D - DAYBy evening, invited guests packed in pairs of less than two or more slowly ascended this rooftop of Knightley.& Gallery, the designated venue for the party. The guests were greeted by polite and smiling ushers, as well as an enchanting atmosphere that buzzed with excitement and celebration. As the party proceeded, Chloe, in her ivory, long, floor-length dress with a sweeping hemline, looked around nervously, her mind filled with a mixture of joy, anticipation, fear, and the mingling aromas of delicately prepared cuisine that made her stomach grumble from time to time. Though Dawson had already held a press conference earlier that morning, addressing the chaos at his house a few days ago, he made sure he supported Chloe in every way he could to make the party perfect, thereby bringing a good name to the family. As usual, Jamie was the host of the party, welcoming the guests, guiding them to the gift table, and handing them a small pamphlet, containing the program of the cer

Chloe's eyes widened in shock as he pushed her hard to the car bonnet where Juan was still struggling with his own pain. "With that innocent face, you fooled us! You fooled me!" Dawson bellowed furiously as he squeezed her neck harder. Her mind wandered around, wondering just how much Dawson knew about her but the shortage of oxygen to her lungs made her fight back, trying to pull Dawson's hand away but the more she tried, the more Dawson's grip tightened. As soon as Juan regained some strength, he came to Chloe's aid by attempting to punch Dawson but his ever-ready bodyguard took the blow on his behalf before sending another punch to his face. "F*ck!" He grunted in pain. "Leave her alone, you piece of shit!" He yelled with all the strength he had left. Chloe was beginning to choke and strength was slowly leaving her body. "Sir, calm down, Please." Brandon, his guard whispered into his ear. Dawson didn't stop squeezing her neck as he said, "How long do you think you have with h

Chloe thought for a while before she replied, "Nah! If he was going to snitch, he would have already done that before the party even started. In fact, he looked so thrilled with the reveal I doubt he'd snitch on that.""I hate to admit it myself but just like my Dad said, I doubt he is the enemy here." Chloe defended him. Blake's face turned noticeably sad at the mention of her father as he thought of the condition he was in. "Is something wrong?" Chloe asked, concerned by the sadness plastered on his face. Blake was jolted out of his thoughts but he quickly let out a weak chuckle, saying, "Of course not!" "Maybe that was what he wanted you to believe." Zane chimed in. Chloe became curious as she asked, "What do you mean by that?" "Now that Dawson knows about you, all his hatred, attention, and scheming would be turned on you which would make Sebastian Marlowe less of a suspect and more of a ticking time bomb. He would have the opportunity to attack Dawson; that is if he truly

“Yes, Chloe. She is the only Victoria Kensington in Castile, so yeah, it’s my Aunt. My father’s younger sister.” Blake explained in detail, leaving Chloe no room for any further questions about her identity. “Woah! How did you manage…wrong question.” She paused, trying to stop herself from freaking out. “But she’s not in Castile for now. How is she going to take my case?” She wondered. “That’s why I said I was only going to tell you when she is available. She will be landing sometime this week.” Blake explained. Chloe thought for a while before pointing out her concern: “Just in case Dawson still has no idea who is helping me out, wouldn’t that be selling yourself out?” “I thought so too. That’s why your first meeting with Aunt is going to be a little dramatic.” He smirked, leaving Chloe curious. “How so?” She asked curiously as the car came to a slow halt. “We are here.” Zane announced, and their minds quickly shifted from their conversation back to the worry for Ruby. As

“Dad’s old workspace.” Damien announced it proudly. “Wait, could it possibly be that place you always talk about finding?” Bryce asked curiously. Damien grinned from ear to ear as he replied, “Yeah. I remember that place clearly, even though I was clearly very young at the time. It’s just as I remembered. Wooden, secluded, and cozy.” “Have you already seen it?” Bryce asked again. “Yeah. But I haven’t gone inside it.” Damien replied. “Do you wanna go with me?” He asked thoughtfully. “Sure! Definitely!” Bryce exclaimed in excitement. “But…how did you find it?” He asked. Damien folded his hands and he began to pace the room as he explained, “You know, it wasn’t easy at all. But I always knew my mom had something to hide about this city but I recently found the picture at the back of an old picture of my parents. I decided to find the location and voila...there it was looking old and well hidden from the public eyes.” “I wonder why it wasn’t figured out for so many years.” Bryce sa