Mrs Harper sat beside Roselia's bedside, waiting for her to wake up. The food Lionel served her was heavily drugged which made her body a bit slow in responding to treatment. Despite the situation, she was grateful that they made it out alive. They already cut open her body but no vital part was removed yet. For the first time, the police had actually arrived in time. Lionel and his buddies were under detention but she wasn't worried. There was already a cooler of organs to prove they were traffickers. Not even his wealth could save him. She'd known that all that talk of generational wealth was just a sham to lure Roselia into his trap. This would definitely serve as a big lesson to her. Surprisingly, Flynn answered her call as well and patiently listened to her explain their situation without cutting her shut or hanging up. He said he would come in to check on Rose but she couldn't tell if he was lying or not. Fortunately for them, he wasn't. He arrived about forty minutes later

Tyrone was rushed to the hospital in the next five minutes. The man was a complete mess. His face was barely recognizable, with five fingers missing and broken limbs. Not to mention the belt marks on his body. Helen had given him he'll on a platter. The doctors said he needed blood and it wasn't surprising considering the number of injuries he sustained. None of them really cared about the physical injuries or how long they would take to heal. Their major concern was the poison. Once they were given assurance that it would be flushed out, they settled his bills and returned to Helen. "Do you think she'll hate me?" Helen asked as they approached Elaine's home. "I think she'll be very excited to see you again. She has been asking about you for quite a while. She almost thought you abandoned her," Zade told her and she felt more guilty. "She didn't really notice it when Manie was around but since Olivia took her away, she has been quite lonely."Helen had nothing to say to that. Sh

Adera was going through some files with Zade when her mother’s call came in. She called back but there was no answer, which was highly unusual. She called again but like before there was no answer. She could feel it in her gut that something was wrong. Without hesitation, she got off the couch, ready to leave when Zade caught her wrists. “Where are you going? Did something happen?” He asked her. “Just help me go through those files in case you find anything that might be useful with the case. I need to go home now,” She told him instead but he wouldn’t let go of her. Realizing that stalling wouldn’t help, she decided to tell him anyway. “I don’t know for sure. My mother just called and then hung up the minute I hit the answer button. I called back twice but she didn’t answer the phone. Something is wrong, I can feel it,” she answered. “Then let me come with you.”“But…” “No buts. Let’s go.” She didn’t try to change his mind. For all she knew, her mother could be in serious

Roselia opened her mouth slowly and he shoved the spoon in. She chewed on it a little before shaking her head. “No, love, you have to take more. You haven't had anything in three days and it's getting everyone worried,” he scooped another spoonful of the food but she turned her face, unwilling to take another bite. “Come on, Rose. Don't you want to get better?” He asked but she wouldn't say a word. He tried harder but she wouldn't be coaxed into eating. Mrs Harper walked in at that moment and relief washed through him. Maybe she would be able to get the girl to eat something.“Still not eating?” She was quick to notice his frustrated expression. He nodded and she glanced at Roselia.“Let her be then. Maybe she is not hungry yet.”“What do you mean by not hungry yet? She hasn't taken anything since she woke up and you're saying she's not hungry? You want her to starve to death?” “Stop yelling, Flynn. You already said it yourself. You've tried but she wouldn't eat. What would you ha

Roselia got out of bed when she saw the news. Another murder. It seemed like the situation was escalating. It didn't seem like it was about the murder case anymore. She'd suspected the men may have taken the laws into their hands but this was going too far. The woman in question was in no way involved with the Andersons so why did they take her?Or could it be that it wasn't them?She got off the bed slowly and got dressed. She grabbed her keys and headed downstairs. Halfway to the car, she realized that she left her phone back in the room. In the course of getting it back, she bumped into Flynn.“Rose?” He called in surprise. She froze on the spot. “Where are you going? Why are you out of bed?” She opened her mouth to speak but the words failed her. Not from the sickness but from lack of explanation.“Did you want to get something? Are you hungry or…? Talk to me, is there something you want?” He asked and she nodded. “Food?” She nodded. “Babe, you didn't have to get out of bed b