Everything was so different from the inside out, that it was the perfect set- up to fool anyone in this world.Because after entering the house at first, Mark was sure that no one in this entire world can know that there may be any sign of a living person present there in this house after looking at this house from the outside.Thinking this, he took two steps forward. But suddenly, the perfectly well lit room, that was giving a really adorable and warm, cottage feel till now… Suddenly it went into a complete black out.All the lights that had been on till now, suddenly went off.And not only this, but the already few sources of the light that were allowing the day light to enter, had also somehow vanished within seconds.Mark was unable to understand what was going on with him, but there was one thing he knew for sure. If someone had asked him to come there with the hope of telling him the exact thing that he was looking for, then it was not someone who was trying to prank or defra
Alex was in a meeting, when his phone began to buzz. He ignored the incoming notification, and decided to focus on the strategy discussion and briefing meeting scheduled for the early morning instead. After fifteen minutes, he was finally alone in his office and picked up his phone to scroll through the recent notifications, when one message caught his eye. It was sent from an unknown number, and read;"There are a number of conspiracies going on at the Rover Corporation, in the dark underbelly. Marcus Rover is also in the way of harm, just come to this address if you wish to know more. Respond soon, you don't have much time."In the next message, there was a set of numbers, and Alex immediately assumed that it must be the coordinates of the place mentioned in the message.His panic levels immediately shot high enough to reach the sky, and the phone almost slipped from his hands.He tried Mark's number first of all, but it got disconnected at first. On trying again, he just received
The moment Mark accepted that he wasn't going to go back on his words the girl spoke up."Great! Then I guess there is no harm in helping you, here you go."Mark felt a file be placed beside his right hand, and he reached out in the dark and grabbed it before it could fall down.But then, another thought appeared in his mind. How could the girl just trust him on his words alone, without any contractual obligations in place? He asked, getting more curious about the situation than he had initially been. "But how do you trust me? I mean, you haven't even asked me to sign any type of contract or anything -"He hadn't even finished his sentence when the same sound of laughter echoed in the cottage once again."Hahaha! Now I think I should be afraid of your forgetfulness, Mr. Rover. Because as far as I remember, just few minutes ago, you had accepted that you are a man of your word and won't be backing off from that-"Mark frowned. "Yes! I had indeed accepted that, but how am I going to
Mark left, leaving the breakfast table in a tense silence. Cassie sat back down dejectedly, upset at the fact that she didn't even get to say goodbye to him, let alone apologize for confronting him so aggressively. She turned towards Mariella, who was calmly and elegantly buttering her toast, like nothing had happened at all."Grandma, why did you do it?"Mariella dropped the butter knife in her hand with a shocked and heartbroken expression, as she faced Cassie and began to question her instead;"Sweetheart, didn't we talk about it? About how you needed to be more aware of what was going on at our- or rather, your office. Then what have I said to upset you so much?"Cassie was exasperated at the condescending tone Mariella had chosen, but she raised her question again."We did talk about it, and I know why it is important for me to visit the office myself. But why did you go about it in this way, when I had told you that I will talk to him on my own-""And where has that gotten you
Mark's POV:I was sifting through the contents of the folder, which had initially seemed quite light but ended up revealing quite weighty information.So Mariella Holmes is indeed responsible for the death of Cassie's mother.According to what Nelson had told me, the car Neil's dad was driving on the day of his death was also Eleanor's- so she was the primary target.But Mariella ended up killing her own son, in the attempt to get rid of his new wife. And yet, it did not stop her evil plans. She did not hesitate, even after killing her son with her own hands, before tampering with the brakes of Eleanor's car once again. Although I had suspected foul play behind her accident, I knew it was still better for me to have proof in hand.But what kind of a human was she, that she didn't feel an ounce of remorse after her son got caught up in the crossfire and lost his life? And if that old lady did not get deterred from her plans even after paying such a huge casualty, then is there any l
Cassie glanced towards her phone, to find that it was Violet calling her.She decided to let the phone ring for now; she could always call her back later, but she could not let this get out of hand. But the moment she turned towards her grandmother after putting her phone on silent, she saw Mariella trying to stand from the table."Cassie, sweetheart, I think I should go back to my room and rest for a bit, I'm suddenly not feeling too well."For a moment, Cassie was appalled at her audacity, and took some time to react.By this time, Mariella Holmes had already turned around, ready to go to her room after successfully dodging the question.But Cassie was determined, and she rushed forward to block her path.Standing in front of Mariella with her hands outstretched, she exclaimed,"No Grandma! You can't go anywhere without answering my questions.""What did you say?!"Mariella asked, finding it difficult to rein in her temper now. Cassie repeated herself calmly, even though she felt
Connor was walking to and fro in his room, seeing the legal notice kept on the table.He knew this day would come… but this soon, he hadn't assumed that! He didn't know what he was supposed to do now.He remembered how Nina had given him one task, and he had failed miserably in fulfilling that task, too.But it wasn't his fault after all, he had to deliver the package within twenty minutes; and that too, on a third class bike. On top of that, the traffic of this city had been going crazy day by day.Even before they set out, he had realized that he wasn't going to make it on time, but he had tried regardless… and when he finally reached there, he found out that he was extremely late.Not only had Nina refused to pay him, but he had also been humiliated by the person he was supposed to deliver the stuff to.Now, he was slowly starting to realize how tough it might have been for Mark to live his life as a delivery boy.But this realization was of no use, because no matter what kind of
Nina was standing behind Anthony, listening clearly to every word.Wearing a deep maroon bodycon dress, she lounged in the back, holding a glass goblet with red wine in it.The outfit hugged her curves perfectly, and the deep v- neckline left very little to the imagination.The dress ended just above her knees, revealing her tantalizingly long legs.All in all, she looked like a complete vision, but the only man who had access to her had his entire attention focused on a phone call.But as soon as he disconnected the call, Anthony turned around and his gaze fell on her.Maintaining a slightly indifferent expression, she asked;"So, you're not going to help Connor out?""Darling, aren't you taking a little too much interest in business matters?"Nina coyly answered, blinking her eyelashes;"No, I was just asking because I think that poor soul could really benefit from our help, and he is also desperate enough to go to any lengths for it.""And I think I have told you already, that I ha