Jack stepped towards his car after saying goodbye to Diana. The night air was cool, gently brushing his face. His mood fluctuated, alternating between the desire to immediately find out the truth and anxiety about what might be revealed. He needed a moment to process all the information he had just received.As his hand turned the car key, he remembered the piece of paper that Diana had just given him. Carefully, he lifted it and glanced at the contents of the short message on it. Turns out, it contains the place, date, and time. His heart trembled as if there was some kind of invitation hidden behind those words. "Tomorrow night..." he muttered, his voice hoarse in his deep breaths.The journey to the mansion felt longer than usual. The streets were quiet, decorated only by the sparkling light of the street lights. His mind wandered to all the possibilities that would open up tomorrow night. He had a bad feeling as if something big and mysterious was about to come to light.Arriving
After hanging up the phone, Lana looked at Rita sharply, her eyes full of confusion and interest. "Rita, is the Jack Ashworth you mean the same person who was involved with Diana Buchanan?"Rita agreed with a relieved expression, realizing that Lana might have important information. "Yes, Lana. That's it. Reportedly, Jack and Diana had quite a horrendous love affair. There were rumors that Jack even took advantage of Diana and slept with her in a hotel."Lana processed the information in her mind, trying to think of some things that might benefit her, "Okay, Rita. I'll help you.”"Is it true? You will help me?” Rita confirmed once again, her eyes full of hope."Of course," Lana said with a faint smile. Behind that smile, there was something he was planning. Lana knows that by helping Gordon, she has a chance to meet Jack Ashworth. That was the first thing he had to do now.***That morning, the golden light of the sun slipped in through the office windows, painting a warm glow through
Jack returned to his office with the files given by Brandon. His office was filled with silence that was only broken by his steady steps. He immediately canceled all appointments for today to be able to think carefully about the contents of the files.For several hours, Jack went through every page of the document. But it all looks like a routine business agreement. Nothing was suspicious or showed any clues about Langham or Harrison's family secrets. All this information only shows the professional cooperation between the two families involved in various business projects.However, when Jack almost finished his inspection, he accidentally dropped a small envelope hidden behind some other documents. The photos fell to the floor, and Jack quickly picked them up. Inside the envelope, there was an old photo that was a little shabby.The photo shows a young Rick Langham, standing next to a girl who may have been Brandon's older sister in his childhood. They were in a beautiful garden, smi
Lana Callahan walked out of the interrogation room with steady steps, her face showing firmness and determination. Outside the room, Rita was waiting for her with an expression that was a mixture of worry and curiosity."What's wrong, Lana? Why did you come out so quickly?" Rita asked, her voice full of confusion.Lana stared intently into Rita's eyes. "We have to go back to your house immediately, Rita. I need Dorothy Ashworth's diary in Gordon's bedroom drawer."Rita was taken aback for a moment. "The diary? But what is it for?"Lana took a deep breath. "Rita, you don't need to know. Give me the book or Gordon will be in prison for a long time. Now, I'm the only one who can pay the police a large enough amount to make them think again, so give me the book quickly."Rita was silent for a moment, digesting all the information. Finally, she nodded in agreement. "Okay, let's go home."The journey to Rita's house took place in tense silence. When they got there, Lana headed to Gordon's r
Daniel walked around the room with careful steps, checking every corner carefully. The soft light from the hotel lights cast shadows on his tense face. Jack looked through the gap in the cupboard, his eyes not daring to blink, afraid it would betray his presence. Time seemed to slow down, every second felt like hours.However, Daniel soon moved towards the cupboard where Jack was hiding. His hand reached the doorknob, and Jack felt his heart stop for a moment. He prayed that his next step would not bring disaster.Diana broke the silence cleverly. "Daniel, how long are you going to check this room? I want to rest immediately."Daniel looked up, his eyes trying to penetrate Diana's gaze. "I just want to make sure that you are completely safe, Diana."Diana kept her face from showing the slightest annoyance. He knew that Daniel was excessively jealous, but this situation didn't allow her to argue about it now."I appreciate your concern, Daniel. But I really want to rest myself. I'm sur
"Let's do it dry," said Jack.Diana was a little confused when Jack stopped because she didn't want to stop, but then Jack turned on the shower, rinsing both of their bodies from the soap suds. Jack's lips grabbed Diana's lips with such passion that he pushed Diana's body against the cold bathroom wall. Jack's hands touched every inch of Diana's wet body, which was so beautiful, but Jack preferred it dry.Jack carried Diana out of the bathroom and they both hurriedly dried themselves. Diana looks very beautiful without make-up like this. Her natural beauty really shined through and made Jack even more lustful. He immediately took Diana onto a soft bed.The moans that came out of Diana's mouth made Jack even crazier. One hand gently squeezed Diana's breasts, while the other nimbly ran along Diana's body. His gentle sucking on Diana's breast made Diana's moans become louder. But suddenly Jack stopped, making Diana open her eyes with a gasp and her face flushed red."You want to stop?" J
