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"All that black and those sunglasses—are you trying to audition for a Bond villain?" His lips twitched, almost a smile. Almost. "Less talking, Mrs. Creek." The car lurched forward, taking off behind Aidan's Tesla. Mrs. Creek?" I echoed, blinking. The name sounded so foreign, so wrong. I sighed, leaning back in my seat. The fight had been sucked out of me, leaving only the hollow ache of exhaustion. Memories of my parents flickered through my mind unbidden. If they were still alive, none of this would be happening.

Pain flickered across Connor's face, and the fight finally ended. Jamie brushed himself off, pulled a folder out of the car, and tossed it at Connor. "Mr. Grayson, I dug up something pretty interesting. Wanna take a look?" Connor opened the folder. As he flipped through it, a look of disbelief appeared on his face. "This can't be true. This is bullshit!" he exclaimed. "You think I'd fall for this crap?" Jamie scoffed. "Do you think I'm lying? Go check it yourself. For someone who talks so much about getting revenge for his mom, you sure didn't care much about her when she was alive."

Instantly, she shook her head as she guessed that Blaze had once again showed his lack of ingenuity with such an ordinary name for a beautiful building. The man in front of Tessy noisily cleared his throat, in order to gain the attention of the girl who was now admiring the lobby. While he enjoyed taking new tenants on tours around the condo, he wasn't in the mood for it that evening. He was eager to go home and meet his mother, who had developed cancer and needed to be taken care of. Meanwhile, Tessy seemed to regain herself and handed him a red card. "I'm here to see Blaze. Blaze Colt."

It was my idea of sharing the good news with her. I opened the door and noticed we had a visitor. Andrew was playing with the boys. They seemed fond of him and had recognized him to be their dad. I saw some new toys unwrapped on the floor. “Mommy, Mommy” Ethan and Evan started chanting immediately they noticed me standing by the door. “My angels,” I said, beaming lightly. “How did the interview go?” Granny asked, coming out of the kitchen. “What interview?” Andrew asked, confused. “Gwen applied for a role of personal assistant in Blue Energy Company” Granny said, walking towards the sofa.

The charged air crackled with unspoken tension, our eyes locked in a silent exchange of unresolved emotions. "Why do you have to be so damn stubborn?" He growled, the frustration evident in his voice. His grip on my wrist remained unyielding. "Stubbornness is the only armor I have against people like you," I retorted, my defiance fueling the fire within me. Kirill's eyes bore into mine, a storm of emotions brewing beneath the surface. "You think I care about your damn armor? I only care about you not ending in some messed up situation." The sincerity in his voice collided with the harshness of his words, creating a dissonance that reverberated through the air. My heart pounded as conflicting

I scrunched my face in disgust, handing him a bottle of water. He gulped the water like a raving mad man. "What's your name?" I asked. "My name is Gray," he replied. "Sit and call your boss," I ordered. He brought out his phone with shaky hands, dialing and putting his phone on speaker. "Hello Gray," Julian said. Gray looked at me and I gave him a glare. "Hello boss. I have Alex here with me," Gray said. There was silence and sounds of kids in the background. "How did you do it?" Julian asked. "I caught him sleeping and captured him. Where are you boss?" Gray asked.

Grey made a nod, his hand dropping as he joined his father at the center of the balcony. There was tension between them, and for a moment I thought Grey knew. My heart sank as I watched the two of them stare into each others eyes. The tension in the air grew with every passing second until Elena’s voice broke the silence. “Boys,” she dragged the ‘s’, swaying her way passed me. “You’re going to miss the best part,” she groaned,taking Greys hand and wrapping it around her waste. That was the first time I got a closer look at her.

Even Andre is not an idiot to kill someone in this cabin and ruin his careful planning. "I am not coming back untill i am done here. Go and tell that to my brother. Now get out of my cabin" he snapped angrily. Adric smirked. 'I wonder how this woman looks like. So many men are making fools of themselves for her. First Cedric, then this Russian. But most importantly Matteo Gonsalves. He is ready to tear anyone into pieces for her. If she is so beautiful, then it doesn't hurt to have a little fun with her ' he thought with amusement.

'That is not an issue, we need to be there and now. The three dash out, and when they get to Casper, he is holding a wake for his mother, other members of the project are there, and so are Gregory, Tony, and Roe, Whitney runs to him and hugs him, and Casper pushes her from himself. "I hate you, I hate you for coming into my life." "I am sorry, I didn't mean to..." 'Really? Will your sorry bring back my mother?" He pulled her, wanting to push her face to the corpse.

Isolde Wrenleigh became an icon by accident. And somewhere, far from London, a man in a gray mask watched her face on a cracked screen. He sipped wine from a glass he didn’t pay for. His smile was slight. His voice was low. “Well done, little actress.” He clicked off the screen. And vanished into the dark.