CHAPTER- 41 *********The next day, when we had had enough talk and happy moments, Amanda wasn’t worried about her husband’s lost job. She said, “God knows the best,” she would smile after spewing out those words. Her husband was busy having a talk with the kids on the balcony and laughs and giggles were only heard. They were a very great family, I guessed. “Do you work?” she asked me.“Yeah, I work as a maid,” I whispered at the back of my voice and grinned. She did seem surprised, it seemed alright for her, and didn’t want to continue with that. Soon, we heard someone pounding at the door, “Are you expecting someone, sweetheart?” she asked her husband who was seriously playing with his kids and running after them. “No!! I am not.” Suddenly, her face changed as she walked up to the door to check on the person, “is everything alright, dear?” Jackson asked when he heard nothing again. He came around the sitting room and took a quick peep at the person who knocked. “Is everything a

Chapter 43 *********Kate’s Pov*********** This was a trip I regretted embarking on. I was here to find my Hero but it seems I came to fall in trouble rather. “What is wrong with you?” I asked the man who said he was my Hero, “Why did you lie to me?” I angrily asked him. “Shut up, I can’t be your lost boyfriend. I am not your hero nor have I heard of a person by that name.” he walked out, after receiving an alert on his phone, dropping mine on a box that he was standing behind.The place looked like a warehouse. I was tied up to one old forklift. Rusted cars, parts of machines, and boxes scattered all over the place and as dusty as shit! I could barely inhale and exhale, but I contrived little by little.“What do you want from me??” I asked the remaining bodyguards who stood around me, but none of them answered as if they didn’t speak English, “Get me some food, I am fucking hungry. Is this how you treat your dogs?” I inquired.For about a day and a half days, I was captured and

Chapter 45Kate's POV"Who is your father? Is that why you came here?" I winced at the question, not wanting to delve into painful memories. "I don't want to talk about it. Let's forget about it," I abruptly cut the conversation short, desperately needing some rest. I lay down silencing myself.Packer seemed even more worn-out than I were, trying to steal glances at me surreptitiously. Our eyes would meet, and then he would hastily divert his gaze to his tablet, pretending he wasn't watching me. Before I knew it, exhaustion overtook me, and I drifted off into sleep.NY City. Matt's Mansion----------------------The next morning, I found myself back in Matt's mansion; the new room he gave me. As I pondered on the events of the previous day, I couldn't believe I had been rescued. My life had taken an unexpected turn, all because of my own troubles. Lost in thought, a loud pounding on the door startled me. "Come in," I called out. It was none other than Matt, with his striking grey-dye