Not long after Ashley arrived in front of the Harrison family's abandoned mansion, she was amazed by the majesty of the building. She immediately reached into her pocket for her cell phone, and quickly she called Jack, confused about where she was supposed to look for Jack in such a big house."Jack, I'm in front of the house. Where are you?" Ashley asked in a curious and worried tone.Jack, who was focused on exploring important files, answered the phone. "I'll be right over to the main door, Ashley. Wait a minute."Not long after, Jack appeared at the main door of the mansion. He greeted Ashley with a warm smile and put his arm around her. "Welcome to my old house, Ashley," said Jack warmly.The two of them walked through the abandoned halls towards the secret laboratory. Ashley looked around her with astonishment growing with every step she took. "What is this, Jack? I never thought there was a laboratory here."Jack smiled, guiding Ashley through the lab doors. As soon as they ent
In the grand living room, elegant touches and a silver crown that emits a soft light create an atmosphere that is so different from the tension that fills the room. Lana Callahan, with gentle movements and caring eyes, brought a cup of hot tea to her husband, Bruce Callahan. The tea felt like a gentle touch in an attempt to calm the fire of anger burning inside Bruce.Meanwhile, Bruce is involved in a telephone conversation that triggers a wave of anger in him. His increasingly red face and burning eyes showed how serious the situation he was facing was. When the unpleasant news reached him, Bruce could no longer contain his anger, and with an explosion of emotion, his phone was smashed onto the table, causing the glass of tea that Lana had brought to spill onto the luxurious table.Lana, a smart and skilled woman, never once lost her precision. Without saying a word, she swiftly picked up a rag that was lying nearby and began to clean up the spilled tea with the precision of movement
In a serene sunlit room in the Hawthorne family mansion, soft sheets of light play with the shadows around Rita Hawthorne lying on the sofa. Her eyes were closed, trying to absorb the calm, when suddenly the ringing of the telephone broke the silence. Rita, who had previously rested due to her poor health, was a little annoyed when her phone rang, but she picked it up gently."Hello?" she greeted, her weak and somewhat hoarse voice characterizing the unfamiliarity of this unexpected call.On the other side of the line, Lana Callahan, in a cool yet confident tone, answered, "Rita, this is Lana. We haven't spoken in a while."Rita closed her eyes and pondered for a moment before answering in a more careful voice, "Yes, it's been a long time. What's is it, Lana?"Lana smiled on the other end of the phone, indicating that this call was not just a spontaneous act. "Actually, there is one thing you can help with. You remember when I helped Gordon out of prison, right?"Rita nodded, even tho
Jack's car drove slowly through the lush plantations, heading towards the Buchanan family mansion towering on the horizon. The majestic building is like a fortress that faces the outside world, creating an impression of elegance and mystery at the same time. The rosy evening light casts a dramatic tone on the majestic architectural structure, casting shadows that dance along the walls.Jack's bodyguards, who sat firmly in the car, continued to monitor the surroundings with great caution. The twelve watchful eyes ensured that no threat approached. They moved with synergistic coordination, creating a living barricade to protect Jack's life.However, when they reached the main gate of the mansion, the atmosphere turned tense. The security guard on guard there didn't seem to have any intention of giving permission to enter just like that. Jack's car was forced to stop in front of the gate, indicating that the next battle was to convince the guards about the purpose of his arrival.A bodyg
Jack continued his sharp gaze into Richard's eyes, searching for the truth hidden behind the expression on the old man's face. The dim light in the room gives a dramatic feel to this important moment. Richard's face, full of wrinkles and covered with traces of time, reflects the story of his life full of twists and turns and suffering."Mr. Buchanan, I know that you have information about Daniel Collins that could change everything. This is not just about clearing my name and bringing justice to Diana. This is bigger than that," said Jack in a steady voice, reflecting his unwavering determination.Richard, who listened to every word seriously, absorbed the urgency that accompanied this conversation. Jack continued to convey, "I continue to receive death threats, Mr. Buchanan. Several times, people have tried to kill me. If you tell me what you know, we may be able to bring justice to Diana and at the same time stop the threats to my life. "In the corner of the room, a chandelier hang
Suzzane could only swallow her ego and tears gathered in her eyes.“Don't pretend to cry. This is what you usually do, right? You sell your body to Gordon Hawthorne, then who else? Liam? I know everything, Suzzane Goldings," sneered Daniel with a smile.He then grabbed Suzzane's wrist roughly and walked towards the bed. Suzzane's heart was beating fast when she saw Daniel, who seemed impatient and in a hurry. Daniel immediately threw Suzzane's body onto his soft bed. He took off his shirt and threw it on the carpet. His muscular body was displayed in front of Suzzane. Scars adorn several parts of his perfect body. He then crawled up Suzzane's body and began to kiss Suzzane's lips with passion.Suzzane struggled a little, she wanted to fight back, but she remembered that now she was Daniel Collins' beautiful doll. Even though it hurt, Suzzane didn't dare to fight back. The man who was enjoying her lips was not just any man, whenever he wanted Suzzane could disappear without a trace. Da
Suzzane Golding stepped out of Daniel Collins' mansion with a pounding heart. She is unaware that her every move is being monitored and recorded by police officers. Detective Smith and Detective Jones, a pair of dedicated cops, observe Suzzane's every move through a number of hidden cameras they have installed around the mansion, creating a real-time picture of her movements.Detective Smith, addressing the situation, spoke to his partner with uncertainty evident on his face, "She's out of that building, but I'm still not sure about his alibi."Detective Jones, who was also looking at the monitor screen seriously, replied, "I agree. Suzzane Golding is not the type of woman who would befriend an upper-class person without any hidden interests. We have to investigate deeper."Seeing Suzzane's track record, which had been taken advantage of by high-class individuals several times before, made the detectives even more convinced that something was wrong. They realize that in a world full o
Jack and Ashley went home together, accompanied by a dark sky with starlight shining above them. The loyal bodyguards were behind them, remaining alert even though the atmosphere felt lighter after the celebration at the office.When they arrived at the mansion, a calm and luxurious atmosphere embraced them. The soft light from the lanterns in the garden welcomed their return. Jack opened the car door for Ashley in a friendly manner, and the two of them stepped inside.Having a beautiful night like this, Jack suggested, "Maybe we can continue the celebration in the bedroom. How about we celebrate together with a glass of wine?"Ashley smiled in agreement, "Sounds great, Jack. I agree with the idea."The two of them went up the stairs to the master bedroom, followed by bodyguards who maintained their distance with professionalism. When they arrived at the room, a warm and intimate atmosphere immediately greeted them.Jack carefully opened the seal on the wine bottle, a soft 'pop' sound