Flynn was consumed by fear as he was ushered into a room where he was informed that someone awaited him. The armed men accompanying him made it abundantly clear that any attempt to resist would have dire consequences, upon his brother, Jeremy and his grandmother.Upon entering the room, Flynn's gaze fell upon a figure wearing a hat, his face turned away from them."Hello, Mr. Flynn," the man greeted."Who are you, and what do you want?" Flynn demanded, his voice laced with apprehension."Excuse us," the man ordered the guards, signaling for privacy."Who are you? Show your face!" Flynn's voice rose, prompting a chuckle from the mysterious figure."You would do well not to raise your voice, Flynn. I possess the authority to end your life here and now," the man asserted, his words instilling a palpable sense of dread in Flynn.He casually reached for the glass of wine beside him, taking a sip before resuming his ominous monologue. "Your brother , Jeremy is in my custody, and his fate re
Flynn swung open the front door, exhausted from his encounter with the man who had threatened him earlier, asking him to break into Jack's officer and get the SFX-chip, of which he had no idea what it was.He knew quite alright that what they were requesting him to do was quite a daunting task, but he there was nothing else he could do. Jeremy's life was in danger and that was the only way to save him, by breaking into Jack's office and stealing the SFX-chip.Immediately, he opened the door, just as he had expected, he was met with the presence police officers scattered throughout the living room, their faces somber. It was obvious someone or probably his grandmother had informed the police officers about Jeremy's disappearance.He wished he had arrived soon enough to prevent the involvement of the police in the whole thing. He knew involving the police could only complicate the entire situation, and he didn't want any thing to happen to his beloved little brother Jeremy.As he scanne
As the evening sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the quiet neighborhood, a sleek black car pulled up in front of Serpens' house. The car's engine hummed softly, a low, almost menacing sound that blended with the rustling of the trees. The doors of the car opened simultaneously, and out stepped George and his men, who had been instructed by Jack to find Rose and bring her to him. Each one of them was dressed in dark, tailored suits that matched the car’s polished exterior. Their faces were stern, unreadable, and their movements precise, as if they were accustomed to working together without a word exchanged.George approached Rose’s front door. His polished shoes clicked against the pavement, each step purposeful. Two others flanked him, their presence formidable and unwavering. They rang the doorbell once, and it echoed through the stillness of the house.Inside, Rose had just begun to relax with a book when the unexpected sound jolted her. She wasn’t expectin
The atmosphere in the café grew tense as Rose sat across from Jack Brynner, still reeling from the shock of seeing him here. Jack had always been a figure shrouded in mystery and power, but nothing could have prepared her for the bombshell he was about to drop.Jack leaned forward, his eyes fixed on Rose with an intensity that made her heart race. "Rose," he began, his voice calm but laced with something deeper, "there’s something important I need to tell you, and I'm very sure it'll come as a surprise to you,""What's that sir?" Rose managed to ask, trying to hide her discomfort.She just couldn't help but wonder what people around her would begin to think when they see her with Jack Brynner. She just hoped the meeting would end soon so she could return home, as she was already beginning to regret why she had even agreed to come with the men in the first place."I could be your father." Jack dropped the bombshell.The words hung in the air, heavy and surreal. Rose blinked, her mind s
Serpens paced the living room, his anxiety mounting with each passing minute. He had arrived home earlier than expected, eager to surprise Rose, only to find the house unsettlingly quiet. The usual warmth of her presence was absent, and something felt off. He called out her name, but the only response was the echo of his own voice.A knot of worry tightened in his chest as he quickly scanned the rooms, hoping to find her somewhere, maybe resting or lost in a book. But every room he checked was empty. His worry deepened when he noticed Rose's phone lying on the kitchen counter, its screen lighting up with each incoming call he made. She never left the house without it—especially not in a city like this.The sight of the phone, abandoned and ringing, sent a chill down his spine. Where could she have gone without it? His mind raced through possibilities, each one more unsettling than the last. He was on the verge of dialing Inspector Lui, ready to report that Rose had gone missing, when
The morning sun filtered through the hospital's large windows as Serpens and Rose walked into the pristine lobby. The sterile smell of antiseptic hung in the air, adding to the tension that already filled the space between them. Serpens walked beside Rose, his steps steady and composed, while Rose’s pace was slightly hesitant, her nerves evident in the way she clutched the strap of her bag.As they approached the reception, Dr. Sun, in her white lab coat, looking as beautiful as ever with her beautiful eyes, looked up from her desk. Her face lit up with a welcoming smile, but as soon as she saw the serious expressions on their faces, her smile faded, replaced by a look of concern. “Serpens, Rose, what brings you here so early?” Dr. Sun asked, setting aside her clipboard. She just couldn't help but hope it wasn't that Rose was having symptoms from what happened with Winter. Rose was already confirmed to have fully recovered before they signed for her to be discharged from the hospita
Rose sat in the quiet hospital waiting area, the envelope containing the DNA results still clutched in her hand. Her mind buzzed with a mix of emotions—disbelief, uncertainty, and a strange sense of resolution. She knew what she had to do next, and it weighed heavily on her.With a deep breath, Rose pulled out her phone and scrolled through her contacts until she found the number Jack Brynner had given her the day before. Her thumb hovered over the call button for a moment, but then she pressed it, steeling herself for what was to come.The phone rang only twice before Jack’s smooth, authoritative voice came through. “Rose?” he answered, his tone carrying a hint of curiosity.Rose hesitated for a split second, then spoke. “The DNA results are out,” she said, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her.Jack was silent for a moment, and Rose could almost picture him leaning forward, anticipation evident in his eyes. “And?” he prompted, his voice betraying a rare note of eagerness.
Xin managed to open her eyes, her eyelids fluttering open as a harsh, sterile light pierced through the darkness. Her vision blurred and unfocused, she tried to move but found her hands and feet bound tightly to a cold, metallic table. Panic began to set in as she struggled to come to terms with her surroundings. Her heart raced, and the coldness of the metal beneath her skin sent shivers through her body. She tried to take a deep breath, but the air felt thick and heavy, laced with a clinical scent that made her stomach churn. The room around her was stark and unfamiliar, its walls a pale, unforgiving white. The only sound was the faint hum of machinery, adding to the sterile, mechanical atmosphere that pressed down on her.She pulled against the restraints, desperation growing with each futile attempt to free herself. Her muscles ached, and her mind swirled with questions. How did she get here? Where was she? And more importantly, who had done this to her?The stark white walls, th