That morning, in the quiet office, Ashley sat at her desk with a surprised expression. The air was still fresh, and sunlight came in through the window, brightening the room. Usually, Jack was the first to arrive at the office, but this morning, Jack had not yet appeared. She checked the time on his computer, a little worried. Time passed, and Jack's absence began to raise concerns in her mind.Then, Ashley decided to take advantage of this time by working on her project. She tidied up the documents piled up on her desk, grouped them by relevance, and began checking reports related to the Harrison family's business collaboration. When looking at this data, she discovered that the Harrison family had also had a business partnership with the Callahan family. This fact attracted his attention enough, and she immediately began further investigation.At nine in the morning, the office atmosphere was starting to come alive. Jack finally arrived, breaking the silence with his greeting, "Morn
After parting ways with Rick Langham, Jack walked towards his car with mixed feelings. The air was tense but also filled with anticipation. He opened the car door and got in, letting his breath come out in long exhales. His gaze fell on a piece of paper containing the Harrison family's last address according to information from Rick Langham.He gripped the paper tightly, considerations rolling through his mind. There was a feeling of uncertainty as to whether he should visit the house. Will there be the answers he is looking for, or will it just be an empty house with no meaning? However, Jack knew that he wouldn't be able to bear this curiosity if he didn't.After considering it, Jack decided to head to the house. The journey there was full of tension and anxiety. When he finally arrived, the sight he encountered made him heartthrob.The house looks very big but neglected. Now, the magnificent building has lost its prestige. It seems that no human hand has taken care of it in a long
As the smoke began to dissipate, revealing the chaos of the decimated lab, Jack's enhanced vision honed in on Patrick, a formidable figure even in his wounded state. Blood trickled down Patrick's forehead, mixing with the grim determination and seething anger in his eyes. His breath came in ragged gasps, a testament to the intensity of their struggle."You think you can defeat me like this?" Patrick's voice reverberated through the chamber, his words dripping with contempt as he advanced towards Jack. "I won't let you win, Jack!"With a sudden burst of speed, Patrick lunged forward, his armored form hurtling towards Jack with frightening velocity. Jack barely had time to react, his instincts kicking in as he braced himself for the impact.The clash was thunderous, the force of Patrick's charge slamming into Jack like a battering ram. They grappled fiercely, each trying to gain the upper hand in the brutal melee. Jack's muscles strained against the weight of Patrick's armor, his mind r
Jack's situation was dire. He lay on the cold floor, pain radiating through his body, Ashley's bloodied form just out of reach. His vision blurred and darkened at the edges, but he wasn't ready to give up. He knew he had one last trick up his sleeve.With a barely noticeable movement, he activated the communication implant Jill had embedded in his arm. It was a last-resort device, meant for emergencies only. Jack whispered urgently, his voice barely a breath, "Jill, now!"Even though it looked like he was talking to himself, he knew Jill was listening. His eyes briefly met Patrick's smug gaze before he summoned all his remaining strength. With a sudden, almost inhuman burst of energy, Jack leaped high into the air, his body propelled by the advanced tech Jill had provided.He soared upwards, smashing through the ceiling and creating a gaping hole. Dust and debris rained down as the astonished guards and Patrick stared up, their expressions a mix of shock and disbelief. The room fell s
Patrick, sensing a slight tremor of control slipping from his grasp, attempted to regain his dominance with a sneer. "You think you're clever, don't you, Jack?" he jeered, his voice echoing off the cold, stone walls of the lair. "But you're just bluffing. We both know what happened the last time you tried to fight alone. You lost, and you lost badly. Look around you. My men guard every corner of this place with the highest vigilance. There's no help coming from Jill or anyone else. You think you can fool me? I anticipated your move, and I've made sure it won't happen."Jack's jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing as he fixed Patrick with a steely glare. "You talk too much, Patrick," he retorted, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. His confidence was unwavering, a stark contrast to the villain's bluster.Without another word, Jack launched himself into action with a burst of explosive energy. His movements were a blur, honed by years of training and battle-hardened experience. He b
