David noticed how uneasy Sylvia looked so he grabbed her by the hand and began leading her toward the house.They made their way to his chamber and after slamming the door behind them, David turned to her with his arms folded across his chest.“Speak!”Sylvia sighed and cleared her throat loudly. “I think she's a spy.”David arched a brow.Sylvia slapped her thighs and began to pace. “I know you won't believe me. Who is going to believe me anyway I trust my instincts and I know what I heard but forget it. It’s useless saying this and….She was still speaking when she felt David’s arms wrapped around her waist. Sylvia stopped to wonder when David had gone behind her. She smiled.“I believe you!” David whispered into her left ear. Sylvia felt a sense of calmness envelop her. David slowly pulled his hands around her waist and placed them on her shoulders. She turned around to face him.“You were saying something about Giselle,” he said looking straight into her eyes.In his eyes, Sylvi

June was about to hit the bathtub when she got a call from Giselle. She curled her lips in irritation wondering why the nurse was calling after threatening to cut ties with her. “What do you want?” she spat after responding to the call.“You should go online.”“What the fuck are you talking about? I don't want to access my socials anyway.” June retorted.“Perhaps you should check out the image I'll send to you right now,” Giselle said and hung up.June sighed and lowered the phone to her chest. A few moments later, she got a notification. She quickly checked the message.Her eyes widened in horror.The image Giselle sent to her was a poster with the caption wanted for attempted murder by the New York police. There was her picture taking a large part of the poster with her details underneath.She stormed out to meet her Godfather.He wasn't in the living room so June headed straight to his chamber. Without knocking on his door, she barged in and met him sipping from a glass of wine in

A man dressed in a white tuxedo stepped out from one of the black vans that had pulled over in front of the Wells mansion. He adjusted his bulletproof vest. It was the captain.He stormed the Wells mansion with his security experts consisting of snipers, assassins, and trained men. They arrived in five black vans and before the police officers at the gate could reinforce, they threw a grenade into the house that shook its foundation.While the police officers and the captain’s men were engaged in a heated gun battle, he was led by a group of armed men into the house. Leonard and David were in their respective chambers when the blast happened. Eleanor and Fred, together with the rest of the servants were in the party scene when the ground shook, causing the tables and decorations to tremble, creating a mess.Some of the servants had sustained injuries from the unexpected fall. At Maurice’s command, they hurried toward the house and headed to the security rooms created in the mansion

Sylvia felt her forehead with the back of her palm. She was burning all over. She pressed her eyes against each other and slowly opened them.She shut her eyes again and began to have flashes.In her vision, she was eavesdropping on Cathrina and June when a blast shook the house. David rescued her and they ran into the woods.“David!” she screamed and flew out of the spring bed.She rolled her eyes around her surrounding. She was no longer in the woods. She was in a house, seated on a bed.David and a woman were sitting by the local furnace when Sylvia screamed his name. David rushed to Sylvia and immersed her in a hug. “Thank Goodness you are okay.”Sylvia pulled away and rubbed her eyes with the edge of her palms repeatedly.“Where are we? What time of the day is it?” Sylvia demanded. She turned to the woman towering above her with a quirked brow. “David, who is she?”The grey-haired woman was in her late 70s. She smiled and sat by the edge of the bed. “I'm Penelope. I found you guy

“Come with me!”David positioned his hands on his hips. “Not till you tell me what’s going on here.”Leonard walked up to David and bridged the gap between them. “Come with me, son. Let’s go to the Penthouse and talk there.” He said. “I’ll go get changed.”Leonard left.David sighed and headed straight to the kitchen. He had no idea how long his session at the Penthouse will last but he needed to leave some instructions.In the kitchen, Sylvia was going back and forth, losing like someone that had just lost her mind. She hadn’t gotten over the trauma of the recent incidents but someone had to cook the meals and after realizing that all the servants were back to their posts, she had no choice.“Shit!” She groaned in frustration after the frozen chicken she had pulled out of the freezer slipped through her grasp.“You should have worn gloves before pulling it out,” David remarked while Sylvia was about to grab the chicken from the floor.She turned around. David was by the door.Sylvia