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
Tell me more about it, son. He insisted, but Romsey seemed to avoid that part of the conversation. He lingered for minutes without finding the right words to use. His father's eyes switched. "Son, I want you to understand that whatever happened between your mom and I wasn't intentional, it was none of my intentions". Those words touched Romsey icily, he sprang up instantly.Yes, son" his father continued. " Back then I was young and rising, my father Baron, who is also your grandfather was a very strict man. He made all the rules you're seeing today." Romsey blinked his eyes in awe. " Also, I considered you a great mistake back then, so I had to abandon your mother in Canada and run back here, I never knew a day like this would come" Mr. Spears sobbed as he turned to Romsey, " I would want you to find a place in your heart and forgive me, son". Romsey's face clouded with hatred, veins thickening on his forehead as he stared at his father. " Yes son, I am very sorry. I tri
Romsey and his Dad rushed out, and two guards hurried behind, bewildered by the haste of the moment. "Drive, drive, fast please," Romsey ordered as they zoomed out of the sprawled mansion and onto the busy road, the sound of the siren blaring to show the emergency at the moment.Some minutes they arrived at the Evergreen Haven Hospital where Mrs. Seraphina was admitted. Eleanor first rushed out with her eyes reddened from several hours of crying. She sobbed on her father's shoulders. "She needs a blood transfusion, Dad," her voice breaking as she spoke.Mr. Spears and his son moved into the hospital, the guards following behind, their eyes strayed round the corners of the hospital, and several patients sat in the waiting room.They march directly behind Eleanor who was leading them to the room where Mrs Seraphina was admitted. Romsey bumped into a man wearing a long white coverall. His name tag clung to his chest, Dr. Hayes, his hair neatly combed back, he was the chief medical office
Back at home, everyone's face seemed to be brighter, illuminating with smiles, a moment of temporal reconciliation played in the room. Romsey returned to his room with ease, he climbed to his bed and tapped on his iPad, a message popped up, and he opened it, glancing at it, the name seemed to be a familiar one, it was Brian Alexandria, Fiona's relative, he had gotten Romsey's contact from Fiona's phone and decided to message him. Romsey read the messages in surprise, he had forgotten about Brian in haste as his mind was crowded with family issues. His lips tightened at a point where Brian mentioned that Lucas had bought his father's house and now they're patching up in a renter apartment, and that Fiona was promoted to a higher rank in the company where Lucas worked, Romsey knew the whole company belonged to his father and couldn't wait for a showdown once he returned to Canada. He smiled at the shock that would dawn on the Ralph's face after they realized that he was now the on
Romsey dashed back into the room, his forehead creased with worry, a stark contrast to his earlier jovial demeanor. As he entered the hallway leading to Mr. Spears' bedroom, he doubled over, panting with urgency. Knocking on the door, he pushed it open, finding his father engrossed in a newspaper."Dad, how could you?" Romsey's voice held a polite but firm edge. "How could you summon her to my room without a second thought?"Mr. Spears let the newspaper slip from his fingers onto the table, his expression shifting to one of concern. "Sit, son," he gestured, trying to soothe Romsey's agitation.With a heavy sigh, Romsey sank into a plush brown leather sofa, his gaze locked on his father, who struggled to find the right words to ease the tension of the moment."My son, I thought I was giving you the best gift possible. Her father, Senator Stout Mill, is a man of impeccable reputation," Mr. Spears explained, his attempt at reassurance falling flat.Romsey's features tightened, his eyes n