Chapter 94

Ayleen’s heart raced as she pulled up outside her modest home. The sight of three elite cars parked outside, flanked by guards, sent a wave of confusion rippling through her. The polished vehicles and stern-faced men in suits stood in stark contrast to the familiar simplicity of the neighborhood she had settled in.

“What’s going on?” she murmured to herself, stepping out of her car and clutching her bag tightly.

She pushed the gate open and entered the house, the usual calm replaced by a buzz of activity. From the kitchen, she could hear her sisters racing to make every possible cuisine, while pots and pans clanged against each other. Before she could utter a word, her mother appeared in the doorway, her expression showcased an excitement that immediately put Ayleen on edge.

“Ayleen, you’re here! Good, come with me,” her mother said hurriedly, grabbing her arm and pulling her toward her bedroom.

“Ammi, what is going on? What’s going on outside?” Ayleen asked,