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The man looked genuinely bitter toward Caleb just as he is. He stroked his chin and leaned closer. "What do you have in mind?" *** Jane was still in her pyjamas, legs crossed and staring hard at her laptop screen. She was still trying to figure out how in the world Marcus got his hands on their confidential project. A knock interrupted her online investigation. "Come in," she said without looking up, slightly annoyed at the distraction. The maid walked in with a small red box in her hand. "Another package for you, Mrs Lockwood."

“The news was right, Hazel. That woman is living proof that Jane is alive. They had no difference at all. She’s still the Jane I knew…” I almost ceased walking as I listened to him talk almost quietly. What the hell does he mean? Did she see Serena Ambers already? That fast? “Don’t be stupid. That’s not Jane. That is Serena Ambers, daughter of the famous Victoria that influenced another wave of hate toward the women of the Moore family. She looks like her but they are not the same person.”

No one has found the bodies yet, though, so theres still a lingering hope out there that they're alive. I sigh as I crawl under the thick quilt, flicking on the lamo beside me as I pull out my latest find at Barnes and Nobels: The Winter Garden by the famous Kristin Hannah. This woman's books are truly amazing. Then, after an hour long reading session, I find my eyes beginning to shut against my will, so I set down the book on the bedside table and shut off the lamp. ~ The next morning...

demanded the lady. "yes miss Jane. both our seatbelts are tightened except yours." responded jade. "Alright. mine is as well. shall we?" "back home?" inquired peter jokingly. "you wish." responded jane. In a few seconds, Jane's had set to start the engine. underground. (Hell). Down the alleys of the different walls that held the steaming flames of fire laid a young woman on a rock unconscious. Dressed in a torn short black dress. brown short head in her late twenties.

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Juan asked when we are leaving the library and started walking towards the garden to discuss regarding whether the security orders have been following with no mistakes. "I do not know!" I replied. "Don't you think during this time you actually need to be near her?" He asked. "I know! But all I want to do was lash out on her for not sharing it so I am staying away to not hurt her with my words." I replied. "But still..." He started say but abruptly stopped when we saw Amy rushing from Melody's room and entered the infirmary. We both walked inside to stare her asking about some herb and Bess gave her that hurriedly. Then pushing past us Amy rushed to Melody's room.

I make my way down there, to see her brushing out a beautiful chestnut colored horse. “Hi, Jane. Who is this beautiful creature?” I say, putting my hand out like Liam taught me to allow the horse to sniff me and get to know me. Jane laughs. “This lovely lady is in fact Lady,” she says, bruising her coat out. The horse is beautiful. I’ll admit that I don’t know much about horses, but she is about average height and her eyes remind me of chocolate pools. “She is so beautiful,” I say. “Can I pet her?” “Of course,” Jane says.

The same old nonsense—the cocky Sebastian, smiling at her while quietly assuming she was too emotional to think straight. And right on cue, Jane walked out the sliding doors with a tray of drinks, dressed in soft beige and that same gentle smile she wore when pretending to be harmless. “I brought iced tea,” she said. “Thought you all might need something cool.” She placed the glasses down and glanced at Eleanor, a little too sweet. “My lady, are you alright? You look… tired.” “I’m fine,” Eleanor said flatly. Jane’s gaze flicked to the brothers. “Sorry, I should’ve introduced myself, my lords… I am Jane Thorne. I am a servant in this mansion, and my father works here as a butler.”

He watched the door open slowly and a lady came in view, she was putting on a thin strap long black gown that glued to her body like a leech accentuating her figures and also exposing the top of her cleavages. Liam cocked a brow at the audacity this lady had to step into his office. Jane's heart skipped a bit as she ogled at the handsome man in front of her. "Well hello Mr Grayson" she greeted him biting her lower lip. Liam's eyes showed pure disgust at the lady who was walking towards him slowly. "Who gave you the right to step into my company?" Liam barked at her as soon as she came near him. Jane let out a sly smile, she believed that she could trap Liam into her clutches just like she di

The minute I stepped into the mansion, I saw Sawyer standing with his back to me, facing Lady Jane. "What do you mean?" Sawyer asked her, his voice tinged with worry and confusion. "The minute you left, she ran to your office and then out of the mansion. I don’t know why she kept telling you she was sick and needed to rest when she was planning to leave all along," my heart sank as Lady Jane played her dirty game. She might not realize it, but this wouldn’t just create a rift between mates--it could put my life in danger. "She was in my library?" It was as if he was talking to himself. My heart skipped inside my chest when hearing the skepticism in his voice. He was already pondering my acti