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his cold voice sounded as she watched her trembling body. “I… I found Madam’s diary in the middle of the couches in the lounge room. I hid it knowing you might find it useful.” Ted's eyes narrowed, his interest piqued. “Where is it?” he demanded, his voice still cold, but with a hint of urgency.

"I want silence." "Yes, boss." "Is there anything you would've like me to do for you before I leave?" Priya asked as she dropped my briefcase on the desk. "No." "Alright, sir. Have a good night rest." Her heels clicked against the tiles as she walked away. I found the hidden compartment by feeling more than sight, and I took a deep breath as I reached into it. The photograph was worn and soft at the edges, corners rounded from nine years of handling, one small crease running through the middle where I'd folded it once in a fit of anger. Sandra, younger, laughing at something just outside the frame, sunlight caught gold in her hair, a version of her I hadn't let myself think about in longer t

Hades immediately got up and went to one of the controls to pull up the only footage of the woman they had - the one from the camera near the entrance where she happened to take off her covers. Once her face showed up on the monitor, Brahma became more relaxed and he looked quite... happy? Gaia and Hades looked at each other then at Brahma again. Suddenly, Brahma laughed out loud and held his stomach with his left hand as he tried to retrieve his phone with the other from one of his pockets. He entered a number and the person on the other line immediately answered the call. "Call off the search. It's Neith." When the two other people in the room heard the name, something in their minds immed

Somewhere inside Lex’s mind, there was a click of a lock. Lex jerked on his chair, startling the brooding Byron. “Quick,” He said. “Find all you can on Hades.” Byron opened G****e. And input the keywords: HADES. “Done. If I may ask, what – ” “No, no, no. Cancel the search.” Byron was flabbergasted. He stopped the search. He watched Lex whose gaze was fixed on the pictures before him. He was an astonished look on his face.

he says and disappears into the bathroom. I stand rooted to the ground oblivious of my next move. “It’s the right time, go search for the pen-drive!” Zale orders. I hastily start searching in every corner of the room. The cupboards, the drawers, under the bed, under the carpets. Every single place. “I can’t find it” I sigh in defeat. “The blazer, Amara!” Zale guides. Running towards the abandoned blazer, I check its pockets. “Found it!” I show it to the camera set up in the room.

I rushed to my room and immediately headed for Agatha's painting room. I had not been here in a while. On the canvas she had last worked on was the painting of a forest and scribbled at the bottom of the painting were the words: _invenire me_ She was telling me to find her. I looked at the painting closely and discovered it was a map. I knew where Agnes was. Theo’s POV

When I was released early from prison for good behavior, my three sisters showed up to pick me up with a dog collar in hand. Vivian Bennett, my eldest sister, held it out to me and said calmly, "Put it on. Don't take it off until we make it home. Pass this final test, and you'll officially become a Bennett." Claire Bennett, my second sister, patted me on the shoulder and sighed. "You've suffered these past seven years. But you smell awful. Go home and take a really good shower before you sit down for dinner." Natalie Bennett, my third sister, looked me up and down, frowning. "When did you get so skinny? I guess the collar suits you now." Seven years ago, they said something similar. Luc

He searched everywhere he could find papers, but he didn't find the documents. He thought of asking his father's servants, but decided against it. They might report to him. After searching everywhere he thought it could be and didn't find it, he decided it would be somewhere else. Perhaps the reserved section of the library? He wasn't sure. Just when he wanted to leave, a thought came to him. He had searched all the likely places. What about the unlikely places? He then started another round of search. And after searching for a while, he finally found it under his father's pillow. He stole it and went away.

"But you're alive." "Thanks to you both." I looked at Sophia. "How did you find me?" "CCTV footage, plate numbers and some questionable contacts I've maintained despite trying to leave this life." She moved closer to the bed. "I haven't figured out who was behind it yet. But I'm working on it." "I know how to find them." I patted my pocket, feeling the scarred man's phone. "Got his phone before I left. It should have payment records and fommunication logs."

“Then the hard way it is, I’ll find out myself. And when I do, I promise you—every person involved will regret ever stepping foot in my home.” He turned and walked off, fury simmering beneath his skin. Searching for Proof Bryan entered Luna’s room at the mansion, ignoring the maids who lingered outside nervously. He tore the room apart. He checked drawers, trash bins, side tables, shelves, even under her bed. Nothing. Whoever did this covered their tracks well. He said as he was filled with anger. He hated not being able to control things around him. But as he stepped out of the room, something caught his eye.