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"No one can say anything for you. You can explain the so-called misunderstanding at the station." Dad's secretary stepped forward, calm and composed. "Officer, I'm the one who made the report. I'll come with you to give my statement." Meanwhile, Dad didn't even bother to look their way. He simply ordered his secretary, "Cooperate fully with the police. Make sure every piece of evidence is provided, and don't leave anything out." Under the stunned gaze of the crowd, Claire and Logan were handcuffed and led away. Caleb remained where he stood, his face smeared with snot and tears. He dared not throw another tantrum. He just stood there quietly like an abandoned child.

Layton waddled away, his unused baton still sheathed by his side—as useless as Lancelot without a stone to strike. Woods waited until they were alone before turning to Emily and saying, “You did well.” “I feel absolutely empty.” “I know. It’s never easy. Kids are the worst.” “Robby was raped.” Woods closed her eyes. “I suspected that might be the case. It’s—it’s not the first time I’ve come across this. But we still have a job to do.” “What’s going to happen when we report that Robby was infected two months ago and kept it a secret?”

“This time yesterday I was just Eden Meadows, author with no family, no history… now I’m Eve Cartwright, daughter, lover, friend… my head is swimming.” “I bet it is… oh my God Eden honey this is HUGE! Are you OK? Do you need time? Do you want to cancel some dates, I can see what I can do?” I shook my head “Not just yet, we’re almost done anyway, just a few more. Rob’s going to come with me. I think I need to keep going, I think it’ll keep me grounded while I figure everything out.” Rob came out the bathroom as I said this and flashed me the hottest smile, I beamed back at him still talking to Colette, on the phone pressed to my ear.

Elo inputted. Rob nodded hesitantly, but he was quick with his follow-up, “That was years ago, and I can now stand against my family’s decision. I got my own company. I’m a billionaire now. I can give Xine the life she deserves. But that is if she’d let me.” Elo smiled. He could not believe that Rob could get along with his plan. “So, you’re thinking of pursuing her again?” Without second thoughts, Rob nodded. Elo bit his lower lip to stop himself from laughing. ‘This man is a good actor.’

“No press and no speeches just work.” My chest tightens. “That doesn’t erase what happened,” I murmur. “No,” she says simply. “It doesn’t but it tells you something about who he is trying to be now.” Before I can respond, the back door swings open and Keenan walks in with a cup of coffee already in his hand his hair messy, eyes bright and that familiar easy grin on his face. “Morning, girls,” he says leaning over to kiss Ruth on the cheek. “Nana, you look dangerous with that dish towel.”

As Ayana stood before Robby, her heart weighed down by the burden of uncertainty; she couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't quite right. Despite Adam's claims and her own nagging doubts, Robby remained steadfast in his refusal to reveal his true identity. "Robby, I need to know the truth," Ayana pleaded, her voice tinged with desperation. "Why won't you tell me who you really are?" Robby's expression hardened, his eyes flashing with a hint of frustration. "Ayana, why are you letting other people come between us?" He countered, his tone laced with reproach. "You know me; you know who I am. Why would you believe their lies over me?"

“If we bring her here, we risk a wire. If we pay her, we’re guilty. But if she’s... incapacitated? If she’s caught in a spiral? We aren't the villains. We’re the successful friends who tried to help a lost soul who couldn't be saved.” Robbin paced the length of the rug, her heels digging into the expensive fibers. She remembered the feeling of the 4-foot ditch—the smell of the wet earth, the sound of Jeff’s van roaring away, and the weight of the duffel bags. She remembered how they had promised each other they would never be those people again. “We would be using Jeff’s tactics,” Robbin said, stopping to face the monitor. She looked at the grainy photo of Kade—the sunken eyes, the skeletal

Nivea's POV: Me and Keenan were dancing, enjoying the sparks that stayed on our arms when Abigail walked up and stoped us. "Hey Ni! I've been looking for you everywhere. where have you been? who's your new friend?" she asked the questions quick like she might die if she didn't. "Well I've been outside where I ran into.... " I started to say but was cut off by Keenan. "My name is Keenan and we found out that we are mates. That is, if you'll have me?" He asked and looked at me with those dazzling eyes. I was so shocked by his sudden question that I was lost for words for a second.

"And then, when they're on their knees begging for mercy, we're going to take their lives." James closed his eyes, seeing the dominoes starting to fall. His father's grief had curdled into something toxic, something that would poison everything it touched. And caught in the middle of it all was Roberto Connolly, the Fed's pet rat, and his unwitting fiancée. God help them all. Back in the alley, Roberto stared at his phone, at James Hayes's message. He thought about Kylie , about the web of lies and betrayal he'd woven around himself. About how one kiss had complicated everything beyond measure.

Sarah wiped away her tears and breathed. - And the most ironic thing is that he is a very rich man. But discreet. I quit my job at the coffee shop, and he advised me to dedicate myself to university and my career as a crime thriller author. And they are both doing very well. This is my story, Roberth. We must always work for ourselves.