Flat Is Justice

On the day Yara Cullen was released from prison, it was raining. A chilly wind carried the drizzle, striking her as the media swarmed the prison gates. "Ms. Cullen, in the Crestwood Estate sexual assault case, your client lost the lawsuit and took her own life six months ago. Her mother is demanding accountability. Do you have anything to say?” "Ms. Cullen, your attorney's license has been revoked, and your mentor was forced to retire. What are your thoughts on this?" No matter how the reporters pressed, Yara kept her head down and pushed forward, forcing her way through the crowd. A black G-Wagon was parked by the roadside, where Westley Langston leaned against the car, smoking a cigarette. Beside him, Elena Cullen tugged at his arm. He turned, glancing toward the prison gates.

My grandfather is hit by a car, and his skull is shattered. I take the driver to court. That's when I find out my husband, Stuart Creed, who was supposedly abroad on a business trip, is suddenly at the hospital. He looks at me coldly and snaps, "Do you have any idea how important Maddy’s valedictorian announcement is? Her future can't be ruined by some car accident! Drop the case right now, or I'll cut off all your credit cards and have your grandfather kicked out of the VIP ward!" He slams the door and storms out. Before that, he snarls, "Come home when you agree. Until then, forget about calling yourself Mrs. Creed!" While I'm out desperately trying to gather money for my grandfather's surgery, a team of lawyers contacts me. Turns out the patent my grandfather once authorized to Creed Group has expired. And now, I'm the new legal owner.

A flicker of hope, a spark amidst the neon grime of New Shanghai. Anya, a slave to the Volkov Mafia, had long buried her emotions under layers of calloused defiance. Years of servitude had carved a burning desire for vengeance into her soul. Then, a whisper of rebellion arrived – a message smuggled in a package, hinting at a Volkov family secret. Anya's heart, long numbed, stuttered awake. This wasn't just a chance to escape; it was a weapon. A weapon to dismantle the empire that had stolen her life, her family, everything. But the path to freedom was a razor's edge. Fear gnawed at her, a constant companion in the Volkov's watchful gaze, their merciless enforcers lurking in every shadow. Yet, a flicker of something else bloomed – a strange, almost forgotten warmth, a sliver of the person she used to be. Could she trust it? As Anya navigated the labyrinth of lies and high-tech security, a deeper truth unfolded. This Volkov secret wasn't just about her escape; it was a key to exposing a far-reaching conspiracy, one that could reshape the city's criminal web. Suddenly, Anya's burning desire for revenge transformed. It wasn't just about herself anymore. It was about a sliver of justice, a chance to dismantle a system that preyed on the weak. But with this newfound purpose came a terrifying weight of responsibility. Was she strong enough to risk everything, to ignite a war she might not survive? The weight of human emotions – fear, anger, and a desperate yearning for freedom – threatened to suffocate her. The price of vengeance was steep, and Anya had to decide if she had the strength to pay it.

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Ariah is an aspiring journalist, who dreams to become successful in her chosen field just like her mother. But an unexpected turn of events led her to unravel the mystery that happened 30 years ago, the controversial Hacienda Vergara Massacre. Because of her innate curiosity, she started to solve every piece of the puzzle about the mystery that has been buried a long time ago but unknown to her, what she's about to discover will bring a tremendous onslaught on her and her mother's life. Would she still dare to make things right or would she just let things be buried like they used to be?

My daughter accidentally scratched my husband's young mistress's face with her nails. For that, my husband had her fingers chopped off. Covered in blood, she came home seeking help, only to be assaulted by an intruder. I called my husband, crying, but his mistress's sweet voice answered the phone. "Stop using these lowly tricks to get Jack's attention. All you're doing is making him sick!" I begged my husband to take my call, but all I got in return was a barrage of insults. "Nothing is more important than Yvonne's face! I'm busy taking her to the hospital! I don't have time for your drama!" Later, my daughter's organs were removed by the intruder. Even in death, she was still tightly holding onto the birthday gift she had prepared for her father. My husband, a top lawyer, personally defended the criminal who assaulted our daughter. He let that man walk away scot-free after what he had done. On the day he celebrated his birthday with all our relatives, he finally knew that our daughter had died. He completely lost his mind.

After my granddaughter is bullied by her classmates, the bully's family not only refuses to apologize but behaves arrogantly as well. Since they have connections in the city, the school doesn't dare intervene. I turn to the police, but they only urge me to let it go. The bully's family even boasted that they have people in the court, daring me to sue them. With every path to justice cut off, I have no choice but to take out the two Medals of Honor left behind after my son and daughter-in-law died in service, and kneel at the gates of the military compound. Six years ago, when the general personally delivered those medals to our home, he'd said, "Your son and daughter-in-law gave their lives for the country. They are heroes, martyrs, and the pride of our nation." But now, I want to ask him again. Why is it that when a martyr's daughter is bullied, no one protects her?

