“Dead? Why?” Maliya asked as she stared at Wes who had just walked into the house, his whole being enveloped with anger. Wes had driven to the house, mad at everything, his hatred for Damion was skyrocketing by the day, he couldn't explain why Damion seemed to be overcoming everything that was being thrown at him. This was why Wes had mentioned that he wanted Damion dead, even if he knew it was a dreadful thing to think of talk more about doing it. “Yes, I don't know but I can't stand the fact that he has just become the largest shareholder of a company” Wes replied pacing around the room. “You need to calm down babe, we will figure something out, but I don't think killing Damion is something we should think of doing right now” Wes raised an eyebrow “Do you have a better option?”“Not really but we can figure something out together, like we always do,” Maliya replied. “I can't stand him also” She frowned Maliya placed her hand on her waist “If I heard you correctly, you mention

Damion’s wedding invitation cards were ready, he had promised his colleagues at work that he would be sending them his invitation card immediately. Right now Damion had just finished sharing out his wedding invitation card, these few days at work had been fun-filled as it was from one celebration to another. “I hope you are doing better today?” Damion smiled, placing the back of his palm on the neck of one of his patients. The patient smiled.“With you around, I don't think I will be any worse. You are just the best, doctor.” “I'm just doing my job, sir,” Damion said respectfully. “It's your job and you are doing it well, well done” the man commented. “I should be taking my leave now, I will be back to check up on you soon, for the main time anything you need the nurse will be here to attend to you” Damion announced and then walked out the door. With a smile on his face, Damion walked down the hallway to his office

Damion could hear faint noises in the background, it sounded like two people were discussing a little bit further from where he was. All these played in his head, his eyes were shut but slowly flew open. His vision was blurry but was gradually becoming clear, Damion could feel a sharp pain at the back of his head. As his vision got clearer, his eyes traveled around and he was surprised to see himself in a room. Being the doctor that he was, Damion was quick to realize that he was in a hospital room. This wasn't the Lance Hospital, Damion was certain about this as the Lance Hospital's choice of bed materials was a presidential white color while this particular hospital he was currently in had a light blue mixed with white color as bedspreads and a choice of paints on the wall. Damion struggled to sit up “Where am I?” In the course of sitting up Damion realized that his head was wrapped with bandages and he was on a drip, he must have lost a lot of blood. “Bianca” Damion murmure

Damion understood why Bianca's parents had behaved the way they did, what he didn't understand was why it seemed like they had blamed him. He wasn't happy about Bianca's abduction; he hadn't slept properly the previous night, he had been turning and tossing all night, and the thought of Bianca had never left his mind even for a second. Damion came out in the open street, he could see different vehicles, cabs, and people walking around. Damion shook his head “Everyone has problems whether rich or poor” With the wave of his hands a cab parked in front of him and soon they were off on the highway. It didn't take long for the cab to halt in front of a large building that had the Police department boldly written on it. “Dr Damion, you are welcome” A suited man who seemed to be about 5 foot 5 welcomed Damion. “Thank you, Detective Reeves, please tell me, what is the situation of the case”

“What the hell are you doing here?” Damion yelled. Malika was the last person he was expecting to see, the least he wanted for himself right now was to bring back old memories.She was the one who dumped him for being poor and now what was her reason for coming here, Damion couldn't wait to find out. “Will you chase a woman who needs shelter?” Malika smirked with her right hand on her waist.Damion frowned, his eyes moving from Malika to the weather condition outside, it was raining heavily, and it didn't look like the rain would be stopping soon. “What happened to cabs? And also why didn't you use your vehicle or even your boyfriend's vehicle” Damion said, emphasizing more on the word boyfriend. “Well, my vehicle was faulty, so I was rushing and didn't use it. Wes is not around presently, and you know I hate taking cabs” Malika narrated.“I see,” Damion replied, staring at her. Her attitude hadn't changed