Mia couldn't grasp the message Peter had just given her. After he left, she hurriedly got a change of clothes and headed to Henry's guest house. When she got outside her apartment, she flagged a taxi and hopped in. Her entire body vibrated vehemently as she approached the venue. She hoped it was just some sort of Photoshop, but if it was real, then she was in really big trouble. Henry's mother is a well-known entrepreneur, and she had all the money too and he would fish her out as one of the culprits for his son's misfortune. She panicked and bit her lower lip in regret. But it's too late for all that show of remorse. For the years she spent with Peter, she knows he doesn't go back on his words. And if he had shown her what he had done, then that was it. The moment the taxi got into a traffic jam a few blocks from the Brothel she tapped the driver from behind. The man stopped sharply. She threw the cash at him, ran out, and jogged off the remaining distance. It was 7.30 p.m. as

Henry's surgery was done successfully that night before. Mia woke up with an ache all over her body. She stretched her broken leg and still felt the pain, although not as much as the previous day. She sat and took a deep breath while reminiscing on all that had happened in the past few days. It seemed like she had been in this situation for a hundred years of her life. She yawned and got up to give herself a quick look in the mirror. Her face was pale, with two pink lines cut across her left cheek. She touched it with a free hand and cursed.Mia's reflection stared back at her, mirroring the exhaustion in her eyes. She sighed, running her fingers through her tousled hair, which now seemed more like a tangled mess than the silky waves she was used to. The events of the past few days replayed in her mind like a relentless movie, each scene etching itself deeper into her memory.With a resigned shrug, Mia turned away from the mirror, feeling the weight of the day ahead settling onto her

Peter had finished addressing the few guests invited for the occasion at the company's multi-purpose hall. Dress in his three-piece suit and a hat. He stood on the podium and addressed the men he had invited for the auspicious occasion of his solar panel launch. Some of the products are displayed in front of the hall. Everything had been put in place with huge campaigns. The team members and engineers had done a great job picking out the design for the product. Kayla was sitting at the special table she shared with Peter and other prominent men. Jim was there, too. The elaborate party was set up with guests from far and near.“Your man is a smart one," Jim said to Kayla with a smile on his face. She nodded her agreement to him, and the other men laughed heartily.I hear you make crazy designs for company brands. Jim told her, I think I would need a new logo for my business. Kayla's eyes widened as she heard those words under the soft speech Peter was giving at the podium. She would

In the large hospital corridor, thick thuds of boots slamming against the ceramic floor could be heard. Henry’s mom was just halfway from her son’s medical room when she met Dr. Briggs. With a soft smile on her face, she greeted him. “Dr. Briggs, how are you today?”“I’m fine, madam. Here to see Henry, I guess?” The doctor assumed, however, that he was right. Even though her son had not recovered from the hit, she is still happy that she has been able to bring the culprit to justice. Mia was still in her custody, and until she was able to find this so-called Peter, she would not rest. Meanwhile, Mia had forgotten to give her Peter’s full name.She sighed.“Your son will be fine; it’s just a matter of time and he will be back to normal," the doctor promised.“It's fine then; I still want to see if he can tell me a few things." She said she was still convinced in her heart that her son wasn’t mad. She had never experienced anything as such in her life. But then she keeps thinking about

Peter paced his office back and forth with disappointment on his face. He had asked his workers to stay at home for a few days so they could rest from the incident. Tyler wasn’t hurt that much and has refused to stay home. Instead, he resumed work early in the morning as usual, and when Peter saw him come into his office, he was shocked. “I thought I asked you to stay home for a few days. What are you doing here?” Peter asked with a small frown, marring his features.“I asked you to stay home, Tyler; you shouldn’t be here at this moment.” He said that and checked the time on his wristwatch. “Seventeen minutes past seven o’clock? Who the hell shows up at work this early? Or do you have anything you are not telling me?” He raised his brows in speculation.“Sir, I can’t stay home when the company is in this critical stage. I am not as broken as you think. I can still do my job." Tyler countered. “And the injury on your hand?” Peter asked, looking at the plaster on Tyler’s hand. "C'mon