It took a minute for him to understand his environment. He had a sharp reverberating sound occuring in his ear and he tried to use his hand to suppress it but he couldn't, it was tubed. He didn't understand why he couldn't carry his hand freely till he realized that he was on the bed again. He winced in pain while the sound started reducing and he started hearing faintly again.“Dad are you okay?” Maya said, standing over him.He heard a little so he tried to nod but his head was heavy. “Nurse! Nurse! Nurse! Somebody call me the nurse!” Margret shouted and the officers swung into action.The nurses arrived quickly with the doctor hurrying behind them. He observed what was happening and said, ”Cmon let's help him sit up, rest his head on the pillow.”The nurses immediately helped him up and he check his eyes, checked his vitals and then asked him, “can you hear me?”?“Yes doctor.” He said feebly.“How do you feel right n

He made an attempt to stand but his legs were wobbling. He held the window frame and stood firmly then walked to and fro the portion of the room that had nobody in it.“See? I'm good to go.” He smiled then turned to look at all of them, only Isabella smiled back. “Where's my phone?” He demanded after looking around.“I don't think it was brought here. It should still be in the office.”“Then why are we still here? Let's head to the office, it's past 12pm.”“If we reach on time, you'll make it in time for the meeting.” Isabella replied.Maya and Margret refused to engage in the conversation, still upset about his decision which was inimical to his health but he was adamant. Isabella ignored them as well and helped her father with little things he couldn't do.“Are you coming or you're still angry?” Mr. Windsor asked, about to leave.“Maya, let's go.” Margret encouraged her by getting up.Maya reluctantly stood up

Mr Windsor smiled at his wife, their plan worked perfectly and now Margret was the one to apologize.“I told you that it had to be today. If I didn't rise from my pity bed, I would still be sulking at my bad state.”“I demand an apology for all those angry looks and sneering.” Isabella said, crossing her leg while standing and waiting for her response “I'm sorry, we don't know everything and that's why we make mistakes.” Margret said, trying her best no to smile.“Maya, come over! There's good news.” Margret said smiling.“Good news? What good news when all I can is our enemies.” She lowered her tone abruptly as he passed by, the almighty Lord Davin.Davin waved at her with a broad smile while she squeezed her face. “I hate the guy so much!”“Channel all your loathe to him and not me, I'm the good person here.” Isabella said, after he had gone away.“Excuse me, who hates you?” Maya asked.“You did hat

He smiled as he walked from the audience and assumed the chairman's seat. He sat and then signalled them to do same.“I'm glad that you all are behind me solidly and I believe we will work together. I gave everyone here a chance to walk out if they were not ready to work with this administration but no one left. This means that everyone here is willing to work.”He paused and everyone nodded satisfactorily to his speech. He smiled and then continued, “ So let's celebrate my enthronement as the chairman of the billionaire's cartel.” Davin said smiling.“Everyone raise your glass and let's toast to Lord Davin's new reign and the accomplishment of his dream.” James said, taking over the stage.***Isabella was aghast. “Mom, this cannot happen! This cannot be happening. Please , tell me this is a joke! Please tell me this is a bad dream. Wake me up from this dream, please.” Isabella was hysterical. She grabbed Margret's lapels and clung to he

Helen knew that if she followed him she would look like a child tagging along after him. She wanted to scream in anger but she couldn't. She wanted to cry but it would be too obvious. James was waiting for her reaction. She tried to smile and wave it off but her lips only trembled. “Have you had the opportunity to take a tour around Lord Davin's garden, Helen? They are quite beautiful and you could pass time while waiting for him to come around.” James said, trying to distract her from the present. I don't believe I have, James.” Helen replied with a bit of reluctance but accepted his kind gesture. James walked with her out to the garden, where she sat on a stone bench next to six-foot high stone urns filled with trees and vines. “Here.” James handed her his handkerchief. “I'm not crying.” She said, raising her face to meet his. “I know. See it as Grace's beautiful face, do with it to the extent your anger allows.” He said, turning to greet a passer-by. He propped his foot on the