“No, it’s Elma, my housekeeper. Her grandson’s gone missing at the hospital.”

A child went missing!

Rosalynn’s face grew serious as she tried to reassure Tilda. “Don’t worry, we’ll find him. Everything’s going to be fine.”

Tilda just nodded, staring out the window, her fingers clenched around her bag strap.

In the company…

Wilton found himself swimming in a sea of troubles, his connection with Tilda, growing more distant by the day.

Once a vision of adorableness with her big doe eyes, Tilda used to await his return from business trips, hungering for a hug.

when she sweetly called him “Daddy” in her soft, tender voice

did the tides

everything because of how busy he

out, and only then did Wilton realize the chasm that had formed between

off his thoughts, Wilton returned a call to

The script alteration wasn’t solely her decision. Maybe Ivy should take a

between Tilda and Ivy had reached a boiling

his younger daughter would leave the

the other end, Renata had the phone on speaker, and Ivy overheard Wilton’s words, promptly seizing the phone, her agitation

quit? Dad, it’s Tilda aiming at me! You should be telling her to leave

Tilda got hired for her scriptwriting chops. I can’t just require

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