Broderick Alessandro and and hundreds of soldiers arrived at the presidential villa of NorthHill. He was happy he made a victory over the country they were fighting with. His entire body was full of scars but all that matters less to him. He had missed Amy so much and couldn't wait to see her and his kids. Also, he regained his sight by the help of the oldest physician at the neighboring country. As soon as he stepped in, he noticed that the living room was messy. His mind immediately became troubled. He walked carefully inside and as soon as he opened the door that leads to Amy's room, he saw the bare back of a man whose shirt was on the floor. His trouser was on but he was trying to loosen the belt of his trouser. In anger, he kicked the man hard and the man fell brutally. Broderick would have thought that Amy was cheating on him but she was sound asleep and the entire room stench of alcohol. Broderick approached the man, grabbed his neck and slammed him repeatedly on the wa

Five years later, Debby was seated on a mat before her small house in an unpopulated city, she was busy checking the notebooks of her son. The cool air of the quiet city blew gently across her fresh skin. After confirming that her son had indeed finished his assignment as he had claimed, she decided to put the notebooks back inside his bag but she suddenly heard the heavy sound of a private jet approaching her. She was scared and worried about what was going on, she immediately stood and looked behind to be sure her son was not closer. Eventually, the jet landed a distance away from her and a man with two guards behind him began to walk towards her. Debby was nervous, she had never seen their faces before and she couldn't but wonder why they were approaching her. "Miss Debby Alessandro, right?" The man in the middle of the bodyguards asked with a bright smile. "Yes, can I know why you are here?" Debby asked. The man streched his right hand and the bodyguard by his right h

"I'll be there," the boss sand and hung the call up. The little boy was scared, he didn't know what these numerous guards would do to him. He hoped earnestly that his mommy would come quickly to save him. All of a sudden, the atmosphere changed into a very cold one eventhough the wheather was hot. The entire guards could feel a chill run down their spine as they saw the boss and his personal assistant walked towards them. They all bowed their head as the boss aproached them. It didn't take time for the boss to identify the little boy, he looked so cute that he forgot how ruthless he was. He wondered why this little one looked so much like him. He turned to his personal assistant who also had a surprising look on his face. The striking resemblance between the boss and the little one was so obvious. The boss dismissed everyone including the personal assistant and looked at the little boy blankly, "what's your name?" "Will you beat me?" The little one asked fearfully. He needed

On a Saturday morning after eating breakfast with Fred, Debby left home for work. In order to get enough to foot the debt that her father's company was, she had applied to work as a manager at one of the biggest restaurants in the country and luckily she was accepted. She has vast knowledge when it comes to cooking. She spent most of her days as a cook at the small city that she was with her kid before coming over here. She soon entered her car and drove off. As for Fred, she had already employed a maid who would look after him in her absense. As soon as Debby left the house, Fred, who had been waiting for her to leave all these while immediately walked swiftly to the maid's room. Eventhough the door to the maid's room wasn't locked, he knocked and called with his tiny and cute voice," Aunt Sarah!" Steps could be heard approaching the door after which the door opened. Sarah, the maid saw him and smiled," Fred, do you want me to do something for you?" "Yes." "Okay, tell me,"

Harry entered the Vernon's villa and was immediately welcomed by the butler. The averagely old butler immediately lead him to sit, "I'll go to inform Master that you here." He lowered his head and quickly walked away. Harry had received a call from his grandfather a few minutes ago telling him to come to his place. Actually, he also had something to tell his grandfather. About a few seconds later, an old man was lead in to the living room, he was supporting himself with a rod and looked very weak. After he had sat, Harry greeted him and asked," grandpa, how is your health?" "It would get better if you do the only thing I've been asking for," the man said and coughed, "Harry, it had been many years since your girlfriend died. For how long will you mourn her?" Harry hated for his grandfather to talk on this subject, this is why he always try to avoid coming to his place. "I found Broderick Alessandro's daughter," he immediately changed the subject to what he thinks was more impo