“W-what!” Caramel yelled suddenly that Alfred had to pull the phone backward a bit so she wouldn’t damage his ear drum. “H-how did it happen?” Her voice shook with a slight tremor to it. Though, Alfred didn’t want to reason it that much. Even though she sounded so unhappy, he still thought that she had something up her sleeve and wasn’t sincere. “I’m yet to know. I’ve called all the elders and we will notify them. But for now, no one should know about it and he’s still in the hospital,” he made his voice fade intentionally. “I don’t know what to do yet but I will let you know eventually,” he assured. Caramel sobbed. “I saw him a few minutes ago. Why would he be dead? You guys should do his autopsy,” she sobbed softly. “Maybe but that’s left for the elders to decide on. Bye for now and take care of yourself.” Alfred hung up and released a sigh. He was done with the plan. All they had to do was wait for the result. He walked back inside. Caramel was starting to get anxious. She sat
Caramel nodded briefly. “Alright, and who are you?” Emily smiled softly. “You don’t actually need that. I will just take my leave now since Grey isn’t even here. And I will advise you to do the same if you don’t really want Hercules' elders to find out about you,” she finished and walked out of the house. Caramel let out a sigh of relief. She actually thought it was over when she saw the person walk inside but she didn’t know she also had something against Hercules. They all do and the anger in Caramel was so big that she would kill Grey again if she had to. Her phone rang suddenly, startling her so that she jumped up in fear. She glanced at the screen and a sigh escaped her again. She picked up the call. “Hello, yes. I’m ready,” she responded and the call went off. Caramel rushed to the door and pulled it open to look at the car in front of the house. Everything was already prepared for and all she had to do was get herself out of the mess before it even swallowed her. She didn’
Emily got down from the car, still in the dress that she wore to Grey's house. She was actually the one that handpicked it. The only thing Grey did was place an order for it and it got delivered. And she still wanted to roam the town the more in it. So, she decided to get something from the supermarket. She walked into the spacious supermarket elegantly. She pulled to a sudden stop almost immediately as she walked inside the store. She started ahead of her, at her mother staring right at her in the same way that she was. Linda didn't know that Emily was back in Jacksonville and she didn't even bother to inform her. The expression on Linda’s face showed how angry she was. Just as Emily decided to turn around and walk out of the store, Linda hurried closer and pulled her out of the store forcefully. She suddenly dragged her over to her car before Emily could wrench free from her. “What are you doing here?” Emily blinked once as if she didn't understand the question. “Enter the car,
The driver adjusted on the seat and glanced at the front mirror. He hesitated as he continued to study something that Caramel didn't notice. “It looks like we are being followed,” he announced suddenly. Caramel looked up, a bit startled. “What do you mean?” “That black benz has been following us everywhere for a while now. I think we are being watched,” he concluded. Caramel looked back toward the black Benz that was a car away. Her heart made a sudden thud at what the driver had said. If the car was indeed following them, does that mean that Alfred knows about something already? No, there was no way that could have happened. The autopsy result would not get ready so quickly. So, that could only mean that Alfred was only suspecting her. Definitely, that was what was happening and that was the worst. Though, without an autopsy, it would be easy to know that Caramel had done something wrong somewhere. She was running away. That aside, she didn’t know if the lady from the other time
"What did you just say?" It felt as though Aphrodite didn't hear correctly. There was no way Caramel would be saying that when she actually knew how much Grey loved her. "I just said he never did. If he did, he wouldn't have killed my mother!" She yelled out in frustration. "Is that what you call love?" Aphrodite was struck with shock over and over again. What was really happening? Grey was standing in the garage when Aphrodite's car drove inside. His emotions were mixed. He felt very annoyed at Caramel but at the same time, he felt very sad. Would Caramel really plan to kill him? She might not like the fact that he was Hercules and yes, she had been pulling away after she discovered the truth. But would she really conspire against the enemy to kill him? No, somehow, he didn't believe it. He needed to hear from the horse's mouth. Alfred was standing beside him as the door of the car opened and Caramel walked out with an unknown man. Aphrodite followed behind them. Grey marvelled
Grey watched Caramel until she was being led away in a car. He turned to look at Alfred. "Any information?" Alfred shook his head briefly. "How are you even sure that Caramel really lost her memory? She could be playing you." Grey nodded once. "she could but there's also the probability that she could have really lost her memory for real." Which was the only explanation that Grey could make. He couldn't think about it now, that Caramel would really try to kill him in her sane mind. Alfred nodded briefly. "Tonight is the meeting for the mafia, don't forget about it," he reminded him. Grey nodded once and walked to his car. He hesitated before he pulled out of the garage. Since Caramel would be staying in his house, he thought of getting her some clothes. So, he pulled off in front of a boutique close by. He hesitated again, his heart filled with terror. He doesn't want to think about it but whenever he does, he always feels a tightness in his heart. Why did Caramel try to kill hi
