Patricia Wilson
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The third point of view: Emerald was quick and accurate. None of the men stood a chance against him and Cecil finally saw the reason he was so cocky in the first place. He was a monster with guns. In just a matter of minutes, the scene was cleared. The strong metallic scent of blood assaulted Cecil's nostril and she felt like throwing up even though nothing came out. Her hands could not help but rub over her belly, hoping her child had not detected any of this. A child born in the throes of violence,…
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The third point of view: Aristotle argued that morality is something we learn. And that we are born as 'amoral' creatures. Our nature is inherently good. We are born with an ability to distinguish right from wrong. But we are not exempt from acting violently or selfishly. The good and bad debate is endless. We are not either good or bad, but both. Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn wrote that the mind is a constant battle?—?even if we don't notice it. Two wolves are fighting inside our minds to see which will…
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The third point of view: "It's about Fernandez's wealth," "What about Fernandez's wealth?" Cecil asked. "Don't you know?" Rita stared at her like she has grown two heads, "Fernandez left everything he has for your son, Pedro," Cecil was sincerely taken aback by her revelation. Although when he was alive, Fernandez had claimed he wanted her son so he could inherit his "great empire", but she never thought he was serious. Cecil had assumed he was trying to entice her with his riches into giving…
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The third point of view: "What does she want from you?" Emerald questioned her as soon as the call ended. The man was beside her when the call came in, hence it was natural he heard everything. "She just wants us to meet," Cecil told him, packing up everything. This was the end of their photoshoot and she couldn't wait to be outside. She needed a change of fresh air. He grabbed her waist and turned her to him, "You sincerely don't know?" his probing gaze searched her. "This is the first time…
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The third point of view: "By the way, why do you ask?" "Nothing," Emerald answered, quickly. His wife was worth more than his reputation. Moreover, if anyone dared to make fun of him, he would simply punch out their teeth, problem solved - his men knew better than to get on his nerves. "Let's begin," He couldn't wait for this to be over. "No, one more accessory," Cecil said and began to search through the drawers before coming up with a swan masquerade headband. The sassy fascinator was made…
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The third point of view: Cecil was stunned when someone closed the lid of her laptop. Her gaze trailed up to rest on Emerald, her soon-to-be husband. "Rest your eyes, you've been staring at the screen for over five hours," He said. No, that was an order. Cecil sighed. What could she do? Emerald stopped her from going to work with the claim that she shouldn't stress the baby. Now, all of her workloads were handed over to her assistant, and could only work from home for a limited time - he made sure…
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The third point of view: "You don't have to worry about a thing, the kids would be on their best behavior. Moreover, I'm sure their cousin Akim would do a good chat of watching over them and keeping them in line," Reina was in a video call with Emily and Cecil. For some reason, they couldn't connect to Camille as agreed. Perhaps, something came up "I think I'm going to have the kids measured and make their designs when they come over here. Cecil, you're pregnant right now and don't need to be…
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The third point of view: Anabelle wasn't having the time of her life at Nik's place at all. Everyone had gathered around for breakfast and she's going to say, it was the most awkward breakfast she had ever participated. Niklaus was at the table with them and the awkwardness skyrocketed to level hundred. She wondered what was going on in her uncle's mind, joining them for dinner - he probably wanted to monitor them. Annabelle wouldn't mind having breakfast with Julie in Isabella's room. Having…
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The third point of view: Camille told herself she didn't care, however when she got home,?she kept pacing up and down in agitation. She considered calling Eden, to tell him to let the man go - her father wasn't worth getting his hands dirtied with blood - but she couldn't. Not when she had been lying to him all this while. "God," Camille ran her hands through her root, clutching her hair. What was she going to do? What was the possibility she still had a marriage after this? Would Eden take her back…
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The third point of view: Who were the Spencers? A dysfunctional family of professionally trained criminals walking around in suits and dresses. A family where trust is won and betrayal is highly frowned upon. A family so united that one touching one of their own equals asking for bloodshed. With their beautiful and elegant exterior, the world sees them as perfect, but Camille knew those monsters were only human to the one precious to them. Beneath that glamour, they were ruthless, cold-blooded killers…
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