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Linda whines on the base, grabbing the first book off the end table. "Actually, in case it works," Gabriel mutters, suspicious. — It needs to work.— “What do the treats mean?” Jay asks the redhead, her temple and forehead brimming with wrinkles as her somewhat blue eyes focus around her. Linda requires a couple of moments before speaking. “I think I saw them during my medical procedure,” he discovers without drawing her gaze from the book it contains. This is every time I hear that for the first time. By the time I check the front of the book, it's pretty much similar to...

Emily rubbed her face with her hands and sighed again. “I will tell you how Emi! You will go and lodge a complaint against that bastard Adrian and he will remove it from the social media! I understand he is your past life lover and all, but Adrian doesn’t know that and he will destroy you if you let him walk over you always!” Linda said with clear annoyance. “I don’t know. But I will think about it!” Emily just mumbled. As Linda pulls in before the huge gate of the Ford Mansion, they sit for a while inside the car, when Linda suddenly says pouting, “I wish you could tell me more! I mean at least what happened the next morning after Clara and Edward had sex for the first time!”

he deadpans. I point at him. "I will think of a comeback." His lips slightly curl up. "I will be waiting." "Do you think that you two are normal?" Linda shakes her head. "No," Damien and I say at the same time. **************** Damien eats his sandwich, while Linda and I eat pizza. We spend the afternoon watching a movie. I try not to think about the text that I got from whoever that stranger is. 'Linda is going to find out that you got paid to stay away from her. I can't believe that you took the money and did what you were told. You gold digger!'

Having no lead in their investigation, they left the motel, dispirited at their hundredth failure. But Matilda isn’t disappointed. Does Linda think she can get past her deeds without getting caught? She won’t let her wander around the world and live a happy care free life. She’ll end her career and put a check to her actions very soon. Linda will go out again and if spirits heard her prayers, she’ll definitely get caught to one of Ophelia’s cameras with her face exposed to the lens. She’ll attain her revenge in the end. It’s only a matter of time.

Upon sensing that something was wrong, she tried to open the door, only to realize that the door had been locked from the outside. “Freya, why did you lure me up here?” Linda said as she opened her clutch to take her phone. However, why would Freya allow Linda to do as she wished? She immediately threw Linda’s clutch and phone far away before slapping Linda a few times across the face. “You love gossiping about me, don’t you? Well, bring it on. I’ll let you gossip all you want.” Linda wanted to resist, but she was no match for Freya, who had sat on top of her. She was utterly defeated.

The room burst into laughter, the energy instantly shifting. When Hendrick didn't react, Linda stood up under the noise and plopped herself straight onto his lap. "Everyone else notices me, but you won't even look?" she teased. "What, are you shy now?" Hendrick's face flushed. He forced out a weak smile, but his hands hovered awkwardly, making no move to push her away. A flicker of satisfaction crossed Linda's eyes. Then, as if she had just remembered I existed, she hopped off his lap.

Something felt wrong. Adam chuckled, holding up his hands. “Alright, alright. But you’re not wrong. Finn is playing some kind of game here, and I think Linda is falling for it.” Just then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Linda sneaking towards the side door, moving with a careful, calculated swiftness that would have gone unnoticed if I hadn’t been watching. Her expression was perfectly composed, that practised, polite smile still pasted on her face. But there was something in her eyes, a flash of something raw, something frantic.

But then another question popped into my head, should I tell Linda now, or after we had lunch? As I descended the stairs, the aroma of food enveloped me, momentarily distracting me from the weight of the decision looming over me. Linda was busy in the kitchen, her movements precise and deliberate as she prepared our meal. Fallon was seated at the dining table, engrossed in a book, her brow furrowed in concentration. My eyes landed on Linda again and I could not help but admire her, even in moments like these, she was just so perfect. I hesitated, unsure of how to broach the topic weighing heavily on my mind. Should I disrupt the tranquility of this moment with the bombshell Meghan had droppe

She was obviously starstruck, and it was honestly a little bit funny to watch. “Oh, I’m just finishing up Clan of Ash,” Linda responded, casually brushing a strand of hair from her face. “You know, no big deal. It’s just the book everyone’s dying to read.” Her smile widened just a bit, but it wasn’t a bragging smile. It was more like an inside joke shared between her and the universe. Meanwhile, I was burning with jealousy. How did she do it? How had she managed to effortlessly take all the attention from me, the woman whose marriage was supposed to have made me the crown jewel of the Dobre family? Was I really that forgettable?

deeply shook her. Little did Linda know that Bianca's name also appeared in Frost's will. Linda had a plan; she decided to write a book about Doctors Without Borders, to let more people know that in today's profit-driven world, there is still such a group of people who, regardless of personal safety, are devoted to their faith and mission. Bianca squinted at Frost from a distance. He still had that cold expression, even though his words were so sincere and warm. It seemed that "coldness" was a permanently engraved expression on his face.