ANDREW The hot chicken soup shocked his almost dirty but handsome face with steam, carrying it with his bare hands without caring about the burns he would get from it. Andrew, a man with a rugged appearance and faded shoulder shirts, pushed open the door with a warm smile. "I brought your favorite chicken soup, Dora," he said, his smile spreading from ear to ear. However, as he scanned the room, his eyes froze on the empty bed, and his heart sank. "Dora! Where is Dora?" he exclaimed, his mind racing with panic. Just a few weeks ago, his daughter had been diagnosed with kidney failure, which had been ravaging her tiny body. His wife, Lisa, had been working tirelessly to pay off the mounting bills, while Andrew did his best to assist with the expenses. Shaking off his thoughts, Andrew rushed out of the room, his face drenched in cold sweat. "What could have happened to her?" he wondered, his mind filled with dread. "No, no, nothing bad has happened to Dora," he assured him

ANDREW "I'm the father of the child that you want thrown out. You seem to be a mother, however, you don't show any sympathy for a girl that's dying in pain?" He inquired with a slight frown. "So this is the father of the girl?" She said with amusement on her face. "If the father of the child is this rich and good looking. And wonder what would become of that poor girl?" She said with a sarcastic smile. Her frown returned when she turned around towards the already scared doctor who took a few steps backwards due to fear . "Why don't you tell me! You are the head doctor of this place. Have you been giving freebies to poor peasants like him?" She asked angrily. Doctor Williams was short of words once again. He didn't want to say anything that would provoke her. Even though she was not right, she was still the mother to the heir of the Hills family and had to be treated as such. "No ma'am, we will do no such thing. We got a call this morning for the child to be moved to the ex

ANDREW The attention in the room was now shifted to the new stranger. No one in the room knew him. He didn't even strike a chord in the heart of anyone that was there. Even though he was looking rich, there was no way he would be able to compete with someone like Mr. Hills. Mrs. Hills stepped forward angrily seeing that her process of getting her revenge had been interrupted. "Who are you and how dare you stop this process?" She thundered. It suddenly clicked on her that Andrew had brought his cell phone out a while ago and she laughed out loud. "So this is it? This is the person that thought could stand against my darling husband. You must be the world's biggest joker. He isn't even known by anyone else. You just brought a pathetic loser like yourself! Ttffeww!." she scolded. Hearing these words almost made the old man flare up. However, he was still able to keep himself together. How could any of them that were around the place know such a world power like him..If thi

ANDREW "What have you done?" her father bellowed, his anger palpable through the phone. The sound of his hands slamming on the table made her jump. She had never heard him so furious before, and she was paralyzed with fear. "Do you know how many years our family has stood strong without your help? We've been the oldest family to rise to fame in this city, maintaining our rank among the top ten for over a thousand years. But thanks to your actions, our family no longer exists!" Mrs. Hills could feel that her father's voice was cracked as he spoke. There was an excessive amount of pain rising through him at the moment. Sandra's eyes widened in horror as she gazed at Mr. Patrick. "Could it be that he's the one who did this to us?" she thought, her mind racing. Just a minute ago, he made a call, and now her family is destroyed? She gulped, her heart pounding in her chest. What had she done? She was scared. Mr. Patrick's power and control were overwhelming. He wasn't even among the to

ANDREW While they continued to watch, the video stopped at a man's legs and stopped. "Shit. It stopped already." Juliet snorted angrily seeing what had happened. She wanted to smash her phone to the floor. But she thought twice. That was a new mid range phone that had been gotten for her by Francis. It was worth about five hundred dollars. If she smashed it, he would certainly not be pleased and might have to stay without a cell phone for a while. When she was about to end the video, seeing that there was nothing much for them to watch anymore. But before she could end it, Kelvin, who had noticed something, stopped her from doing so. "That shoe. Isn't it owned by Andrew? And those pants too. I am so sure of it." She said, "Andrew? Are you sure that you are not making a mistake?" Lady Gaga also stepped forward to see for herself. It looked like her son was telling the truth after all. She was certainly taken aback by it. "What would Andrew be doing there at that time?