"I will leave if that's what you want," Grey said quickly before Dave would call his full name. Dave squeezed his face in concentration. "What's going on? Why would he leave?" "Mr. Dave, I would say you shouldn't worry about it. The security guards will do the job of riding us off the nuisance." One of the salespeople responded. Dave almost saw red. "What? Was that the question I asked you? This place belonged to my friend and I'm seriously going to tell him to fire the three of you!" He yelled in anger. "B_but," one of the salespeople started but Dave cut her off. "But what?" He looked at the security guards. "Are you still blocking his way?" He dipped into his pocket for his phone and placed a call to his friend. He took some steps away to talk so that no one else would hear him. "Can you believe what just happened in your store? Your salespeople and security guards just harassed someone they aren't supposed to," he confessed. "What do you mean?" Samson was Dave's close friend
Grey walked through the shelves and stopped suddenly as one of the salespeople walked closer to him. "What would you like to get? I can help you out," the salesperson expressed with a short bow. Grey reasoned it for a moment. "I will like anything that can fit on a size 8. Any dresses and skirts that are good," he responded. The salesperson nodded briefly. "Follow me, sir," she turned around and walked away. Grey followed after and they moved towards shelves arranged with beautiful dresses. "Make them twenty each. I want the best." The salesperson stopped to give him a short bow before she walked to grab what Grey wanted. . Smith had never felt so embarrassed after he came back to Jacksonville or after he left. He just didn't know how it all turned up on him. It was a bit suspicious. Why would the manager side with a nobody like Grey and neglect him that has been patronising them since day one? Could it be because Grey was the CEO of Victoria Skincare? But Hercules already cla
Avery woke up with a scream. Her head was still banging but she wasn't in the airport anymore.She held onto her temple for a moment.The door opened suddenly and Emily walked inside.“Avery!” She called, with worries written all over her face. “What happened? Are you alright?”Her eyes were shut tightly. “Headache,” she whispered.Emily rushed out of the room suddenly. She rushed inside almost immediately but was accompanied by some doctors.Avery felt a stab of the syringe and suddenly, the pain started to ebb away.“Avery! Are you alright?”Avery opened her eyes and looked at her mother. “Mom, where is Grey?”Emily hesitated briefly. “What about the headache?” She asked instead.Avery looked at the doctor, ignoring her mother's question. “Grey was brought in here, right? The VP of Protos Pubblicita. Where is he? How is he?”One of the doctors regarded her for a moment, then looked at Emily. “Are they_”“He's my husband!” Avery said quickly. “If he's here, I demand to know how he's
“Grey!” Avery yelled again, in despair and pain.The phone dropped from her hand but she barely noticed.She couldn't believe what she had seen. She was actually thinking of surprising Grey by coming to the airport.But since Grey didn't want to see her, she was going to leave. Just seeing him from afar was enough for her.Avery raced closer. Her heart was pounding madly in her chest. “Grey!” She yelled again and felt the tears slide down her cheeks.Then she saw some images flash across her eyes. She saw herself standing beside a car with Grey.A serious headache hit in and he held onto her head a bit to stop the pain.But it worsened.Avery couldn't move as several images flashed across her eyes. The pain in her head got worse.She yelled, much in sadness than in pain. Grey was slipping off her hands and instead of helping, she could not.But it felt like she was starting to remember everything. She was starting to remember everything about Grey.“You ruined my life!” Avery saw her
Avery didn't believe it, couldn't have imagined it. Grey was a nice person. How could he have treated him badly?She felt a purge of sadness. She closed her eyes for a moment and shed unseen tears.“Sean, I need to meet you alone,” she muttered and walked away.Emily and Benjamin stared at her for a moment, confused.Emily turned to look at Sean. “And what are you doing here?” She yelled at him, anger vivid on her face.Sean looked down in guilt. “I'm so sorry. I really am. That's why I'm here. Please,” he beseeched softly and looked up at her again. “That's why I'm here. I really need everyone's forgiveness. I really hope you can forgive me. I've learned my lesson,” he rushed out with a solemn expression.“You_” Emily started but Benjamin cut in quickly.“It's ok,” Ben muttered. “You should go and see Avery. When you guys are done talking, you should see me before you leave.”Sean bowed slightly, with a slight smile on his face. He hurried towards the direction that Avery had gone.He
