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he coldly muttered like he doesn’t care about her. Schina stopped herself from sobbing, this time she finally realized that he doesn’t care about her safety, “oh, I knew it! You really send the video clips to the newscaster to ruin my reputation so you can get rid of me, am I right? If that is your plan, you did a job well done!” Schina didn’t hear anything from her so she ended the call than to wait for his nonsense response.

The peace we felt in the room was suddenly interrupted by the sound of my phone ringing. I picked it up and saw that a new clip was trending. In the dimly lit room, I began to watch it. I saw a room bloom on the screen and then I saw a woman’s wrist. It was elegant and luxurious. From the video, I saw her turning a pen; a signature on a foundation document authorizing a “discretionary grant” to a consultancy with a name only a criminal could love. The camera panned up and the face was undeniable. Filled with perfect hair and eyes colder than the winter, I knew that it was Margot Steele.

My mind reels in a desperate attempt to equate the people in the photo to the ones who’d lied to me. The screen goes black as the phone dies in my hand, and I don’t miss the way my shoulders sag because of it. Relief floods me at no longer having to see their calls without having the strength to answer or decline them. I couldn’t answer any of their calls, knowing everything would come rushing back in at full force the second that I did. I shove the dead phone back into my pocket and retake the position I was in before. I try to focus on taking deep breaths to stop the misery from overflowing, trying to control my emotions, but they weren’t willing to be tamed.

"Take them away." Having committed a major financial crime, Sophia was sentenced to 20 years in prison. On the other hand, Liam's biological father didn't want him, so he ended up at an orphanage. In the blink of an eye, a year had passed. However, James still didn't have Naomi and Celeste by his side. He numbed himself by throwing himself into his work, refusing to take any breaks. One day, he was invited to the AI Summit. When he spotted a familiar name on the technical team name list, his heart seized. He ran his finger over those letters over and over again. It spelled out Naomi Sloane.

I turned to him and noticed he was snacking on potato chips. Something suddenly hit me. I hit my forehead softly.“Oh no.” Blake looked at me “What is it this time” “The potato chips.” “What potato chips?” he asked, confused. “The twins’. They specifically begged me not to forget.” “They’ve been talking about those barbecue-flavored potato chips since last week. And I completely forgot, They will kill me.” “They won’t, Athena.” He smiled.“You brought every other thing.” I shook my head.“They made me promise.” Blake looked toward the stage. The speeches were still going.

Do they really know each other? Liam never thought that she had forgotten about him. Eleven years ago was a really long time but it’s not enough to forget somebody who was important to you. Was he not important to her? Or she probably had amnesia? No way, she remembered her grandparents. She knew them, how come she only forgot about him? “Or maybe you really forgot about me. I’m sorry to disturb you.” He was sad and hurt. It was evident in his eyes. He went away disappointedly. It’s not like him to retreat, but it came to him as a surprise that she didn’t know him.

What kind of nerve did it take to walk into the Winchester mansion, drop a woman's most dangerous secret onto a side table like a losing hand of cards, and then stand there smiling like she'd already ordered dessert? Nobody tried that in this city. Nobody dared come this close to the fire and act as though it couldn't touch them. "How long," Elizabeth said finally, her voice dropping, "is long enough?" "One year." Amber answered without a beat of hesitation, as though she had rehearsed the number in front of a mirror that very morning. "I promise. A year from today, I will end the engagement myself." "Why should I trust you?" Elizabeth's head shook slowly from side to side, her eyes narrowin

Confused, I blindly reached for the remote to unmute the channel. “—seems like not everyone is in favor of the Cole Heir’s new fiancée, as Ilana MayFeather made it extremely clear that she would not be supporting a ‘cheating bastard’ and his ‘mistress’. This has stirred outrage as many believe Madam MayFeather is taking things too far. She has since responded by stating that women who break into her personal parties deserve all the slander she’ll give to them—” Personal parties? Who wrote the script for today’s news?

She turned and moved down the eastern ravine, her boots finding purchase on the rocks as she disappeared into the thick, gray fog of the neutral territories. Behind her, the radio continued to scream for an Alpha who was currently bleeding out on the forest floor, entirely whole but completely destroyed.

I heard Anton's voice on the other line Oh, I guess he needs the document that he handed last day, how could I forgot about it. "Good morning Anton, I'm sorry I forgot to give you back the document, I just had to settle some things here." I said. "I'll give it back to you later." I get up from my bed and look outside through my window, the sun is already shining. "Thank You Young Lady but it is not why I called." he replied Huh? Then what is it that he need to tell me.