Eva had no idea how she left the Walter residence as she walked around in a daze. She had arrived at the Walter residence full of confidence, exuding the aura of a queen who had never known defeat and yet now, she was strolling the streets like a lost soul. She didn’t know where to go other than stroll around the streets. Home??? She knew better than anyone what kind of a person her brother was. Unless she could bring him benefits…... there was no kinship. Forget about consolation, he wouldn’t even give her a place to stay. But could she really blame him? Wasn’t she the same sort of person? After wandering aimlessly for who knows how long, Eva found herself in front of a building she hadn’t visited in more than a decade. Love Nest was not your typical indulgence bar. All sorts of people and shady deals were carried out under the witness of the neon lights that filled one’s body and soul with lust and greed. Eva looked at the signboard and let out a shallow laugh. She had never thoug

Eva didn’t return home after her fallout with the Walters. She got the waiters at Love Nest to send her to one of her apartments once she was wasted. This was probably the best way out for her. At least she didn’t have to go through the pain and humiliation of the chain of events in her head over and over again. She woke the next day with a terrible hangover headache, but it didn’t matter as she didn’t have to be anywhere anyway. She sat in bed going through her life in the last twenty years and couldn’t find a single moment when she was actually happy. Every second, she had a façade of gentleness, enduring, thinking that her happiness was just around the corner. No matter how much she endured or schemed, the happiness she craved was never hers. Probably the happiest days of her life was the last month when Darcy had amnesia, but now she doubted…. Doubted whether he was acting to get her to lower her guard. Poor Eva would never know what hit her unless it was spelt out, in black and

When Darcy and his family of three had just moved to the villa, Grace walked around the villa in awe while Darcy watched her with a happy smile. Grace wasn’t in awe of the richness or splendor of place but because the design was exactly the same as the blueprint she had drawn for her future house many moons ago. “Dad, why does this place look a bit different?” Marcus was also confused. This was obviously his home and yet after not coming back to more than 2 months, it looked like it had changed completely. “This is the house your mother always envisioned.” Darcy spoke in a soft yet magnetic voice. “I had always planned for this, but your mother decided to leave me stranded midway through the journey. I no longer had any dreams, and the house was left in its original state.” Darcy explained in a low, wronged voice “It wasn’t until the light returned that I remembered the dreams of my youth and the unfinished house.” Grace blushed shyly as she heard Darcy’s shameless words. She wante

Amidst the laughter and bickering, the ladies boarded the majestic limousine that was generously booked by Mark the minute he heard his wife was going shopping with all the ladies. Skyline shopping center was the epitome of class and luxury goods. Anyone who was an anyone would want to shop there even if it cost them their entire living expense for the month. However, Emile had never been there and was looking forward to it. In her defense, she had only been in the country for less than 3 months. Jewelry, shoes and bags were all weaknesses of the Walter women just like ordinary woman and they were in a dilemma where to go first. Inside the limo, the ladies discussed passionately without coming to any conclusion until Sarah suggested tossing. They quickly made chits with the three options; considering Sarah was the oldest and the one who suggested the method, they let her choose the chits. Soon it was decided, first shoes, then jewelry and bags. The arrival of the limo at the entran

“What’s in that direction?” “Nothing much.” Mark spoke looking at the area Chris was pointing towards with a scrutinizing gaze as he recalled the significance of the landscape “It used to be an industrial area that got ditched even before it was developed due to environmentalist protests against changing the landscape to resolve access difficulties.” “Boss, I think we can predict the destination of the car with 95% accuracy.” Night Wing spoke as he looked up the map of the area where the car disappeared. He had pulled up the specifics of the area as Mark was speaking. “Um?” Chris asked in a low voice although his eyes were locked on the screen where the car disappeared. Every minute that ticked off without any news of Emile, was another minute that his life force and sanity was draining off. “Here...” Night Wing pointed confidently at the patch of lush trees. “There is an abandoned factory here.” “Let’s go.” Chris didn’t want to wait any longer. Even if the chances were only 5%, h