Novel & Cerita Vanishing Blinds

“I’m not normal then.” “That’s the problem.” Silence stretches between us. He exhales. “Lately, you’ve been pushing too hard.” “I’m working, Gabriel.” “No, you’re trying to prove something.” My fingers hover over the keyboard. “Ardent Global is hesitating,” I say evenly. “Because of your blindness, it's obvious,” Gabriel replies bluntly. I appreciate that about him—he doesn’t sugarcoat. “They think closing a deal with us will lead to loss,” he continues.

Our employer's office was so quiet it felt unnatural. He reviewed the surveillance footage, every transaction record, every access log. When he finally spoke, his conclusion was unmistakable. I had never sold company secrets. Matthew's accusation was nothing but slander. I expected relief, maybe even a flicker of guilt. Instead, the people outside stared at me as if they were piecing together a riddle. They looked like they were trying to figure out what I had slipped our employer to make the problem disappear.

After a long pause, he sighed. "Nick," he said, "aren't you going to explain?" I replied steadily, "Dad, do you believe me? If you do, there's no need for an explanation. I'll show you the truth soon." After hanging up, I went on with life as usual. For a week, the scandal stayed glued to the top of the trending charts. Both Hilary and I were dragged through the mud. She vanished without a trace, while Ross fanned the flames online, escalating the pressure—not just on me, but on my parents and the company.

Sebastian said, grinning. "Can this really cover your eyes?" Belinda asked. She waved the blindfold that Sebastian had used previously. When Sebastian saw the blindfold, he couldn't help laughing. Nothing could cover Sebastian's eyes, not even ten layers of cloth. The blindfold was just a piece of black gauze. Belinda had clearly tried it herself, which was why she was asking him now. Anyone with enough skill would be able to see through the flimsy blindfold.

*Bastard* "You better let her go or things won't turn out good for you, you better know it." Felix says now moving the gun closer to Ziven's forehead. "And what if n--" Ziven’s arrogant statement is interrupted with the breaking of the glass of the small window which was there just for a little light.

Roseline POV. I woke up in a large bed. It was so soft and fluffy that I didn't want to get up, but I had to, mainly because I remembered I didn't own a bed this comfortable. So where the hell was I? Was I in a monastery? I opened my eyes and found I was in a large room, and the curtains blocked out any form of light. The room wasn't brightly lit enough but lit enough to see. There were dark shadows in every corner, and the only source of light was the fire burning in the fireplace. The room was richly decorated. I hurried off the bed to the window. I pulled back the curtain, intending to let in light because I assumed it was bright out, but instead, I was met with darkness and void.

"Can I take off this blindfold, please?" "Yes, you can," Shadrach nodded, taking the blindfold off. Wynter adjusted her eyes to the brightness. Slowly, she removed the blindfold, and her eyes widened in awe. She was right; they were in a garden, but not the one everyone could expect. The indoor garden was a magical oasis. Strings of fairy lights hung from the ceiling, casting a warm, golden hue over the lush greenery. Each plant seemed to shimmer under the light, their leaves glistening like jewels.

Daniel asked without taking his amused look off Sam. “It will be another time, my girlfriend is indisposed and we have to go back,” Arthur answered half uncomfortably. He didn't like that man, just as he didn't like the fact that he was a friend of the Deltons and Jones, it was obvious that he was part of their shady business. “By the way, you didn't answer my question,” Daniel attacked. “It's a private question, Mr. White. You alone have had the decency to ask about my bride's veil, it is a custom in her country," he lied to get out of the way.