The Mist Netflix Novels & Stories

“Wow... apparently you're pretty smart too. All right, so do we agree now?" Even though it feels heavy, Elise doesn't think there's anything wrong either. After all, the amount of money she will get is quite large and she only needs to work as a man's personal assistant, as well as be a paid lover. This is her feeling of hopelessness in facing life's difficult problems, especially since the due date of the debt she has to pay is numbered. Yes, although still in her heart she cursed herself for being so cheap and materialistic at the moment.

Milena adjusts, shielding the moving shadows from view, trying to prevent me from seeing the act I instigated. She is cute. I am glad she cares for my emotions; however, it is for a short while. I am certain it is. “What are you hiding?” I prop my head to the side; she blocks my face with her palm. “Nothing.” Milena clears her throat. Sweat glistens on her forehead as her long lashes keep blinking. She looks more confused, and it surprises me. Why is she confused? The act is performed by two adults. Maybe I confuse her. Her tiny brain must be working overtime, trying to figure out what it should not.

I set two flash drives on the table. “One of these flash drives contains the original copy of the CCTV footage of your son’s death. This will also prove you tried to kill the wrong person.” “And the other one?” Mrs. Baltar asked, her sharp and deadly stares fixed on me instead of the flash drives. “It’s a witness recording of you paying those men to kill me for the crime I did not commit. Of course, I kept the original copy just in case.” “Do you think you can scare me with this nonsense, Mr. de Guzman?” Mrs. Baltar scoffed before putting her arms around her chest.

The doctor who speaks badly is like a witch. Axel quickly approached his wife and moved her away from the screen monitor. He doesn’t want her mental health to be affected because of what she hears and sees. It has become emotional since she got pregnant with their third child. Trisha and Natasha also turned around and went back to the car. It’s enough for them to see their family holding the criminal’s necks. “I won’t let that happen, bitch! If I have to follow you into the afterlife to be buried in quicksand again and again without ever being able to touch my loved ones, I will!” Travis’s fists were clenched, and his eyes were burning with anger at the woman.

"I'm completely lost and confused, everything around me seems to be in chaos, and I can't make sense of it—" "Artemis, you are a despicable and shameless prostitute! Your behavior is so shameful that it is causing disgrace to the entire group. Your profession is nothing but that of a prostitute whore! What the fuck is this!?" Her mother exclaimed. As her mother showed her the video spreading like wildfire online, titled “Sin,” I longed to confess to her that the blame rested solely on my shoulders.