"I suggest you go and meet her, she sounds autocratic, and I would hate to be on her bad side," Jackson muttered, and his speech seemed to pull Andrew out of his reverie. "I hate the way she is trying to order me around," Andrew answered back, standing up and pacing to and fro in the well-adorned executive lodge. "You don't have a choice, at least you ought to know why she called for you." Andrew nodded his head, peeked at his Thuraya satellite phone for a while, and then hurriedly punched some numbers on it. "Who are you calling?" Andrew ignored Jackson's peering eyes as the line rang at the other side, and then released the breath he wasn't aware of holding when a voice muttered. "You finally decided to call me since I gave you a phone... How are you, Andrew Elizabethans?" "I am good, sir. Isabella called and demanded my presence. May I know the reason why?" "All your sisters had been eager to meet you since I informed them about you. I think she just wants to see what you l

Joel picked up the Da-Vinci painting from the shopping cart, folded it and was about to hand it to Bush when Andrew stepped in his front, shook his head sideways and let out, "I have already bought this painting. Tell your customer to pick another artefact." "You must be a stranger at this side of the city," Bush shouted out in anger, pointed at Andrew and yelled louder, "You will be sorry for being at loggerhead with me." "Who are you?" Jackson stepped in front of Andrew and walked toward Bush. His tall and huge size made Bush cower back with fear. "Mr Bush is engaged to the Elizabethan family. As you are aware they are the most powerful family around here, being in his bad record will not augur well for us," the sales manager whispered to Andrew's right ear. He then bowed at Bush and mumbled, "They don't know you, but I do. Be patient and let me handle this." "Patient my foot. Tell these two strangers that I am related to the royal family by marriage, and annoying me will not end

Since Andrew and Jackson's wrists were handcuffed, nothing they could do, but complain as they were driven into the front of a big, blue gate, then into Orange County police station, and then marched into a blue-painted building. Two officers saluted Rollings and mumbled, "Welcome, boss." "What happened during my absence?" Rolling asked. "Nothing, boss. We were just sitting and chatting since you left," one of the officers answered back. Rollings nodded his head and smiled with satisfaction, pointed at Andrew and Jackson and announced, "These two were arrested for possession of the royal emblem. Call Mr Elizabethan and find out if they lost any property." "Okay, boss," the officer answered back, gawked at the two accused and announced, they looked like criminals." "You won't believe they were driving a Bentley when we arrested them." One of the officers that arrested Andrew let out. "Where is their car?" "Parked where they were arrested. We will drive it down here and conduc

Three ladies with white aprons over their blue uniforms arrived with trays filled with meals, and they placed them on the dining table, set some plates in front of the five people and began to dish the meal onto their plates. As for Jackson who had never eaten with a rich man before, his eyes gawked at the grain, mutton, vegetables, fruit, fish, bread and wines in his front. "I hope you are enjoying the meal?" Miranda peered at her brother and asked. "Yeah," Andrew answered back as he took another bite of the mutton, he nodded with satisfaction, chewed the meat in his mouth and let out, "The mutton is soft and succulent. And the bread is soft and sweet." "Andrew is right, " Jackson who had been looking for the opportunity to compliment the proficiency of the culinarian announced with a satisfying grin. Mr Elizabethan smiled as he picked a strawberry, peeked at it, took a bite and muttered, "I am very happy that all my families were here with me... I wish your mother was here, s

Andrew woke before the cock crow the following morning. After tossing on the bed for a while, he stood up and dragged his feet towards the window, drew the curtain and then peered as the sun rose over the artificial lake far off. In comparison, the Elizabethan villa made the O'Connor villa look like a kitchen, and the beauty of his home impelled him to stand in awe.After some moment at the window side, Andrew sighed and went into the bathroom, and the cold water seemed to rejuvenate his vigour. To satisfy his younger sister, Andrew put on a blue suit, golden chain, leather wristwatch, and matching golden shoes. And he looked royally as he stepped out of his section of the villa, into the long corridor, and banged on his sister's door. "Hello, Miranda. This is Andrew, open the door. The door was opened, and Miranda's head poked out of the curtain. "Good morning, Andrew. Hope you slept well," Miranda let out as she jerked the door open, gaped at her brother, nodded with contentme