"I think we should just go back home." Alex Waynee said as he stared askance at the phone."Your whole family has been calling you, they must be very worried about your whereabouts." Alex Waynee's voice was barely above whispers, as he continued gazing at the phone.Turning around immediately, he gazed at Sandra Douglas and gave her the phone.Staring askance at Alex Waynee, she said,"Thanks, but I can't go back to that house…I mean how can my dad and mom be this ill-minded toward me?"Sandra Douglas asked, her eyes were ablaze as though they held an unquenchable fire within, burning with the intensity of a thousand suns. "I refuse to return to a place where my right to whom I wish to marry or spend the rest of my life is unminded, where my very essence is seen as a threat, especially by my Grandmother."Sandra said, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and hurt.She clutched the phone in her hand, the device a symbol of both connection and disconnection from her family. "I have t

Gazing at her outstretched hand, Alex Waynee would only wonder if the both of them had met somewhere before.The situation was intense as Alex Waynee continued staring at the young lady in a daze, trying to shake off the feeling of déjà vu that swept over him like a sudden gust of wind. Nicole's eyes held a glimmer of recognition, as if they shared a secret that danced on the edge of his memory."Nice to meet you, Nicole," Alex finally managed to say, his voice slightly faltering as he shook her hand, a rush of curiosity mingled with an odd sense of familiarity.Nicole's smile was warm, her gaze unwavering as she spoke, "You look familiar... Have we crossed paths before?"Alex's mind raced, searching for any trace of her in his memory, but the elusive connection remained just beyond his grasp. "I'm not sure, but something about you seems strangely familiar, maybe I have seen you in a dream or something." he said smiling gleefully, a hint of intrigue coloring his tone.The bus jolted

"Seems our friend Nicole was…" Eric Raymond's voice hitched as he looked around the private lounge to make sure no one was eavesdropping on their conversation.His eyes were laced with a mixture of surprise and anxiety.Staring askance at Eric Raymond, Alex Waynee said,"There is no one here, just tell me already, who is Nicole?" Alex Waynee said angrily, he hit his fist on the table. His impatience fueling a surge of frustration. "Eric, just tell me what you've found out about Nicole. I need answers now." His voice carried a mix of urgency and irritation, his eyes locked onto Eric's, demanding an immediate response.Eric Raymond took a deep breath, his expression grave. "Nicole...she's not who she seems to be, Lord Wayne. The information we've gathered suggests that might actually be on our side." Eric Raymond's voice was barely above whispers.Furrowing his eyebrows in bewilderment, Alex Waynee asked," What do you mean by that?...How could that even be possible?" His voice was laced

"Lady Margaret Wayne is inside her room, probably." Eric Raymond said,his voice barely above whispers.Walking out of the meeting room, Alex Waynee immediately walked straight to lady Margaret's quarters.Opening the door immediately, he met Lady Margaret Wayne sitting on her bed, young as a fragile porcelain doll, her usually vibrant aura dimmed by an invisible weight. Her chestnut curls cascaded around her shoulders, framing a face that held traces of worry etched into every line.Alex observed her as she sat, her slender fingers nervously tracing the intricate patterns on the bedspread."Grandma." Alex began, his voice gentle yet filled with concern.Startled, she lifted her gaze, revealing eyes that reflected a storm of emotions—sadness, apprehension, and a hint of something deeper, something she kept veiled from the world."Alex, is that really you?" she said, her voice tinged with surprise and an underlying tension."Yes grandma, it's me...it's really been long, I thought I wou

Standing up abruptly Alex Waynee rushed and held Lady Margaret Wayne before she could fall to the ground.Moments later…Alex Waynee is staring at lady Margaret Wayne as she lays in the hospital bed."What could have caused this to happen?"Alex Waynee's voice was barely above whispers as he stared askance at the doctor in charge."I assume it's stress or some sort of shock,"the doctor said, checking Lady Margaret Wayne's vitals. "She was quite distressed when she came in, and the suddenness of it all might have triggered this."His voice was barely above whispers.Alex Waynee's brow furrowed, concern evident in his eyes as he looked at Lady Margaret Wayne lying unconscious."Is she going to be alright?"Alex Waynee's voice was laced with concern and anxiety.The doctor nodded, offering some reassurance. "We'll do our best. She just needs some rest and monitoring for now."His voice barely above whispers yet dripping wet with hope.Turning to Eric Raymond and John Paul, Alex Waynee'