One day before the hearing, Sebastian and Don were seen picking up Judge Tris at her residence and taking her out for dinner to the outskirts of town, Acogedor, a small restaurant of Don's choice that was hidden and had no CCTV.One principle of Judge Tris was that she did not accept any form of bribery in the form of money or goods. But if it was just a conversation, she didn't mind. Because she didn't want to be bound by debts of gratitude that she couldn't repay.She enjoyed doing things her way; material possessions were not her life's goal. All she needed was entertainment, attention, and companionship. Things she didn't have because of her past habit of mixing reality with fantasies.All because of Arthur Smith, her obsession with the man she couldn't shake no matter how hard she tried, even after decades, she still couldn't get rid of her feelings for Arthur. Only time had matured her; she only loved Arthur silently while continuing to live her life pursuing her beloved profess

The Walsh family mansion.The sound of the bell rang as they were having dinner together, interrupted by the sound of knives, forks, and plates clashing could be heard as they were enjoying their steak."Do you have any promises, Lucas?" asked Miriam as she put a slice of irresistible grade-A steak with dripping juice into her mouth.Lucas thought for a moment before shaking his head."Do we still have leftover food, Adrian?" Miriam asked the head servant."Yes, ma'am," Adrian replied, standing stiffly to meet his employer's needs.Their servant opened the door for an uninvited guest while they continued their dinner. Adrian's voice was heard shooing the guest in; Lucas, Miriam, and Hazel furrowed their brows, hearing the commotion from the front door.Their curiosity was answered when the uninvited guest appeared in the dining room, clapping his hands and chuckling.Lucas Walsh glanced at his daughter and wife; simultaneously, they gripped their knives and forks."I wonder what it's

A convoy of police cars escorted Victor and Vincent Davis to the Blackstone Institute—the only prison in Eagertown, which is located on the city's outskirts.Victor covered his face with both hands while growling repeatedly. Beside him, Vincent leaned back in his seat, looking up.Their comfortable and carefree life from yesterday now felt like a mirage.The lifelong sentence haunted their minds since earlier. They felt like they wanted to die even before reaching the prison.The iron bars surrounding the police car seemed to depict their lives from now on.There is a clear boundary between them inside that moving metal box compared to the people out there."I swear, if you say 'I told you so,' I'll strangle you," muttered Victor in his frustration."Vent your frustrations elsewhere; I'm not interested," Vincent replied coldly to his brother.Victor's ears perked up at his brother's markedly different tone. He then realised what he was doing, using his brother as a punching bag for hi

"What?" Hazel asked again, wanting to ensure that Glenn's words earlier weren't just her delusion.Glenn smiled at Hazel's innocent reaction; he wouldn't mind repeating it a hundred times as long as he could see her innocent face staring at him with her round emerald eyes."Hazel Walsh, will you marry me?"If Hazel had been dumbfounded earlier, then this time, her reaction would have been different. After ensuring that her ears didn't mishear Glenn's words, her eyes responded by shedding tears.Glenn was naturally confused by Hazel's reaction.‘Is she rejecting me?’‘Of course, we don't know each other yet.’‘Is this too fast? Does she need more time? Or is she no longer interested in me?’‘Or maybe... Is she offended by my proposal because she doesn't love me?’Glenn's thoughts swirled in his head as he watched Hazel's reaction. Now, it was he who looked at Hazel with confusion.Especially when Hazel released his grip and instead crouched on the floor, crying uncontrollably."Hazel..

There was a commotion inside Sebastian's office; the man was fuming upon hearing the news of his nephew's escape from Don, who now kept his head down, not wanting to get reprimanded because of the boss's foul mood."Who helped them?" Sebastian interrogated sharply, staring at Don."If we go by their clean and traceless modus operandi, it's The Eyes," Don responded, referring to Eleanor's gang."Fvcking shit! What the hell do they want with me? And why haven't your people found them yet after all this time?!" Sebastian snapped.Don cursed inwardly, 'Oh no, here we go again…' he sighed as Sebastian was reminded of his unfinished task.It had been over a decade since The Eyes had been terrorising them; several assassination attempts on Sebastian eventually led him to retreat from the spotlight and work from the shadows.Because they didn't know The Eye's motive, Sebastian became paranoid. Their last attack nearly sent Sebastian to meet his God.Everyone has their own ghosts, and the conc