Avery couldn't stop thinking about all Grey had told her. She still found it hard to believe. How was she married and they weren't intimate?Does it mean she forced him to marry her? But then she wondered why she would do such a thing.She took her phone and placed a call to Sean.He picked it up immediately. “Hi, sister.”“I'm on the way home. So, come over. I won’t wait too much for you,” she finished and hung up immediately.The car pulled into the garage and Avery got down before the engine of the car would even stop.She walked inside the living room.“Ben, have you_” Emily started but stopped suddenly when she saw Avery. Her eyes widened with shock. “Avery!” Joy exploded in her eyes.Avery managed a smile and met her mother midway. They hugged.“Where have you been all these while? Why did you decide to stay away from us all this while?” She sobbed quietly.“I'm sorry,” Avery responded and pulled back to look at her mother fully. “I just need to get myself back. Besides, there a
Avery stood in front of the mirror, with two dresses. She was indecisive about the one to wear. She just freshened up and the only thing she could think of was to go back to the hospital because of Grey.She just wanted to be with him. She didn't want to think of anything else.She eventually decided on the black one, deciding it was a bad idea to be overly dressed when she was in fact going to the hospital.She dabbed some perfumes on herself and eventually walked out of the house. She got inside the car and drove right to a restaurant nearby.She thought of getting Hercules some cakes. Her phone rang suddenly as she walked back to the car. She hesitated briefly, as she took a while to find her. The phone had stopped ringing when she finally found it.She was about to check the caller ID when the phone started ringing again. It was an unknown caller.She hesitated again and contemplated on whether to pick it up or not.She eventually decided to.“Hello?”“Hello, sis!” A familiar de
Charles looked at Grey, still shocked. “Don't tell me you will team up with this good-for-nothing guy? You know he's not to be trusted!”Grey nodded once and looked at him. “I know but you do trust me, right? Just trust me.”Charles regarded him for a moment and slowly released a sigh. “Alright then.”Grey looked at Dylan. “But this teamwork will not work if we don't have the evidence we can pin Giovanni down with,” he explained.“Well, Giovanni is supposed to die, and not be jailed for killing your father.”“Well, I won't need the evidence after Giovanni dies. So, this deal will be useless for me. Besides, Giovanni will not live after killing my father. Don't think I plan on sparing his life.”Dylan laughed. “I like that! I sincerely do!” He muttered, dipped his hand into his pocket, and pulled out a phone. “It's here, everything on the watch,” he revealed, placed it on the bed beside Grey, and smiled slightly. “I will be in Jacksonville soon. We will talk then,” he finished, got up,
“Well, let him come,” Grey decided and looked at Avery. “I'm done with the food. Thank you, I really appreciate it,” he said with a smile.Avery nodded once and packed the lunch boxes. “I will leave then so that you and Dylan can speak.”Grey nodded. “Alright. Take care of yourself.”Avery smiled slightly and walked out eventually.Charles turned to Grey. “I will kill him today if he tries to act sneaky!” He swore.Grey smiled slightly. “Just calm down and let's hear him first.”Charles groaned inwardly and pulled a chair for himself to sit. “I'm seriously going to kill him!” He promised.Grey laughed and his phone made a beep. It was a message from Avery. He read through and looked at Charles.“Dylan is here,” he announced.Charles nodded several times as if it was taking every ounce of his strength to keep calm.A soft knock sounded on the door. The door opened almost immediately and Dylan pushed his head inside, a wide smile on his face.“Hi everyone!” He said with sarcasm.“You be
“Are you sure?” Grey nodded once, with a soft smile. “Yes, I am. I will handle him. So, you just stay calm,” he responded and dialed Charles's number.Avery nodded once. “I will call him back then.”Grey nodded again. “But tell him I would like to choose the venue. If he's not agreeing with that, then I won't see him,” he muttered and looked at the phone screen only to discover Charles had picked it up.“Hi Charles,” he said into the receiver and relaxed back on the bed.“Grey, where have you been?”“Well,” he smiled softly. He would have never thought he was going to get so sick. He hadn't gotten so sick in a long time that it felt like he was immortal, immune.“I got sick Charles. In fact, I'm currently at the hospital.”“Damn! Send me the address. I will be there now,” he assured and the line went off.Grey looked at Avery and caught her staring. He smiled. “What did the doctor say is wrong with me?”“Well, I will tell you that while you eat. You haven't eaten since morning.”Grey
Consciousness returned to Grey slowly and his gaze searched around.Where was he?A slight headache hit in. He groaned and reached for his head.“Are you alright?” A soft voice asked suddenly.He looked up at a pair of brown eyes. Wait, a nurse?“Yes, just a slight headache,” he responded.The nurse smiled down at him. “You will be fine with this,” she assured and raised a syringe. She regarded him for another moment before she injected him.Grey didn't flinch. It was as if nothing penetrated him. Well, a lot had penetrated him before. What more could a syringe do?“Wow, I'm impressed,” the nurse smiled.Grey didn't really remember anything. In fact, the headache was making it difficult for him. But then, the pain ebbed away slowly as the nurse had said.“Where am I?” He said and groaned inwardly. “I know this is a hospital. I'm sorry for that stupid question.”The nurse laughed.He did as well. “I mean how did I get here?”“Well, your girlfriend brought us here. She stepped out a few