As the sun peeked over the horizon, casting a golden hue upon the city, Chicago came alive with its usual bustle and energy. The streets, usually bustling with activity, were now teeming with life as workers hurried to their jobs and pedestrians filled the sidewalks. The air was filled with the sounds of honking cars, ringing bells, and the chatter of people going about their daily routines. It was a typical morning in the vibrant city, a symphony of movement and noise that signaled the start of another bustling day.Back in Baron Spears Mansion, his house was located in the mastery areas where no noise is heard aside from that of birds and barking dogs, of roaring tamed lions and sounds of powerful car engines.Romsey woke up to a calm knock on his door. He rolled on the bed, then opened his eyes with a soft blink before getting off the bed. He stretched, reaching for the doorknob, turned it gently, and his eyes beheld a beauty in disguise."Good morning, young master," a woman greet
Romsey peeped through the door and saw that the dark maid had left. He walked lazily into the long hallway that led to the exit of the main building.Ellen rushed to him, her eyes wide with concern. "Good morning, young master," she greeted with bended knees. Romsey replied with a calm smile that showed how friendly he was."Morning, ma'am. How's it going?" Some maids who weren't aware of his true personality continued in their business of the day.A guy turned to another who was pruning flowers and asked, "Has the billionaire's son arrived in Chicago yet?" Romsey walked past them silently without notice. It was obvious that Baron Spears had authorized the commissioner for media not to publicize the ambush that had occurred during his arrival in Chicago, to aid the police in carrying out their investigation.Romsey waited, a sight caught his attention. It was a man slapping several other men brutally, the sound of the slap echoing through the hallway."Never hand things to me without
Back in Spear's Mansion, silence filled the room as Seraphina walked in, her legs sweeping through the rugs that grace a part of the hallway."What was the riot about?" Mr. Spears turned to ask.Eleanor stood for minutes without saying a word. But then Mrs. Seraphina cut in. "Ask your son," she interrupted. Mr. Spears turned to her. "It's quite fine, dear. Let's allow it as it is.""But now that he has sent Brown out, who will finish up the decorations?" She snapped as she bit her fingers, her face swollen and tightened."I have taken care of that, Ma," Romsey replied politely, as he went up the stairs."Warn him not to take actions swiftly as it pleases him," Mrs. Seraphina snapped as she walked into the bedroom.The guards, who were already positioned for the event of the day, shared a puzzled look, their expression filled with confusion, but they didn't say a word until Baron Spears walked up the stairs."What could have prompted Brown to disrespect the young master?" a guard asked
The events had commenced. Several members of the Spears family sat as the DJ played calm Countryside music, its calmness surged through the faces of every member of the Spears family.Outside the Sprawled mansion, a fleet of expensive cars crowded the car parks, each looking more sophisticated than the other.Aurelia and Mrs. Seraphina sat head bent when Mr. Spears stood up to address the people; the hall fell silent instantly, his voice sounding calm and measured."Ladies and gentlemen, brothers and sisters from close and extended families of the Baron Spears lineage, it is my greatest pleasure to welcome you all to this esteem union." He paused to arrange his collar; the banners, which had Romsey's face, fluttered gently in the calm breeze that erupted from giant air conditioners. The room seemed to come alive as the whole corners were filled with guards lined up as statues.One of the uncles tapped another; he bent his head, and they whispered in hushed tones. Mr. Spears cleared hi
As Mrs. Seraphina graciously passed the microphone to her husband, the crowd hushed. Anticipation seemed to thicken the air. His initial confidence faltered, his words stumbling in the weight of their expectation. His eyes darted nervously, meeting the unforgiving gazes of the onlookers, a silent presence with judgement enveloping him. Sensing the tense atmosphere, the DJ swiftly transitioned into a soothing melody, its gentle notes cascading like a cool breeze over the crowd. The music enveloped the space, its calming rhythm echoing softly, a tranquil interlude amidst the palpable tension. The anticipation hung thick in the air, yet Uncle Brandon's smile remained unwavering as he savoured each morsel of roasted beef, chewing thoughtfully. His eyes gleamed with satisfaction, a silent acknowledgment that his carefully crafted scheme was unfolding exactly as planned.The scents of deliciously roasted meat filled the air, the centrepiece of the event climaxed as the greedy uncles devou
We don't play games here sir, his eyes turned to seraphina who was watching to see the next line of action.Romsey approached the MC, he gave him the microphone with calm stare."Ladies and gentlemen, permit me to apologize for whatever had happened earlier" his voice was firm. Eleanor looked at him in anticipation."I would like to spill the beans raw as it is, he added but then his father Mr Spears stood up, folding his arms in a curious stare. Romsey turned to Eleanor who was assisted by Ellen as she hands him a brown file with the Zenith's hospital logo displayed on it.Romsey opened gently, and the ID number with several stamps from high ranking doctor attached to the inner paper in bold letters. He brought out his information sheet, his true certified contact outlined, including his emergency contacts, insurance information and medical history. His eyes widened at its completeness.Dr. Jones Stuart received the DNA test result and it reflected on a wide screen displayed on the w
Eleanor smiled abruptly as the group cheered, Mr. Spears stood up with a grin that made him look younger than his initial age. "I'm proud of you my son" he exclaimed as he walked up the podium. Mrs. Seraphina's eyes widened, she couldn't help but give a frail smile, she knew that she must play along to hide her intents. The shouts of "congratulations" filled the air as Dr. Jose shook Romsey as he turned to leave the hall. His steps were majestic and calculated, his apparel flung around him as he moved. "This is unbelievable" Uncle Brandon shook his head continuously in disbelief as he turned to Xavier who was covering his face from the fixed eyes of the other family members. He shook him gently, his body responding to it, he raised his head with a pretense smile. "Cheers to him, he was just ahead of us" his brow lowered, the sadness on his face was vivid to be felt. " Next time we'll be more careful, Brandon murmured as he nodded. They both walked up to shake hands with the
The next morning's winds were swift as the day they'd expected came with a slap on their faces, the wind pulled and pushed the whistling pine trees so they bent and twisted as if bowing to a dusty demigod, their leaves and branches making the same sound as a football's referee's whistle.The cars were parked lazily in the driveway, Spears Mansion seemed lifeless, and the workers and maids were not busy compared to the other days.Romsey stood by the hibiscuses, giving directions, one had sunk in the pocket of his white trousers while the other pointed from item to item. "You'll be taking these items with you while you go see Mom at the hospital, she was rushed down there early today," he said to Ellen who was staring at him as though not understanding the language.Robson and Prince, the new decorator emerged from the hallway a sullen look shown on their faces. Mr. Spears had not returned, he and the daughters were at the hospital with Mrs. Seraphina. Romsey turned with a stare t