Harris waited for the door to shut before turning around. As much as he felt Liam's pain, he could not go soft on him. It would be to his own detriment. He still remember how he had picked him off the streets a little over a year ago. Liam was not originally poor. His millionaire patents had died in a car crash leaving him in the care of his uncle. His uncle had been behind the death of his parents and was now after his own life too so he fled. Not long after, he was proclaimed dead, killed by some 'unnamed illness'. With him out of the picture, his uncle and his family had taken over his father's business. He even sent some men to go after him to finish him completely. This was when Harris met him. He had been running from an attacker and Harris had dragged him into his own car. The attacker had sped past then Harris had stepped out to confront him. It had turned into a fist fight and in a blind rage, Harris punched his head in till the attackers head was nothing but a mangled mass

Present DayLiam?"Liam!" Harris got on his feet, walked round the table and towards the figure on the floor. It had been 20 years since he last saw this person. Liam rose from the floor and lifted off the cloth covering the lower part of his face. He was smiling."Master! It is great to see you. It's an honour!" Harris looked at the man standing before him. It had been 20 years and he didn't look any different except for the hard lines around his eyes and mouth. His features looked hard, sharper in a way that only the passing years could have caused. His hair remained a shiny jet black. It always looked like it had too much oil and he had grown a moustache. Harris could also see that he had become broader, more built. Heck! He was a completely different person from the young 20 year old man he saw on that day."Liam. Come here!" He said opening up his arms. Liam didn't need the invitation, he leapt into his arms almost shedding tears causing the Chairman to pat his back fondly."Senp

"I find that rather hard to believe. How will he say he misses me? Does he know the hurt and trauma he put me through? Does he know he has a child? Did you tell him?"At Aiden's nod, she started to cry. "So where is he now? Why isn't he here? He says he loves and misses me. Then to mess with my head he reaches out to me. But now he didn't come with you? How am I supposed to believe someone who can not show what his true intentions are. I was all alone all those years. Thinking I had a bad spell cause nothing worked. If only I had known. He could have told me. I would have gone with him regardless.Her sobs were making her words incomprehensible.Aiden hesitantly gathered her in his arms. He wanted to comfort her while at the same time make her see reasons why it had to be this way."It is safer this way. Him being far away would still keep the image that he is dead. If he miraculously resurrects while the spy is still on the loose, it will raise questions and you and Victoria will be