Archer’s gaze softened despite his firm grip on Tangie’s hand. “Are you alright?” He asked, his eyes glinting with affection that Tangie had never seen before.Leaning her head against his shoulder, Tangie confessed that it felt unreal. Despite the relief that washed over her, it still felt completely surreal that her grandfather didn’t do much to stop them.Archer cast a glance at Tangie, and observed the hint of unease on her features. “You can tell me anything,” he pleaded.Tangie shook her head in response, “I’m alright,”but Archer noticed that she kept glancing over her shoulders watching her relatives on the patio.Mr Mathew stood feet apart from the rest of the family. Tangie could already hear their conversations, she was worried about her father, just because he supported her, he was bound to go through backlash from the family. In fact, she could see her mom’s disapproving eyes boring into his soul.“What do you think you’re doing, Mathew?! Stop them!” Mrs Margaret yell

As dusk gradually covered Utah, the serene streets of the city were flooded by people returning home from their daily activities.Mariah and Tangie were in the living room, watching the Real Housewives, unaware of the brewing scandal that was about to struck.The Sullivans family was one of the oldest families in Keringham, their daughters and sons were born into the responsibility of upholding not just the family’s name, but to uphold the morals and values that the society withheld as tradition.Every household in Keringham looked up to the Sullivans, the standard held by them was one to reckon with but that was all a facade, or at least it looked like a facade, and that facade of love and unity that the Sullivans portrayed outside the castle had been shattered by the video of Tangie Sullivan’s mistreatment by the lord himself.At first, it seemed like a scene from a Cinderella movie that was innocently going round the internet, but as the day progressed, the video of Tangie pale an

Settled at the dining table, Mariah had prepared a feast in celebration of Tangie’s return and pregnancy.As taught at Utah Culinary Arts Institute, an excess of delightful dishes lay on the table in silver wares with vibrant garnishing.The main course, a succulent roasted leg of lamb, adorned with rosemary and garlic took the center of the table. Scattered around the table, a full plate of buttery mashed potatoes, Brussels sprouts, and honey-glazed carrots were placed before everyone present.Tangie was amazed at the beauty and the effort Mariah had put into the feast, it was nothing short of a banquet. The aroma of freshly cooked meals wafted through the room, engulfing her like a hug. Perhaps it wasn’t just the food that buttered her heart, perhaps it was the perfect picture of her dad and her husband sitting on the same dining table with her sweet friend, Mariah.Moments like this were all that mattered to her. As her eyes flickered from face to face, Tangie wondered if he was a

“What does this mean for us?” Tangie exclaimed, her brows furrowing with concern. “Are you saying that, Big Dot could be any of the Sullivans?”Archer nodded solemnly, “Big Dot could be someone within the Sullivan family or someone married into the Sullivan lineage.” “Like Augustine...” Mr Mathew interjected, his eyes narrowing in thought.“It’s…. well,” he paused, carefully considering his words.“Sir Augustine Dennis, the lord of Leeds, a speaker in the White House married to a Sullivan,”“Aunt May.” Tangie concurred, “it’s a possibility we can’t overlook,”Tangie glanced at Archer, her mind racing with thoughts, “Both Aunt May and Sir Augustine were in the Government and they pretty much do the selections of lords to government.”Unraveling these hidden facts was thrilling as it was scary to her. She’d hate to the idea that her great-aunt was trying to kill her husband.“How much information can gather on these couple?” Archer asked, hoping Mr Mathew would have some insights. “

Archer’s mind raced, trying to piece together the puzzle of this stranger’s identity. The stranger’s calm demeanor only fueled Archer’s frustration, leaving him in a state of constant unease and assumptions. Desperate for the truth, yet continuously clueless.“Could he just be a member of Libra Group? Or perhaps he was just someone with a personal interest in Doctor Mason.” He wondered.As he stared into the stranger’s eyes, searching for a hint without any success, Archer sighed and turned away.“If you’ve harmed Doctor Mason, you’ll pay for it.” Archer declared as he made his way to the door.The corners of the stranger’s lips widened in a mischievous smirk.“Bold of you to assume you’re invincible and everyone is conquerable.”Archer paused, catching his breath before turning to him, an expression of disinterest etched on his face.“I don’t think invincible, Sir. I just don’t support harming people.”Lebanon scoffed, his wry chuckle, a scornful gesture at Archer’s words.“Did you