Dylan's hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as he drove with a sense of urgency, his mind consumed by fear and desperation. Each passing second felt like an eternity as he navigated the streets, his heart pounding in his chest. Finally, he arrived at the nearest police station, his breath heavy and his voice quivering as he approached the officers."I... I need help," Dylan stammered, his eyes filled with anguish. "My daughter, Maya... she's been kidnapped. It happened so fast, I couldn't do anything." His words spilled out in an unstable manner, his voice laced with a mix of panic and grief.The police officers exchanged concerned glances, their professional demeanor giving way to empathy as they understood the gravity of the situation. One of them stepped forward, his expression serious. "We'll do everything we can to find your daughter, Mr. Clifford," he reassured, his voice firm yet compassionate. "Please, provide us with any details you can."Dylan recounted the events as be
Madeline Harper woke up the next day feeling slightly groggy, her mind still clouded with remnants of a restless sleep. As she rubbed her eyes, she realized something was off. It took a moment for her to fully comprehend the unfamiliar surroundings of her room. The walls seemed closer, and the morning sunlight streamed through the windows, casting an eerie glow over everything.Confusion settled upon Madeline as she struggled to remember what had happened. Ever since she stopped taking the drugs, she's been feeling burdened. Like something was missing in her. Could it be because the drugs were truly helping her with something that concerned her mentality? If she hadn't forgotten to ask her mom for a refill, she would have probably gotten it earlier before her drugs finished. Panic gripped her chest as she realized the consequences of her oversight.With trembling hands, Madeline hurriedly got out of bed, her heart pounding with a mixture of anxiety and anticipation. As she descended t
Underneath Tessa's house lay a hidden chamber, accessible through a concealed trapdoor nestled inconspicuously within the wooden flooring of her main living room. The trapdoor, cleverly disguised as an ornate rug, blended seamlessly with the surrounding decor, its presence known only to those who knew its secret.She rolled the rug away and opened the trapdoor, revealing a narrow staircase leading down into darkness.Descending the steps, Tessa entered a dimly lit underground room. Soft, warm lighting bathed the space, emanating from strategically placed lamps along the walls.Tessa approached a cage, unlocking its door with a mix of urgency and remorse. "Come, Maya. Mommy is sorry for confining you here. I promise, it won't happen again, okay?"Maya gazed at her teacher, a bewildered expression on her face, as she obediently followed Tessa into a dimly lit room. In her usual innocent plea, she uttered, "I want to go home. Take me to my dad."Tessa's patience wore thin, and she turned
Madeline's cries reverberated through the room, her anger escalating as the truth became clearer. She wreaked havoc, destroying everything in her path, while yelling at her mother who attempted to calm her down."What did you do to me?!" she screamed, her voice filled with anguish. "What is this? What did you do?!""I did what I had to do!" Madame Sharon defended herself, her eyes welling up with tears. "You were tormented by it! You were terrified! I couldn't just leave it as it was!"Madeline glared at her mother, consumed by anger. "No! No, Mom! No! You did this!" She pointed an accusing finger at her. "I remember it all clearly, Mom. I was ready to confess! I had made a terrible mistake! I killed her, but you... you did this. You did this without my consent, Mom! You did it for your own selfish purposes!""No, I did it for the sake of our family! If the truth came out, it would have destroyed us! The world would have discovered the secrets of Harper Enterprises! Ravenna's true ide
Dylan stood in disbelief, his mind in a daze after receiving the shocking information. Ending the call, he remained in a trance-like state, his gaze fixed on nothing in particular.Madeline, the murderer?It was hard for Dylan to fathom, even though he knew it had to have been an accident. Madame Sharon's actions of suppressing her memories was extreme, and the weight of it would be definitely overwhelming for Madeline.He still couldn't comprehend it.The anger that surged within him was directed towards Sharon and Hermione, not Madeline. But now, Madeline was the one bearing the consequences, and he blamed himself for it all.Damn it! Why did she have to be the one responsible?“What's going on here?” Allison asked, witnessing as two cars recklessly entered Tessa's compound. Confusion clouded her face.Dylan looked at her and opened his car door, gesturing for her to get in. "Let's go, Allison. I'll take you home."Allison's confusion deepened. "But what about your daughter—""If s
What the hell?Madeleine is dead?Dylan contemplated whether he should go to the hospital to see the Harpers or wait for an update on his daughter. His priority was his own child.The Harpers were no longer his concern. Divorcing Hermione meant severing ties with them.As he entered his car, his phone rang again. It was Princess Mane.A wave of relief mixed with hope washed over him, and he answered the call. "Hello. Is there good news?" he asked immediately."Yeah. We found them. And that despicable teacher is here acting like a mad woman. You should come."Dylan let out a sigh of relief, a smile forming on his lips. He glanced at Allison, still arguing with her mother, and decided to drive off without further delay.Soon, he arrived at Tessa's house, got out of his car, and walked into the wide-opened door.The first sight that greeted him was Tessa being restrained on the ground by some guards. Then he heard a voice exclaim, "Daddy!"He looked over and saw Maya wriggling out of Pri
Dylan let out a sigh, feeling the weight of the tense question. Was it even the right moment to focus on these questions?"I did!" Madame Maria exclaimed, approaching Hermione."What did you do? What are you guys talking about?" Madame Sharon asked, joining the discussion.Hermione looked taken aback. "You two know each other?"Dylan blinked, shifting his gaze to Madame Maria. "Not really. We crossed paths under certain circumstances that are not relevant to you. She called me to inquire if I had any connection to your family—since Madeleine is dead. That news shook me to the core." Dylan bent the truth slightly.Madame Sharon frowned, suspicion evident in her expression. "Circumstances... It feels as if you're always present when misfortune befalls us. You're not supposed to be here, yet somehow you ended up being here. I suspect you take pleasure in our pain, don't you?"Dylan nodded, acknowledging her words. "Yes, but not at the cost of Madeleine's life. As you know, she was the on
It has been two weeks since Dylan and Allison started to date. When Allison's mother discovered their relationship, it created a stormy situation. However, Allison stood firm, determined not to allow her mother to exert control over her any longer.At the Rainbow restaurant, Dylan and Allison placed their food orders and patiently awaited their meals.Allison let out a sigh, her expression revealing her inner turmoil. Her restlessness did not go unnoticed by Dylan.Glancing around the restaurant, Allison voiced her thoughts, saying, "I still can't fathom why you went through the trouble of reserving a restaurant like this for us, Dylan. Isn't it too expensive?"Dylan offered her a gentle smile and replied, "Not particularly. However, you're in a foul mood today. What's bothering you?"Once again, Allison sighed, her frustration evident. "It's a work issue at NovaTech. You see, my sales director asked me out, and when I declined, he became offended. He then insisted that I accompany hi