*Gulp*Geoffrey clutched his pocket, concealing the evidence."You're not polite, Meha, snooping around other people's rooms. Well, if you're handling this case, fine. Besides, unlike you, I have a busy schedule," Geoffrey hastily left the room."Don't forget to return what you received from Merrick, Geoffrey..." Meha taunted casually. Geoffrey looked around, hoping no one else heard Meha's voice."Shut your mouth, Meha, if you don't want to get into trouble.""Can't you come up with a more creative threat? I'm bored of hearing the same words over and over..." Meha pretended to yawn. "If your IQ were the size of your shoe, then please close the door on your way out," Meha's parting remark left Geoffrey speechless."Okay! Where were we? Oh yes, the evidence from the plaintiff?" Meha asked Eric.Eric gazed at his subordinate, who then handed over the results of the forensic investigation. "Here it is, Your Honor."[I've removed Danzel's fingerprints from the database and replaced them w
"Is there any pizza left for me?" I popped my head into the kitchen, surprising Anne and Mr. Rocky."Danzel! You're out! Thank God!" Mr. Rocky exclaimed."But... you said you wouldn't be home anytime soon," Anne replied, still in disbelief. I noticed the pizza in front of them remained untouched as if they had lost their appetite. I grabbed a slice and devoured it in a single bite, genuinely hungry from missing lunch. With my mouth full, I answered Anne."I got some help at the prosecutor's office. An old acquaintance.""Well, you're really lucky. You never cease to amaze me.""Sorry for making you worry, but I'm here now. If you guys don't eat your share, I'll devour it all," I joked, which made Mr. Rocky take a big bite of his pizza, and Anne followed suit. The mood in the room lightened a bit with my presence."So, what happened earlier? What were they accusing you of?""Zhar, they found my fingerprints on his body, but it's okay. I have evidence for my defence, so I got released."
"Who's Meha?" Anne suddenly asked. We were lying in bed, reluctant to get up after the passionate night we'd just shared."She was my lawyer before," I replied."Ah... Yes, her name does sound familiar. Since last night, I've wondered if I've read her name somewhere...""Why? Did you read my messages from last night?" I teasingly pinched her nose. Anne just grinned and mumbled an apology."Would you accompany me to meet her this afternoon?" I asked."But she wanted to meet Danzel," Anne responded."Yes..." I was still contemplating how to handle this situation. Should she know everything, or is it enough for her to know that Danzel and I are on good terms?"What do you think of her?" Anne was lying on my chest, her long, fragrant hair wafting into my olfactory senses. Her chest pressed against mine, awakening my desires."Dan, I need an explanation, not this again!" She pointed at my aroused member."That comes later; I'll answer it then," I teased, leading us to a desire-filled activ
*Cling*The sound of the doorbell ringing indicated someone entering, and the waiter approached Meha and led her to where Anne and I had been waiting."Oh, hi, we meet again, Mr Anderson. I usually don't meet my clients. Or am I in the wrong place?" Meha looked confused and glanced at the table number."No, I have been waiting for you.""Oh, but I had an appointment with someone else.""How about you have a seat first? Please let me introduce my wife, Anneke."Anne extended her hand, and Meha shook it, exchanging smiles and then feeling awkward."I know you are waiting for Danzel. Unfortunately, he can't make it today and asked me to represent him instead."Meha finally took a seat after I mentioned Danzel's name, her eyebrows furrowing in displeasure. "I didn't expect him to be a person who likes to break his promise. Well, perhaps this way, we are even."Meha then called the waiter, ordered wine, and waited awkwardly. The atmosphere had suddenly become tense."Don't you want to know
[...][A’ oh...][I've told you; you don't have to tell everyone about your true identity.]'Too late. Can you turn back time to two hours ago?'[You wish, now fix this.]'Any suggestions?'[You might not like it.]After considering the system's suggestion, although it was logical, I wouldn't say I liked it and wouldn't do it."Oh... You are Elliot's child?" Anne asked with a surprised expression."Yes... And that old man had the audacity to act like a parent after hiding behind Sonia for so long. I'd be better off without parents like I've used to all this time. Knowing my background isn't as great as I thought," Meha complained and returned to the café.Anne and I exchanged a quick glance, both feeling uneasy. If she was uneasy about Camilla being Meha's sister, I was uneasy because I had just given my ace card to my longtime enemy's child.After we both sat down, the atmosphere became awkward again."Why so silent? Did I say something wrong?" Meha looked at the two of us."How long
At a private dining venue in the Westhill Hotel:"Hey... Isn't that Margareth?" one of Sonia's friends whispered."Hm? Are you hallucinating? You know she's supposed to be in exi—" Sonia's words were cut off when she saw her other friends also looking in the same direction behind her. She turned to see Margareth standing there, hands on her hips and a smug grin."Good evening, ladies," she greeted shamelessly, walking confidently and taking a seat next to Sonia, even displacing one of the women who happened to be the wife of a regional bank's financial manager.Sonia stood up from her chair, "You were not invited," she pointed out."I don't need an invitation to an event I co-founded, do I, Sonia?" Margareth placed her glasses on the table, sipping her tea slowly, deliberately savouring the moment.She knew she would be the hot topic of conversation today at this ladies' tea event, mainly because of her embarrassing arrest yesterday. She couldn't resist and wanted to make Sonia feel t
"Eric! You traitor!" Bash cursed as Eric forcibly dragged his body towards the detention cell. Curious faces peered through the bars of the inmate cells, wanting to know what was causing the commotion. The noise immediately filled the room as they discovered the source of the commotion."Hey, isn't that Bash Merrick? Are we going to share a cell with him?""Well, finally, I get a chance to give him a beating after that one-sided firing Merrick did to me last year! That situation forced me to steal just to make ends meet! God is good to me!" praised another inmate, acknowledged by his fellow prisoners. Apparently, Merrick's policies had victimised many people."What kind of God would be good by letting you seek revenge? Fool! Hahaha," responded another inmate.Bash stared in disbelief, unable to imagine his life in the midst of people who despised and wanted his head. He shuddered, as he never anticipated that his plan to get back at Elliot would backfire on him, making his situation w
Everyone winced in pain upon hearing Bash's screams, and then silence ensued. Although curious, the inmates could only imagine the type of punishment Bash was currently enduring. One by one, they returned to their beds and resumed their previously interrupted sleep.Late at night, the kitchen door creaked open, and the sound of two pairs of feet was audible, with one of them sounding like it was being dragged and stumbling. Lyan, who had not been sleeping, peeked to see what had become of Bash.As the two figures passed, Lyan caught a glimpse of Bash's face, which appeared red, and his hair and clothes were wet. He remained silent, but his eyes were filled with pent-up anger. Lyan was convinced that Bash was now harbouring a deep sense of revenge.Lyan realised that Bash had finally come to understand where he was. This was Erwin and Ralph's small kingdom. It was no longer under Merrick's control. Lyan knew this the hard way, too.He had been just like Bash when he first arrived here,