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From Prison Bars To Gold Bars. 37. The Truth
Van was in an unfamiliar surrounding but for some reason, it felt like he had been there before. He walked around the building for a while before he spotted a familiar face. Picking up his pace, he chased after the little boy and ended up in an open field. The little boy walked up to another kid and even though Van didn't know who they were, he felt like it was his memory, like he had been there with them. He noticed a man in a black suit walk out of a parked car and headed towards both boys. "No," Van didn't know why but he could tell that the man was a bad person. "Hey boys, how are you doing today?" He asked when he got to where they were. "Who are you?" The younger boy asked. "I'm your uncle, and I'm here to take you home. But first, you have to do something for me." The man explained with a menacing smile. "Andrew, I don't like this man. Let's go play somewhere else." The younger boy tried to urge his brother but he wouldn't listen. The man handed both boys a gun and tol
From Prison Bars To Gold Bars. 38. Partial Memory Loss
"After my husband and I got married, we tried to have kids but our efforts were never crowned. Two years passed, then three, then five, and still I couldn't have a child of my own. I was really desperate to have a little one running around the house, so I suggested we adopt a child. When we arrived at the orphanage, I immediately fell in love with you. It was obvious that you were going through some things because you wouldn't talk, and the workers at the orphanage said your brother was adopted before you and it made you upset. Eventually, my husband and I were able to convince you and we all went home together. Van, I am really, truly sorry that I never told you about this. I guess I was always so afraid that one day you were going to leave in search of your real parents and leave me all alone." She covered her face with her hands, sobbing quietly. "I wasn't a baby when you adopted me, so why on earth can't I remember anything about my childhood?" That part was still a mystery t
From Prison Bars To Gold Bars. 39. Mother?
Van glanced at his mother and she looked away. "What is the doctor talking about?" He asked and she refused to answer. "Talk to me. Tell me! What is the doctor talking about?!"Ivy could see the anger in Van's eyes, but even deeper than that she could see the pain. To find out that the person who raised you, the only family you ever had had been lying to you your whole life. She couldn't imagine how painful it must be. "What do you mean doctor?""Well medically induced memory loss is mostly common in children. When a parent wants their child to forget something, they're taken to the hospital where intense therapy is given to such child. It basically means convincing the child that their memories were nothing but a dream, and to make things easier, a certain pill is given to the child twice every day until the therapy sessions are completed. Now this pill isn't isn't harmful to the child. It's basic function is a sedative to help children suffering from insomnia. But when used frequ
From Prison Bars To Gold Bars. 40. Secrets
Van's eyes widened when she said that. He immediately turned to the wonan who raised him and she averted her gaze. "You're…my mother?" He asked slowly, staring at the woman standing in front of him. "But…how? The article said you died.""I'm alive, but it's a long story." Almost like she just noticed her, she turned to Van's mother. "Grace? What are you doing here?"The other woman immediately turned her face away. "I think you have me mixed up with another person. I should go now.""What is going on? Do you two know each other?" Van asked. "Yes. That's Grace, she's my best friend…or at least she used to be." "You know my mom? That's not possible, she never told me she had any friends." Van knew his parents fairly well. He knew the people his father worked with, and he barely knew any friends with his mother. "Your what?" The shock on Van's birth mother's face was unmasked. "That can't be possible." The elderly man said. "Van, please forgive me." His mother said again. "Would yo
From Prison Bars To Gold Bars. 41. True Colors
"You heard what the doctor said, you can't come anywhere near my son." Grace said, blocking Sheryl from going to Van's side. "Your son? Grace, the fact that you are still standing here and not sitting behind a police counter is because I'm waiting for a detailed explanation…and a severe apology from you. How dare you open your mouth and call Van your son?""Were you there for him all these years? Do you have any idea what he struggled with as a kid? What he likes? What he hates? Do you know what his dreams are??You don't!That's because you were never there for him! Even long before I took him in, Sheryl, you were never a good mother. I simply did you a favor by–" Her words were cut short as a hard slap landed on her cheek. She opened her mouth to say something else but she wasn't given a chance as another hard slap landed on her other cheek. "Watch what you say Grace. Don't think for a second that I'm willing to let this slide so easily. Once my son recovers, I'm taking him home,
From Prison Bars To Gold Bars. 42. A Family Again
"That is Ivy, right? Ivy Wilson?""Yes, that's her.""She's your cousin.""I need to sit down, please come in." He walked back inside at sat at the edge of the bed. "Are you okay?""No, not really. So…so what you're saying is…Ivy and I are related?""Well in a way, yes.""Please explain it properly to me." "Van, are you okay?""No, no I'm not. Ivy can't be my cousin, mom she's the wonan I want to marry! We have kids together! This can't be true."Sheryl knew she was supposed to focus on the discussion at hand but hearing Van call her mom so casually made her heart swell. She smiled and took his hand. "Calm down, okay? She isn't directly your cousin. You see I have two sisters but one is adopted. That adopted sister is Ivy's mother. After she was born, you were always around her, You used to carry her around saying she was your baby–wait, did you say you were getting married?""What?""You said something about getting married and having kids."Van didn't even notice that he had said
