Keith looked like he was about to say something but the ringing of a phone snapped both their attention off each other to where the sound was coming from. He snatched up his phone from where it laid on the desk, his hand still holding hers.Keith felt his jaw clenched tightly as he peered down the screen to look at who was calling him and his anger didn't feel better as he saw the name of the cop in charge of the case flashed on the screen, the tones from his phone playing softly into their ears. If it was up to him then he would leave the phone ringing without trying to pick it up or maybe just pick it up and tell the very useless man to go to hell but he glanced down at Camila and immediately canceled both thoughts, she wouldn't be pleased if he did that and the last thing he needed this morning was to push Camila to the edge and get more on her bad side this morning, it would only worsen the case. And like Camila would always tell him about there being no excuse for being a full-ti

Mr. Hockings was staring down at his phone with a frown spread across his face, his brows drawn together in concentration and confusion. His eyes darkened as his eyes scanned through the screen of his phone. Mrs. Hockings hurried down the staircase with a large smile, dressed in a long gold dress, her face adorned with makeup and her hair styled to match the outfit she had on, her feet were tucked in a small heel black heel and she was holding out two black bags.She halted her steps when her eyes collided with her husband's figure, sitting with his attention on his phone and it appeared that he had not even noticed her coming into the living room. Her once smiling face scrunched up into a frown as she took in her husband who was still not dressed for the occasion and was dressed instead in casual wear.“Why are you still seated here? This was the exact position I left you in,” she complained, eyeing her husband, “You should be getting ready, I would not want us to be late.”“Oh, shut

Mrs. Hockings’ jaw dropped as the car stopped before a house that looked like it was straight out of fairytale land. The house was magnificent _ it would be the third time her mouth had dropped down at the sights before her. The first time was when the white limousine had stopped in front of the house and the man, Kevin who announced himself as Abraham Connor's assigned driver had stepped out to tell them that he would be the one driving them to their destination for the day. She glanced at her husband and heaved a sigh of relief. She was more than relieved that her husband came with her, she was not sure how she would have to deal with the overwhelming feeling of being in such a sophisticated presence after so long of being a social outcast. That day at the court session, one of her friends had witnessed the whole session and even took a video and had gone to show it to all her other friends so when she had approached her friends in the hope of comfort after the entire event that we

“I have already told you, Sheila, calm down. All I want to do is get to know the family of the woman I've been staying with for some months and the people that have been sharing my money,” Abraham stated, his fingers tapping absentmindedly on the dining table although his gaze was trained on her. She tensed when he made the latter fill her with dread but she did not have time to dwell on it and she was interrupted by the sound of approaching footsteps. She smiled stiffly as her attention turned to the sound of people exchanging pleasantries at the other side of the closed door, her shoulders hunched up in a tensed form. For a moment she had been hoping that her father would have been able to convince her mother to ditch the dinner, which was the reason she specifically did not invite her father. Her plan had been simple, all she needed to do since she could not change Abraham's mind about the cursed dinner, was to get it done from her parents side. The plan was simple. So simple, all

“No specific reason really, I just thought that it was about time I got familiar with the parents of my girlfriend and aside from that I know Sheila has missed you both a great deal even though she is too busy to visit,” Abraham responded with a light shrug.But from the scowl on Sheila's father's face, one could tell that Abraham's response was unsatisfactory for him. “And so? She misses us but I still don't see how that is a reason solid enough for our being here, Connor,” her father said icily, leveling his gaze with Abraham.Abraham tilted to the left, his lips quivering upward a bit. “I do not believe there is anything wrong with me wanting your company, Mr. Hockings. Or is there a problem I am unaware of?”The moment her father opened his mouth, Sheila immediately butted in. Her father was already getting carried away with the unnecessary banter and the worse is that Abraham was intentionally playing his strings to get a reply from him.“What my father is just trying to say is t