Emile found herself lying in the back seat of a modified 7-seater when she gained consciousness. She raised her head in confusion, only to find herself restricted by the ropes binding her. She saw that there was only two men in front and one in the middle seat, staring at her. “Don’t blame me. If anything, you only have yourself to blame for falling in love with someone else’s man.” The man shook his head in regret. Perhaps he felt sorry for the miserable woman who was unlucky in love in front of him. He knew her story and there was nothing but regret as he looked at her. He knew her story and there was nothing but regret as he looked at her. Her first love was a tomb of torture and the second one although it seemed to be smooth sailing, would eventually take her life, either way, she was not destined for a happy ending. Perhaps, he felt sorry for her as they both fell in love with the wrong person or so he thought. If Sheryl was here, she would have recognized the man, as it as none

Sheryl turned back and kicked the stool that was lying quietly in her path in anger. She narrowed her eyes as she saw Emile who was lying down, tied up like a sacrificial lamb that was totally at her mercy. Her lips curled up cruelly. “Are we comfortable?” Sheryl walked forward like a proud peacock. “No” Emile's lips curled in disdain “But I don’t assume you brought me here to make me comfortable.” “At least you have self-awareness.” Sheryl’s lips curled viciously as she approached Emile. Just as she was approaching Emile, Eva walked in, rushed in would be more apt. “I was delayed as I was making sure I had an alibi for the Walters to stare at so that we won’t be inconvenienced here.” Eva explained as she slowed her steps, feigning a relaxed expression. “Not delayed…” Sheryl chuckled. She didn’t blow Eva’s farce even though she saw through it. Eva was her scapegoat, why would she compete with a short- lived ghost? “Where’s Larry?” Eva asked in caution as she saw that Sheryl’s sha

At the warehouse- Sheryl looked at the furious Chris who barged in, with shock. She didn’t expect Emile to hold so much value his heart nor did she expect him to find them so fast. Her arrangements were meticulous. She had made an appointment in a beauty saloon in the shopping centre that Emile was at but booked a 4-hour session so that her timelines would clash with the time of kidnapping, taking her off the list. She even got her look-alike to drive back to the hotel where she was staying in her car so that anyone chasing her would be led in circles but would not be anywhere near her. Even the car used to kidnap Emile was meticulously planned. Larry had rented the modified 7-seater from a local rental, of course under a false name and had parked the car in an inconspicuous spot. Neither she nor Larry went back to the car or did anything in proximity to the car while it was within the scope of surveillance. “This is all her.” Eva screamed waking from her stupor of being shot, looki

Although the expression of Adrian and Marcus attracted the attention of all the Walters, none of them were brave enough to touch the tiger’s whiskers. They just stood ready to support if and when they were needed. However, Elizabeth didn’t have the discernment of the other Walters, she strode towards Neil with a haughty expression and took the papers out of Neil’s hands impolitely. Neil could have stopped her. He wasn’t weak nor was he gentle and polished like most doctors; he, Adrian and Chris were like peas in a pod. But he let her take the paperwork; it wasn’t out of respect or fear of her ‘Senior Mrs Walter’ title like she thought nor because of her status as Chris’s mother…. Heh! Why would he respect the mother that Chris himself wanted to kill right now? The only reason for his indulgence was because he wanted to see what expression she would have once she realized the outcome of all her scheming. He was not an idiot. He had seen the results of Chris’s investigation and also he

Everyone walked in solemn silence towards the operation theatre after Chris’s heart to heart. No one voiced any objections as they knew that Chris’s analysis was spot on. “Any update?” Eric asked Mark as he walked towards him. “Still going.” Mark shook his head; he waited till Eric got close and asked in a whisper, “What happened?” “Everything’s a mess.” Eric sighed in frustration as he sat next to Diana, hugging her in his embrace; he needed to calm his depressed heart. If roles were reversed, he knew Chris would hold the skies for him even though he was his younger brother. However, he had to confess that he didn’t have absolute confidence to refute any of Chris’s claims and could only listen to his arrangements with a heavy heart. Mark felt his heart grow heavy as he noted that Chris nor Eric had any intention to explain. He knew this was not the time and place and yet he felt terrible. He too sighed as he thought of the imminent estrangement between brothers! “Big brother, thi