From Prison Bars To Gold Bars. 43. Lunch Date
"Your grandfather started a little advertising business back in the day, Ads for life, or AFL. It wasn't really much but he was very proud of it. After many years of hardwork and dedication, he was able to make a name for himself in the business world. After his passing, your father took over and in less than two years, AFL grew into a company worth billions. He cherished the company more than anything and always dreamed about the day you would also take over, leading the company to glory. Now Van, that time has come."Van sat quietly, staring at his mother. She was asking him to take over a company that was worth billions, a company that apparently meant the world to his late father and grandfather. A company he knew nothing about. "Why can't someone else do it?""What?""Don't get me wrong, it's not that I'm trying to run away or anything, it's just…I wouldn't want to mess things up. I don't really know anything about this company and if I took over, I'd want to do a good job at
From Prison Bars To Gold Bars. 44. Let's Get Married
Van had already suspected that Elaine was going to react aggressively, the only reason he even asked them to come over for lunch was because he wanted her father to witness her attitude for himself. He also chose not to go to a restaurant so he could keep things on the wrap as much as possible. "You just watch me. Just fucking watch! You think I'm just going sit with my tail between my legs?! Huh? What, I'm supposed to say 'oh he said he loves her so I guess that means I've lost.' fuck no!!Elaine Mochi doesn't fucking lose!!Once I make up my mind to do something, then by God I am going to do it!"Van just watched as she kept yelling and ranting, slamming her first on the table every once in a while. He glanced at Eric and his face creased into a frown when he saw the expression on the man's face. The man watched as his daughter went on a rampage with a satisfied look on his face. His arms were crossed over his broad chest and he leaned back into the dining chair, a hint of excitem
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102. Abduction
Macy wondered why Ivy was always against her doing things for Jasper. It was no secret that she was against it when she mentioned having a joint account with him as well. Could it be that she knew something she wasn't telling her?Or was she just against her relationship with him because Jasper was younger?She would have to ask her once she went back. Just as she got out of the bathroom, a tall buff man blocked her path. "Hey pretty, wanna dance?""No. Now please excuse me , I have to get back to my date." She tried to by pass him but he stopped her. "What is it?""I'm afraid you have to come with me." He ordered. "Excuse me? I don't have to do anything, now get the hell out of my way." Again when she tried to leave he stopped her. This time with something else. "Does this change your mind?" He asked in an intimidating tone as he touched her with the revolver in his hand. Macy froze up, unable to speak or do anything else. "Now that you're calm, how about we try this again. Woul
101. The Club
After the doctor did one last check on Van, he was discharged and free to go home. They packed up their things, and Van was all set to leave. Since they had concluded that Cynthia had people that were monitoring him, Ivy decided to call Boyd for help. "This is what we're going to do," he started. "Since we don't know who those people are, or where they are. Van and I are going to switch our outfits, then I'll leave with Ivy and Van heads on a separate route to the hotel he wants to stay in. That way, people would think that I'm you, and they'd follow Ivy and I.""Wow, that's actually pretty smart." Van said after Boyd was done with his explanation. "Let's just hope it works. But why don't you want to complain to the police? I mean the drug she gave Van could have hurt him badly. You even have the test results to back your claims.""You're right, but Van and I came here for honeymoon. We don't want anything complicated like a police case. Besides, we don't know where she lives, we
100. Reconciliation
"Hey,"Ivy immediately perked up as she heard his voice. "Van, hey, are you okay?""Yeah, I think so." He slowly sat up. "Were you here all night?""Oh is it morning already?" Ivy had lost track of time but she knew she had been sitting by his bed for a while. "Are you sure you're okay now?"He nodded. "Yes. My head isn't hurting anymore, and I feel okay.""That's good." she had been worried sick after he passed out the night before. "Hey, about last night –""You need your rest, we can talk about it later.""No, please hear me out."Ivy had almost forgotten about it and she didn't even feel angry anymore. But for her to completely forget about it, they needed to talk. "Okay.""Cynthia told me she could help in getting Chris to stop bothering you.""What?""I know, I know, it was stupid of me to believe her. But I just- I thought she was being sincere. Or at least I hoped she was. We went to this hotel, but we only sat by the bar. She told me that Chris hired someone to try to get b
99. The Picture
