Mr. Ban was no longer as hot on the charts and as important a figure as he was in the recent past, so he could easily shift whatever appointment he was going to attend, in order for him to listen to Lucy. At Lucy's request, Mr. Ban went back inside the house, and into his study to have a brief meeting with Lucy.Lucy was wearing such a long face, that Mr. Ban secretly prayed that he was not in trouble.'How is your mother? Is she okay?'' Mr. Ban asked Lucy on their way back inside the house.Lucy nodded impatiently. Of course, if the problem was that her mother was not in good shape, she would not waste time entering his house to talk to him, as a matter of fact, he would have heard of such news without Lucy telling him anything, so Lucy dismissed his irrelevant question. Mr. Ban swallowed hard.Eventually, they got to the study, and both of them took a seat.''Uncle, did you have anything to do with the sacrilegious video of me and that former classmate of mine that made rounds on
When Lucy left with the salty attitude that she did, Mr. Ban's heart felt as if it was dividing in two. There was a sudden feeling that slowly crept into his mind, one that felt like he had felt it before. It was hate. Deep hate. But who was this deep hate directed at? Of course, it was the same old usual suspect and sworn enemy of Mr. Ban, Greg Chase. Mr. Ban could not even go after Lucy to ask her not to be upset because he knew that it would be of no use. The energy that oozed out of her at this point, made him a hundred percent sure that Lucy was not going to easily turn back to being his little princess of a niece. She had discovered too much about him, too much, too dirty much. While Lucy was stomping out of her Uncle's house angrily, Laura heard her footsteps and started to yell like a demented woman. ''Let me out! Who? Who's out there? Let me out this minute. Barter? Damien?'' Laura called. Lucy froze, but Barter was walking behind her, so he gently nudged her to go ahead
Mr. Ban's world was falling apart right before his eyes, and there was barely anything he could do about it. He was guilty. In which ever way he chose to look at it, he was at wit's end. It was as if he deserved everything that was happening to him. Lucy's little drama was the straw that broke the camel's back. Little Lucy! This same little Lucy that he was such a role model to. The handsome Damien Ban, when he was younger, could not afford to keep himself away from Lucy for too long, after all, she did not have a father, so he was her father, as far as she was concerned. This blow was too severe.She caught him with his hand directly in the cookie jar. Mr. Ban heaved a deep sigh after he had finished speaking with his sister, Margaret.''I told you she was going to find out sooner or later. All that drama you did by making that false video of her, has only given her a reason to fall back on if she dared to question herself about her decision concerning letting go of you...'' Mar
Greg had been seeing Lucy's calls, and the more she called, the more he shied away from answering her. He knew that she was calling to nag him about one thing or the other concerning his newly chosen path. ''Greg, this is not you. You don't have to be a gangsta like my uncle because of what he did to you five years ago,'' Lucy texted Greg after trying to speak to him several times, to no avail. Greg stared at the text message, in shock. What was Lucy talking about? Five years ago, what happened five years ago? Greg had not told her anything, so he wondered what she was talking about and why she was so confident to send him that sort of text.''I'm literally done with this Ban family, for crying out loud,'' Greg Chase said and tossed his phone away.What did she mean by what happened five years ago?Greg tried to make himself busy with other commitments, but it was difficult for him not to remember Lucy's annoying text. Now he was desperate to hear from her. He was desperate to fin
The waitress was bothering Lucy so much that when Lucy spotted Greg entering the diner, she could not hide her relief. Seeing the look on Lucy's face, the waitress turned to look in the direction that made Lucy breathe happily, and as soon as the waiter's eyes fell on Greg Chase, she scampered away immediately. Lucy was shocked to see this. Greg ignored the silly waitress and advanced toward Lucy directly, with a poker face. He only managed to flash a sly smile when he was very close to her. ''Lu...why are you bothering me like this?'' Lucy asked Greg as he sat opposite her, his expression disapproving of the fact that Lucy brought him out at this time, to this place. ''Why did she run away from you like that?'' Lucy asked, speaking of the waitress. ''Who?'' Greg asked Lucy back, pretending not to know what Lucy was talking about. Also, he did not imagine that he was so popular for the waitress to know him enough to run away the way she did. Lucy glanced at Greg meaning
''It's your uncle. He had a heart attack and was rushed to the hospital. The doctor said he has a heart disease...'' Margaret Ban said to Lucy. Lucy's eyes were wide in shock.''But...I just left his house and he didn't seem unwell...'' she said to her mother with a confused tone. Margaret Ban shook her head where she was. Did Lucy need anyone to tell her that it was because of her that her uncle had collapsed?''Come. Come to the hospital at third's...'' Margaret Ban said and hung up abruptly. She didn't want to hang around to give Lucy the chance to tell her that she was not going to be able to make it to the hospital, so she quickly hung up. Lucy's heart sank.It was one thing to be mad at her uncle for obvious reasons, and it was a totally different thing to have heard that he was critically ill, and not care about it. ''What happened? Is your mom okay?'' Greg asked Lucy. Lucy eyed Greg. ''My mom is okay...'' she replied with a somewhat nonchalant attitude. Lucy glanced a
Barter was demoralized.Had he not lost everything? The woman that killed his sister was still aboard and living freely. Yes, Laura was back in Mr. Ban's house, but she was locked up in a room, with meals being served daily and on time, and she lived like an average person would. But she was not an average person. She was a murderer, and she had to pay for her crime. Yet, she felt better than Barter. Eating and sleeping, and screaming to be let out of the room she was kept in. That was some guts, to think that she had the right to ask to be let out after doing such a hideous crime. Barter drove home from the hospital after Mr. Ban had been confirmed to be in a critical coma of which it was unknown when he would wake up. Nothing made sense to him anymore, and nothing interested him. He was empty. He got home and walked along the long corridor with heavy strides, likely making Laura hear him so that she could upset him and he would beat her again. After all, Mr. Ban was not around
At this point, Barter was in a maze. He left Laura's room with her suggestion ringing in his ears. Should he do it? Barter scoffed and shook his head. So, Laura wanted to meander her way out of the crime she had committed? ''Women...'' Barter murmured. But if he didn't allow her to try, what would become of Mr. Ban's empire? It was not as if Barter was so in love with Mr. Ban so much that he didn't want to see his business crumble, but the fact that Barter was under Mr. Ban's payroll. Barter could get another job, but it would not be the same as working with Mr. Ban. He had been with Mr. Ban for so many years, and he had incentives due to him as a result. Working for someone else from scratch would take him back, besides, he would now have to answer to a head gangsta, as he would no longer be at the top of the hierarchy since he was a newcomer. Barter shook his head. Mr. Ban had to wake up. He really had to, because everything was on the verge of going downhill. Trying his