Facing Zachary, Camryn probingly said hello, “Is that Mr. York?” There was a glimmer in Zachary’s dark eyes. The girl could determine the person by their footsteps. “Ms. Camryn.” Zachary greeted back in a low voice, “Are you here to deliver flowers to Callum, Ms. Camryn?” Camryn nodded with a smile. “Mr. Callum ordered a bouquet from my shop. He asked me to make the delivery right now.” Zachary asked, “Did you come here on your own?” “Yes.” Zachary believed Callum was on his way to his own undoing. He knew Camryn could not see, and yet he expected Camryn to deliver the flowers all by herself. Nevertheless, Zachary said nothing. This was Callum’s business. Zachary could stay out of it and observe from the sidelines. “Do you need help to get upstairs?” “Thank you, Mr. Zachary. That won’t be necessary.” She remembered the route as she had been here twice. Camryn could get to Callum’s office without guidance. Without another word, Zachary went ahead into the offic
“No.”Camryn faintly added. “I’m never included in whatever discussion they have.” She picked up her cane. Her cane had been lying in her mother’s bedroom since the latter kicked it away the other night. The following day, the maid returned the cane to Camryn. Camryn was told that the cane was found in front of her mother’s bedroom door. She assumed that her mother had thrown her cane out. Camryn handed the cane to Callum. Thinking Camryn was going to hit him on the head with the cane, Callum reached out to grab the cane. However, Camryn loosened her grip. It then hit Callum. She was trying to pass the cane to him. “The inside of my cane is hollow. A voice recorder is hidden inside,” said Camryn in an unfluctuating tone. Callum’s dark eyes sparkled as his opinion of her began to change. He stopped the teasing. He held the cane high for a look and flicked on the wood. He managed to pry open a hollow spot and shake it to deliver a voice recorder from inside. “The v
Mr. and Mrs. Newman wanted to wipe Camryn off the face of the earth because she was suspicious about her father’s death. Camryn was a nobody in the Newmans’ residence anyway. No one would bother investigating her cause of death even if Camryn had a terminal illness. Camryn would have died in her mother’s hands ten years ago if her aunt did not drop in for a visit and taken Camryn to the hospital. Of course, Callum and Camryn heard about Mr. and Mrs. Newman’s talks about getting Callum to marry Camryn. Callum watched as Camryn sat in silence. Camryn clasped her hands together without a word for a long time. Although she had suspected her father’s death had to do with Mr. and Mrs. Newman, it was all speculation she made in her head as there was no proof. Now that she got it from the horses’ mouths, her mind was blank, and her limbs felt cold. Camryn could not wrap her head around why her father’s wife and brother would want him dead. Had the affair between Mr. and Mrs. Newm
Callum looked into Camryn’s eyes for a while before uttering, “Serenity is right. You should get your eyes fixed first if you want to collect evidence. I’ll keep the voice recorder safe for you here so it doesn’t fall into their hands. It’ll only put you in danger.” “Thank you, Mr. Callum.” Camryn never thought about asking for the voice recorder back. As Callum put it, Camryn might lose her life over the voice recorder. “I’m going to play along if they plan on using me to save that sister of yours. Do you have a problem with that?” Camryn looked confused. “What do you mean by ‘play along’?” “Your stepfather wants me to marry you. They must think I’m not for it and will use it as leverage to get your sister out of jail. Well, they have another thing coming.” Callum was a proud member of the York family. He was not one to be messed with. Mr. and Mrs. Newman must be desperate to try anything. They adored Carrie so much. “What do you think about me marrying you?” “
Hank’s mental state was heading in an unhealthy direction as things got better for Liberty in life. He could not help but make Liberty jump through hoops. For example, Hank could buy a mini suit for their son, but with Jessica egging him on, Hank believed Liberty was deliberately driving a wedge between him and his son. Liberty refused to let him see his son. Hence, Hank insisted on taking Sonny to try out clothes. He made a huge fuss the moment Liberty disagreed with him. “Where’s Sonny? Where did you hide him?” Hank looked around the breakfast diner, but his son was nowhere to be found. “Did you hide Sonny at Serenity’s place?” That was not right. Serenity’s bookshop was closed for two days. He had been to the bookshop. “Sonny is in a class. He’ll be back soon.”Liberty faintly added, “I’m not stopping you from meeting with Sonny, Hank. If you really want to take Sonny along, then fine. I’m almost done anyway. I’ll go with you when Sonny is finished with his clas
“Mom.”Sonny came running in his gym uniform. “Sonny, you’re back.” With a smile, Liberty went up and picked her son up. “How was it? Do you feel tired? Did you cry?” Sonny shook his head. “I didn’t cry, but I do feel tired.” “Oh, you’re tired. Let me kiss your tiredness away. You must stick to the classes.” Liberty was concerned that her son could not keep up with the workout. She gave her son a kiss and reminded him to hang on so as not to disappoint Zachary after all he did for Sonny. Sonny was exhausted and tempted to quit, but his uncle’s words were imprinted in his mind. By taking up the art of self-defense, he no longer had to be afraid of bad guys. He could also protect his mother. He wanted to be the manly man and shield his mom from all harm. Sonny gave a firm nod. “I will stick to the class, Mom.” Jim entered the diner too. “Ms. Hunt.” He said hello to Liberty. “Thank you, Jim.” Jim smiled. “Don’t mention it, Ms. Hunt.” It was his duty to drop of
“It’s up to you whether you want to do it. Don’t be scared to speak your mind if you don’t want to.” Liberty did not want to force her son. She respected his choices. Tilting his head, Sonny looked at his dad and contemplated for a while before asking, “Is my mom going?” “Yes. Didn’t I give your mom an invitation the last time?” “Oh.” Sonny bobbed his head. “Okay, Dad. I’ll do it.” Hank smiled. He knew his son was close to him and would be happy to be his flower boy. “Should we go pick an outfit then?” Sonny turned to his mother once more. Hank had to tell Liberty, “We should hurry if you want to come along.” Paying Hank no mind, Liberty turned off the electricity and checked if the stove was off. With all that confirmed, she let the two workers knock off and said to Jim, “Jim, you can return. I’m going with Sonny to pick out a suit for him.” Sonny had his lesson in the morning. The class in the afternoon was not necessary. He was young, so William did not want t
Hank regretted it. In fact, the regret sank in a long time ago. He realized life was not as good as he thought since he went public about his relationship with Jessica. He was disappointed with his decision. This was especially when his family nitpicked and fought with Jessica endlessly. It was annoying. He was having more than second thoughts. It was all the same, going from a lover to a wife. Had he been nice to Liberty, gotten her on a weight loss program, and given her time to dress up, his wife would not have lost to his lover… “Why are you staring into blank space, babe?” With Hank’s eyes on Liberty, Jessica nudged him and brought him back to earth. “I’m fine.” Hank had no guts to admit he was dwelling in the past and regretted his choices as Jessica would jump down his throat. He had his pride. He did not want a public fallout. It would only let Liberty see him as a complete joke. Hank drew close and carried his son out of the car. Once Liberty got out, h