As Jack's cries of anguish reverberated through the glass chamber, something within him snapped. A surge of adrenaline and sheer willpower coursed through his veins. His eyes, still wet with tears, hardened with a new determination. He strained against the metal restraints with every ounce of strength he possessed, the cords of his muscles standing out in stark relief against his skin.The glass walls seemed to close in on him, but Jack refused to accept defeat. With a roar of pure rage, he wrenched his arm free from one of the metal bindings, the steel groaning under the force of his fury. The other restraints seemed to tighten in response, but Jack was beyond pain now. He tore at the remaining bonds, his breath coming in ragged gasps.The guards outside the chamber stared in shock, their initial disbelief giving way to alarm. The sight of Jack breaking free sent a wave of panic through them."What's happening?" one of the guards shouted, his voice tinged with fear.Patrick's smug ex
Jack watched intently as the guards began to unfasten the restraints binding Ashley to the chair. Every movement seemed to drag in slow motion, his heart hammering in his chest. Despite her weakened state, Ashley managed to shake her head weakly, her voice a mere whisper, carrying the weight of her desperation. "No, Jack," she pleaded, her eyes wide and glistening with tears. "Please, just go. Leave me."Jack’s determination was unshakeable. He shook his head firmly, his jaw set in a hard line. "Ashley, you have to go now," he insisted, his voice steady and resolute, cutting through the tense atmosphere like a blade. He knew there was no other option if she were to have any chance at freedom.Ashley remained in the iron grip of the guards, her strength all but spent. Her eyes, though filled with despair, still bore into Jack’s with a silent plea, a plea he could not heed. She understood the depth of his resolve but felt the crushing weight of helplessness. Her body slumped slightly as
As Jack was escorted further into the heart of The Golden Apple's new stronghold, the dimly lit corridors seemed to close in around him, suffocating him with their oppressive atmosphere. The guards flanked him on either side, their eyes boring into him with a mixture of suspicion and contempt.Patrick stood at the end of the hallway, his presence commanding and his demeanor oozing with arrogance. His arms were crossed over his chest, and a smug smirk played at the corners of his lips as Jack was brought before him."Well, well, if it isn't our obedient little errand boy," Patrick sneered, his voice laced with disdain as he regarded Jack. "Coming here unarmed, all for the sake of the traitor who betrayed you. How noble of you, Jack."Jack's fists clenched at his sides, his nails digging into his palms as he struggled to contain his rising anger. He knew Patrick was trying to provoke him, but he refused to take the bait. Instead, he focused on the urgency of the situation at hand."Wher
As Ashley teetered on the brink of consciousness, her senses dulled by the relentless onslaught of pain and exhaustion, she felt as though she were adrift in a sea of torment. Every breath was a struggle, each heartbeat a painful reminder of the ordeal she had endured. Her body felt heavy, weighed down by the bruises that marred her skin and the ache that permeated every fiber of her being.The dim light in the room seemed to flicker and dance before her eyes, casting eerie shadows that danced across the walls like specters of her own despair. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and blood, mingling with the metallic tang of fear that clung to her like a suffocating shroud.The henchman of Patrick's approached with an air of calculated menace, his footsteps echoing ominously in the dimly lit room. Ashley strained to lift her head, her muscles protesting against the effort as she braced herself for whatever news he bore.With a glance over his shoulder to ensure they were alone, t
Jack's heart skipped a beat as his phone vibrated, signaling an incoming message. With a sense of urgency, he glanced at the screen, his eyes widening in shock at the sight before him. It was a video, sent from an unknown number, and as Jack tapped to play it, his blood ran cold.The video opened to a chilling scene. A dimly lit room filled the screen, casting long shadows that danced across the walls. In the center of the frame sat a wooden chair, its surface worn and weathered, and bound to it was Ashley. Her hands were tied behind her back, and her eyes were filled with a mixture of fear and defiance.“Ashley?” Jack breathed, his voice barely a whisper as he struggled to comprehend the gravity of the situation.“What? What happened?” Jill's voice crackled with concern, her eyes widening as she leaned in closer to see the screen of Jack's phone.For a moment, Jack's mind reeled in disbelief. It took several seconds for the reality of the situation to sink in—that the woman in the vi
The soft hum of machinery filled the air as Jack slowly emerged from his slumber, the gentle rhythm of Jill's movements resonating in the laboratory. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, he turned his gaze towards Jill, who was already engrossed in her work, her movements fluid and purposeful."Rise and shine, sleepyhead. It's time for you to join the land of the living," Jill greeted him with a playful smirk, her eyes sparkling with determination. "I need your help with some brainstorming."Jack yawned and stretched, feeling the weight of the impending tasks settling upon him like a heavy cloak. "What's the plan?" he asked, his voice still tinged with drowsiness as he sat up and gave Jill his full attention.Jill's eyes gleamed with determination as she launched into an explanation of the necessity for a tracker device that could evade detection by their adversaries. "Jack, we need a failsafe in case things go south. We can't risk you getting caught or lost in the chaos," she began,