"I need you to smile, darling," Adrian whispers, his fingers digging into Isabella's waist as cameras flash. "Your father's business empire depends on it." The champagne in her glass trembles as Isabella forces herself to play the perfect mafia bride. She hasn't told him about the baby yet. Hasn't mentioned the way his eyes linger on the judge's daughter, Elena. Hasn't revealed that she knows about the poison they've planned for her "tragic accident." But Isabella Romano isn't going down without a fight. "Please," she whispers to Santa Muerte as poison burns through her veins. "Give me a chance to make them pay." Death has a price. Isabella awakens in the body of Valentina Salvatore—wife to Adrian's greatest rival and mother to twin girls who somehow see through her deception. She has 150 days to either claim vengeance or find true love. The clock is ticking, and Nicolas Salvatore, her new "husband," is proving dangerously easy to fall for. "You're not really her, are you?" Nicolas murmurs one night, his fingers tracing her jaw. "My Valentina never looked at me the way you do." But as Isabella navigates the deadly waters of rival crime families, she discovers Valentina had secrets of her own—secrets worth dying for. Now, with her father plotting a takeover, Adrian suspicious of her resurrection, and her borrowed body slowly rejecting her soul, Isabella must choose: the revenge she died for, or the love she never expected to find. In this dangerous game of second chances, some fates are worse than death. And some loves are worth dying for twice.

Andrew memiliki kenangan buruk dengan kedua orang tuanya dan seorang perempuan semasa duduk di bangku sekolah itulah sebabnya kenapa dia memutuskan untuk menjadi gay. Hubungannya dengan pasangan gaynya tak mendapat restu dari sang Ayah, maka untuk tetap bisa bersama dengan kekasihnya dia harus berpura pura berhungan dengan seorang perempuan di depan Ayahnya. Andrew dipertemukan dengan Alluna yang akan menjadi kekasih palsunya ketika di depan sang Ayah, mereka menghabiskan banyak waktu bersama hingga tanpa Andrew sadari bahwa Alluna telah membawa pengaruh besar dalam hidupnya. Semula Andrew ragu bahwa dia menyukai Alluna namun dia tetap berusaha mencoba membuka hati untuk Alluna. Ketika Andrew bisa melupakan kekasih gaynya dan menjalin hubungan dengan Alluna, restu sang Ayah justru menghambat hubungan mereka setelah mengetahui ternyata hubungan mereka palsu. Ayahnya yang memiliki kekuasaan penuh di kota itu tak bisa menerima calon mantu dari kelas menengah akan tetapi ketika mengetahui latar belakang Alluna ternyata menghubungankan kehidupan Ayah Andrew dengan sahabat masalalunya dia pun berusaha untuk menerima Alluna namun dengan beberapa syarat yang harus di penuhi oleh Alluna. Namun di samping itu bagaimana Andrew lepas dari bayang bayang kekasih gaynya? Bagaimana juga perjalanan kisah Andrew dan Alluna yang harus selalu berpura pura saling mencintai di depan Ayahnya, hingga pada akhirnya mereka benar benar saling mencintai? Baca kisah mereka selanjutnya.

Jeje dan Wiwi sepasang suami istri yang awal pernikahan mereka adalah sebuah perjodohan. Wiwi sudah mengajukan gugatan cerai karena perasaan bersalah kepada seorang wanita yang sudah seperti kakak kandung untuk dia, wanita bernama Laras. Laras adalah kekasih dari masa lalu dari Jeje, sang suami. Belum lagi Jeje adalah seorang pria kaya raya pun seorang penerus. Antara Jeje dan Wiwi pun mermiliki hubungan yang baik. Wiwi sudah menjadi yatim piatu dan sebatang kara sejak usia 12 tahun. Jeje sudah menganggap Wiwi seperti adik sendiri. Namun, mereka masuk dalam ikatan pernikahan. Wiwi, yang sempt kehilangan memori masa lalu, tiba-tiba saja mengingat kembali sebagian dari memori yang hilang. Laras yang memahami rasa bersalah itu, menjelaskan dengan baik. Mengatakan kalau semua tidak sama dengan apa yang dia pikirkan. Akankah Wiwi dapat menerima semua peristiwa dalam hidupnya? Follow Instagram @alend1100