William Afton X Mrs Afton Novels & Stories

Mia's eyes widened as she turned to Afton, her eyes filled with disbelief. Afton's face went pale as he stammered, trying to make up an explanation. "Mia, that recording is fake! I just wanted to see whether Ryan had treated the wrong patient. He's just a charlatan, after all, and I was worried he would make a mistake and hurt the old woman… How could I ever hurt anyone? You know me! I'm someone who feels bad when I see an injured cat." Mia's heart softened again, and she looked at Vivian. "Did you hear that? Afton meant well..."

"Your wife?" Martin, who had refused to respond earlier, finally turned back to face William. Though he leaned on a cane for support, there was not the slightest hint of frailty in his body. His posture remained firm, his steps steady. His eyes were sharp, piercing, and the killing aura around him was so dense it felt suffocating. "Say that again." William smirked as he stepped closer. "My wife," he said firmly, without fear. "You used her. You twisted her into something almost as monstrous as you are!"

She had specific questions about corporate litigation that told me she had done research before tonight. I answered them directly. She pushed back on two of my answers. I held my ground on both. She looked pleased about that in a way she did not try to hide. After dinner we went back to the sitting room. At some point Beckett went to find something in another room and it was just Margaret and me and the dog and the quiet. She looked at me. "Can I ask you something directly," she said. "You have been asking me things directly all evening," I said.

“That can’t be. She used to come to our dorm. She was like a sister to me. William’s everything revolved around her.” “I know,” Justin said gently. “Her death happened long before I even moved into the neighborhood. William hasn’t been the same since. He still believes there’s more to it—that it wasn’t just a random disappearance or accident. He hasn’t closed the case.” I leaned back, eyes wide. It didn’t feel real. My mind reeled. I closed my eyes and saw her again—laughing in the dorm hallway, sneaking snacks, teasing William with warmth and wit. Her name was Selena. She was like a sister to me, too.

“Is there someone else who possesses another set of keys to your place?” “William and Mrs Atkins,” she nodded without delay. The police officer’s gaze flickered to William without delay, and the latter raised an eyebrow at him. “As far as jokes go, this isn’t a good one,” William told him in earnest. “William and I were together all day, it couldn’t have been him,” Simone rolled her eyes at him. “I don’t swing that way to be honest, and I am far past my prime,” Mrs Atkins joked in a light tone of voice. “I would suggest, however, that you get footage of the camera.”

with that she turned to take the stairs. Mr. William has a modeling company while Mrs. Wilfred had a cosmetic company, they both agreed to partner for the growth of the two companies, but before signing the contract, Mr. Williams insisted that one of her sons should marry Ashley his only daughter to strengthen the family bonds. Although Mrs. Wilfred was quick to accept because she's the CEO of the company After the whole saga between Ashley and her mother-in-law, Mrs. Wilfred instructed a maid to show Ashley to her room.

William said before grabbing his car keys and heading out. --- Farrah Mansion. Niki came in from outside, and told Mrs. Ann was sitting on the living room sofa, her hand caressing a picture of Cindy. "Lady, William is visiting you." Mrs. Ann looked up, and before she could say anything, she saw William entering the living room. "Hello, Aunt Ann." He bowed to Mrs. Ann. He was shocked to see Mrs. Ann's listless, haggard face. It's only been two months and she's aged a lot.

“Oh? Did anything else happen?” Pink painted my cheeks at her impure thoughts but I shook my head no; the idea made me blush but not the person. Instead, I pictured something else happening with a certain someone else. “No, but I met his little sister Heather… They live here I guess,” “Jesus,” William mumbled. Satisfied with his appearance, he turned around. “He sure has a drive to school,” Austyn nodded and rummaging through some drawers, she pulled out a pair of sweatpants. “Thank God,”

The night has fallen, Anita quickly replied, "Mom, let's go home!" Anita didn't want her mother to meet Alfred, but her mother was adamant as she saw the executive Jeep that dropped her first daughter home. Alfred hadn't fully wound up his Jeep windows, and he sees the woman approaching him as she stares into his Jeep. He noticed Anita frowning, and immediately realizing the older woman may be Anita's mother. "Hello, good evening," Mrs. Tonia says to Alfred as she finally approached his car. "Good evening, ma," Alfred greeted, and Mrs. Tonia smiled. "Are you my..."

Nathan rubbed his temples. “Way bigger.” He stared at the photo again. Then at his reflection on the black screen. His stomach twisted slightly. Because the more he investigated… The more the truth seemed unavoidable. And he wasn’t sure what would happen when everyone finally discovered it. --- Back at the Miller mansion, dinner had already ended. William stood by the window again, looking out over the dark city skyline. Behind him, Coco watched quietly. She knew that posture. William was thinking. Deeply. Dangerously.