The next two hours were spent in silence. As for Ayra, she had her head rested to the side while there was nothing but slight misery on her face. At this point, she had to be honest with herself, and she began reflecting on all the things she did wrong. Now, she was about to lose everything that made her The Ayra Brown. She was the same young woman who could make men bow to her. She was the undisputed beauty goddess who no one had the guts to mess around with. She was a social queen bee, and she was beloved by all. Now, her life has turned out this way, simply because she couldn’t let go of the young man who she had cruelly discarded months ago. They finally arrived at the private airport and Mr. Brown quickly urged his wife and daughter out of the car. They didn’t pack a single load so moving was already very easy.“Wait, where is that friend of yours? This is the airport we’re using, right?” Mrs. Brown was feeling much better and she hurried after her husband, their daughter not

Andre’s jaw dropped as he saw this. “Holy shit! Is this really happening or am I just hallucinating?!” He whispered to Tracy, who could only shake her head slightly with a shocked expression on her face, indicating that she was just as surprised by the sudden turn of events.Everyone at this private airport was quite confused as they kept watching as Mr. Brown held his daughter, by the throat, while using her body to shield himself. The gun had become slightly warm after he released the first shot into the air.“Honey, have you lost your goddamn mind?! Let our child go right now!” Mrs. Brown looked a mess right now. Her hair was disheveled, her face was red and puffy and her posture conveyed her exhaustion. “Dad, you…..you won’t really kill me, right?” Ayra was shaking as she had her finger weakly on the muscular arm curved around her throat. She had whispered these words to her father, hoping to get a confirmation that her father was, indeed, simply messing with William and his

Andre quickly pulled his girlfriend into a warm, and hopefully consoling, hug while his face couldn’t get rid of the horror.“Goodness!” Camilla whispered out, shock written all over her face by expression. Despite this though, she was less reactive towards the sudden brutality when compared to Andre and Tracy. This is because The Parker family is full of people who would do the worst things to their blood relatives just to get ahead. The Parker family could be akin to a breeding ground for treachery and betrayal in various forms. Camilla grew up witnessing many bloody situations in her family, so she was less reactive towards this scene. Still, she had to admit that she didn’t expect Mr. Brown to suddenly kill his own wife, and right in front of Ayra at that.Not even William could hold his reaction. A deep frown was etched on his forehead as he stared at the scene. He suddenly glanced at the McArthur bodyguards still in a tight formation around him and his friends. “Prepare to ta

That afternoon, William went home with his three friends as soon as they finished making the reports at the police station. As for the corpses of Mr. Brown, Mrs. Brown, as well as the unconscious Ayra Brown, they were all now in police custody.After arriving at the William estate, the group of four university students went to take a well-deserved shower before having a late breakfast. After this, Camilla was the first to leave. Apart from being a student, she was also the charity chief and she needed to check on her organization. Andre and Tracy took this cue as well and they also left the William estate. William instructed Abigail to assign two bodyguards each to secure the safety of Andre and Tracy. They had just triumphed over a great ordeal, and William felt like he couldn’t be too cautious right now. As for Camilla, William was quite sure that once she got back to her family, her parents would ensure her utmost safety. After all, Camilla is still the heir of the Parker’s busin

Ayra Brown was in a lot of emotional turmoil ever since she regained consciousness, only to find out that there were police officers guarding the ward where she had been lightly treated. It was then that she recalled everything and she began screaming for her mother.“Mom! Where’s my Mom?!” Ayra had struggled against the hold of the nearby nurses when she began acting out of control.“Miss Ayra Brown, your mother is no longer with us.” A female doctor spoke with great concern as she stared at the young woman. “She was already dead long before she was brought to the hospital.” The female doctor saw how Ayra froze on the spot while staring at her stiffly, with tears running down her face. A masculine voice suddenly spoke from the distance. “Unfortunately, that’s not all. Your father was killed in self-defense not long after he shot your mother.”Ayra jerked her head to the side to find that it was the head of police officers speaking as he walked towards him. Behind him are two fe