The address led them out of the busy side to the deserted side of the city. Hours later, they arrived in front of a weather-beaten, grey-painted bungalow with an overgrown lawn. And with the presence of crows that hovered over the dying building, the shack looked like a haunted place as the two men approached."Park over there," Andrew let out as he pointed at a space in between two black-painted trucks. "I have a bad feeling over this," Henry announced. He hopped down the car and stared at the wooden door in their front. Just like the building, the door had seen better days. What now remained was its gory state. "Why did Jackson rent a place like this?" Andrew asked, feeling guilty as it crossed his mind that he may be the reason for his decision. "To think his sons were here with him inside these shacks! That's so unwise of him, " Henry said. Andrew nodded in agreement. He pushed the door and the creaking sound sent shivers down his throat. He suddenly felt a hand on

Lonely and sad, Andrew devoted his time to work, and to his project. With some money given to him by some of his family and the little money remaining in his account, he was able to build the first section of one hundred bungalows. The project will be commissioned in two days. Because of the infamous surrounding the royal forest, having buildings inside the forbidden forest generated enough publicity that soon attracted the attention of developers and investors. Dressed in a blue suit and pants, Andrew was seen accompanied by his assistant as they strolled among hundreds of busy construction workers. "Which among the companies did you suggest we work with?" Andrew asked the delighted-looking lady beside him. She was dressed in a body-hugging gown and high-heeled shoes, and all the male eyes gawked at her protruding buttocks as she stepped beside her boss. After being promoted from the position of security to a secretary, the timid and pale-looking lady suddenly changed to a s

"Why did your dad lie that I was dead?" Andrea asked after the usual greeting. "To stop me from looking for you. Why don't you call or ask for me?" Andrew asked back. He found it difficult to believe his hearing when he heard her voice. And it was when he saw her and held her in a tight embrace that he finally admitted that she was not dead but alive. "He warned me never to contact you," Andrea answered back. "He threatened to get me arrested if I'm seen around you. I have no choice but to keep my distance." Andrew smacked his lips and grunted out loud. His father has some explanation to make for his lies. And Andrew can't wait to meet him and demand for this. The two couples looked into each other's eyes, with fingers interlocked and rapid breathing as they clung to each other. *I am sorry, Andrew. I'm sorry for all the hurt and shame that I have caused you. I did it out of weakness and foolishness and I wish you can forgive me and let's start afresh." "I would l

"Stop it and let me go." "Hmm… I love you, Andrew." "Snap out of it, girl. What has come over you? You're drunk, aren't you?" "Yeah. I'm drunk with your love. Please don't push me away." Of course, she is drunk. The nasty smell from her mouth made him gasp for fresh air as he pushed her away from his body. "You told me you are coming from your younger sister's memorial service. How come you are as drunk as a fish?" "My sister's memorial service?" she asked back, rolled her eyes, sighed and lolled on the car seat." "You have taken more liquor than your stomach can contain. Should I drive you to your house?" Andrew paused his speech when the lady before him snored softly. "Oh, no. You can't fall asleep now!" Having no alternative. Andrew decided to take her to the presidential hotel until she became sober. He drove into the hotel gate, parked at the parking lot, and then stepped out of his car, looking as confused as a battered cat. He brought out his phone, di

Andrew's decision was the most absurd of all. He has spent the last few hours in deep thought, and at last, he realizes his best judgment is to tackle the blackmailing with bravery and not cower out of sight. "I would like to have a press conference in my lodge. Make the arrangement from that side and fly down here, " he muttered over the phone. "Okay, boss. I will be there in two hours… Hope you are good. You sound worried.""I'm in a deep shit. Andrew muttered and disconnected the call. He planned to come down here with Mirinda, but he was angry with her when she failed to remind him of his plan to punish the foreman who insulted him during his visit to his site. It was not her forgetfulness that got Andrew mad but her excuse. "I don't see him doing anything wrong, Sir. He is a company worker and is not obliged to attend to you. Don't you think you are just being snobbish by trying to punish him?"Though she was right, her words pricked Andrew's mind and made him unreason