Dad, are you sure? This ID belongs to the exact same person you've been talking about," Stephen replied, his eyes scanning the details on the document.With a firm nod, his father responded, "I know I can't be mistaken. These people are wicked. God only knows how many innocent children have fallen into their snares. This is the climax of it all," his voice brimming with anger."I think we should get back at them by finding a way to expose their misdeeds publicly," Alicia suggested with a glint of revenge in her eyes. However, Stephen shook his head in disagreement, his expression filled with caution."Taking matters into our own hands in such a manner would be the wrong choice," he replied, his voice calm yet resolute. "We must stick to the plan we originally discussed. We cannot engage in any actions that go against the law. What if, in the process, a life is lost?"Alicia's brows furrowed with frustration, but she couldn't help but acknowledge the validity of Stephen's concerns. She
"I will see you off," Stephen said, his voice gentle and reassuring, as Alicia stood before him, fully prepared for her departure. The room was filled with a quiet ambiance, softening the atmosphere and adding a sense of solemnity to the moment."Yes, you should," Mr Wesley says, his words laced with a touch of concern. "I'll be in the room with your mother." He says to Stephen before facing Alicia, there was a flicker of admiration in his eyes as he looked at Alicia. "Alicia, I must say, I am truly impressed by your work. Your intelligence shines through in everything you do."Alicia's gratitude blossomed on her face as she gracefully accepted Stephen's compliments. "Thank you so much, Mr. Wesley," she replied sincerely, her voice conveying a sense of genuine appreciation. "You are a truly kind-hearted man, and I feel privileged to have had the opportunity to meet you once again."As Alicia spoke, she couldn't help but notice a flicker of doubt briefly crossing Stephen's face. It was
"Wow," Mrs. Wesley exclaimed, her voice filled with surprise and amusement. "This is more serious than I thought. I mean, I thought I was just watching a live show!" Her laughter erupted, shaking her body with unrestrained mirth.President Karen nodded in agreement, her expression mirroring the amusement in the room. "Tell me about it," she chimed in, joining the laughter that filled the air.But amongst the joyous uproar, Nathan's tone turned sharp, his words dripping with frustration. "You should go get some manners, because it's obvious you lack them," he asserted firmly. "You don't come to my house and start shouting."Alicia's voice rose, her voice laced with a touch of defiance. "Your house? You must be one of the housekeepers," she retorted, her eyes narrowing with defiance.The tension in the room grew palpable as Nathan's anger flared. "Did you just look down on me?" he fired back, his voice filled with simmering intensity.The room fell into an uncomfortable silence as the w
"He doesn't have to apologize," she murmured quietly, her voice tinged with a mix of guilt and resignation. In that moment, it became clear to her that placing blame solely on the other person was a convenient escape from the truth. "It was all my fault," she confessed, her words dripping with a raw honesty that cut through the air.A somber expression clouded her face as she cast her gaze downward, her eyes fixated on the ground as if searching for answers within the cracks of the pavement. The weight of her carelessness settled heavily upon her, pressing down on her shoulders like an invisible burden. Regret gnawed at her with unrelenting persistence, each pang a reminder of the consequences that could have been avoided."I should have been more careful," she admitted, her voice now laced with a touch of self-reproach. The admission hung in the air, lingering between them like an unspoken promise of self-improvement. It was an acknowledgement of her misjudgment, and a resolve to lea
"You can give me a call if you are available, and if you find it more convenient, I completely understand," he offered, his voice laced with a friendly and approachable tone. As he spoke, he revealed that he had already distributed his contact card, emphasizing his willingness to engage with others.With a genuine smile, she graciously accepted the card, portraying her eagerness to connect. In that moment, it was clear that she didn't require any additional time to ponder the decision. "I don't need any more time to contemplate," she expressed confidently. "The thought has already been thoroughly examined, and I have come to a resolute acceptance." Her firm response left everyone astounded by her decisiveness and unwavering certainty.Nathan, somewhat taken aback, questioned her sincerity regarding such a significant matter. "Are you truly serious about this?" he inquired, his tone tinged with a hint of concern. He gently suggested that taking some time to reflect might be beneficial,
The room fell into a heavy silence, permeated by the intensity of the moment. Her eyes were on Stephen as he spoke, his voice filled with vulnerability and longing. His mother, her gaze fixed on him, absorbed his words with a mixture of surprise and concern. She paused, taking a deep breath, attempting to process the weight of his statement."I don't have a reason, all I could say is that my happiness lies in her," Stephen calmly replied, addressing his mother directly. The room seemed to hold its breath, tense with the unspoken emotions lingering between them. His unwavering gaze remained fixed on his mother, as if willing her to understand the depth of his feelings.In the hushed air, his mother finally found her voice, although it trembled slightly. "Nathaniel isn't the right girl for you, which we both know," she stated, her voice heavy with concern. Another deep breath followed, a brief pause to steady herself. Stephen felt a surge of anger building within, his instinct urging hi
As Nathalie and Stephen arrived at the city cinema, a bustling hub of entertainment and anticipation, Nathalie couldn't help but voice her curiosity. Looking at Stephen with a mix of intrigue and playfulness, she questioned, "Why did you suddenly ask me to come watch a movie with you?"Stephen's face lit up with excitement, a radiant smile spreading across his features. The flickering lights of the marquee reflected in his eyes, mirroring the giddy anticipation brewing within him. "I am so excited," he replied, his voice brimming with eagerness and a touch of youthful enthusiasm.Caught in the embrace of Stephen's infectious excitement, Nathalie couldn't help but remark on the noticeable change in his demeanor. With a playful tone, she chuckled and gently prodded, "It's obvious you are excited, and I am happy about that. So can you tell me the secret for this happiness? It's been a while since I saw you blushing like this."Their voices mingled with the hum of the surrounding crowd, t
As he was about to take his lips closer, Nathaniel mischievously grabbed a handful of popcorn and forcefully stuffed it into his mouth. The unexpected act caught him off guard, leaving him momentarily surprised and somewhat embarrassed. He sheepishly ate the popcorn, trying to shake off his sudden loss of composure."How do you feel? Do you still think I'm a baby?" she asked, hoping to lighten the mood. However, he remained silent, his face reflecting disapproval for her playful reaction. "It's not funny. Just let me be," he let out, his voice firm and tinged with annoyance. In that moment, his anger was evident, and she realized she had crossed a line."Sweetheart, is there something wrong?" she asked, genuine concern etched on her face."I am angry, and I don't think there's anything that can resolve that. It's unfair that you forced popcorn into my mouth," he stated with a pout, his frustration evident."I'm sorry, it was never my intention. I had no idea it would make you feel ba