Kraig arrived with the officers, it was a two-way path, they needed to divide themselves so they could get to the bottom of this... They were here and it was best they did what they came here for so they could find Wynn, He didn’t have all the time to waste. “What are you doing here” Kraig asked Wesley. He was here, he didn’t want him to be here but he wanted to find out who told him they were here and why he was pretending to be involved with what was happening here. “The same Reason you are here, Kraig,” He said looking at me like he couldn’t wait for me to get out of the road. “Will you move?”Wesley asked. “No, You have to go,” Kraig said fuming. He couldn’t be here, he hated Wesley guts and the fact that he wasn’t a good person, they had never been friends and they won’t be friends, he was very sure of that “Please go away, I don’t want to cause a scene” Wesley was moving closer to Kraig and he shoved him away. Wesley was walking towards the officer and there was nothing K

The sunlight poured into the room. It was warm against the skin, the perfect morning sun. Its only flaw was that the light was a little blinding, so when Kraig stirred in his sleep and turned his head to face the window, his features were decorated and blessed with the alluring light from the sun, making his beauty more captivating than it already was. Making him flutter his eyes open. He was immediately almost blinded by how bright the sun was shining. He removed his face from that direction and buried it in his bed as he tried to recover from the abruptness and also adjust his eyes to fit the brightness of the sunlight. When he figured he had had enough resting, he turned his head to the side that was adjacent to the window. He was immediately struck by lightning when he saw who it was that laid beside him. Blonde hair, fair white skin, long eyelashes, and a small frame. Kraig jumped from the bed, but his bare body was immediately slapped by the morning wind. He felt the breeze

During the shopping spree, Kraig couldn't focus on what she was picking, on their conversation, on anything entirely. He was mainly focused on the realization that just dawned on him regarding his feelings for her. He had always known that she had a special place in his heart; he thought that there was just pure friendship, worry, affection, and platonic love. But, this sudden realization frightened him. He was not the man that she needed; he was not the man that could offer her anything. These would be her thoughts, these would be her reasons for not even thinking, of not even entertaining the idea that they could be together because to her, Kraig was just a worthless driver with no real income. She needed someone to help her company, someone to provide her family with wealth, someone who would be able to rescue her family, and although he was capable of doing that, it was just that he wasn't really out to the public as the real heir; to them, he was just a driver, and he even does

Kraig glanced at his phone but there was still no report from Kyle. He haven't reported back about the building he is to find temporary for the orphans. He needed to call Kyle. When he spotted Wynn in the crowd, he waved at her to help him take Zury to the children. "Wynn, please help Madam Zury. She needs to be with the children for now. I'll be back soon." Without waiting for a response, Kraig hurriedly walked away from the garden. He looked around for a quiet spot so he could call Kyle. Kraig quickly dialed Kyle's number, a sense of urgency pushing him as he waited for his friend to answer. Finally, Kyle's voice came through the phone, "Kyle, what's taking you so long?" Kraig wasted no time and got straight to the point. "Kyle, did you find another place for the orphans?" Kyle's voice was laced with relief. "Yes, I did. It's not too far from here. But how are you planning to bring all those kids there without them suspecting a thing?" Kraig leaned against a tree, his min

Kraig's anger simmered beneath the surface, but for now, he focused on getting Madam Zury out of this place. As they made their way out of the room and into the garden, a sense of relief washed over them. The remaining children were gathered with Howie and Wynn, along with one of the more caring nurses who had always looked out for the kids. Madam Zury's gaze shifted to the children, and she paused in her steps. Her heart ached at the sight of the young faces, their eyes filled with confusion and concern. She turned to Kraig, her voice wavering with worry, "Kraig, my dear, I can't leave them behind. How will we survive, and where would we they go?" Kraig gazed at the children, realizing that there were about 14 of them, ranging in age from 6 to 10. He gently placed a hand on Madam Zury's shoulder and assured her, "I'll find a way, Madam Zury. You all won't be stranded. But for now, let's focus on getting you to a hospital." Madam Zury let out a soft, melancholic laugh. "Oh, K