Jennifer hesitated, seeing the shift in Samuel's expression from concern to guarded caution. She knew that pressing the topic could lead to more questions she wasn't ready to answer. Quickly, she decided to change the subject. “I…..uhm couldn’t hear you guys properly but I believed you were talking about the election.” She said, hoping to change the subject. "I wanted to ask you about the upcoming election event rally," she said, forcing a bright smile. "I'm excited about it." Samuel’s eyes softened again, though the tension didn’t completely leave his face. "The mayor election event rally? Yes, it’s coming up soon. We’re raising funds for the new campaign for Vittorio's election." Jennifer nodded eagerly. "I’d love to help with the preparations. Maybe I could coordinate with the supporters or handle the decorations?" Samuel’s smile returned, more genuine this time. "That sounds like a great idea. I’m sure your touch will make the event even more special." She relaxed a bit, reli

Jill walked back and forth in her room, with long shadows on the walls from the dim light of the chandelier. The memory of Gabriel's conversation with Yuta kept replaying in her mind as she tightened her fists. She needed to face him and attempt to uncover the truth. A soft knock on her door broke her thoughts. "Jill? Are you in there?" Gabriel’s voice was hesitant. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door. "We need to talk. Now." Gabriel stepped inside, his face a mixture of concern and confusion. "What’s wrong?" Jill closed the door behind him, her eyes blazing. "I overheard your conversation with Yuta. I know you're working for the Yakuza." Gabriel's eyes widened. "Jill, I—" "Don't lie to me, Gabriel!" Jill's voice was sharp, cutting through the air like a knife. "I know you're a spy for the Yakuza leader. I know everything." Gabriel took a step back, his face paling. "Jill, please, let me explain—" "You'd better tell me the whole truth," Jill interrupted, her tone fierce.

The following day, Jennifer woke up to the gentle glow of dawn shining through her curtains. She yawned and smiled happily, recalling the events of the night before. Samuel stayed late, whispering sweet words and keeping her close until early morning. His touch left a lasting imprint, filling her heart with warmth. Right on time, she received a message from him on her buzzing phone. “Morning, beautiful. How did you sleep?” Jennifer smiled, as she looked around the bedroom wondering where Samuel was typing from as he was not in the room with her at the moment. But she quickly typed back. “I slept like a baby. Thanks to you. Where are you? His reply came almost instantly. “I had an early meeting to attend to, but I’m heading back now. I Couldn’t stop thinking about you. Are you ready for breakfast outside?” Jennifer asked with a genuine sense of curiosity.“Outside, outside Where?” Samuel said in a loving and mischievous tone.“It was a surprise. Be ready in 10 minutes. I will be

The tension in the air was palpable as Gabriel left the warehouse, his mind racing with the implications of the meeting. He just managed to escape without raising any more doubts. As he made his way back to his car and then drove to the van Jill was in, he couldn't rid himself of the unsettling sense that something had gone very wrong. While Jill waited in the van, she anxiously tapped her fingers on the steering wheel. After Gabriel eventually got in, she breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank God you’re okay," she said, her voice trembling slightly. Gabriel nodded, still shaken. "They almost caught someone spying on us. I'm not sure who it was, but it could complicate things." Jill frowned, concern etched across her face. "We need to be more careful. Did you get any useful information?" Gabriel recounted the conversation, his words tumbling out in a rush. "Martin wants me to get more substantial intel on Samuel's campaign. They’re planning something big, it's more likely to aid Mayo

The convoy of sleek black cars came to a halt outside the modest bakery on 46th Thompson Avenue. Samuel Golden emerged, his gaze sweeping the surroundings with careful focus. He signaled to his soldiers to disperse and protect the perimeter. Jill's urgent tone compelled him to bring a strong display of power. "Be vigilant," Samuel commanded while opening the bakery door, causing the bell to softly jingle above. The employees indoors stood still, their eyes wide in disbelief at the unexpected, intimidating entry. "Jill! Jennifer!" Samuel called out, his voice echoing through the small shop. He spotted them at the back, standing next to a display case filled with pastries. Relief washed over him as he rushed to their side, his heart still pounding. "Are you alright?" he asked, his voice laced with concern as he reached out to Jill and Jennifer, checking them over for any sign of harm. Jill smiled a mischievous glint in her eyes. "We're fine, Samuel. We just needed to get you here."