Miller’s strategy That evening, Mr. Larkin prepared to meet his contact. He left the house quietly, not wanting to draw Miller's attention. Mrs. Larkin gave him a worried look as he slipped out the door."Be careful," she whispered, squeezing his hand."I will," he assured her, planting a quick kiss on her forehead. "This might be our only chance."Driving through the low-lit streets, Mr. Larkin's mind raced. He rehearsed what he would say, how he would explain the situation without giving too much away. His heart pounded as he approached the meeting spot, a secluded café on the outskirts of town.His contact was already there, sitting in a dark corner. Mr. Larkin joined him, the weight of the situation pressing down on his shoulders."Thank you for coming," Mr. Larkin began, his voice low.The man nodded, his expression serious. "You said it was urgent. What’s going on?"Mr. Larkin took a deep breath and explained, carefully omitting any sensitive details. "I need to find the Shaman
Shaman’s searchMr. Larkin was determined to find Miller's biological family. Even after Miller’s fake apology. He had come this far and wouldn't just back down. He couldn't tolerate the chaos Miller brought into their lives any longer. With the new information from his colleagues, he decided to visit the Shaman's residence, hoping to gain some clarity and possibly some help.Driving up to the Shaman's estate, Mr. Larkin was immediately struck by the sheer luxury. The mansion was enormous, surrounded by meticulously maintained gardens and high walls. The security presence was overwhelming; guards in sleek uniforms patrolled the perimeter, and surveillance cameras were everywhere.As Mr. Larkin approached the gate, a guard stopped him. "State your business," the guard demanded, his voice devoid of warmth."I'm here to see the Shaman," Mr. Larkin replied, trying to sound confident."Does the boss know you're coming?" the guard asked, eyeing him suspiciously.Mr. Larkin hesitated. "No, b
DisappointmentMr. Larkin waited for another week before he returned to the shaman’s estate. This time, his determination was firmer, and he was eager to get some answers. As he approached the gate, the same hostile securities met him. Without waiting for them to react, he started shouting.“I need to see the shaman! This is urgent!” Mr. Larkin’s voice boomed, catching the attention of everyone nearby.This was a peaceful neighborhood and noise wasn't appreciated. The guards quickly approached him, pushing him away from the gate. “We told you last time, old man. Get out of here!” one of them snarled, shoving Mr. Larkin backward.But Mr. Larkin stood his ground. “I will not leave until I see the shaman!” He struggled against their grip, making a scene. His persistence paid off when Mrs. Shaman came out from the house, drawn by the commotion. She wondered how that could be. But approaching the gate she couldn't remember or recognize Mr. Larkin’s face.“What is going on here?” she asked,
I want to goMiller had always been curious about the hushed conversations between Mr. and Mrs. Larkin. He never felt like he belonged, and recently, his suspicion that something was being hidden from him had only grown stronger. One evening, as he walked past their bedroom, he heard his name mentioned and paused to listen.“Miller is the shaman’s grandson, Darling,” Mr. Larkin was saying. “His family doesn’t want him because of his criminal records.”Miller’s heart skipped a beat. The shaman was his biological family? He had always known they were influential and powerful, but hearing this confirmed it. He didn’t wait to hear more. His mind raced with possibilities. If he could reach out to them, they could help him with his situation. He envisioned himself living with his real family, leaving the Larkins behind for good.He thought about life as the son of such a powerful dynasty. With their influence, he could have everything he ever wanted, including the means to fight back agains
A CRY FOR HELPKim had always been a meticulous investigator, and his curiosity about the Larkins and Miller only grew with time. He began asking questions around town, getting more serious with his investigation. digging into the Larkins’ background and Miller’s friends. He spoke to neighbors, acquaintances, and anyone who might have information. Kim’s persistence paid off when he discovered some illegal activities linked to a gold store owned by a powerful politician that Miller manages. The authorities soon arrested the politician, and the investigation widened, putting Miller directly in the spotlight.With every agency now looking for Miller, he knew his time was running out. He decided to make a run for it one night, hoping to escape the strong noose. He packed a small bag, left a note for the Larkins, and slipped out into the darkness. As he made his way through the lowly dark streets, he felt a growing feeling of fear. He knew he had to be careful, but his nerves were on edge
Old friendship Zoey was healing well, much faster than anyone had expected. Doc Nancy had done a wonderful job with her care, and Zoey was almost ready to embrace the world again. Her strength was returning, and she felt more hopeful and eager about the future. Kim, sitting in his office, flashed back to the weight of the years pressing on him. Life seemed too short, especially when he reflected on all that had happened. how he almost died and Zoey too. He thought about how his life had changed, how he found himself in a different world as a Slate instead of a Larkin. Kim remembered the years of bullying he had endured, the feelings of isolation, and how he had struggled to find his place. Then he met Zoey, and everything changed. She brought light into his life and made him see the world differently. He loved her deeply and wanted to be with her forever.As the workday ended, Kim started to pack up his things, ready to go home after a long, hectic day. His phone buzzed, and he saw
A DAY TO THE BIG DAYKim woke up one morning with a feeling of cinch. He couldn't wait any longer. It was time to propose to Zoey. He reached for his phone and started making calls to his family members. First, he called his parents."Mom, Dad, I have some exciting news," Kim began, his voice filled with anticipation and excitement."What's going on, Kim?" his mother asked, curiosity apparent in her tone."I'm going to propose to Zoey," Kim said, smiling as he spoke the words."That's wonderful news!" his father exclaimed. "We've been waiting for this day! You know, after the last time…."His mother added, "Oh, Kim, we're so happy for you! Zoey is such a lovely girl and you both deserve to be happy."Next, Kim called his siblings. Each of them responded with enthusiasm and support. They were all scared that after the other failed engagement attempt, Kim wouldn't consider engaging anymore. So the news brought them a great job."Finally, bro!" his elder brother teased. "About time you p
THE PROPOSAL Zoey came out from the bedroom, looking absolutely stunning. She wore a deep emerald green dress that hugged her curves perfectly and flowed gracefully to the floor. Kim had ordered it from an Italian designer and it cost a fortune. But he didn't mind, Zoey was worth more than it and more.The neckline was elegantly simple, and the fabric shimmered subtly under the light. Her hair was styled in loose waves, cascading down her back, with a few strands delicately framing her face. Her makeup was flawless, highlighting her natural beauty with soft, earthy styles and a touch of gold shimmer on her eyelids. She wore a pair of delicate diamond earrings that caught the light every time she moved. She was indeed looking breathtaking.Kim stood in awe, unable to take his eyes off her. “You look amazing, My love, your beauty is indescribable,” he said, his voice filled with admiration.Zoey blushed, her cheeks were turning a soft shade of pink. “Thank you, babe. You have eyes for