Shadows Of A Forgotten Spring

Chapter 23 Marina was

lurking in the shadows. Marina eyes were set on Emma and Brandon as their friendship grew week after week. With each passing day, she was growing more aggressive. She couldn't get rid of that feeling in her heart that Emma has secrets. Something that might destroy her. Anxiety gnawed at Marina's insides like a hungry beast. She needed to uncover Emma's secret before it was too late.

Finally, the much awaited call came in the evening as she was getting herself ready to call it a day. Her heart beat raised and she held her breath in anticipation, she picked up the phone.

"Veronica Moore, I know who she really is a voice said at the other end, urgent. You were right. She's got skeletons in her cupboard."

A mischievous sinile danced on Marina's face as thrill poured in her body. "Send me all the files. I want to go through them myself." She replied. Her voice barely containing her eagerness. As she hung up. She murmured to herself. "Finally. It's time to reveal who Veronica Moore is to everyone."

With renewed energy. She dashed back to her office. Her mind racing with the implications of the revelation. She

envisioned how the truth would shatter Emma's carefully constructed ruse. The files arrived quickly, Marina tore them open. Her fingers trembling with anticipation. But as Marina sifted through the documents. Her heart sank. Disappointment flooding her senses. She had expected to find dirt on Emma. Perhaps evidence of a desperate woman who had gone through plastic surgeries to imitate her late cousin. Diana Walker. Instead. She learned that Veronica wasn't just a nobody. She was Mrs. Emma Black The ex wife of Mr. Alexander Black. An unfortunate woman who had fallen from grace just a few months prior.

Marina's mind raced. This wasn't the revelation she had anticipated. Marina could not let her aunt find out about this. It would complicate everything. Panic coursed through her as she realized she needed a new plan. Something cunning enough to convince her aunt to send Emma away without a second thought..

Fury bubbled within Marina. In a fit of rage, Marina tore the papers into shreds. Each rip echoing her frustration. She had waited for nothing. Wasting precious time and energy on a lead that had turned out to be a dead end.

Growling in anger. She stormed out of her office.

She was determined to regain her composure. She zoomed to a nearby bar. Seeking solace in the dimly lit atmosphere and the promise of a stiff drink. As she settled into a corner booth. She ordered her drink and took a deep breath. Attempting to calm the storm within her, She needed to think clearly to devise a plan that would ensure Emma's departure. She wouldn't stop until she succeeded.

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than a year after the divorce. After everything with Mrs. Black. It could create a scandal" Kevin cautioned. Desperation creeping into his voice. "The Black family won't take kindly

that followed was heavy with unspoken tension as Alexander strode toward his car. The engine roared to life and he zoomed away toward the courthouse where their wedding would take

Saying she wanted to prepare. While

in front of the courthouse, He took a moment to adjust his tie. Glancing in the mirror to ensure his reflection projected confidence. Despite the uneasiness roiling within. The wedding wasn't just a formality. It was a statement.

choice.

steady himself. Alexander stepped out of the car. Determinations fueling his steps as he headed Chapter

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the courthouse where his future wife

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ahead. With each stride, he could feel the weight of the moment bearing down

head. Her face lighting up with a radiant smile that momentarily distracted him from his doubts. She looked breathtaking in her wedding attire. Innocence radiating from her as she

her voice ringing with excitement. "You made

course." He replied, forcing a smile despite the unease

as Alexander prepared to step further into the room, his phone

name flashing on the screen. Without a moment's hesitation. He answered. "Brother!

waving enthusiastically. But all he could focus on was the thought of his mother lying there. Unconscious. He

"My mother is unconscious and is on her way to the hospital. I have to