Achiel was very worried. Mira didn't know a lot of things. Mira was naturally a scared person. She doesn't like being put on a spot. All her life, she was exposed to mockery, and her mind had become so feeble that she would fold under the slightest pressure. What would she say? How would she help herself from this situation?Achiel began to regret why he didn't help her understand some of these situations. Though the truth was that he also had no idea that the meeting was about them. If he had known, perhaps he would have thought of a sort of way out for the both of them. But this had caught them out of the blue. It was scary and concerning. The last thing he wanted was getting kicked out of this family. He still had a long way to go. He still had a lot of scores to settle. He had a lot of things to achieve, too. His mind became buggled. It felt like there was a chaos of information trampling upon one another in his head. At one point, it felt like his head would explode any momen

They remained hugging for another couple of seconds as though they would not let each other go. Things got weirder for the children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. Then, slowly, Mr Owen pulled away from Grandmother, who still wanted to keep holding unto him. "It can't be." Mr Owen muttered as he took another closer gaze at Grandmother. At this point, it was obvious that he was in realisation of a certain fact. "It can't be you, is it?" Mr Owen's face was struggling to keep a certain emotion, ranging from a smile to a confused counterpart. "It's me, Leonard. It's me." Grandmother said excitedly like a teenage girl who had just met her celebrity crush. There was a drop of saline liquid trailing off her left eye. "Oh my God, Lauren. It's you. It's you, Lauren!" Mr Owen said excitedly, hugging her again. One after the other, the spectators could not remain standing. One after the other, they started to sit back down. This made absolutely no sense to them. At this point, mos

When the door of the hall was pushed open again, all eyes went in the direction. "Stay cool." Achiel muttered, hardly looking at Mr Owen. Achiel understood that everyone would have a question each about what the hell had just happened. He had randomly pulled this man away in the rudest and most random way!From the point of view of the people, Achiel was a nobody and had just insulted a significant and great figure. Has his thoughtless action caused the family a great connection with the Ouclux empire?Everyone couldn't help but wonder. Achiel, on the other hand, didn't have a problem with the other members of the family. He couldn't possibly answer all their questions. So, he had his attention invested in the only person whose questions he had all the answers for. "You don't have to say anything at all. Just keep a warm smile on your face as though nothing happened." Achiel whispered at the man who was walking very close to him. "And do I also need to stress that you have to pla

Everyone gasped as Jones's fist made contact. But when they realised that it wasn't what they thought, they got drawn to the situation more curiously. Jones's fist had made contact with Achiel's left palm. Achiel's palm was hovering over his face to stop the punch of Jones. Jones couldn't really tell how that was possible. Jones had been taking boxing classes for the last six months. He knew how to take his opponent by surprise, and he had never missed his target. But not this time. When he had thought that he would at least hit Achiel just once in the face, somehow, this bastard has stopped the punch! How?!Achiel looked really unbothered as he pushed the fist of Jones down. Mira, who had flinched at the try, sighed in relief that her boyfriend was not hurt. "More disappointing." Achiel muttered, sighing in exhaustion. "Isn't Auroville supposed to be a civilised family?! I had no idea that the family members trade punches in the family hall." Achiel took another pause. "Well, I

"Who's that? Miss Zoe?" Felix asked, trying to close the pace which had been created when Jones walked away from him. Jones couldn't pay attention to Felix. He hadn't prepared himself properly before he answered the call. Out of excitement and fear of keeping her call waiting, he had answered the call immediately. But that had been at the expense of a constructive and thoughtful opening remark. "Sorry, I was running over the words. Good morning, Miss Zoe." Jones finally got a grip. He listened over the speaker for a moment. "Oh wow. Right now?!" Jones's face suddenly became serious and concerned. There was a shade of worry lurking in his face. "Okay, Miss Zoe." Jones said firmly then dropped the call. Jones looked quite troubled as soon as he dropped the call. His reaction and facial expression were of utmost concerns to Felix, who was now standing before him. "What is the matter? Did you just finish talking to Miss Zoe? What did she say? Did anything happen?" Felix bombarded h