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A shadow flickered across Eric's eyes—dark, unreadable. I didn't press. Later, I found out the truth anyway. Even though the Hendersons had been sent to prison, they didn't walk in with a single inch of unmarked skin. Joseph's men had made sure of that. The next day, the whole story broke. Brenda's little self-directed performance went viral for all the wrong reasons. The internet tore her apart—calling her a monster, saying she had no bottom, that she'd fake a tragedy just for clout.

The only difference now was that he didn’t feel like punching the guy in the guts anymore. “I think something is wrong. It’s unlike her to go off like that on her own, or not come back to the twins. I’ll keep trying her number, and if I find anything I’ll let you know.” Trevor had said. They’d hung up just as the conference started. He went through what he was supposed to discuss with the PR team. They were to announce that the engagement between him and Mirabel had broken off and that the kids were not his. They were trying to bring back his good public image.

"No, it's fine. Goodnight Trevor." "Goodnight Val." He went back to his office and I head back to the changing room. I can't help wondering what was Tyler doing here? Did he broke his car? But if his car broke, he should bring his car to the auto shop not talk to Trevor. Trevor did said he was a special customer. What's going on? I don't understand. Is Trevor hiding something? Sighing, I made my way to the bus stop waiting for the bus to arrive.

I nod, getting her to continue. "Well, it turns out that Heather's husband and Trevor went to college together. Apparently, they're buddies," she says, making both of us gasp in shock. This was obviously too coincidental. "Yeah, and, I've heard rumors that her husband is close to bankruptcy. He used the money he had left to free Trevor from jail, except he wasn't expecting the guards he paid off to get caught. And they did!" she says, making my heart race as I gasp in shock.

Just stepped back from the podium and found Avalon’s eyes across the room. He was looking at her the way he looked at her when something got through. The unguarded version with his father’s laugh on his face. The Hendersons found them. Richard Henderson was sixty something. Old San Francisco money with the confidence of a man who had never been in a room where he didn’t belong and had stopped noticing that privilege decades ago. He shook Avalon’s hand and the turned to Selene. He thought it was really something. The question part was what caught his attention. But whose question was it to begin with, he wondered.

insinuate that he was negligent. A piece of breaking news hit the headlines on the third day. It was a scandal about "Trevor," not about "Cedrick." In a video, Trevor and several burly tattooed men gathered together to take a kind of white powder in a hidden private room. The video was shot secretly, as it was not very clear. After Trevor left the mercenary group, he did not work in his family's company, but opened a private club. He also engaged in logistics, transportation, and fireworks.

He lowered his voice and continued his report, "Henderson Group was found to have been involved in minor tax evasion and got off on a huge fine worth tens of millions. They've been allowed to resume operations. "Mr. Henderson has been released on bail as well, but I put a stop to it. Mr. Mayer's the one pulling the strings. From the looks of it, he's set on butting heads with us." Eyes darkening, James drawled, "Call the courthouse and have them move Marvin's case forward for an earlier hearing." After Wendell left, James leaned into the couch and typed, deleted, then retyped his reply to Beverly's text. It took a while before he sent it.

Miller screamed, rushing into the room with his hands raised. Lila gasped, covering her mouth. The person pinned beneath Adrian’s crushing weight wasn't an intruder, it was the head of their own elite inner-perimeter security detail. Henderson was gasping for air, his uniform torn, a thick strip of heavy tactical tape hanging loosely from his bleeding jaw where he had frantically ripped it off. "Sir..." Henderson wheezed, his eyes wide with terror as he stared up at the lethal, unblinking glare of his boss. "Bypassed... she bypassed the terminal. Used a family clearance code. I didn't verify... I didn't think..."

Henderson asked Vonn “ Are you sure about this Vonn? What if tito will found out about this and about Khlea’s past?” “ Don’t worry Henderson papa will never find out about this.” “ Okay, you said it. It’s up to you. But you know dude, something has changed into you huh! As far as I know, it’s hard for you to trust others. But with Khlea hmmm..” he said with a teasing in his voice. But Vonn just laughed at him. They stopped chatting when they saw Khlea approaching near them