Stephan Blackwood stood at the entrance of St. Augustine's High School, his heart pounding with a mix of excitement and apprehension. It was his first day at the prestigious institution, a world far removed from the humble neighbourhood he had grown up in. The grandeur of the building and the air of privilege surrounding him made him feel like an imposter, a fish out of water. Taking a deep breath, Stephan pushed open the heavy doors and stepped into the bustling hallway. The chatter of students echoed in his ears, and he could feel their eyes upon him, scrutinising his every move. Whispers followed in his wake as he made his way towards his designated classroom. As he entered the classroom, his gaze was drawn to a girl sitting at the front row. She exuded an aura of grace and gentleness, her features radiant and captivating. Her eyes sparkled with warmth, and a soft smile played upon her lips. She had long, flowing chestnut hair that cascaded down her back, and her posture was pois

Amelia Shelton, a woman draped in a facade of elegance and refinement, revelled in her dual nature. Behind closed doors, away from the prying eyes of the world, she revealed her true colours, treating those beneath her with callous indifference. Her treatment of her maid was no exception.In the privacy of her luxurious mansion, Amelia's true nature unfurled. She barked orders with an air of entitlement, her voice dripping with condescension."Martha, how many times do I have to tell you? Iron my dresses properly! Can't you see the creases? It's unacceptable!"Martha, the maid, trembled under Amelia's scrutiny. "I-I'm sorry, ma'am. I'll fix it right away."Amelia waved her hand dismissively. "You're always sorry, Martha. I expect perfection, not excuses. Don't make me repeat myself."Martha nodded, her eyes downcast. She hurriedly went about her tasks, aware that any misstep would result in further reprimand.As the day wore on, Amelia's demands grew more unreasonable. She berated Mar

Stephan's heart skipped a beat at the revelation. A mix of emotions surged through him, ranging from shock to disbelief. He had never known about the existence of a child, a secret daughter who carried Magdalena's traits! The thought of a hidden connection shook him to his core.His mind raced, trying to process the implications. Questions swirled within him. Where was her daughter now? What kind of life had she been subjected to? How had she been kept in the dark for so long?Unfortunately, Amelia had no knowledge of the child's whereabouts. She had merely heard rumours and speculations. Stephan's frustration grew as he realised that the information he sought remained out of his reach."Who do you think may know about the daughter's place?" He asked her with a scary tone."I... I don't know! Maybe her old husband or maybe her brother Robin..." Amelia shivered."I. Don't. Care. Amelia," Stephan's focus sharpened, determination etched onto his face. "Find out more, filthy b*tch. I want

Oliver, Stephan's loyal assistant, stood silently by his side, relishing the discomfort and shock that had gripped the Riven family. His eyes gleamed with a sense of anticipation as he waited for his master's next command. Stephan, sitting at the opposite head of the dining table, turned to Oliver and spoke with a calm authority."Oliver, it seems we have some unfinished business to attend to in this house," Stephan said, his voice firm and unwavering. "I want you to search every corner of this mansion for any remaining belongings of Magdalena."Oliver nodded obediently, understanding the importance of the task at hand. He knew that finding any trace of Magdalena's presence would further unsettle the already unnerved Riven family. With a nod from Stephan, he swiftly departed the dining room, leaving the Rivens to face the weight of their past actions.Thomas Riven, unable to hide his growing frustration and anger, spoke up, his voice trembling with a mixture of indignation and defianc