When Van came around, he was in an unfamiliar room. He quickly sat up to scan his surrounding but that was a horrible mistake. "Argh!" A sharp pain shot through his head and his entire body felt weak. He looked down and was horrified to find that he was not putting on anything. With panic shooting through him, Van quickly got off the bed and put on his clothes and he rushed out of the room. Cynthia was nowhere to be seen and Van didn't know if he was supposed to be relived or angry. He was mostly angry at himself for letting her make a fool of him. He knew that it was a bad idea to see her, his gut kept telling him that something would go wrong, but he chose to ignore it, and now he was regretting it. He couldn't recall what happened between them–if anything had happened – but he knew that there was no way that Cynthia would have such an opportunity and not do something incriminating. Probably she took a picture of him and would try to threaten him with it in the future. He wonder
98. Trouble Brewing
Cassie smiled as she stared at herself in the mirror, finally she had the perfect face she had been yearning for. Ever since that day, since that moment, she knew she would have to do everything in her power to get what she wanted, and finally, she had it. She had waihed five long years for him, and when he finally came to her, she was still never given her chance. The world was cruel to her, too cruel. Then she realized something, if she wanted to have a happy ending, she would have to make it by herself. If she didn't take charge of her life, then rather than what she wanted, life would just give her anything it felt like. Luck seemed to shine down on her when she received a call from Chris saying that he had a very important job for her, and that job turned out to be her Van. She had finally been given her chance, and there was no wayshe was going to mess it up. ★★★"Cassandra Gardner," Van repeated the name, there was something very familiar about it. Almost like he used to
96. Sandra
A FEW YEARS AGO. "Good morning Sandra, it appears we're on the same team for our project." Van said as he sat next to her. "Uh g-goo–d m-morning. I-I l-look forward to w-working with you.""Same here." "S-so I was thinking –""Hey Van! It's time to leave." "Oh okay, I'll be there in a minute." He got to his feet and smiled at her. "See you tomorrow then.""Huh? Hmm." She nodded and he walked off. As Sandra watched Van smile and joke with Bianca, she couldn't help but feel sad. She wished she was the one he was holding, she wanted to be the one he would smile at like hat. Ever since her highschool days, she never had any friends. Her parents were okay, but compared to the other students, she was poor. The only way she was able to attend such expensive highschool and university was because of the scholarship her father arranged for her. She had grown used to being the shadow in the classroom, that one person that no one else saw or interacted with, and she wasn't complaining. Sure
96. Dangerous Criminal
Van paced around his bedroom, he still couldn't get Cynthia out of his head. There was no way she had been telling the truth, right?His gut feeling kept telling him that somethimg was wrong somewhere, he just didn't know where. Could she really have turn a new leaf and was genuinely trying to help he and Ivy? But if she were, why would she go as far as begging on her knees. If he was the one trying to help someone and they insisted that they didn't need his help, there was no way he would go as far as begging them. Chances are that she would just try to do something crazy again that would no doubt get him in trouble with Ivy. But what if she was actually being sincere? What if she could actually have some information that could help them deal with Chris once and for all. Their honeymoon would end on a sweet note. Still contemplating on whether his decision was a smart one or not, Van got dressed and made his way to the spot she said to meet her. When he came to stand in front of
95. The Encounter
"Yoo hoo!" Cynthia smiled and waved at Van, trying to get his attention. Van, who had already spotted her even before she saw him, pretended like he wasn't the one she was talking to. The second he laid eyes on her, he turned and started to rush off in the opposite direction. Cynthia was never one to take no for an answer, so she started to run after him. Just as he was about to get on the bus, she caught up to him and grabbed a hold of his sleeve. "Good morning." She said with a bright smile on her face. "What do you want this time? I'm honestly sick and tired of you randomly popping up out of nowhere and making my life difficult." He had a dry expression on his face as he spoke. "Oh come on, are you still upset about last time? Well don't be. This time I actually have something important to say to you.""Yeah, just like you did the last time too. Just leave me the hell alone, and stay away from Ivy as well." He started to walk away when she spoke up. "Aren't you tired of havin
94. Desperate
"Fancy running into you here."Cynthia almost choked on her soda when she heard Sandra's voice. The voice that had swept her off her feet. The voice she had completely fallen for. The voice that made her heart tremble when she heard it. "H-hey." She managed to say. "What are you doing here all by yourself? Shouldn't you be spending time with your friends?" She didn't give Cynthia a chance to reply before she went on. "Then again, I'm sure you don't have any friends. Just like back then, you're probably still a lonely weirdo, and that's the reason you agreed to take Chris's job. To while away your time. Am I right?The beautiful but lonely Cynthia was so bored of her ordinary, uninteresting life, so she decided to become a seductress. That way you won't have to be bored, and you can make a few bucks off Chris. It's sad. I don't blame you though. I can only imagine how tough your life must be. No friends, no lover. I mean, after everything you even failed to seduce just one man. I