The drive to the Chairman's mansion was long and tiring. Chris unknowingly slept off on one of the men sitting beside his shoulder. He was woken up by the buzzing sound of a ringing phone."I'm sorry to disturb your slumber. The chairman wants to speak with you." The man sitting opposite him said as he handed over the phone to Chris.Chris cleared his throat and wiped the saliva that was at the corner of his mouth with the back of his palm. The man sitting beside him used a handkerchief to wipe the little sweat and saliva from Chris off his shoulder but Chris wasn't aware of his actions.The Chairman's voice resounded in his ears, everyone seated was silent and the car stopped moving. "My very own grandson, how's the ride?" Came the chairman's voice."It's a boring one but I'm good," Chris said, shifting his gaze to the window.His grandfather laughed over the phone. "I like you for your honesty. My men aren't the type to engage in conversations but rest assured they're good people."

The sun flickered through Chris's room, reminding him it was time to start another day. He shrugged his shoulders, yawning as he examined the room only to find a pile of clothes arranged on the chair beside the bed.Chris's eyes widened in awe, he remembered his discussion with Coldie the previous night and how he wanted a good set of casual clothes and there it was but how did they manage to get it overnight?He stood up and walked up to the chair, grabbed a shirt, and inhaled it to know if it had been used or not. Just then, he heard a knock on the door and gestured for the person to come in, still sniffing on the shirt.Coldie walked inside the room already prepared for the day, he caught up with Chris's act and furrowed his brows, pinching the space between his brows."Sir, rest assured, the clothes are all new and of great quality. They are pretty expensive so you'll need to pick the best out of it. There are plenty of clothes just for you in the mansion." Coldie informed."What

"Young master, this is your room," Coldie informed as he pushed the oak door open. They both went inside and Chris was welcomed by a large luxurious room that had a spacious king-sized bed sitting at the right corner, heavily guarded with curtains.Chris just couldn't get enough of the luxury he was seeing. He wondered the source of his grandfather's wealth and just a large company can't make him this rich. He walked up to the bed, opened the curtain, and sat on the cozy soft bed, he couldn't help but bounce on it as the softness of the bed was mesmerizing and couldn't be compared to the solid bed he slept in his father's house."Soft." He said. This was unlike any rooms he had seen before even the bedrooms in movies weren't as spacious as this. Everywhere in the mansion was heavily guarded even the bed making him curious but hid his curiosity himself."I know you're wondering why a bed would be guarded by curtains but it's just a style," Coldie said to him with a straight face, unbot

Twenty Eight Years Ago "James is a farmer," Grace said with a shaky voice.Her father's response wasn't surprising as she knew he'd yell at her. The man was confused at first, thinking his daughter was playing games with him like she always did but Grace assured him that she wasn't playing games with him this time and should take her words seriously since it's about her life and who she was going to be committed to."Pttf!" He scoffed. "Nonsense!" The man yelled, hitting his fist on the armrest."Father, this is about the person I want to get married to. James is a farmer but he's well-to-do. I'm sure you'll like him....""...shut the hell up, Grace." Her father injected in fury. "Can you hear yourself and the nonsense you're saying?"Grace heaved a sigh of frustration. Her father wasn't making things easy. She wanted to choose who she wanted to be with and not her father doing the reverse. Her sisters' relationship is all messed up because they don't understand the kind of suitors t

Twenty Eight Years AgoThe next day approached fast as Grace got ready to meet with the acclaimed foreigner that her father wanted her to get married to. She got dressed in a fancy blue dress that radiated and matched the color of her eyes and styled her hair perfectly. She was satisfied with her appearance and headed to where the visitors awaited.She stood in front of the large oak door and took some deep breaths before pushing it open, making her presence known to them.Her father had a warm smile on his face as he was seated on the swivel chair while the foreigner and his father sat opposite her father. The chairman gestured for her to come stand beside him as he introduced her to them."This is Grace, my last daughter." He said with a warm smile as Grace gave a curtsey to the duo."It's a pleasure to meet you sir and same goes for your son." She said, forcing a smile to look neutral and not spoil things for her father."The pleasure is all mine." Said a man with dark red hair as