CHAPTER HUNDRED EIGHTY *They are still kids*"I can't believe my eyes and ears! Who would have thought that the daughter of the renowned Jordans would be the one to save my daughter and I assume she had your permission for that? I am quite shocked. How do I repay you and your daughter for your kindness?"Mr. Spikes said as he reluctantly extended his hand. Mr. Jordan chuckled and held up his hand."It's fine, Mr. Spikes. When my daughter wants something she's adamant to get it and there's no stopping her. Either way, I'm glad we could be of help. Well, I could say it's sort of a win-win situation for the both of you wouldn't you agree ?"Mr. Spikes arched his brows diametrically in utter confusion.He laughed nervously in a bid to hide his confusion."may I ask how do you mean by that if you don't mind ?" He inquired softly.Mr. Jordan chuckled again and shot an amusing glance in his daughter's direction. Janice's hazel eyes narrowed in a mild glare in an attempt to discourage her

CHAPTER HUNDRED EIGHTY-TWO *It's about time to call it quits*"Hannah?!" her mother's shrill desperate voice broke into their little world(reverie), snapping her back to the present.Her mother was astonished as she gawked at her pointedly, her brows furrowing with concern."Are you alright honey? You were spacing out just now?" Her mother asked, stroking her arm gently.She gulped and sunk a glance at Janice who was just as shaken as her.Where the heck were they just a while ago? It felt so real and yet it was not.If this is telepathy, then it felt insanely realistic. They held an actual communication in there.Or is she daydreaming? Heck no! Judging by the expression plastered on Janice's face, it might be true.They just had a brief conversation in their minds!Isn't that insane?! How the heck was that possible?It was believed that if two persons can read each other's minds and hold a conversation, akin to telepathy, then fate had brought two soul mates together on a long ride

CHAPTER HUNDRED EIGHTY-FOUR *What the devil is going on here?!*The silence in the room was so deafening except for the ragging breathing that could be heard. It was as if everyone was dutifully observing a one-minute silence for the dead.Only that Amber is not dead. But then looking at it from the metaphorical aspect, she's technically dead from the inside after discovering the heart-wrenching news of her father's desert.Poor Amber hopefully she recovers from this mess. She's been through a lot herself but acts tough on the outside when all those times she has been going through hell as a result of a failed marriage. The poor child paid the price for her parents' recklessness.But still, she can't begin to imagine how a father or a parent would be comfortable leaving their own children to their fate. How vile! How insensitive to even imagine. The mere thought of that drives her mad.Or maybe just maybe there is a story behind all of this that we don't even know about.Have you eve

CHAPTER HUNDRED EIGHTY-SIX *She.will.rip.your.heart.out*"Why...?" her voice came out like a croak of a frog on the verge of giving up its last dying breath. For the first time, Janice noticed how pale she looked. "Why did you do it, Jeff?" she forced a lump down her throat and bit her bottom lip before she continued."Khole is hurting and she wants to. make sure that Amber is doing alright."Mr Jeff remained mute.She finally whipped around and glided her curious gaze to everyone around and her gaze settled on the inspector whom she offered a smile."You must be inspector Bob that contacted me. Thank you very much for your Swift response. I sincerely appreciate it." she said nicely as she reached for a brief handshake. Then her curious gaze glided from Mr Jordan and Janice.The inspector followed her line of vision and chuckled."Oh, this are the Jordans. Kindly meet Mr Thomas Jordan and his daughter, Janice Jordan who is in the same school as your niece. She was the mastermind be

CHAPTER HUNDRED EIGHTY-EIGHT*This man is completely hopeless!*"Finally!" Mr and Mrs Spikes exclaimed in relief as the door tugged open with a slight screech, revealing the rest of them with Mr Jeff being dragged roughly inside and forced to sit on the opposite side of the partition transparent glass facing the others.Mr. Spike's countenance suddenly morphed into a deadly resentment as his brows rose diametrically in anger."I believe that must be him right? The insufferable monster?!" he demanded, howling with a pent-up rage as he pointed his index finger at him.The inspector nodded in the affirmative."Yes. We got him and now he is here to answer all our questions so that we can finally put this whole issue behind us. I believe everyone is on the agreement we run through the interrogation process all through the night ?" he quizzed scanning the room, gliding his gaze from one person to another to ensure that they wanted it to be so in consensus.His gaze settled on Mrs Monica. Sh