They placed three guards out the door, securing the place and making sure that Nathan could not mistakenly escape and they left. Nathan was in his position where they left him. He was still a little bit shaken by the fact that he almost lost his life that day. He could bet with himself that he was almost seeing death calling his name. He was choked, and if he was held in the position for a while more, there was a high probability that he would lose his life. It was five minutes after Nathan was left alone in the cabin that he got himself back. He sighed and thought, 'How will I escape from here?' He turned around for something, but nothing helpful. The cabin was so empty, and it was designed for him. Nathan gave up on escape and resorted to waiting for the men to return to show him his fate, but then, a sound began to resound from the side of the room. It sounded like a ringing tone, and Nathan knew that he had heard that tone somewhere around the Davenport family. He searche

“Are you fine, mother?” Enrique asked, seated by the side of his mother. Pipes were connected into her body and she was receiving drips and taking series of syringes. Vivian sighed and smiled lightly. “I feel better now. I am a strong woman. And yes, Buddha gives me strength. I should be out of this stinking bed any moment from now,” Vivian said enthusiastically. She was more positive and energetic than she should be. After the sudden stroke she had after she fell, the whole family thought she was going to die. But here she was, alive and well. But she seemed to be a different person. “Where is my lovely daughter, Candace? Where is Collins and where are the rest of you? Come on, you all should gather round and let me tell you a story.” Vivian managed to put words together, smiling widely. Her change in behaviour got Enrique quite troubled. When did she get so caring about everyone, including Candace and Collins? The Doctor must have a candid explaination to give to him. “M

Alex's frustration grew with every passing second as Megan ignored his long, unending messages. The clock seemed to mock him as he watched it, the seconds dragging on painfully slow. He couldn't understand how someone could dare to snub him—him, Alex Reed, the head of the Reed empire. His mind raced, trying to justify her silence. Maybe she was just too busy, overwhelmed by the flood of messages from her millions of followers, most of whom were probably men like him. Simps like him. But that thought only made it worse. He wasn't just any man; he was supposed to be different, more important, and yet here he was, feeling like a simp, desperate for her attention. Well, he was actually a simp. A big simp who paid for performances on streaming sites of whores. His pride was bruised, but it was more than that. He was hurt, pained that this beautiful, untouchable woman was ignoring him. It stung his ego and made him feel small, insignificant. The more he stared at her picture, the more

Enrique was in a car, he was driving himself to where Nathan was kept. As he drove, his mind was divided, and he was almost having problems with concentration on the road. He let out a worried sigh which gave his worries away. Vivian was in the hospital and was behaving like another person and it was such a pain to him that he was unable to save her from the fall that caused her senses and reasoning. As he drove and thought, his worries suddenly shifted to anger when he remembered the person who caused his mother to end up in that condition. Collins. His hands tightened on the steering and he scoffed. 'You're done this time, Collins.' He thought. Enrique's hands on the steering turned white, close like snow, due to how hard he was clenching. It was as though he would pull off the poor thing. His heart rose with the anger in store, with each exhale more difficult than the inhale he made. He let himself lose in his anger and his leg matched the accelerator like he was ready to

The evening sun cast a warm glow over the city like a gentle hug. The golden light made the buildings shine, and the streets feel cosy. It was as if the sun was painting the town with warm colours, making everything feel peaceful. People went about their day, but the golden light made them slow down and appreciate the moment. It was like a secret whispered to the city, reminding everyone of the beauty that's always there. But that beauty did not get to Alex Reed. He sat by the pool, trying to be happy and appreciate nature, but his head was stuffy. Not with work but with the incident that happened between him and Megan White. He just couldn’t get that moment out of his head. He kept feeling like a fool. His mood for the whole day had changed. He went from being a beast to a monster to his workers, his cooks, his driver, literally anyone who dared to get on his nerves. And when Vanessa would ask why he was pissed like an angry werewolf, he would snug it off, claiming to be a gre