Later that night, Bryan was pacing in his study, when his phone buzzed, snapping him out of his thoughts. He looked down at the caller ID — Mrs. Gabe. His brow furrowed as he answered. “Bryan, I need to know what’s going on with Ava,” Mrs. Gabe said, her tone sharp. “how could she be talking about
Liana hurried to the temple where the eastern medical Doctor lived. "Please, I need your help. I need to know what this substance is," Liana said, her voice trembling with urgency. The doctor nodded, taking the case from her and opening it with careful hands. He examined the contents, sniffing the
Khalid’s face had drained of all color. His grip on the phone tightened as he struggled to comprehend the catastrophe unfolding around him. The others in the room watched, confusion and curiosity growing on their faces. Mr. thonks asked, "What happened, you look dreadful!!!". Bryan, who had be
The grand ballroom of the Paradise Hotel glittered with opulence, draped in silk and adorned with cascading flowers. Chandeliers sparkled overhead, casting a soft glow over the crowd of dignitaries, business moguls, and family members who had come to witness the event of the year. As Amelia and
Ava's face paled as she exchanged a worried glance with Mrs. Gabe. "What...what do you mean the Randall family is here?" Mrs. Gabe stammered. The guard looked nervous, glancing around at the gathered guests who had also gone silent, all eyes now on him. "Ma'am, they’re tearing down decorations, sm
As the crowd’s taunts grew louder, the ballroom doors swung open, silencing everyone. A group of sharply dressed individuals entered, their presence demanding attention. At the front stood a poised figure holding a folder in hand, exuding an air of authority. The stranger walked directly toward Av
"Who dares disrupt our lord's wedding ceremony?" The strange man repeated. Gasps rippled through the room, and even Mr. Fredrick, was took a step back, he scoffed, "Our lord? And who, exactly, are you referring to?". Without hesitation, the man gave a deep bow in Bryan's direction, addressing h
Dale took a step closer to Amelia, his eyes narrowing with a cold intensity. “Alright, lady, if you are so confident, then tell us—who exactly set this up? Name him, and let’s put an end to your little delusion.” Amelia crossed her arms defiantly, flashing a smug smile. “It was Wheatley, of course