At once, after Elara hit Isabella on the face, she said nothing more but walked towards the table where Isabella could see her fancy bag. Without understanding what Elara was up to, Isabella observed how she placed her pistol on the table.Hence, Elara moved to the other side of the table, where Isabella couldn't see her face, unlike the back of her head that Isabella saw as Elara walked to the table before.Now, Elara remained silent, focusing solely on the table. Her hands were busily arranging items that Isabella couldn't see, as the table was too high for her to properly observe unless she stood up.Even when she attempted to stand upright and get a better view of what Elara might be doing on the table, she couldn't due to the way her legs were tied together, restricting her body's movement.No matter how deeply she pondered and how far her thoughts traveled about Elara's actions, she couldn't reach a conclusion. Yet Elara continued to remain silent. However, at this moment, a smi
Quickly, as Elara returned to the hole and jumped into it, Isabella was struggling to free her legs. Hence, the words from the police on the outside became audible."Last chance to surrender peacefully. We don’t want this to end badly. Put down your weapons and come out with your hands up."Upon hearing this, Isabella became more frightened as the thought of ending up in jail suddenly dawned on her, and she immediately yelled, "F**king cut loose this motherf**ker!"Like a determined bird in a cage, she persisted in her struggle to cut the ties around her legs. Each futile attempt made her realize that the material binding her was tougher than expected.Hence, when she heard the police say, "Time’s up, We gave you every opportunity. Officers, let’s move in and end this.” Isabella began to see the shadows of the police officers at every corner of the wall she stared at. This made her realize that she was doomed at this moment.Each shadow of the police officer indicated that they were w
"Isabella, the car is just to the left after that corner. Get into it and drive away from these zones before you're found," Alexa said. Consequently, Isabella spotted her fancy car at that moment.Without dwelling too much on how Alexa managed to bring it to this location, she promptly slid into the car and started it, driving away from the area.As she drove, her thoughts returned to how Elara Whitewind had obstructed the road with a road maintenance van and hit her on the head, causing her to lose consciousness. Thus, she suddenly yelled out, "You caused all of this, Alexa!""I apologize, Isabella, if you think I caused all of this. Could you please explain how I did it?" Alexa responded, her voice gentle and reminiscent of an innocent young girl who couldn't find her way home and had to call her mom for help."If you had told me to step out of the car when you realized you couldn't survey the surroundings, I wouldn't be in this mess," Isabella yelled again."Again, I apologize for
Every attempt made by Mr. Smith to encourage Ethan to start seeing someone new and perhaps plan a new marriage had proven futile. Ethan was content with only Sophia and had been providing her with a level of comfort and care she had never experienced before when he was poor.With this, Sophia was content with everything she had compared to when she was still with her mother, and hence, she did not bother about the fact that she had not set eyes on her mother since the moment she had taken her to her father's mansion.All of her wants were met, and her every need was satisfied. She received abundant fatherly love from Ethan as she now attended the best school in the country, and a bodyguard had been assigned to her to ensure her safety and prevent any accidents, whether minor or serious.Hence, she was indeed a happy little girl, and Ethan Mark was happy because she was happy.In the evening of the day, Ethan and his daughter Sophia were returning from the cinema in one of their fancy
Isabella, not having driven too far, suddenly began to hear the sporadic sound of shooting, like an unsettling symphony of distant thunderclaps, which seemed to be coming from Ethan Mark’s mansion. Immediately upon hearing this, she pressed her foot on the brake pedal and brought the car to a halt like a vigilant guardian abruptly stopping to shield its charge from an unseen danger. She then asked,"Alexa, is that what I think it is?""I'm sorry, Isabella; I am not a god and certainly do not possess any kind of divine power to read your thoughts. Is there something you're thinking about that you want me to know? Please speak up.""The shooting? Can you hear it? Isabella asked promptly, still in disbelief over what she heard."Yes, I heard the shooting. It's as loud as fireworks being shot into the sky. I would be deaf not to have heard that." Alexa answered."Good! Can you trace where that sound is coming from? Isabella asked again.Upon hearing Isabella's question, Alexa remembered t
Inside Ethan Mark’s compound, every security guard, under the command of Guard 3 as per Mr. Smith's instructions, assumed strategic positions, reminiscent of a well-orchestrated dance of readiness. At this moment, Mr. Smith was also present in the compound with his two pistols right in his hands as he stretched them forward, ready to shoot any ninjas he saw advancing at him.In this manner, three of the ninjas had been shot right in the arm and ankle and were kneeling on the ground helplessly and in agony by Mr. Smith. He had given a perfect instruction to the guards, ordering them to disable the men in dark clothing's movement rather than killing them, with the expectation that the police would arrive to arrest them in due time.Having delivered six well-placed shots to critical points on each of the three men's bodies, Mr. Smith advanced towards them and kicked their firearms out of reach, as if ridding the scene of potential danger with swift efficiency.In this manner, he removed
Hearing their thoughts on the news about her, Isabella didn't express surprise. She merely chuckled briefly and said to herself,"I couldn't have masterminded something this stupid. Ethan Mark, you just wait and see how I will bounce on you. Trust me, you won't see it coming."Immediately after uttering that, she immersed herself in the phone screen again and listened to what the two journalists were saying live."I don't think it's Ethan Mark's ex-wife, Mrs. Isabella Rosewood, who masterminded this. I mean, she was only angry at the media for showing her family matters on the news, so she spoke to the reporters rudely. She doesn't seem like a person capable of murder. Or rather, we'll have to wait to find out.""You're right, Mrs. Jacob. Let's find out what's happening on the streets of Ethan Mark. Henry, any further developments?"At that moment, Isabella observed how the screen divided again, and the same man she had seen earlier when she started watching this live video reappeared
Making his way through the entrance door of the mansion, Mr. Smith's eyes peered at Guard 2, who was standing alert, ready to fire at any unwelcome guest in dark clothing approaching like a vigilant sentinel on duty.When Guard 2 saw that it was Mr. Smith who had walked through the entrance door, he lowered his pistol from the position from which it had been aimed at the door. However, if that gesture suggested any relaxation in his state of alertness for potential intruders into the mansion, it was a blatant lie.Mr. Smith gave him a nod like a silent affirmation passing between comrades in the heat of battle, and in response, Guard 2 nodded back. Thus, Guard 2 raised his pistol again and pointed it at the mansion door. Similarly, he kneeled in a strategic position that would protect his head from potential gunfire entering the house. Thereafter, suddenly, he shot. A ninja was attempting entrance and had just been hit in the ankle and another in the arm, disabling any further movement