The meeting ended abruptly and everyone went back to their respective work and duties. Exhausted, Khloe returned to her office where Brandon was waiting for her.“I've been waiting for you,” he said professionally. Khloe grabbed her seat and sat behind her desk.“Yeah, I went to make myself a nice coffee.”“Caffeine isn't good for your health," Brandon advised Khloe, and she shrugged her shoulders, gulping the hot coffee.“I've been thinking about what the chauffeur said lately and it seemed to make sense. My only problem is; how does he know so much?” Brandon reasoned, rubbing his chin dramatically. His legs were crossed on her desk and his shoes were dirtying the cleaned desk. Since Khloe was a neat freak, it irritated him but he kept quiet.“Cut it out. He said he just knew,” Khloe said, trying to brush it off.“And believe that. I have my suspicions. …”“When have you not?” Khloe asked with an eye roll.“He seemed too smart if you ask me. I've researched his background?” He asked

Arthur Cassius and Khloe Ferguson ended up chatting on their phones until they both fell asleep. The following day was his day off, Khloe wasn't going to work and Lucas was also not leaving the house, so Arthur stayed behind. “I better go meet with Sam and talk about the case and see how far they've gone,” he muttered, putting on his shirt and his pants when the doorbell rang suddenly. “I'm not expecting anyone. So who could that be?” He asked himself. Buckling his pants before going to get the door. The person on the other side kept ringing the doorbell non-stop. “I'm coming!!” Arthur yelled, as he got to the door and opened. Kelly stood in front of him with her arms crossed and her lips pout. “Kelly? I thought you went back to Maryland?” Arthur said, letting her in. “I didn't go back. I went to a friend's place. That isn't the issue. Why have you been ignoring me all this while, Arthur?” She said her tone rising. Arthur led the way to his living room and sat on the couch

“Ethan?” Khloe whispered as she saw her ex-husband staring down at her, a stupid grin on his face which her hands etched to slap. “Khloe? It's good to see you,” Ethan retorted, smiling from ear to ear. She feigned a fake smile to herself, “I am also happy to see you,” which was obviously a lie. She hates his guts and for talking to her. “What are you doing here? Such a fancy place like this?” he said, holding onto a shopping bag. Khloe knew he was faking it, and she knows exactly how to go along with the flow. “I'm here for the same reason you're here,” she stated firmly. “Ah, I see…” he was saying when someone called him from behind. “Babe? Who are you talking to?” a familiar voice said beside him, turns out to be Katrina, that witch. “Oh, look who we have here,” Katrina said from behind, mockingly. Khloe knew for the fact, she was one of the persons that caused the end of her marriage, not that she was happy with the marriage. “What brings you here?” Katrina asked. “That qu

Arthur Cassius' lips were still heavy on hers, both lost in the act, forgetting the world around them, like it had disappeared. Suddenly, Arthur pulled out, out of breath still looking at Khloe, who had a shock expression laced on her face. Arthur stepped backwards, his eyes still on her as he realised what he had done; forcefully kissing someone out of their will. “I…I'm…sorry” he stammered, looking down, he went back to the driver seat. Khloe on the other had lots of butterflies in her belly. Like she'd always wanted this. “It's finally time to get close to him,” she thought to herself happily. The atmosphere was tense and awkwardness lingered, like a thick fog that refused to lift. Arthur was so deep in thoughts that he almost crashed into a car. He knew what he did was uncalled for, so he apologised. “I'm terribly sorry ma'am. If you want me to resign. I'll happily do so. I don't know what I was thinking. I….I'm not going to make any excuses but, I promise it won't happen again

Khloe's car swerved swiftly before crashing into the oncoming car, which had blinded her with full lights, and before she could process all what had happened, she slowly started losing consciousness. “Is this how I am going to die? With a broken heart. I won't see him again, I won't be able to comfort my sister anymore…” she said as her eyes became blurry and she started coughing out blood… In no time, people were around the scene of the accident. Sirens then wailed and the people muttering kept her awake. She felt a liquid warm substance pouring from her head and realised that it's blood. She tried moving her body, even when she knew the excruciating pain that followed would be unbearable but her body fell reluctantly. Her eyes started closing slowly and suddenly a silhouette appeared in front of her. The figure was calling out her name but it was barely audible. With her last strength, she muttered. “Mark?” her eyes slowly closed and she finally passed out. The silhouette figure