. "This is impossible! There must be a mistake! That acceptance letter belongs to my daughter, Megan!" "The one admitted to Horvarte should be my Jessica!" Just then, a delivery driver in a blue uniform stepped forward and called out, "Jessica Miller and Megan Flores, your acceptance letters have arrived."

Jocelyn: "Not yet. The research project here isn't finished, so I can't go back just yet." Gloria, feeling uneasy, asked again, "Are you really not being wronged?" "Truly, no." Jocelyn's voice cracked slightly. "Mom, I just feel so useless. I can't swim, my figure isn't good, and I'm not even cute." Gloria's heart sank. It was clear Jocelyn had been wronged at the Fords. Most likely, Killian had said something to hurt her. That dog of a man, what terrible taste!

Flora declared and extended her hand to give Jenny her permit ID. "Thanks," she muttered, pouting her face before turning on her heels to leave. "Hold on," Flora called out and sighed before saying," He isn't from here; he is based in California; he is a father of one and has a pending divorce case with his wife." "Wow! I know there was something so off about that guy, shit!" Jenny cursed, feeling low in spirit at the information. "Thanks sis." She whispered and walked away. _____&______