After everything that happened and after what I talked to the man about, I was hoping he would listen and not go ahead with getting involved with my cousin Revoc. Because that man was dangerous and he never cared for them. Ever. He was only using them because they were venerable. Easy targets.First, he used the hatred Pit has for me and promised the man glory days. Telling him all sorts of nice things that he wanted to hear. I don’t know Revoc that much. I mean, every time I meet him we always fight. Never talked that much. The last time he was asking for the shares and to take my wife. Because he was apparently in love with her.Which was stupid, if you ask me. I mean, when did he even get to that conclusion of him loving my wife? He observed from a distance. Never spent time with her or talked to her. So, how can he fall in love with her? Was that all just to get me upset? For him to say I refused us to live in peace?Anyway, that will never happen. He could have fallen in love wit
“Why do you keep referring to the house as she? It’s an object, Carl. Not alive,” I told him. Because the all thing was disturbing.But he was smiling at me, “because she is alive. I told you even in foe that she was upset with you. I thought you got the hint,” he looked at me like what he just said was okay.“No Carl. I didn’t realize what you meant. Having talking houses isn’t something that is okay in the human world. I couldn’t know what you were implying just because you can talk to it,” I spoke.He gasped as he pushed the chair back and stood up, “You better not call her that. She will be upset and who knows what she will do to you and all of us? She will throw a tantrum,” he spoke.“Okay, I think you are overreacting, cat. What is the worst that can happen to me and you guys? She is my house and she can’t move,” I looked back at the mansion.It looked old. But still beautiful to look at. What can it do to make me pay for referring to it as it? I looked back at Carl.“Care to fi
I stayed on the balcony for some time now. Trying to understand what my life had become. Well, it wasn’t all bad. Some things were better than others. For examples I got a cat that will do about anything to save me. To make me happy.I got Roland. An amazing man that was doing anything in his power to act like my father. To make me not miss my parents as much. Then Odin, the same can be said about him as Roland. Because he was also my father’s age and will do about anything to keep me safe.Then I have the crazy siblings. The dreadfour. I wasn’t staying with them. But every time I spend with them is amazing. They have all what they do and they were helping me with my life. It was a great honor to have met them.And then I have all the money in the world. I can get whatever I want. Do whatever I want. I got my wife back, and that was because money brought us back together. Not that she came back for that. But somehow it was involved.My life has taken a total turn, and I wasn’t sure ho
Isn’t the bastard supposed to be an orphan or something? He never told me that he has a family. He always said my parents found him. That they took him in when no one else would. And here is Nathan telling me the cat had a family. And that too in foe where we just left.Why did he keep this a secret from me? Or didn’t Nathan just know about Carl not having a family? I looked at the man as we resumed our walk, but he looked dead serious about it.“Carl doesn’t have a family. At least, that is what I know. Did he tell you about it?” I handed him the bottle, and he drank the remaining.“No. Your parents mentioned it to me. They told me when you see a cat come here, welcome it. Because he is your friend or something like that. Then one day, they sent me to go and get Carl’s family because they needed to talk to them about something. I thought you knew?” He spoke, looking at me back and forth.As I said, this is new. The bastard had a family and never bothered to tell me about it. Did he n
Before I entered the company, someone called me behind. I turned and found the man that I just knew worked at the company because I saw him once or twice here when I used to work here.“Oh, morning sir,” I told him.He looked at me as if food that just arrived at the table and you didn’t order it. I don’t know if it was because I didn’t dress to impress or what. But I just smiled, waiting for him to tell me what he wanted.“You are late. And I haven’t been seeing you here lately. Do you know how much work we have because you haven’t been coming here for the past month now?” He spoke, his face full of rage.I smiled, but before I could even speak he went on, “don’t give me excuses. I don’t need that. All I want from you is to work, nothing more. You can keep your excuses to yourself. Come on, we have a lot of things we need to get out of the track in the backyard,” he scolded.But I just stood there. It’s weird how some people were well informed about the news in town and yet other wer
“I suggest we all contribute. Because clearly the company at the moment doesn’t have that much money. After last months backlash I don’t think we can take more money from the accounts of the company. Least we fail to pay our workers,” she spoke.And now I come in. Luckily, she started up the conversation and not me. So, you can’t blame me for the all things.“I think we all have what to do with that money. Personally I have to run other business so my money can’t be put on this project. And I recently just bought those shares at a huge price, grandmother. I thought we were only share orders. What happens to the company is supposed to be handled by the owners of the company. The ones holding higher shares,” I looked from father to her.There was silence for a while. I looked around and we were only about seven of us. Father and grandmother included. So, I presume grandmother and father might be having higher shares. Hence, this concerns them more than us.“I support what he just said.
Everything went better than I actually expected. But I was not feeling okay about it. My heart was in pain. Was I too rude or both father and grandmother? Was I changing into some brat that thinks the world revolves around money?But again, I was just trying to do what I needed to do to make them see what they did. To make them realize what they were trying to do will not work on me. That was all I needed to do at the moment. Make them know what they did to me was bad. Treating me like an outsider when I was their in-law was not fair.Why was I not feeling good, though? Maybe I went too far with the stance I just did inside the meeting room. Father mostly. He looked sad and mad. Not at me, though. At something, maybe himself. He looked genuine when he was talking to me about me forgiving them for what they did to me. But I wasn’t just sure if I needed to do that. Knowing them too well, they were planning something that they will use against me. Something to protect no one but themselv
“Carl, I cleaned you armour and took it you room. You can put it on now. I think we need to talk to Thought about who made that armour. Have more of them made for you since you don’t like clothes,” Maria spoke as we walked into the leaving room.I looked at Carl, and he just looked me back apologetically. “Maybe I was a bit dramatic. But I never like these things. And thank Maria for the gesture. I would love it for you to talk to Thought about my armour maker. Unlike some people you are trying to help me,” he glared at me and walked upstairs, jumping like a little girl.What was that for? I was trying to help him and he came to me complaining about her giving him clothes to wear. And now he was telling me I was the one being unreasonable, and I was the bad guy in the story. That cat needs to learn to respect me more than the owner or the house and his owner.Maria looked at me as he laughed died down after seeing the way Carl jumped to his room. “How was work?” She asked as she took