As Ethan inserted the drive, his eyes widened in disbelief as he uncovered details of the transactions linked to the robbery and the loans taken by the culprits. His heart raced, his thoughts spiraling. “What?!” he gasped, his voice trembling within the confines of his small room. He continued to read the files, uncovering disturbing revelations.One entry caught his attention: “Though Mr. Caldwell suspects one of his former employees, James, the police found no evidence tying him to the attack. People speculate that the Caldwell family might be accusing James out of spite after dismissing him from the company. To outsiders, James appears to be an innocent and honest individual, but those who know him are wary of his true nature.”Ethan’s hands trembled as he absorbed the contents of the files. Another detail left him speechless: James was now positioning himself as the savior of Caldwell Horizon, taking advantage of the company’s downfall. His movements were calculated, waiting for t

Sophia was slowly adjusting to life in the small town where Elena lived. Through Elena, she made new friends who warmly welcomed her into their circle. After work in the evenings, they often gathered by the riverside, playing games, laughing, and sharing stories. Sophia made it a point to laugh wholeheartedly at every funny moment, feeling the stress in her heart gradually ease. For the first time in years, she felt the warmth of genuine friendship—bonds so strong they resembled a family.The group’s support and care for each other amazed Sophia. She felt free, playing like a child again. She swam in the river alongside them, her laughter echoing across the water. Later, as some of them roasted bush meat caught in their traps, Sophia sat with the group, sharing the meal and soaking in the love and camaraderie. She discovered a new side of herself—one she hadn’t known existed.Coming from a wealthy family, Sophia had always felt trapped by expectations, and love often felt transactiona

It was a text from Ethan, though Mr. Caldwell didn’t recognize the number. Yet, the message was clear, beginning with Ethan’s name.“Sir, it’s me, Ethan. I need to see you about something very important. I think I can help you.”Mr. Caldwell sighed as he read the message. “What could this poor boy possibly do to help me?” he muttered under his breath before returning his attention to the pile of documents on his desk.Hours later, weariness finally took over. His eyes were strained, and his heart began to signal its discomfort. Setting his glasses aside, he stood and decided to head home, leaving the chaos of work behind for the night.When Mr. Caldwell arrived home, the sight of Mr. Greyson waiting in his living room nearly stopped his heart.“Mr. Greyson…” he began, his voice faltering.David quickly rose to greet him. “Dad, welcome home. We’ve been trying to reach you all day, but you didn’t answer any of our calls or texts.”“Welcome, Dad,” Lila added casually as she ascended the

It was already 1:45 a.m. when Mr. Maxwell finally arrived home. The faint rumble of his car echoed in the quiet night, drawing the attention of Audrey and Ethan, who were still in the living room. The television’s soft glow lit their faces as they exchanged thoughts, trying to distract themselves from the weight of the day.“Do you think that could be your dad?” Audrey asked, tilting her head toward the window.“Yeah, it should be him,” Ethan replied, a mix of relief and curiosity in his tone.“Does he always work this late?” Audrey pressed, her brows furrowing slightly.Ethan let out a small sigh before answering. “Yeah, pretty much every day. He has so much to do—most nights, he barely sleeps. I’d hear him typing away on his laptop even past midnight.”Before Audrey could respond, the sound of the front door opening cut through their conversation. Both of them turned as Mr. Maxwell stepped in, his presence filling the room with a quiet authority. Ethan and Audrey spoke in unison, th

Sophia sat quietly in her room, her heart heavy with a deep, unspoken sorrow. The sun had long risen, casting a warm, golden light across the room, but she couldn’t bring herself to step outside. The air felt too oppressive, the world beyond her door too loud. She stared blankly at her phone, her fingers mindlessly scrolling through funny videos, as if they might somehow distract her from the storm of emotions swirling within. Yet, no matter how many clips she watched, her thoughts relentlessly dragged her back into the darkness that seemed to consume her from the inside.A soft knock on the door broke her trance. It was a sound so gentle, yet it felt as if it had come from a distant place, muffled by the fog of her mind. The door creaked open, and there, standing in the threshold, was Elena’s mother, her face etched with concern.“Sophia,” she said, her voice gentle and warm, “You’ve been in here all day. Is something wrong, or are you just resting?”Sophia forced a polite smile, tho