The evening for dinner finally came. Maxwell was in the kitchen helping Mrs. Veronica out with the marinated chicken when the knock came on the door. He wiped his hand on the apron and ran out to get to the door."Hold on". He says this as he sways his massive body towards the entrance. He pulled the door open."You are welcome." Maxwell opened the door for him with a bow."Oh! Wow, here stands the church rat; maybe you would wipe my feet with this napkin," Sebastian ridiculed, pulling out a white napkin from his breast pocket. Maxwell glared at him deeply. "My bad, I totally forgot you were the unfortunate man Athena chose instead of choosing to be luxurious with me." Sebastian said it with disdain and flapped his suit as he spoke."Oh, sweet Sabastian, is that you?" Veronica's voice boomed from the sitting room, her slippers flipping along as she approached where Maxwell was standing."It's me, my gracious lady," he pushed Maxwell and worked in to meet Veronica. She kissed him on t

Maxwell got dressed in a black hoodie and black sweatpants. Along with the Nike pair of sport shoes Athena got him some months ago, he knew she wasn't going to let him follow her on the date, and so he planned his moves on his own. "Athena, I'm stepping out," he called out when he got to her door post. Veronica was downstairs when he got out. He didn't speak to her or anything because she had been on his neck for the past couple of days. He breezed past her and headed straight through the exit door. He stood quite a distance and watched Sebastian drive through the yard."The bastard". He murmured to himself and hid in the small bush just by the corner. He watched the car stop by the house, and after a few minutes, Athena came out dressed in a beautiful black sequin dress. The weather was a bit chilly, so she wore a brown faux fur collar coat on the dress. Maxwell watched all these with one eye behind him. He listened to them speak."Hey, you look stunning, my queen." Sabastian compl

Move, the officer commanded Maxwell as they got into the station. "Make sure he doesn't leave here. He must not be granted bail until I say so." Mr. Bash said to the officers: Sabastian stuck out his tongue as they took Maxwell into the detention room.He seemed calm without saying a word, but immediately the bash left. Zander appeared in front of the police station.The officers at the gate bowed their greetings."You took something that belongs to me, and I am here to get it." Zander said. He walked past them and went straight to the sheriff's office."Ah! Mr. Wilmore, good day. Nice to have you here today.""Thank you". Zander said with a frown arched on his brows. I was told you have my boy under custody." Zander asked."Maxwell, the young man they just brought here about an hour ago?"Yes, he's my son, and no one must hear or know about his identity." Zander warned."Yes boss. I am so sorry. I didn’t know the boy was your son. I wouldn't have placed the arrest on him." He said i

"We should get going then.". "Sure". He grabbed his card and followed her downstairs."Maxwell, you just got here. What are you up to?" Grandpa asked. He knows the love Mirabella had for her cousin was something else. She had always told Grandpa that she would spoil him with gifts and stuff if he ever got to find him. And now that she sees that her cousin is really fine, she will not stop showing him off."Wait for when we finally get to reveal him to the world," she teased her grandpa. She pressed a kiss on his cheek three times and ran out of the door."Here you go; I'm tired of being your chauffeur," she said, throwing the keys at Maxwell."I'm going to crash it."."No, you won't. I'm tired," she told him, slumping heavily into the front seat. Maxwell looked at her and then at the keys for a while before joining her inside."You know you could get a nice haircut too.". "All that, just because I want to sit a bit with Vickie?" Maxwell asked in surprise as he started the car."Yes,

Maxwell and Mirabella had just gotten home. They had planned to sort things out by themselves with the police so it wouldn't escalate to the public, but just when they got into the house, Grandpa cautioned them, holding his phone in his hand.“What in the heavens name is happening, Maxwell? What is this rubbish I see online?” Grandpa asked casually. “I can explain." Maxwell said, but as he wanted to speak, Mirabella jumped in and blamed the whole incident on herself. “I caused it, grandpa. He didn't want to go there, but the lady told me that she was dying, so I asked him to go. See, we have our evidence against them.”. Maxwell turned to face her in shock."Yes, I have my evidence. There's a small chip on your wristwatch. I know you didn't notice it. I kept it there for a reason. I smelled something was wrong, and when you told me Vickie was not a clean person, I decided to add that chip to record everything, and I am glad I did. She pulled the chip from his wristwatch and played i