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“After work one evening, we followed her home. We just wanted to… to scare her. But when we got there, her mom and little brother ran out. We didn’t expect that, so we left.” Tears fell down her face like a waterfall. Laura's face was covered in an awful mask of horror and anger. Laura buried her head in her hands and shook her shoulders as sobs erupted from her soul. Jerry held her and wrapped his arm around her. His face showed a bit of disgust and a lot of sadness. “So setting her up wasn’t enough for you,” the sheriff said, his voice rising. “You broke into her home. You stole from her. You wanted to destroy her life.”

so, I already knew a few tid bits about Shelly. I must have studied Shelly’s folder for at least forty-five minutes before I wanted a refill on my coffee. I found out she was in fact hiding from an ex. Her ex-drug dealer who Shelly stole a hundred thousand dollars from before she up and disappeared. Apparently, this drug dealer put a hit on her. I was surprised by the type of information the FBI had.

Sherri paused for a moment, misunderstanding Adrian's intention. Adrian had inquired if she had approached him for a specific reason, but Sherri misconstrued it as genuine concern. She shook her head and responded, "My father had confined me to the house lately, so nothing eventful has occurred. But I heard there's a ruthless killer in Leafall. He's extremely dangerous!" Adrian awkwardly scratched his nose, realizing that he was the very killer Sherri had mentioned. "Well, you're not wrong. He is indeed quite dangerous," he conceded.

Jeffery remained silent, but Sally said guiltily, “Don’t say that. It was our fault that Rebecca was abducted by traffickers back then. Fortunately, we didn’t give up and managed to get her back. Also, I’m really sorry, Sherry. The Hudson Corporation you founded back then was supposed to be left to Rebecca, but my daughter was too vicious and took away all the family’s properties. I—” “Don’t say any more. I don’t blame you,” Sherry interrupted her with cold eyes. “Although I don’t care about that property, some people should get the punishment they deserve.” Jeffery stammered, “S-Sherry, she’s still my flesh and blood. You can teach her a lesson, but spare her life, okay? Let her live.” “You

Sydney received about 80% of what she figured Scott had taken from her savings. In a statement to police, David Matthews described how Ashleigh, after taking a few courses in nursing, had drawn her own blood and stored it in her freezer until the night of the robbery hoping that by pouring it all over her house, everyone would assume she was dead and that Bonner would not go looking for her. He said that she’d picked Richard because he was right next door and always alone, that she’d learned about the beach house by following Scott, then only took what she figured he owed them from the insurance settlement. As the only heir to the Jackson’s estate, David took over his uncle’s turkey farm at

" The slippers match." "I was not near the park. It was her. She broke into my house and stole the slipper . She planted it there." Brook pointed at Ella. Officer Duke followed Brook's finger and looked at Ella. He smiled and then looked at Brook. "This is absurd." Mrs Sting now rose from her chair. " You are accusing Miss Woods of breaking and entering." "Yes. Who else would do such a thing. She is not Miss Woods. She is Summer Ray. She knew which shoes I wore that night." Brook accused Ella ,pointing her finger at her.

Mike Green. She mentally slapped herself and looked back down as she felt fresh tears stream out of her eyes for the umpteenth time that night. Of all the rich American bastards that existed in the city, Kal couldn't come up with anyone to take a heist on. But no, his stupid ass had to pick the wealthiest English man in probably the whole of America. She'd seen him in a magazine Mr Anderson bought and left on the counter at her coffee shop. Right now she could only attempt to wish that he would spare her. "How did you little twat think that you could beat my security? Did you assume that it was safe to come here because it's night?" He questioned, cocking a brow as he did.

I would have left Sherry to her own devices if I knew what was in it for me. But there wasn’t any point in looking back. When I met Kaiser, each time he would provide me with more information and evidence about how Sherry was tortured. I wanted her to suffer no less than what I did, and that was what I got. That billionaire known as Stark Williams was capable of anything to bend Sherry to his will and make her his belonging. While everything that happened to her, would never be traced to me, but instead to her new best friend Shila, who I considered her perceived substitute for me. In time, she would lose more than she ever had.

"The woman you are screaming at currently owns forty percent of the empire we are building over your lover’s ashes. If she tells me to make sure your father loses his house too, I’ll have the eviction notice signed before lunch." Lauren stared at Caleb, her mouth opening and closing in horror. "You... you can't do that. Who do you think you are?" "We are the Blackwoods, doll," Asher’s rough, gravelly voice barked from the entrance. He walked into the room, his massive shoulders blocking the light from the hallway as he glared down at Lauren. "And you’re trespassing. Security should have broken your legs the moment you crossed the outer gate."

I, on the other hand, stood there like a stranger in my own home. Feeling lost, I quietly slipped out of the living room. I had just reached the pool when I heard someone approaching me from behind. Not a moment after, Jennifer leaned in close to my ear and hissed, "Do you really think you can waltz back into this house and take everything from me?" "Dream on!" she snarled. "Mom, Dad, and Alex will only love me. You're nothing but a tool and a pathetic little clown!" Her lips curved into a cruel smile before she added, "How about a bet? If I win, you leave the Lowe family and never show your face again."