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Thomas only finished his coffee and then said his goodbyes. Olive actually feels bad because Thomas must be tired. His gaze couldn't hide it, but what's infuriating is that he's always so persistent. He says, "Why is my good intention always rejected?" Speaking to someone much older than her, Olive often has to be careful not to get trapped. Thomas is skilled at manipulating himself through words. Unfortunately, Olive can never escape from Thomas's word traps. "That's actually what I want to talk to you about," Seira chuckled. She finished the coffee in her cup and put out her cigarette, a sign that she was ready to have a serious conversation. This concerned her daughter and a few things th

Olivia grinned as she watched Greg walk through the door. She was in the middle of watching a Hollywood movie when he came in. "Hello," she greeted. After he had shown her the good in him, she was no longer bad-tempered on him. "Hello," he replied dearly. “What are you watching?" "Some Hollywood action movie.” Suddenly, a man entered and walked right to Greg. They talked in low voices that only they could hear. When the man left, she didn't notice that her palm had already been tapped subconsciously on Greg's hand.

Frederick asked sternly. “Yes! Spare my life, and I can return all the life force I took from him right now!” Thomas nodded frantically. “Letting you off the hook won’t be an issue if you manage to do it,” Frederick said. He reached out to grab hold of Thomas, thinking of taking him to Lennon. Suddenly, Thomas made his move; the ground beneath Frederick collapsed, burying him in a mound of dirt. Meanwhile, Thomas turned into a stream of water and disappeared into the sewers.

He liked small wins, period. Being a psychiatrist, Dr. Dole had encountered countless unstable minds. After so long, even someone "normal" would appear abnormal. In that sense, Dr. Dole's oddities were less surprising than they seemed. And though he was often tricked, he never seemed to lose the thrill of it. He finally explained why he had warned Thomas. "When I was tricked and ended up in Neldene, almost sold off… I ran into Thomas. He seemed to be on a mission of revenge. Those people who scammed me interfered with his plans, so he disposed of them, and in the process… he saved me."

Thomas reached in between my legs to shift, "I'm sorry. From now on, I'll remember you have a brain." My brow pinched as I eyed Thomas, trying to figure out if he was being sarcastic, but he appeared to be sincere. Not the reaction I expected, but whatever. My rant had successfully penetrated his man-whore exterior and just like that, the argument was over. "So? What's the plan?" I asked. Thomas gave me a crooked smile. "Alright, smartypants. I need you to go to security and distract them while we steal—" "Not gonna happen," Derek spoke over Thomas.

A chill coursed through my veins as I realized that I had narrowly escaped something terrible. As I sat there, frozen in shock, memories of the previous night came flooding back. I remembered how Thomas had intervened, and then, out of nowhere, two men dressed like bodyguards had appeared, their faces expressionless as they grabbed the man and dragged him away. Could they have killed him? The thought sent a chill down my spine. And more importantly, were they working for Thomas? Had he orchestrated the whole thing? I felt a wave of nausea wash over me as I realized the possibility.

At this moment, when she caught sight of Tina and Dan, she instinctively tightened her grip on Thomas' to prevent him from acting rashly. Thomas could sense her worry. He furrowed his brow slightly and curled his lips into a smile as he stared at Tina and Dan. "I'm assuming neither of you thought you'd end up here so soon, huh?" Even though he had not known of Senior Howard's will and death before he was captured, the cops had enlightened him on the events that happened prior to his release. Tina paused, clearly slightly surprised by Thomas' comment, then sneered. "You're right; I hadn't expected this at all. Who would've thought a dumbass like you could've found someone as smart as Joshua t

Margarita added. They waited for Mateo to add something more. He raised his glass and pointed at Samson. “To Samson, who is going to know what Costello means,” It was a threat or a warning for him to know he was still in an illusion about this family. They drank the wine and started having their dinner. “Mateo, show Samson our pubs and.....” Decker nodded, filling his mouth and letting Samson fill the dots in his mind about what possibly they could resonate with things like this.

"I'm missing my 'Home Alone' marathon for this!" "Because they want some peace and quiet before the party," William retorted cheekily. "And in case you're wondering, Kevin outsmarts the burglars every single time." Henry immediately countered with a smirk, probably recalling the last time Mrs. Murphy overheard her sons hurling Spanish insults at each other. Let's just say it involved 'La Chancla' and a barrage of insults from her as she chased the twins with it. "Yeah, well, she's told us not to do a lot of things, yet here we are, about to race to Party City."

“The bank also... said there’s a problem with our credit rating and demanded we furnish all loans immediately…” Eira felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She was not stupid. She quickly caught on. It was the Grant family. Vedran Grant was taking revenge on her. Reed had stayed by her side in the hospital for two days. He watched her become a crippled woman drowning in debt. He finally revealed his true colors. “Eira, didn’t you claim to be so capable? How did you end up like this? Let me tell you this, I have no intention of sharing your debt!”