Beep. Beep. Beep.Damion felt groggy as his eyes opened. A haze cleared from his eyes, and he registered with his surroundings. This was a hospital room.He winced. The ache in his head was out of this world. When he touched his head, it had been bandaged, wrapped all the way around."Mr. Damion, how are you feeling?" He met the kind gaze of the doctor standing at the side of his bed. A few nurses had accompanied him."Tired. My head hurts," Damion croaked, mouth dry.The doctor scribbled down something on his notepad. "Yes, that's normal. You sustained a head injury from the impact of your fall, but I'm glad to tell you that you are out of danger.""When do I get to leave?""In a few weeks. We will have to monitor you for the time being."When the time came for Damion to leave the hospital, the accountant had prepared his bill, and the amount almost gave him a heart attack."$5000?" his eyes popped from their sockets.Damion didn't have that kind of money.But the nurse delivering t

Damion watched as his phone smashed against the hard wooden floors and bounced, sliding across a few feet away. He raised wide, furious eyes to the sales rep. “Are you insane? What the hell did you do that for?”He rushed to pick up his phone, his heart thundering in his chest furiously. This phone was one of his most cherished properties and he couldn't function properly without it. He didn't have any money to replace it if anything happened to it even. He snatched the phone from the floor, and stared at it, turning it over in his hand. Only half the screen was cracked and the light still worked. He glowered at the sales rep again. “What the fuck man?”The sales rep walked in a threatening stride ro Damion. “Excuse me, Sir,” he sneered, “Pearla is not a place for low life wannabes to come in and fucking take pictures of the clothes without buying anything.”Damion gestured widely at the suit he had his sights set on. “What the fuck do you mean? I was just about to ask about the s

Damion startled, backing up a few steps. The bodyguards still looked as astounded as Damion felt. Why was this woman calling him young master?“Lady, were you the one that called me last night? What do you want from me? What's that money in my bank account?”The woman raised her head a little to peek at him, before bringing down her head again. “I apologise for how you've been treated so far, young master. Please allow me to make amends.”Amends how?Damion stood there, glaring at the lady. If she would just tell him that all that money was his, he would forgive everything and be glad to go home. “If you would follow me, young master, we can go up to my office. I'll tell you everything.” the woman gestured with both hands in front of Damion, waving him to the elevator how Damion often saw rich men and politicians directed by their subordinates.If this was a scam, a thieving scheme, then it was a very elaborate one to rob him of money he didn't even have.He impatiently followed the

“Wait a minute,” Damion shifted back, his hands running over his face in jerky motions. “I can't be your grandson. I was raised in an orphanage and I grew up with nothing. I have never before heard anything about a family of my own. I don't even know how I came to be in that orphanage. I've never…I've never had a family.” Damion stuttered out, his heart stuttering, because did they really mean that he had a family? The lady smiled for the first time, also moving closer to Damion. “That's because we lost you. Uncle can explain everything to you later…cousin.”Damion laughed then, shaking his head in disbelief. “This can't be true.”Sensing Damion's frustrated disbelief, the doctor took the files from the desk and crossed to Damion's side, handing them to him a little too respectfully. Damion's eyes read the words slowly, over and over again.A 99.9 percent match to Lance Ericson.That was the old man. They were saying that man was Damion's father and it sounded like something out of

Whoever said money does not bring happiness definitely didn't have a lot of money to begin with and was content living his poor life, or he was a miserable old man with a lot of money but no peace of mind.Because if he was a young man that had suffered through different jobs and under a lot of employers, he would understand that even a little money goes a long way in bringing out the joy in life.This was the case for Damion. Immediately his alarm rang, alerting him to start preparing for the day, he panicked thinking he slept in late and jumped off his mattress.Panicking, he huried to take his bath and get to work but as he observed the disarray of his room, his mind went back to the time he paid his landlord for his rent and how the landlord had helped him pack some of his stuff back inside. He hadn't had the time to arrange them back last night so he just kept them in a heap at he corner of the room.Remembering last night's event also reminded him of his grandfather and everyth