Maxwell's Nightmare Happens."Hello... Matty" Maxwell voice echoes on the other end of the telephone which Betty held tight to her left ear.She was the chief maid of the Wilson's mansion and had the right to take up any call that comes into the home line."Hello.. Sir, I am Matty, please leave your message" Matty said maintaining a cool and professional vocal sound even though she was surprised about how the caller knew her name."It's me, Maxwell... The guest in the..." He tried to explain but Matty cut in immediately."Oh.. Please forgive my manners," Matty apologized instantly not giving him a chance to speak further "What do you need sir?" She asked and Maxwell was sitting on the bed in his room let out a sign of relief.He was finally grateful that she asked him that question."Urhmm..." Maxwell stuttered "I just need someone to show me around the house..."He finally spoke up and Betty let out a little smile on the corner of her aging face."Alright sir... I'll be there in a min

The garden behind the building. Maxwell went to his room after taking the pack of chocolate from Matty.He dropped the chocolate on the table and sat down on the bed thinking of how to go about his plan.He changed up the wet clothes and went into the bathroom to have a cold evening bath.As he stood there in the shower, he kept wondering about how to present the chocolate to Amelia in her room."Chocolate will not feel like a present to girl of her status so he would not try to make it look like one" He thought aloud to himself. After some minutes, he was done dressing up and was ready to go see his bride.This was just the second day of his stay with the Wilson's and Mr Wilson already seem furious when he learnt that no progress has been made. He took the direction Matty had given earlier that day and he found himself behind a closed door which he believed was hers.He stood at the door for a few seconds, too scared to knock on it."She hates it when her privacy is intruded" Matt

Overstepped Boundaries.Maxwell followed Amelia into the building and held her door just before she was about to lock it from the inside."Amelia.. Please I need to speak to you, this is not what it seems like" Maxwell pleaded with the young lady who just stared at him looking rather terrified."What do you mean by it's not what it seems like?" Amelia questioned him"I mean, we can talk this over.... I can explain all of this" Maxwell replied in a tone that sounded very honest."I can't... Speak with you.." She stuttered and immediately try to force the door lock"Amelia....Amelia wait... My father's life is at stake here" Maxwell said raising his voice to prove that he was not joking"If you do not give me a chance to at least talk about this, he may die" He added.His right hand was holding the door strongly preventing her from closing it properly."What... What are you talking about? How I'm I connected to that?" Amelia asked letting go of the door.She walked away into her room an

The Therapist Is Dead."Hello... Mr Wilson"Lizzy greeted Wilson who had just appeared in the company of two hefty guys at her apartment unannounced."Hello Liz..." Wilson responded to her greetingHe walked over to the couch in the small living room and sat down, his eyes darting around every corner of the room.Lizzy was beginning to feel uncomfortable about his impromptu visit. The way the two guards stood on separate sides of the doorway sent a chill down her spine."What do I offer you..." Lizzy managed to say not wanting them to notice the tension within her."Anything... Water will do" Wilson answered cheerfully.The excitement he should made Lizzy more comfortable.She had not been to close to Wilson but in the little time she have worked as his daughter's therapist, she could tell that he was not the smiling type.She faked a smile and said "I'll be back" while walking into the small kitchen that was a left turn from the living room. She took out a glass the cabin that hung

His AdvocateRiya walked out of his room feeling a cluster of eerie feeling all over her body. It was already late into the night and as she walked into Amelia's room, she began to tip on her toe in the darkness not wanting to make a sound and wake Amelia up. She took off her slippers and laid on her side to the left end of the bed. This time, she didn't allow any thoughts into her mind as she was already feeling to weak and dizzy. In a short moment she slept off without saying her words of prayer as she usually does. Her mother back in Chinatown had always taught her how to prayer every morning and evening since she was a child. Maxwell was a bit nervous about what happened between them that night but he was able to cuddle himself tightly on bed until he finally fell asleep. He woke the next morning feeling a bit nostalgic and decided to do a little exercise around the house. He was able to find a suitable sport for his little morning workout. He walked out of the front door