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She rushed over to me and pleaded, “Nolan, please! There must be some mistake. Tell them to release my father.” I pulled my hand away, not hiding the annoyance on my face, “Enough, Christine.” “What?” She froze, looking at me with confusion in her eyes, “What do you mean?” The officer beside me presented the arrest warrant and said firmly, “Mr. Kyle Watson is suspected of orchestrating the fire at the Kingston mansion 27 years ago. And Miss Christine Watson, you are believed to be an accomplice for withholding this information. Please come with us to the station to assist in the investigation.”

Overwhelmed by elation, swarming inside her chest, Kirsten said, “I’m glad, I didn’t refuse him when he proposed to marry me.” For a while they had chatted until Gemma realized she was supposed not to disturb her work. Gemma left her alone so she could work. Kirsten resumed looking at the file that was sent to her by Matthew. There were over a thousand women that had been entangled with Gordon in the matter of more than a decade. Kirsten felt dizzy looking at the profile.

Matthew's voice interrupted her. "Tell that moron you're not a miss!" Kristen shouted into the headset.18 I whispered to him on the phone: "I'm going to shut up now and we'll talk later." She hung up and Kristen got angry as she entered with him to see that simple office.. Some pictures were hanging on the wall and they contained bones and x-rays.

He paused for a brief moment giving them a chance to ask a question. "Lord Kristen, Is it true you were involved in a fatal accident, one month ago?" A media personnel directed the question to Kristen while the cameras were rolling.. " I was never involved in an accident.. I left to take care of my businesses abroad one month ago.." He simply said and I nodded with a smile to support his motion.. " That's right.. my husband had been away for business.." I added and they began murmuring.. " Were you ever at the hospital because you'd Amnesia? Also what do you have to say about the video circulating around the internet that you can't remember your wife.." Someone asked once again they all held

The morale she has got is unmatchable. The radio was on and she was humming to the song playing as she drove at average speed. Finally, she drove into her driveway and put off the engine after parking. She got down with her phone in her right hand and her car key in her left hand and walked unbothered towards her apartment. She lives on the outskirts of Crystal Hills, a small town in Big Raven. This place only houses a few people that want a quiet place and one of them is Kristen. She has been here for five years after leaving home because her stepfather could not stop abusing her sexually.

Amelia voiced out the question on her mind. “Look, three o’clock” Diana responded and Amelia looked directly at her right, glancing through the many faces to see the lady called ‘Kristen’ who really hated her so much to start a rumour so degrading and then their eyes met. It was the same woman her husband had fucked. She was sure that only could be the Kristen. The bi...witch smirked directly at her clearing every thin thread of doubt she had about who had spread the rumour. “I’m sorry” Dianna apologised.

It wouldn’t be good for her to go charging right now. “I am Kristen Bridger,” Kristen stated clearly. “Though I know I look young. I am over the age of eighteen and have been since Gregor and I were involved. So I do not understand why this is anyone’s business but ours.” “I see.” The older man said as Kristen took a seat and waited for Greg to give the man the paperwork to prove what she said. “I was told by way of the rumors that you were younger than that and pregnant as well.”

Holiday. Kristen doesn't care that she has her dates wrong. Mrs. Holiday should only be three or so months pregnant, but now she's going to be giving birth next month. The world warps around Kristen. For now, she's thinking of new stories to pen. She curls up wandering what sort of story she could write about the preacher's daughter. She can become a whore like her mother. A p**n star whore, maybe?

"Wait. Isn't he talking about the same sweet blood Mrs. Morgan keeps calling and pestering for us to find? I heard she found her yesterday though" Kristen was breathing really hard now. Her whole body was visibly shaking. "What's her surname?" She muttered. "Tessa Links" He replied. "No... It's impossible. How is it f*cking possible?" Kristen shook her head and quickly called Doris. She wasn't picking up... "No, Please, No!" Kristen screamed and ran out.