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**Author's note: The last four chapters were re-edited. Kindly check them out to avoid confusion.Thanks for reading❤️**Wayne alighted at the entrance of Harrington’s Cemetery and Graveyard.Mark was waiting outside to meet him, a look of worry on his face. “The manager is bent on obeying Anna Moore’s orders. He’s refused to even listen to what I have to say.”Wayne pursed his lips disdainfully. “We’ll see about that.”They headed to the administrative section of the Cemetery where they met the middle aged manager, Mr Talus.In his office, he sized Wayne up and down and scoffed. “So, this is the so called Heir to the Costa’s? My, you look nothing like Simon!”“And how would you know that?” Wayne asked calmly.“Simon had always been a prominent figure in Las Vegas up until his death, it’s just too bad that we have no idea who the real son is cause the boy spent most of his time abroad.”Wayne frowned, taking an intimidating step forward. “It’s not in your power to say if I’m my Simon’
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Mike Taylor alighted from a car in front of Loretta’s restaurant and made his way in.He wrapped his arms around Sylvie when he got to them. “Darling.” He pressed a quick kiss on her hair, flashing a smile at a tear faced Loretta.“Mr Taylor, we agreed not to-” Loretta was cut off by Sylvie. “Darling, when are the men going to be done?”“Very soon.” Mike replied, as one of them approached him. “Go into the kitchen and take out all the large equipment, we need to clear this place for my fiancé.”His words sank into Loretta’s head with chilling horror. “What did you just say?”Sylvie put up her best smile possible. “Dear cousin, I’m taking over this place in 3 days, so I want it fully renovated to be a beauty salon.” She clapped her hands excitedly. “It’ll become one of the best in town, don’t you think?”“What?” Loretta let out a strangled gasp. Mike stepped away from Sylvie, staring at Loretta. He was touched by the sheen of tears in her eyes. Loretta Moore seemed like a helpless pr
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Loretta pressed her lips tightly. “Wayne? What have you done? Why are you here in the first place?” Her eyes widened in fear as the five bodyguards surrounded Wayne.She panicked. “Run!" She pushed him behind her, towards the door. "Y. . .You might end up getting hurt.”Wayne reached up to caress her face, a small smile appearing on his face for her concern. “It’s okay. They can’t hurt me.”The bodyguards snickered at his haughtiness. “This scoundrel sure has a lot of nerve. Bluffing on front of us?"Another man chuckled. “People like him are all bluffing and no action."Wayne glowered down at the lackeys in front of him. It would cost him nothing to knock then senseless.He pinned Mike with a menacing, threatening gaze. “Hey, Taylor. I’m giving you one last chance to get your lackeys and leave, otherwise you’ll have yourself to blame for whatever happens.”“Scoundrel! You’re asking me to leave?” Mike flew into a rage, his face still red from nursing his swollen wrist.“Look!” He face
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Wayne twirled the pen in his fingers, flipping through the documents in front of him. He was sitting in the Manager’s office, trying to go through the Business Investment for Las Vegas Oil that Henry handed to him.But he was finding it hard to concentrate on the files.His mind went waltzing back to what happened at Loretta’s restaurant yesterday. Mike Taylor would be planning some retribution by now. It would be best if he keeps a better eye on his wife.Last night, after they left the sitting heading back to their room, he’d tried to get Loretta not to worry and assure her he’ll pay the loan for her, but she broke down in tears. She was already overwhelmed with all that had happened, coupled with the fact that her Grandma had driven her to a tight corner.Wayne tugged on his shirt button nervously. He had something else to be worried about. The results of the DNA test was going to be out this evening. All of his plans was dependent on that test.He sat up when his phone suddenly pi
A Bastard For The Heir Were My Parents Murdered?
Wayne caught Andrew’s wrist, gripping it hard. “I just warned you not to over step your boundaries, right?” He twisted violently.Cayenne gasped in shock as the tall and muscular Andrew was flung hard to the wall, with sounds of ribs cracking.“Ah! Punk!” Andrew screamed in anguish. “You humiliated me!”Everywhere was quiet, even his men stared down at him in pity. The mighty Andrew Tates was beaten up by a mere nobody. Wayne hissed and turned away. The few people gawking at him gave way as he made their way to the counter.“I demand to see the manager right now!” Wayne asked the worker that was seated there.Cayenne glanced back to see that one of Andrew’s men was on his feet, clutching his stomach and making a call.Her hands trembled in fear as she stared at Wayne. She had no idea who he was but he’d put himself in trouble by standing up for her.She rushed forward to stop him from causing more chaos. “I really appreciate your help sir, but it’s best if you leave now. Andrew Tates
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“Kindly answer my question, Mr Rogers.” Wayne repeated, his voice chilly and terrifying. “Did you really meet my parents on the floor, dead even before the fire engulfed the whole house?”Ben flinched, his lips quivering. “Look here, Mr Costa.” He adjusted his tie nervously. “My statement is still the same I gave the police, I couldn’t find the courage to go in. We all waited outside as the fire engulfed the house, I only set my eyes on them after the fire fighter’s arrived.” “Really?” Wayne asked, his gaze piercing deeper into the man’s. He had a hunch that this man was lying.“I’m telling you the truth!”“I see.” Wayne relaxed back on his chair, his hands gripping the glass tight as he stared at Ben who was looking all unsettled.There was no use of forcing the truth from him. He would get it through other means.“One more question,” Wayne spoke again. “Did you note anything unusual that happened before their death, like a few hours, a day or a few days before-” He was suddenly cut
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After the call to Loretta, Nikki dropped Sylvie off and left for the airport. She alighted from the car and made her way to the checkpoint, she stood in a clear position where Jared would see her.The line of people slowly diminished, but Nikki didn’t get a glimpse of her fiancé.Re-checking the text he sent last night, she bit her lip. It stated that his flight would arrive by 3.30pm.But now, it was already half past four and Jared was nowhere to be found. The fact that he wasn’t replying her messages nor returning her calls made it all feel worse.Frustrated, Nikki approached the officials at the airport in a bid to check the flight list.It was confirmed. Jared Moore didn’t board the plane.She pursed her lips disdainfully, watching a couple that just reconciled hugging each other in front of her.This wasn’t the first, second or third time Jared would stand her up. She always nagged him to come visit but whenever he informed her of his flight, he would give an excuse for not arr
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Wayne was in their room, helping Elsa with her homework and keeping an eye on his phone at the same time. He’d called Loretta three times now, but she wasn’t answering the calls.When he arrived from the Kindergarten with Elsa, he didn’t meet his wife. He’d tried to enquire from some of the helpers where she left for, but none of them replied politely, they were all rude to him.“Daddy! I’m done with my homework.” Elsa announced and got up to arrange the books into her bag.Wayne picked his phone, dialing Loretta’s number again.He had a unexplainable bad feeling in the pit of his stomach, and he just couldn’t help feeling restless. If only she could pick her calls.He rubbed his nape nervously. Where could she have gone to?The phone rang for a long time and came to a stop. Still no answer.Wayne adjusted his tie and got up. He just couldn’t sit here while his wife was probably in danger out there, somewhere.“Daddy, where is Mummy?” His daughter’s voice pierced into his thoughts. “
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