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Author: Pen forge
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Heels clicked the immaculate marble. One, two, one, two like bullets ricocheting off a steel wall. The air shift, heads turned in the silenced room.

Juliana Foster, Oxblood gown soaking in the ambient light, hair tightly pulled in updo, diamond glinted in her necklace. Not just as a Jewelry, but a declaration of power.

She stopped on the platform, Maya stepping away and leaving the floor for her to join the crew.

Silence swallowed the air for a moment as everyone's gaze pinned the boss lady on
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    Grandfather?" Benjamin repeated in surprise.Jackson nodded.Benjamin knew the story. His mother narrated everything to him before cancer took her when he was twenty.His Paternal grandfather was never in support of their marriage because his father chose to marry a woman from a poor family background, refusing marriage with his bethroted from one of the prestigious families in the city.Angrily, Grandfather declared he refused to be his son if he refused to follow the arrangements. Grandfather Gerald was enraged when he heard his mother was pregnant, casting him out of the family and said he must never show his face again till he complied with his decision. His father left the city with his mother, they got attacked at night when trying to survive in the strange city, his father lost his life protecting them against thugs while buying time for his pregnant wife's escape."I'm not interested! In What reason that made him sent you to me. " Benjamin said."Master Hayes...""I'm not Ma

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    "What the hell did you just say?" Mr. Whitmore's voice dropped to a dangerous edge.He closed the gap with Killian with one step, anger radiating from him.Killian didn't move. He didn't blink."I have no other explanation to give." He said and turned towards the exit again."Securities!!" Mr. Whitmore barked towards the exit.The trained bodyguards flanking the corridor stormed the room, boots thundered collectively, vibrating the marbles."Restrain him!" Mr. Whitmore walked through to meet Killian, his footsteps heavy against the floor."Did you just wish my daughter dead? And you— called me a murderer?!" His voice was dangerously low with anger rumbling just beneath the surface.Killian didn't speak."Felicide! You accused me of Felicide and you're in trouble!" The man said sneer, saliva spraying from his mouth. He took another step closer, glaring at Killian. "If anything. If anything should go wrong with Aria I swear I'm going to kill you bastard!" "You have to apologize resp

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    The receptionist was still hissing about BEGGER AND STUPID ANTICS when Mrs. Montclair materialized like a ghost in the receptionist. It was usual for her to walk through the reception. No, She had never walked through. Most staff members had never seen her in person since their employment. Routes had always been by air. Helicopter. Private landing spot at the hospital rooftop that made her unrecognizable by most employees. The room didn't notice her presence immediately but they noticed Margaret, her assistant. Her face. "Who made the order?!!" Mrs. Montclair growled, composure wavering. She cast hard gaze on the employees. "She did—" Margaret nodded at the female receptionist. She jerked up. Her chair shifted back, scrapping the marble. "Ms. Margaret..." She gasped, surprised to see Mrs. Montclair's assistant in the reception without quickly recognizing the woman beside her. Margaret's presence carried weight in the absence of her. "Good morning, ma." She gushed, cheek flushing

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    The sight hit Benjamin like a physical stab to the heart. The familiar face of Alfred Storm under the white sheet, a stiff thing— his eyes shut, face paled like the ghost he became about an hour ago. His body was disfigured with cuts from whatever sharp objects that marked his body from the terrifying accident taking his life and smile that was once warming on the screen. On his chest, precisely where his heart was placed, a deep gash ran deep into his flesh from merciless iron rod. Dried blood could be seen around the place. Benjamin's chest hammered. His knee snapped outward as a wave of despair struck him. He gripped the bed frame for support, his heart racing erratically. Staring at the cuts on his body, he could only imagine the terrifying pain he went through before he died under the truck. The pain, the helpless cry, the struggle through the blood. Benjamin's knee finally gave out beside the bed with a sharp crack against the marble. He held his stiff hand, shaking it g

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    The sight hit Benjamin like a physical stab to the heart.The familiar face of Alfred Storm under the white sheet, a stiff thing— his eyes shut, face paled like the ghost he became about an hour ago. His body was disfigured with cuts from whatever sharp objects that marked his body from the terrifying accident taking his life and smile that was once warming on the screen. On his chest, precisely where his heart was placed, a deep gash ran deep into his flesh from merciless iron rod. Dried blood could be seen around the place.Benjamin's chest hammered.His knee snapped outward as a wave of despair struck him. He gripped the bed frame for support, his heart racing erratically.Staring at the cuts on his body, he could only imagine the terrifying pain he went through before he died under the truck. The pain, the helpless cry, the struggle through the blood.Benjamin's knee finally gave out beside the bed with a sharp crack against the marble.He held his stiff hand, shaking it gently w

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    Killian stared at the divorce paper, then glanced at the sport peeling away leaving dust dancing in the air and confusion behind In his hand. Cassandra knew he was out...but had she initiated this? The divorce paper laid on his palm— the heading clear. Her signature was there at the bottom. What was happening? Killian wanted to shake off the thought that his wife, his woman, the same reason that led him to that horrible prison had welcomed him with divorce papers. But Sawyer's sudden appearance and hostile demeanor made it impossible to shake off, tangling with the thought and confusing him. Finally, Maybe...just maybe it was a mistake delivering the wrong document to the wrong person. The excuse was dumb but it was the only plausible explanation his mind could grasp in the confusion.Killian decided he needed clarification. He arrived at the headquarters of the Ashbourne group, a monument built of glass and steel and power that comes from old money and connection. Nothing m

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