Matthew faced his mother as soon as Serena exited the room. “There was no need to be harsh to her,” he said. Amelia looked stunned and she faced him. “Her family is the reason why you're here in the hospital and you're defending her?”“We don't have any evidence that they were actually behind the explosion, at least not yet.” “The winchesters are our sworn enemies, they have no business being around. Come on Matthew open your eyes. Do you think that they sent their daughter over to our company for no reason? They sent her as a spy, they planted her so that they could get inside information.”He took a deep breath. “Well if that's true, then why would they have the company where their daughter works bombed?” “Was she in the office when the building exploded?” Amelia watched Matthew's expression shift slightly. “Exactly,” she continued. “This was a deliberate plan I can assure you and the moment the truth about the investigations comes out, Vanessa is going to regret everything.”The

Vito was coming back to her apartment with a handful of shopping bags, Edward had sent her some money earlier and she had gone out to squander it with Ashley. The both of them were returning back to her condo apartment. They waved at the receptionist and entered the elevator. “I really hate the fact that Darrell is becoming more bankrupt each day, I think it's high time that I find another boyfriend and move on.” Vito sighed. “I've been telling you this for the longest time Ashley, leave that man. Look, I can introduce you to some nice men in the country club and you can get along with them and all.”Ashley smiled. “That would be wonderful.” When the elevator door parted open on their floor, they were moving when they spotted two figures entering Matthew's house. “Is that not Matthew's house?” Ashley asked with a level of uncertainty in her voice. “It is and I'm pretty sure I just saw those men enter,” she added. “And they left the door open.”The girls shared a look with each o

Xander had dropped Lola off in her place and then he went home, she looked so lost in thought as she was in the sitting room.She hugged her knees and stared blankly at the television, there was something playing in the background but she couldn't care less. Karen walked out of her room. “What is going through your mind?’ she asked.“I feel like I'm a horrible person.”“What?” Karen paused, wanting to hear her friend out. “I just feel like I'm a very terrible person because why would I go to the hospital with my new boyfriend to see my ex who just got into an explosion… I mean Matthew qualifies as an ex right?” She asked softly, burying her face in her palms.Karen sighed and then sat down on the spot beside her. “Firstly, I don't think he qualifies as an ex, the two of you never actually dated. Secondly I think it's better that he actually knows that you are dating Xander earlier than later. Look he will be fine, don't beat yourself up. What matters is that you showed up in the hos

The car came to a stop by the beach house. They had been driving for a very long time so it was clearly not close to town in any way. As soon as Henry stepped down from the car, the salty sea breeze crashed against his face. He held his daughter's hands tightly as he followed behind leading them to the safe house. It was a safe house because it wasn't easy to track under property owned by the Houstons, since technically on paper there was no relation between this house and Houston family.“Is this where we are going to stay?” She asked her father, raising her head up.He put a hand on her shoulder protectively. “Yes, for now honey, the bad men are after us and we need to lay low for now.”When they stepped into the house, almost everything was covered in white tarps and it was dust filled.It was expected considering the fact that ever since its purchase, it had barely been used. The interior had wooden floors and pristine white walls. He looked over at one of the guards. “Are you

Charles was in the hallway, dusting some of the picture frames and muttering something under his breath. He was complaining about how incompetent some of the maids were when Matthew walked in. “Young Master, good morning I didn't see you there, how long have you been standing there?”“Long enough to know that you think Lindsay has a gossiping problem,” Matthew remarked. “Anyway I came here because I think I uncovered something about my memory.”Charles instantly paused with the cleaning, “what was it that you discovered?’ he asked, taking a step forward. “I've been having these… dreams, and I think it's memories, I think it's my missing memories.”“Don't you think we need to see a doctor?”“What is the doctor going to do for me? Is he going to help me remember?”At first Charles was silent, but then he spoke. “Well, I suppose it could help to have a professional look into the matter.”His shoulders slumped and he sighed. “I guess.” Matthew looked over his shoulders and shoulders to