“What happened?" Becca asked, rushing into the hospital, while Kelvin was in a hot argument with Katherine.
“Mom, have you been able to reach Katherine?" Kelvin asked, rushing towards her, leaving Katherine at the corner.“But I told you already, Kelvin. Her number is not going through." Katherine interrupted, making him pause. His eyes darkened with uncontrollable rage as he turned around.Becca was confused at the moment, everything seemed to be happening too fast. She furrowed her brow searching for clarity over the fog that had settled in her thoughts.“What exactly happened? I didn't seem to get what you were saying on the phone. You said something about a phone call," she said to Kelvin, and he exhaled deeply.Immediately, the nurses came out of the hospital room and walked past Kelvin without a word. Kelvin and Becca exchanged gazes, their expression a clear sign that a shred of confusion had engulfed them.Kelvin furrow“No, that cannot be. It cannot happen at all, I refuse to believe." Uncle Theo yelled, his eyes turned red, showing that he feared that Kelvin's words might be true, but he wouldn't believe it.Kelvin sighed and stood up from his seat. As he walked towards the exit, he stopped and turned around facing his mother.“Remember what I told you today, whatever has befallen Pamela, Frank is involved. I'm telling you this so when you see him again if you ever will, then you must take legal action against him.”“To do that, we need to find evidence of his conspiracy and plot against Pamela or the family. Somehow, I know that there is a piece of evidence somewhere, we just need to find it. And as for you, Mom, stay away from Mark and General Orlando.” Kelvin said abruptly and walked out of the house. Hearing those words, Gregory turned facing Becca, he furrowed his brows, a puzzled look crossing his face as he tried to make sense of those words.“What's that?" He asked, and Becca glared at him
3 days later, the burial of Connor Woodluck was being arranged, and Pamela was still missing. The news of Frank being admitted to a hospital in the Philippines reached Boston, and Uncle Theo had instructed Kelvin to go and bring Frank back to the city. That was the only way they'd understand what had happened to Pamela. All news and TV broadcasting channels in the country were talking about the tragedy that had befallen the Woodlucks. The cloud was dark, it was about to rain at around 9 am in Vancouzer. Katherine plodded tiredly towards her car, she couldn't get her mind off Pamela. Since Kelvin had not been to work for the past 3 days, everything fell on her shoulders alone. She knew she had to keep the company in order till Kelvin returned. As she drove into the talk building, every employee had their eyes on her, as she walked past them. As she entered the office, footsteps followed her behind, it was Nancy the new Chief Operating Officer. A contagious smile erupted her gaze a
“Come on, come on, Kelvin pick up, Please," Katherine muttered. It was past 6 pm, and she had closed work for the day. She decided to try Kelvin's number one more time before leaving the office, but still nothing had changed. The squeaking sound from the door caught her attention, and she put down the phone. Nancy walked into the office with a beaming smile on her face, and Katherine sighed.Nancy was the epitome of beauty. She was tall and curvy, with long black hair cascading behind her back. She had a contagious smile that exposed her sparkling white teeth. “Are you free?" She asked, staring at Katherine who furrowed her brow confusedly.“What?"“What do you mean by "what?” Are you free tonight? I'd like to hang out with you. You're always working, it makes me wonder if you have enough time for yourself. Let me take care of you tonight, it'll be fun trust me.” She said and Katherine sighed.Her shock was obvious, looking into her eyes. You could tell she was struggling to compre
The next morning, the sun was shining brightly, its rays casting a great warmth and washing off the coldness from the previous night. Kelvin had returned to Boston, and with him was Frank who was still in a coma. The Woodluck mansion experienced a great silence that morning, as the family gathered for a meeting after seeing the level of injury inflicted on Frank. The fear and tension were evident on their faces, including Kelvin's. Pamela's whereabouts were becoming clearer with each passing day. “What could've happened that day? And why would Frank order the security men to stay back and not follow? What could have happened to my daughter?” Theophilus asked theoretically. His voice echoed his great pain and agony. There was a short silence, as nobody had an answer to his question. Kelvin's gaze fixed on the floor, as he battled with every possibility.“Maybe Kelvin was right after all. Maybe Frank was a danger to my daughter, and I failed to see it. This is my fault. I failed as
“This Is bad.”"I find it hard to believe that Carlos Santiago had a son. If you're right, then there is a problem.”Kelvin raised his brow and nodded his head slowly. “So what? Are you gonna tell me what I asked to know? Or are you going to keep pretending not to know a thing?"Becca sighed deeply, the information was a big blow to her, and she wondered what could happen now that Mark was back.“It's a long story, Kelvin. it's not something you would understand in such a short time.”"Well, let's begin already then. You're my Mom, we have all the time we need.” He said. She sighed and shifted her gaze to the other end of the garden, her shoulders slumped as she sighed, a sign of her internal struggle and indecision. “Your grandfather was not responsible for the death of Carlos Santiago. At least, that's what I know." She said, and Kelvin widened his eyes in surprise. His eyes squinted, as he struggled to understand what she meant.“Yes, there was a meeting led by your grandfather.
That same morning, Katherine sat on the bed inside her room. Her eyes buried on the bed as fear coursed through her for what she had done. Her lips quivered as her heart crossed the incident from the previous night at Nancy's house party. She gasped shakily with a downcast gaze, “how could she have done such a thing," she wondered without voicing out her thoughts. “Are you in? Look child, we can talk about whatever is stressing you. Can you please open the door now?" Mariana called out to her from outside the room, but Katherine closed both her ears with her palms. Tears gathered in her eyes as her shoulders slumped, a clear sign of her guilt. “Go away, Mom. Please." She cried out. Hearing her voice, Mariana was shocked and perplexed by the paleness in her voice. She gasped softly and became more concerned to find out her problem. **Flashback**The previous night, Katherine had prepared for the party as she had promised Nancy back in the office. She wore a red leather gown,
“Katherine please, let me help with whatever it is that you're going through."! Mariana screamed from outside the room, but Katherine ignored her cries. Her eyes had gone red due to excessive crying.How would she explain what happened last night? She had fled from the scene after killing Nancy, but it couldn't go away. It's only a matter of time before they discover her dead body.There was no helping it. Surely the investigation will lead the police to her doorstep soon enough, and the guilt of murder hung heavy on her shoulders. “Katherine honey, please open up," Mariana called again, but there was no response still. She grew tired of standing and left the place for the time being. As she left, Katherine heard her footsteps fading away, she walked to the door and opened up to ensure that she had gone.A heavy breakdown took place, as she battled with the guilt in her heart. She stared at the clock hanging beside her bed. It was past 9 am already, and she hadn't taken her bath for
Two days later, Gregory and Mariana's relationship became known to both families. He had phoned her to announce his arrival, but he couldn't reach her phone.He drove down to her house in Boston, and when he got there, the house was quiet even though the door was unlocked. Entering the house, a fantastic smell of barbecue sauce was coming from the kitchen.He walked down the kitchen, but there was no one. Surely she had just finished making something. The aroma of her food smells across the kitchen down to the sitting room.“Mariana," he called, but there was no response. He asked to the room impatiently. As he opened the door, she jumped on him with a joyful scream, a clear sign of her happiness.“Hey," he smiled back at her and kissed her lips.He took her to the bed, and they collapsed on the bed. “What are you up to? I noticed you prepared something delicious. Please can we eat already? I'm famished." He said, and she chuckled. "We need to talk," she said to him. He sighed worri