Brenda and Adele exchanged a puzzled look before unfolding the piece of paper left by the housekeeper. As they read the message, their expressions turned from confusion to surprise.The note contained a simple yet cryptic message, written in elegant handwriting: "Your safety is paramount. Follow the instructions and stay hidden until further notice. - A Friend"Their curiosity peaked, Brenda and Adele wondered who this mysterious friend could be and what instructions they were referring to. The situation was becoming increasingly unclear, and they knew they had to be careful.Feeling a sense of urgency, Brenda grabbed her phone and dialed Edward's number, but he didn't pick up, and this happened four times in a row.The tension in the room escalated as Brenda tried calling Edward, but each attempt went unanswered. Adele's eyes widened with concern, and she clutched Brenda's arm tightly. "This is not like Edward at all. Something must be wrong."Brenda nodded, her worry mirroring Adel
In the midst of the frigid waters, Yvonne clung to Edward as tightly as her trembling arms would allow, then buried her face into his chest in an attempt to find some warmth.Turning his gaze to Gillan, Edward's voice was both urgent and resolute as he directed, "Gillan, make your way to Fin City. I'll meet you there."Gillan opened her mouth to reply, but before she could say a word, Edward asked Yvonne, "Do you trust me?"Seeing Yvonne nod with trembling lips, Edward summoned an impressive 80% of his strength, his muscles tensing in response to his inner power. With Yvonne resting securely on his body, he ran, his feet gliding on the surface of the water as if it were solid ground.She clung to him tighter, heart racing not only from the intense cold but also from the sheer marvel of their journey. "Edward, are we... actually running on water?" she managed to gasp, her words punctuated by quick breaths.Edward's lips curved into a half-smile, his focus remaining on their path ahead
Yvonne's soft chuckle barely escaped her lips before she noticed the change in Edward's expression. His jaw clenched, and his gaze turned icy as he stared at the taxi driver through the rearview mirror. The driver's words, though seemingly innocuous, had struck a nerve within Edward. He saw them not as a casual suggestion, but as a disrespectful insinuation about Yvonne.In a voice that carried an unmistakable edge, Edward retorted, "Watch your mouth."Yvonne shot a quick glance at Edward, her brows furrowed in confusion at the sudden shift in the atmosphere. She could sense that Edward was deeply protective of her, but the strength of his reaction surprised her.The driver, taken aback by the intensity of Edward's response, stammered, "I-I'm sorry, sir. I didn't mean any disrespect."But Edward's gaze didn't waver. "Apologies are meaningless. Just focus on driving."The rest of the ride was completed in a heavy silence. As the taxi came to a stop in front of Hotel Grandia, Edward pai
Continuing their conversation in hushed tones, Edward and Yvonne took a moment to strategize. With a shared understanding of the situation, they moved towards the elevator, where Billy was patiently waiting. They joined him in the lift, and with a press of the button, the elevator began its ascent to the top floor.The ride was quiet, each moment stretching with an underlying tension. Yvonne couldn't help but wonder what awaited them on the top floor. Finally, the elevator doors opened, revealing a corridor lined with opulent decorations. As they approached the end of the hallway, Billy paused in front of a set of double doors. He turned to face Edward and Yvonne, a professional smile on his lips. "Here is your suite, Lord Windsor. I hope you'll find it to your liking."Edward and Yvonne entered the suite, their expressions guarded as they took in their surroundings. Lavish furnishings, intricate decorations, and a breathtaking view of the city greeted them. It was undeniably luxurio
Edward's breath caught in his throat as Yvonne's words hung in the air, her proximity and the suggestive tone of her voice causing his pulse to race. He knew he should pull away, regain his focus, and adhere to the seriousness of their situation. But the magnetic pull between them was undeniable, and a part of him yearned to succumb to the desire that had been building.Meanwhile, her fingers trailed lightly along the collar of his shirt, sending a jolt of electricity through his body. "I trust you, Edward, and I know you trust me too. So why not let go, just for a moment? Embrace the here and now."Her lips were dangerously close to his ear, her breath warm against his skin. Every rational thought was overridden by the throbbing pulse of his heart and the magnetic pull that drew him closer to her.With a shuddering breath, Edward tried to rein in his desire. "Yvonne, please don't do---"But without warning, Yvonne closed the remaining distance between them. Her fingers wound around t
The tension in the air was nearly suffocating as the group continued to follow No.9 through the winding passageways of the Windsor residence. Every step felt like a countdown to an unknown fate. Finally, the dimly lit corridor opened up to a narrow alleyway, where two black vans were parked."Everyone, stay close," No.9's voice was a low, urgent command. "We've reached the extraction point. The van in the front holds our security team. Get into the one in the back. We need to move now."Hank's voice wavered. "Extraction point? Security team? No.9, you're taking us into the lion's den, aren't you?"Brenda's grip on her father's arm tightened. "Dad, we're past the point of no return. Trust No.9. She's our only chance."The group hurried toward the waiting vans. No.9's gaze was locked on the scene, ensuring that every member of the group made it to the safety of the vehicles. "Quickly, get in the back van. We'll create a diversion and ensure our escape."The group piled into the waiting
No.9's lips pressed into a thin line, a mix of emotions crossing her features. She knew the voice that had come through the speaker, but revealing it might complicate matters further. "No.9, who was it?" Brenda pressed, her voice more insistent this time.No.9's gaze flickered between the road and the rearview mirror, her mind racing. She couldn't deny them answers, but revealing the identity of the voice might put them all in greater danger. Finally, she spoke, "It's someone we can trust. Let's leave it at that for now. We need to focus on reaching the second checkpoint and regrouping."Brenda and Adele exchanged puzzled glances. The voice that had crackled through the speaker was familiar, but distorted by the background noise. It sounded like a man's voice, but it was difficult to discern. As the van continued to speed through the night, their thoughts turned to who it might be.Brenda's voice was uncertain. "Could it be... Jake?"Adelle nodded, her brow furrowed in thought. "It m
Victoria's breath caught in her throat, her mind racing to process the implications of those words. His words left her with more questions than answers."Please," she pressed, desperation evident in her voice. "I need to know where he is."There was a sigh, and then the other person's voice softened just a fraction. "Victoria, trust me when I say that this situation is far more complicated than you can imagine. I'm doing everything I can to ensure Edward's safety. You must trust me."The call ended abruptly, leaving Victoria with a sense of unease that settled deep in her chest. She leaned against the wall, her mind racing to make sense of the fragments of information she had gathered. She had always known that her family's world was complex and filled with secrets, but tonight's events had shattered any illusions she might have had. Eloise's knock on the door broke Victoria out of her thoughts. Her sister's concerned voice came through the wooden door. "Victoria, are you okay?"Taki