Night of Destiny

“Good begets good. You’re bad to the bone. Even if you were in my place, you’d still end up on that side of the cell anyway,” retorted Shirley coldly. Imogen had finally shed her mask. Shirley thought Imogen would at least feel guilty, but she had overestimated this woman. She’s clearly beyond salvation. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

“Of course, you can say that. Do you think you’re some sort of saint? You told me you had no feelings for Zacharias, but you still made him yours anyway. I thought you’d never try to make a move on the man I like. You betrayed me first!” Imogen sneered.

Shirley said calmly, “That was just your ploy to keep me out of the race. You managed to make me feel a little bit guilty, but I’m glad I didn’t refuse him because of your tricks. From now on, Zacharias is mine.”

Imogen’s face contorted with rage. She held the bars, snarling, “You’re not worthy of him!”

Shirley smiled. “Well, it’s not your place to comment. You will pay for your actions.”

Imogen finally realized she had to be punished for her crimes, but she sneered. “Do you think I’m just going to give up? I never give up, no matter what. As long as I’m alive, we’ll meet again, Shirley. I’ll hound you like a vengeful ghost.”

Imogen hated Shirley for exposing her; she hated Shirley for what she did to her.

“Do you think you’re going to an ordinary prison? Still thinking of tasting freedom, eh?” Shirley added coldly, “Treason either ends with a death sentence or a lifetime in prison. We’ll never meet again.”

Shirley was about to leave, and Imogen finally felt terror. She extended her hand, pleading, “Wait, Shirley. Can you get me a reduced sentence? I don’t want to stay in prison my whole life.”

Shirley left without looking back. She’d rather show mercy to anyone but Imogen.

Imogen held the steel bars, slowly sliding to the ground in despair. She closed her eyes, tears of fury and dismay streaming down her cheeks. She’d been trying to make a good life for herself, but all her efforts were ruined because of one little idea. She regretted doing this. If she hadn’t asked anyone to kidnap Shirley, she wouldn’t have noticed her schemes. Alas, there was no turning back time, and she had to pay for her actions.

When Shirley came out, Roy approached her. “We can leave now, Miss Lloyd. Imogen has to stay back for further investigation, and we’re not extraditing her.”

Shirley nodded. She wouldn’t care about Imogen’s case anymore. When she returned to the suite, Zacharias stood up and approached her.

He held her hand. “We have three days of vacation before we go home. Will you spend some quality time with me?”

Shirley nodded. “Of course.” All she wanted to do was hold on tight to the people she loved and never let go.

“I’ll pack some clothes, then. We’re leaving in half an hour,” said Zacharias. He then leaned down for a kiss. “Don’t think about anything else when you’re with me.”

Shirley smiled and nodded. “I won’t think about anything else but you.”

Zacharias ruffled her hair. She’s grown a lot after this trip, and she’s more direct about her feelings for me.

Half an hour later, under the escort of Flor’s police cars, Zacharias and Shirley were led to a resort reserved for them.

Away from the bustle of the city, the roses in the resort bloomed like fairies. When Shirley got out of the car, she thought she had landed in a fairy-tale kingdom. “It’s gorgeous.” Shirley sighed. The air was filled with the scent of roses.