❌ Do not copy or share on any platform ❌ “Everything is fine. Would you have a chance in the evening?” Charles said. “I have a tight schedule today,” professor MacPherson said. “We have important things to discuss at our hideout and your presence would be appreciated,” Charles said. “Important things? Why can’t we discuss it now?” professor MacPherson said. “We can’t discuss it on the phone. Besides, we need privacy,” Charles said as soon as Peyton sat down beside him on the couch. “Privacy?” Peyton said. “Who just talked?” professor MacPherson said. “You don’t have to worry. Will you come over in the evening?” Charles said and gazed at the television screen. “Yes, I will,” professor MacPherson said. “Alright; we will be in anticipation. Goodbye…,” Charles said and cut the call. “And who was that?” Peyton said. “How does that concern you? Besides, is that how to greet one’s husband?” Charles said with a glare. Peyton held Charles’ hand and said, “The
❌ Do not copy or share on any platform ❌ It was a windy evening, Professor MacPherson drove to the hideout situated in a non-residential part of California after Mason had alighted from the car. When Professor MacPherson was closer to the hideout, he parked his car, alighted from the vehicle and walked towards the entryway. “Good evening, professor MacPherson,” the gangsters chorused. “Good evening, guys,” professor MacPherson said and stood in-between Charles and Dickson. “I hope you had a nice day?” Charles said. “I should have, but it was strenuous due to my tight schedule,” professor MacPherson said and gazed at Charles’ face. “I am so sorry about that, professor MacPherson,” Charles said. “Thank you very much. What is that thing we couldn’t discuss on the phone?” Professor MacPherson said with curiosity. Charles smiled and said, “Have you heard about the return of the saviors?” “The return of the saviors? I haven’t heard anything of suc
❌ Do not copy or share on any platform ❌ It was exactly 6:10 pm. Professor MacPherson parked his car in front of his house. He clutched his briefcase and walked slowly towards the entryway. When he got to the entryway, he knocked on the door. “Hold on; I am coming,” Charlotte said as she walked towards the entryway. She opened the door and said, “Welcome, professor.” “Thank you very much, Charlotte,” professor MacPherson said. “Please, come in,” Charlotte said and collected the briefcase professor MacPherson was clutching. Charlotte closed the door and the twosome walked towards the couches. When they were closer to the couches, Charlotte said, “Sit down while I take this briefcase to the bed chamber.” “Thank you very much, Charlotte,” professor MacPherson said, and Charlotte walked away, clutching the briefcase. Soon, Charlotte returned to the sitting room, clutching a mug. She moved closer to the refrigerator, opened it and took out a bottleful of
❌ Do not copy or share on any platform ❌ “I want us to relocate,” professor MacPherson said as he gazed at Charlotte’s face. “You want us to relocate?” Charlotte said with surprise. “Yeah,” professor MacPherson said. “And why should we leave our own house?” Charlotte said as she gazed at professor MacPherson’s face. “I don’t have any genuine reason, but I want us to leave this house,” professor MacPherson said. “You don’t have any genuine reason and you want us to leave our own house; you never told me you'd build another house,” Charlotte said. “I haven’t built another house. Besides, we won’t live in this state anymore. We will go to Maryland,” professor MacPherson said. “Maryland? How are we going to survive there?” Charlotte said. “We survived here in California, so we will definitely survive in Maryland too. I have a close friend there; he will be of great help to us,” professor MacPherson said. “And how will you do your lecturing career?” C
❌ Do not copy or share on any platform ❌ “Thank you Jesus for a bright new day…,” Charlotte muttered as soon as she stood up from the bed. “Charlotte, you are?” professor MacPherson said. He has been reminiscing in bed since he woke up. “I didn’t even check whether you were awake; good morning,” Charlotte said with a smile. “Good morning, Charlotte. What’s behind today’s smile?” professor MacPherson said and sat down on the bed. awake “I just feel like smiling; besides, it’s not easy to wake up,” Charlotte said with a smile. “Yes, you are right. From scientific research, smile heals faster than drugs,” professor MacPherson said. “You are right, professor MacPherson. I need to cook something so that you can eat before going to work,” Charlotte said. “Alright, Charlotte. I will go and prepare for work too,” Professor MacPherson said, and the twosome walked towards the entryway. When Professor MacPherson and Charlotte got to the sitting room, they could
❌ Do not copy or share on any platform ❌ “Thank you for the food, Charlotte,” professor MacPherson said as he emptied his plate. “C’mon, you don’t have to ascribe glory to me; you should thank yourself and God for providing the food,” Charlotte said. “You are right, mum,” Ayla said and carried a spoonful of the food. “You better eat your food very fast,” Charlotte said with a glare. “Ayla hasn’t done anything wrong by chipping into our conversations,” professor MacPherson said with a smile. “Mr. man, you look reluctant; you should be off to work by now,” Charlotte said. “Oh, my God, it’s 7:50 am already,” professor MacPherson said after he had gazed at his wrist watch. “You must have been dreaming,” Charlotte said as she gazed at professor MacPherson’s face. “I won’t take that as an insult,” professor MacPherson said with a smile. He stood up from his chair, moved closer to Charlotte and kissed her on her forehead. “Goodbye, Charlotte,” professo
❌ Do not copy or share on any platform ❌ Aubrey parked her car in the front of the house, she clutched her red bag and alighted from the vehicle. She walked slowly towards the entryway, clutching the red bag. “Open this door!!” Aubrey screamed when she was closer to the entryway. “I am coming; hold on!” A voice answered from the sitting room. “Welcome, mum,” Davies said as soon as he opened the door. “Thank you very much, son,” Aubrey said, and entered the house. Davies closed the door and said, “Bring your bag, mum!” “It’s not necessary; I will take it to my room,” Aubrey said and walked away. Soon, Aubrey walked into the sitting room after changing her clothes; she was putting on a black skirt and a blue shirt. She could see Davies gazing at the television and smiling. “Are you okay?” Aubrey said. Davies smiled and said, “Yes, mum. Welcome once again. How was the program?” “It was power-packed, hectic, demanding; just name it,” Aubrey said as s
❌ Do not copy or share on any platform ❌ When Liam got to his room, he could see Davies and Ethan sitting on a couch. He walked slowly towards the bed, sat down and said, “Davies, is this the script you are writing?” “Well, I was writing the script before Ethan walked into the room,” Davies said with a smile. “And you two have been discussing since then?” Liam said. “Davies started the conversations,” Ethan said. “Why must you lie; aren’t you the one who said you enjoyed yourselves at the eatery?” Davies said with glare. “It’s okay, Davies; I will give you my ice cream,” Liam said. “Really?” Davies said. “Yes, I will,” Liam said. “Thank you very much for the gesture,” Davies said, and Ethan laughed. “And why are you laughing?” Liam said with glare. “I don’t know you are this benevolent,” Ethan said and Liam hissed. “Do you think Liam is like you, stingy lad?” Davies said. “It’s okay. Let’s go and watch a film,” Liam said and stood up from the bed. “Mum told me to