Evans stood with Christian in the living room after his confession. His eyes were everywhere but on his face, he could not stand him but what he didn't know was that Chris had known it many years ago, even before he went into exile. "I'm sorry I couldn't speak up many years ago, I...I was told to do what was right for the family." He said meekly. "I know," Chris replied. Evans shook his head, "I should have known better, I...I shouldn't have lied to you, but I had my hands tied." He explained. "It's okay, Evans, I've always known you're not my father." He replied. Evans stared at him with wide eyes and he nodded. "Many years ago, I stumbled on a conversation that I wasn't supposed to hear, I found out then that you weren't my dad but his twin," Chris explained. Evans nodded, his eyes cast down. He was ashamed that Chris had been in the know all these while he'd been playing fake dad. "I guess this is a lot like the Melissa case, I was going to tell you, I just didn't kn

In a place very far away, a mysterious man is seated on a large chair, his face unidentifiable in the dark room. He turned to the man on his left and scolded him, "You are incompetent! All you had to do was get the documents, you have failed me yet again." He snapped. The man bowed in shame and could not say anything in defense. "Get out of my face!" The mysterious man yelled and the man left his side into the inner room. "I need answers! Who has answers for me?" He snapped and everyone in the room kept silent, no one could talk. They all had failed to do anything to prevent the doom that was upon their master. "What if we use the past against him?" One of the guards asked. The mysterious man nodded and asked him to explain how that would happen. "How do you think we do that?" He asked. "He's been blackmailed a few times, he has several records with a private investigator, his ex-wife, and secretary, even the partner of the Hilton Empire was on to him too, he managed

A few minutes past nine o'clock, Christian arrived at Anneliese's family house. It was pretty quiet and he knew they were expecting his arrival. He had barely parked when he could see his ex-wife stroll out from the house, she was dressed nicely and she had a cocky smile on her face. "What brings you here, Chris." She asked mockingly. Chris got out of the car and slammed the door shut, already regretting his decision to see her but he knew he had no choice, he needed to get to someone and she was his only link there. "I need yo__" she laughed loudly before he could even finish and stepped to his car, looking through the window curiously. "Are you with some media men? Have you come to see the last of your ex-in-laws?" She snapped. "Nothing of such, I have an offer." He said and Anneliese paid attention for the first time that evening. She was a lover of deals and offers and money and it didn't matter where it came from, even if it was from Chris. Anna finally nodded and asked him

Christian has very little time left. The Robinson family is a complex maze of power and politics and he more than anyone else knew loyalty was reserved for the wealthy and influential and most especially for those who were seen. The saga with the Jupiter had proven to him that there was possibly no man on the table who was loyal to the Jupiter. She was merely able to control every member because of her power and network and of course, the fear they had of her. Arriving at Stephen's house the next day, Chris was even more uncomfortable than he had been the first. He could see the windows from the second floor open, a figure was moving about frantically. Christian moved quickly into the house, he hadn't been invited and he knew neither Anneliese nor her parents would be pleased to meet him, however, he had a deal he knew Ephraim Duke could not refuse and they were merely pawns to get to Ephraim. At the doorway, the house was a little too silent. Although it was in the early hours of

The highway was wet with drizzle from about an hour ago. Chris took his concentration off the road for a second as he pulled his cell phone from his breast pocket. The way was deserted, he'd not seen a car in sight since he began the journey back to town but he hadn't expected to. Where Gufan Mellik lived was pretty far from the heart of town and Chris knew exactly why the man liked his solitude. He rang Anneliese, praying that the boastful lady would for once take her call and not try to prove a point first. On the second ring, she answered the phone rudely. "What do you want, Christian?" She asked heatedly, "I hate every second I spend talking to you about shenanigans." Chris exhaled, trying to calm himself, he needed to be careful with her, he knew all too well how erratic she was. "Hello to you too, Ann, I'm calling to__" "Cut the pleasantries, Chris, I don't want to talk to you unless you agree with the terms of my offer. I've told my parents about it and we think it's even i