It was almost the middle of November. The first two weeks had passed, and now, wrapped in thick blankets, Clara watched the relentless rain streak down her window. It was the heart of the wet season.She thought about her joblessness, about the stagnant state of her life, but a strange sense of calm permeated her. A premonition, almost, that she would find a new job before the end of the month.Just maybe. Maybe she could meet a wealthy man, and he would change her Life. This time she would be more careful not to get someone as useless as Kage and as self destructive as Matt. Such a control freak.Lazily, she stretched and picked up her phone, scrolling through social media until she stumbled upon an update showcasing a luxurious Bali vacation. She sighed, a wistful sound.She remembered her last cancelled trip. Then because of work and that douchebag, Kage. Jobless now, this vacation could be her achievement."Why not try now?" she murmured to herself.She was free from work for the

He stood there, listening, waiting for something… anything. He expected the chaotic sounds of children playing, the annoying yet somehow endearing shouts and laughter, the general cacophony that came with a group of kids. But the air was eerily silent.His mind flashed back to Richard's words: “It’s the system we have here.”What kind of system could be so shady as to silence an entire orphanage?He took a few steps, his eyes scanning the surroundings. Turning back, he saw John also looking around, his gaze fixed on Richard's guard. She stood motionless, her eyes speaking volumes. It was as if she wanted to tell Kage something, to implore him to dig deeper, but she couldn't.Kage nodded subtly at John, who immediately understood. John strode off in a different direction, his purposeful gait suggesting he was on a mission."Excuse me! Hey!" Richard called after John, his voice laced with irritation.When John ignored him, Richard turned to Kage, his eyes flashing with a mixture of ange

"This is insane! This can't be happening!"Matt paced his apartment, his phone glued to his ear. Fury blazed in his eyes, turning them bloodshot. His body trembled with barely suppressed rage as he dialed Clara's number again and again."You better pick up! So help me I will...uhmmmm" he called his eyes and inhaled audibly.He had seen her social media post, and a gut feeling had told him something was off when she'd been evasive on Saturday, refusing to see him. The way she was so calm. She had lied about something else. She lied about being with a friend. He should have knows better that she doesn't just have 'Friends' until they are worth something or useful.He sank into his chair, staring at his laptop screen. Ignored and rejected job applications scrolled past, each one a fresh stab of humiliation. Combined with Clara's betrayal, the frustration was topnotch , he could explode any moment. "Damn ittt!!" He wanted to smash something, anything. He even had the urge to break her i

"Remember I told you I promised a donation," Kage said, his voice cutting through the night air.The penthouse balcony was a breathtaking display of wealth and power. Soft, ambient lighting illuminated sleek, furnitures arranged around a crackling fire pit. Potted olive trees and fragrant jasmine lined the perimeter, their scent mingling with the crisp night air. The city skyline stretched out before them, a glittering tapestry of light and shadow.This wasn't the original style of the penthouse, Kage couldn't help but smile as he inhaled. He did chose this design and everytime he sees it, he gets secretly proud.Seated on plush outdoor sofas, Kage and Alfie were accompanied by John, standing silently at the edge of the balcony, ever watchful. Between them sat a bottle of wine, a crystal bowl filled with what Kage called "Roseann's Special" – an assortment of gourmet cheeses, crackers, and dried fruits. Kage just doesn't know the name yet neither does Roseanne.Taking a sip of wine, A

As Kage finished his surgery rounds walking down the hall, he caught sight of John, standing silently in the hallway. He shook his head slightly. John was ever-present, a comforting, yet sometimes unnerving, shadow.He was passing a recovery room when he noticed a young figure standing over one of the patients, staring intently. He hesitated, then backtracked to investigate.The figure had short, cropped hair, making it difficult to determine their gender. They looked young, maybe still a teenager. The person was in a hospital garment."Are you alright?" Kage asked, his voice gentle but he was faces with silence "Do you know this patient?"The person turned, their expression guarded. "No," they said. "My name is Jody. I'm just looking for my big sister."The voice confirmed Kage's suspicion: it was a girl.Kage introduced himself. "I'm Dr. Allen Kage."Jody scoffed, a dismissive sound. "Whatever."Really?! So rude.Kage sighed inwardly. He knew the rudeness of teenagers. "You don