Henry's eyes opened and he was greeted by a worried face of man who has familiar features. But yet it was unfamiliar at the same time. Henry's mind was fogy and he tried to remember what had happened and he remembered he fainted. "Thank goodness, you're awake! how are you feeling?" the man's eyes lit up with relief as he helped Henry sit up. Henry's gaze locked onto the man's face,trying to place him. "Who are you?" he asked. "I'm the one who found you unconscious in the middle of the town square and your lucky I was passing by. By the way what's your name, boy? the man replied. Henry's mind was still racing as he looked around and tried to get his bearing. Where was his friend, Tristan Morris? He was the last person he remembered seeing. "Tristan Morris, have you seen him?" Henry mumbled. The man's expression turned puzzled, "I don't know anyone by that name. You're in the town square and you fainted." Henry's gaze snapped back to the man, "Town Square? but I was in ravenstone
"Henry? What's going on with you? Why did you attacked my friend, Richard?" Clifford asked. Henry sighed, "I don't know, I just lost my temper." he looked down, avoiding his gaze. Clifford's expression turned stern, "Lost your temper? Henry, you almost hurt my friend. What's going on with you?" Henry's eyes snapped back up, "I said I don't know. Just drop it." "Okay, I know you're going through a tough time, kid. But you can't lash out at others like that. You have to learn to control your emotions." Clifford advised. Henry's defiance faltered, "I'm sorry, I was really out of my mind."Clifford's expression turned sympathetic, "It's alright. We all make mistakes but you have to promise me one thing, you can't hurt other people like that. You have to learn to deal with your emotions in a healthy way." Henry's gazze drifted up and there's a mischievous glint on his eyes as he looked at his father," What if I told you that your friend will betray you? What would you do? "Clifford'
Henry Constantine stood outside the small, rundown apartment, taking a deep breath to calm his nerves. He had traveled through time and space to reach this moment, and he was determined to make it count. He had to save his father, Clifford Constantine, from the fate that awaited him.Henry took a step forward, his eyes fixed on the door. He raised his hand to knock, but before he could, the door swung open, and a young Clifford stood before him."Yes?" Clifford asked, eyeing Henry warily.Henry's heart skipped a beat. This was his father, but not the frail, old man he had grown up with. This was a strong, young man, full of life and vitality."Dad," Henry said, his voice shaking.Clifford's expression changed from curiosity to confusion. "Do I know you?" he asked.Henry hesitated, unsure of how to proceed. He didn't want to reveal his true identity, not yet. "I...I'm just a friend," he said, trying to sound calm.Clifford's eyes narrowed. "I don't think we've met before. What do you w
Henry Constantine stood in the living room, his eyes fixed on the man who was his father, but didn't recognize him. Clifford Constantine, a young man in his early thirties, with a confused expression on his face, looked back at Henry."Who are you?" Clifford asked, his voice firm but laced with a hint of uncertainty.Henry took a deep breath, trying to composed himself. He had traveled back in time to 2006, a year that was etched in his memory as a pivotal moment in his father's life. He had to be careful, very careful, if he wanted to change the course of events that led to his father's demise."I'm... Henry," he said, trying to sound as normal as possible.Clifford's eyes narrowed. "I don't know you. What are you doing in my house?"Henry's heart raced as he struggled to find the right words. He couldn't reveal his true identity, not yet. He had to gain his father's trust, and the only way to do that was to play along."I... I think I might have gotten lost," Henry said, trying to s
Henry caught everyone's attention as he arrived at the mansion carrying bags of food."What took you so long?! We have been waiting for you to make us breakfast!" As soon as his mother-in-law saw him, she threw the goblet on the table at him."I apologize, Madame Ofelia. There was a car accident on my way. I was stuck in a traffic," Henry apologized, barely dodged the goblet thrown at his face.The glass made a shattering sound. If it hit him in the face, they might still think the blood would stain the floor."You damn loser, how dare do you talk to me like this?! I can't believe why Margaret married a useless man like you." The old lady was outraged, started mourning, loudly, “Richard, my love. If you’re alive, you won’t let this bastard destroyed our beautiful glasses.”Henry was at a loss whether to laugh, and silently sat down beside Margret, his wife.She was comforting her mother.Richard Wellington – Margaret‘s father, Ofelia’s husband - just passed away." Everything will be a
Everyone is struggling to process the information they just learned. Madame Ofelia looks like she will have a heart attack because of it. "What?! H-how is that loser going to inherit Dad's wealth? This is ridiculous!!" William protested. He felt like heavens and earth collided because his brother-in-law became the beneficiary. "Attorney Garcia! This is impossible! Why would Henry inherit the wealth when he knows nothing about our family's business? He's just a burden to our family," Gregory, William's cousin, chimed in."Exactly, if anyone deserves the inheritance, it should be William or my son Gregory, who knows how to handle large corporations," Auntie Faustina joined in, hoping to secure some shares as Richard's sister."Quiet! I won't allow anyone especially that peasant to become a beneficiary!" William angrily pointed at Henry, who had no idea what was going on. "Speak up, Henry! Did you plan this to take over our family's wealth?!" William exclaimed. Henry still couldn't s
Days had passed and Henry remained to be a public discussion and his relationship with the Wellingtons became even more chaotic."Henry, some more investors have pulled out from our company!" Margaret delivered the news anxiously. She sat on the couch, at a loss of what to do to help her family who were at risk of losing millions of money because there was no one competent managing the companies they owned."What can I do to fix this?" Henry asked, having not slept properly for days because of the problems he was facing."I don't know, Henry. Maybe we should ask Mr. Garcia for help on what we should do." Margaret reached for her phone to call the lawyer.They were able to easily communicate with Mr. Garcia who immediately visited them at their hotel."You have the right to reject the inheritance, Mr. Constantine. You have two options. First is a formal disclaimer to express your intent to renounce the inheritance," Mr. Garcia explained, willing to help Henry if he wanted to give up be
"I will not know it unless you tell me if you still trust me?" Margaret also asked a question that even Henry could not answer. It was during Henry's senior high-school years that he met Margaret, who was widely known on their campus because aside from being the daughter of a wealthy family, she was also gifted with beauty and talent.In an unexpected turn of events, the two crossed paths because of a dare that Margaret accepted from her friends, which was to make Henry, an odd duck, to be her boyfriend.Henry couldn't believe it when the girl he likes asked him to be her boyfriend. He immediately fell crazy in love with Margaret, but he had no idea that it was all just a game. Everyday, Henry watch her play the cello in the music room. Until he saw her kissing another man which break his heart for the first time.Since that day Henry lost trust in Margaret, but they were not completely separated by fate when Margaret used Henry once again to escape from an arranged marriage. Henry