Meanwhile, in his luxurious office, Daniel Collins sat in his chair with an angry face. The dim light from the luxurious wooden table lamp gave off a tense atmosphere. With one hand holding the phone, Daniel spoke to someone on the other end who seemed very angry. "I have confirmed that Jack Ashworth is tied tightly, even handcuffed. There shouldn't be anything that can keep him safe," said Daniel in an angry voice, trying to calm the other party on the other end of the phone.However, the voice on the other end continued to increase until it reached a high level of anger. Daniel felt the pressure mounting, and he held his head with his right hand while propping his elbow on the table. "I understand, I understand," he said in a low tone, trying to manage the increasingly tense situation.After the conversation was finished, Daniel hung up the phone with a rude
After the police left his office, Daniel Collins pondered in silence filled by the expensive aroma of his room. He sat in his dark leather chair, his face a combination of momentary relief and the tension that still haunted him. The evening light coming in through the tall windows creates mysterious shadows around it, giving a dramatic feel to the atmosphere.When his frustration boiled over, Daniel took his frustration out on the large wooden table that dominated the room. The luxurious objects displayed on the table shook with a loud bang. "They think they can find something out on me?" he hissed, his hoarse voice creating a palpable vibration of unease in the air of the grand office.After that, Daniel took his cell phone, a sophisticated device with a gold casing, and contacted his loyal subordinates. His cold and firm voice pierced the ears as he spoke, reflecting the authority and power he possessed. "I have a job for you," he said, breaking the silence of the office.His obedie
Detective Smith, with an empathetic attitude, realized the heavy burden that Richard Buchanan had to carry. "Mr. Buchanan, we know this is a difficult moment for you. We are simply seeking the truth, and if there is anything else you would like to share, perhaps something you may have missed, that would be very helpful."Richard looked at the detective with eyes filled with regret. "I just want to find out who is responsible for my grandson's death. I don't want any more families to have to go through this suffering."Detective Jones added, "We understand your feelings, Mr. Buchanan. We will work hard to bring justice to Diana. Any additional information you provide could be the key to uncovering the truth."Richard motioned to his waiter to give the detectives drinks. "Thank you, but I think I've said all I know. Diana, despite her unpleasant life choices, is my granddaughter, and I love her. I just want her to get justice."Detective Jones added, "We'll do everything we can, Mr. Buc
"Is it true that you were once Jack Ashworth's girlfriend?" the lead detective asked, his gaze remaining sharp.Suzzane felt her heart pounding when the question was thrown at her. She swallowed carefully, trying to think of the best way to answer the question without invading her privacy any further.Suzzane felt an oppressive silence as she tried to form words. "Yes, that's right. That happened many years ago when Jack was still a servant at the Hawthorne family home."Detective Jones nodded, taking note of the information. "Do you know if Jack has a grudge against Diana Buchanan?"Suzzane answered honestly, "I don't know. After our relationship ended, I lost contact with him. It was a long time ago, and I don't know what happened in his life. I only know that he is rich now."However, the atmosphere changed when detectives showed CCTV footage showing the incident on the road. Suzzane stared at herself on the screen, trying to talk to Jack, who was sitting in his car. Detective Smit
Jack sat on the hospital bed, his brown eyes focused on the ceiling, which offered no answers to the questions that were bothering him. The quiet atmosphere in the room made him reflect deeper into himself. The bright lights in the treatment room created a gloomy atmosphere, reflecting the complexity of his thoughts that could not be overcome simply.The smell of medicine and the noise of medical machines mixed with the worry that enveloped the room. As Ashley sneezed next to him, Jack lifted his gaze from the ceiling and looked at her with pain hidden behind her brown eyes.“Ash, you should rest at the mansion. You're too tired looking after me," Jack said to Ashley.Ashley's weak voice broke the silence, "Jack, I can't leave you alone. What if something happens?"Hearing the uncertainty in her voice, Jack smiled gently. "Ashley, I'll be fine. Bodyguards will look after me here. You also need to rest yourself. Go home to the mansion. I don't want to see you getting tired."Ashley low
Jack's face, originally filled with fear, turned into a picture of surprising calm, and a smile spread across his lips. This expression was like thunder to Lisa, who was just preparing to inject a dangerous substance into Jack's neck. Anxiety and incomprehension appeared on his face when Jack, with newly developed courage, managed to hold Lisa's wrist."Do you really think I'm this weak?" Jack asked in a calm tone, while his eyes conveyed deep courage.Lisa, shocked and overwhelmed, was unable to respond. Jack's hands continued to control the situation, and with a skillful movement, he twisted Lisa's wrist so that the syringe just fell to the floor. Jack rose to his feet steadily, freeing himself from the threat that had just hit him.However, before Lisa could find words or launch a new attack, the bedroom door suddenly opened. Several of Jack's bodyguards entered the room swiftly, pointing guns at Lisa. The woman snapped back to reality, realizing that the trap she had planned had n
After the police took Lisa away, Jack felt the need to ensure his own safety. In the silence of the hospital room, he took control of the situation, summoning his loyal bodyguards with a firm attitude."I need all of you to remain alert. There must be no opening for another threat," said Jack, giving instructions seriously.The trained bodyguards immediately got ready, nodding in understanding. "We will keep watch, Mr. Ashworth. No one will be able to approach without our knowledge," promised one of them.Jack breathed a sigh of relief and thanked his loyal guards. "Thank you, friends. Your existence really guarantees my safety."While the bodyguards were on guard, a group of nurses who heard the commotion decided to check on Jack's condition. They entered the room at a rapid pace, carrying the necessary medical equipment. Jack was surrounded by nurses who looked alert and professional."How's it going, doc?" asked one of the nurses to the doctor who was also present.The doctor gave
The next day, the morning atmosphere felt very calm. The sun rose gently, lighting the sky with its warm colors. Jack, who had woken up from his deep sleep, looked to the side, seeing Ashley still sleeping peacefully. Her peaceful face touched Jack's heart. Carefully, he tried not to disturb Ashley's sleep, which was still so sound.With light movements, Jack left the bedroom, making his way down the dim halls to the living room. Today, an unusual agenda awaits him. Together with his loyal bodyguard, Jack moves to his family's long-abandoned mansion. The mansion, a magnificent building that reflected the grandeur of his family's past, looked majestic in the morning sunlight.Arriving in front of the mansion door, Jack pondered for a moment. This place was not only a mansion, but it also housed everything related to it, even though he couldn't remember it. He was still very small when he was kidnapped, fragments of memories of this house were lost from his memory.Stepping into the man