Ryan got to his apartment at Bathwick Drive, and when he got there his bags were outside, he was shocked and a written note was placed on his bag. It was a quit notice, for him to vacate the apartment.
His landlord was able to get his property outside after getting a court order. Ryan had not paid for a long time and had been sneaking in and out of the building.His uncle has been in the hospital for months and all his money has been used to pay his uncle's medical bills.He didn't know whether to feel anger, pain or disappointment. In less than five hours he has lost his job, was betrayed by his girlfriend and is now homeless. He had no other place to stay and he couldn't stay at the hospital with his uncle and didn't want his uncle to know he had been sacked or chased out of the house.He was still thinking of how to get money to save his Uncle, he didn't mind doing anything even if it meant doing something illegal. All he wants is to make sure his uncle is alive.The thought of going over to his rich friend, Andrew Murphy, came to his mind. He immediately strode out of the building and kept his bag under one of the staircases. He rushed towards Auburn Lane.He got Andrew's place, Andrew owns a nightclub called Stellar Groove Club. He is from an influential and rich family. His father, Mr. Steven Murphy owns Quantum Dynamics Inc. one of the best tile manufacturing companies in Brentwood.He arrived at the nightclub, it was filled with people and some were still standing outside, Andrews clubhouse is the best clubhouse in Brentwood and he could hear music coming from the building. Ryan was still in his delivery clothes and sweating, he was breathing heavily and one could tell he came to the club running.He met one of the security guards, who knew him and asked about his boss.Ryan has been to the club on several occasions, but that was when he came to deliver the package Andrew received through their delivery shop.The security picked up a phone from his Pant pocket and dialed His boss's number.“Hey, boss, Ryan is here to see you.” the security guards said.“Bring him to my office,” Andrew commanded. The security signaled another security to cover for him, so he could lead Ryan to Andrew's office.They strode past the crowd as they moved to Andrews's office. They arrived at the office, Andrew was busy, so he told the girls in his office to excuse him so he could talk to his friend Ryan.Ryan and Andrew have been friends since childhood but Andrew's parents have been against their friendship, they even sent Andrew to another city to study just to keep him away from Ryan. Since Andrew came back to Brentwood they haven't been on good terms as before.He ordered the security to leave them alone.He was seated on his velvet chair, he stared at Ryan from head to toe, he was breathing fast and sweating. He looked tattered.“Hello Ryan, how are you doing?” Andrew asked with a smile on his face.Ryan took a deep breath before answering the question “I'm fine…..not fine,” he said, with his face etched with worries.Andrew looked at him in confusion placing his hands across his chest.“What is it, why are you not fine,” Andrew asked.“I need your help, my uncle is in the hospital and we need money for his surgery, the doctor said we need fifty thousand dollars,” Ryan said. He continues “I need it urgently or my uncle will die and I can't allow him to die, he is the only family I have left. Please, help me out. ” Ryan said.“I will work in the clubhouse or do anything for you.”Andrew was confused by Ryan's words. He laughed loudly, his laugh got Ryan ogling around the room to be sure it was just the two of them that were sitting in the room.Andrew once told Ryan to leave his delivery job and come work for him at the clubhouse, but Ryan rejected it, cause he didn't want to work in a clubhouse after his uncle warned him. “You will work at the clubhouse or do anything,” Andrew asked.“Yes, please I need to save my uncle's life.” Ryan pleaded.“I don't have any job at the clubhouse, but I have a job for you, I want you to help me deliver something to someone,” Andrew stated.Ryan hesitated for a moment thinking of what Andrew wanted him to deliver, but that's not important to him, what is important is getting the money for the surgery.Andrew picked up the intercom and dialed for his assistant to come over. The assistant Richard came inside with two other hefty security guards.“Will I get the money now or after the delivery?” Ryan asked.Andrew furrowed His brow, as he gazed at Ryan.“For the money, I will pay you half now and I will send the remaining half after you have delivered the goods for me.”“Hand him over the package and the location," he ordered the assistant manager to give him the package and the address of the location.“I have sent it,” he said, as the assistant manager showed the receipt of payment.“Okay.” He said.His mind was full of excitement for the first time in some hours, knowing he would be getting the full payments after making the delivery.“Deliver my goods in one piece, You need to go now, the client will be there in an hour,” he ordered.Ryan quickly got up and grabbed the package from Andrew's assistant. He was running fast holding the package, he didn't care about what was happening around him or if someone was looking at him.He was in a rush to deliver and not keep Andrew's client waiting.“Uncle you will not die, I have got the money, I will save you,” he said to himself as he ran to make the delivery.Ryan ran and It was like he was out of breath, bending to his knees with his two hands.He got to the location given to him, he spotted a Ford Explorer driving towards him. He stood still not to cause any problems.The car parked some miles away from him, and a hefty man came out from the front seat of the car. He was dressed in a black suit and wore a black shade to cover his eyes. Ryan was a bit scared but had to summon the courage to face them.He had skill in martial arts and he could defend himself in case of any conflicts.The hefty man came closer to him, Ryan's eyes were roaming around the environment to be sure no other car or person was coming again.“Are you R.B., did Andrew give you our package?” the man asked in a deep voice.He looked at Ryan from head to toe, he was looking tattered and was breathing heavily.“Yes.”He nodded intermittently .“Can I take a look?” The man asked as he stretched his hand to collect the bag from Ryan.He handed over the bag which contained th
“Hello…..Hello…..” he screamed again into the phone.“What do you want?” Andrew asked.“Andrew, I did the job and you didn't send the money for my uncle's treatment,” he said, with his voice brimful in anger.“Hello, Andrew.”Andrew chuckled.“Do you think a low life like you deserves such an amount of money?” he taunts.His eyes widened in shock and his eyes reddened in anger.“Andrew, you deceived me into doing a job for you and you did a fake transaction,” Ryan uttered.“Why Andrew, why.” Ryan's eyes were brimming with frustration and anger.“Your uncle doesn't deserve to be alive,” Andrew stated.“What!!! He exclaimed.“You killed my uncle, Andrew, you will suffer for this, you will pay for what you have done.” Andrew Laughed out loud over the phone.“A pauper like you threatened me, do you know I can make you rot in jail or I can get you killed with just a blink of my eyes? Andrew said.“I will deal with you, I promise. You will pay for it.” Ryan said in a tone of finality.He c
The server interrupted the conversation, “Sorry for the delay sir,” she said in an apologetic tone.Ryan's eyes were fixated on Joseph as he wanted to know what he had to say before the lady interrupted.But Joseph looked at the lady, signaling her to go. Before turning to continue his conversation with Ryan.“What is the name of their son?” Ryan asked In curiosity.“The name of their son is Ryan Baker," Joseph said.Ryan gave a light laugh.“I'm not the only Ryan baker in Brentwood, and there are other Ryan bakers out there who might have the same birthmark as mine and the same necklace," Ryan said.“Mr. Fred Baker had the same birthmark on his left shoulder and he gave the necklace to his son when he was two years old,” Joseph said.“Mine is on my right shoulder,” Ryan said.“You are the real Ryan Baker, I have been following you for a while now.”“You don't belong to the street, you belong in a place of power, affluence and wealth.” Joseph Said.Ryan stared at him with confusion wr
“Welcome home young master.” the servants said in unison.Ryan's eyes widened in surprise at the number of servants that had bowed before him.He alighted from the car and walked past them as they moved towards the entrance of the big mansion. The flowers were scattered along the path creating a beautiful and fragrant carpet as Ryan walked.His expression was mixed with happiness and joy. He never thought a day like this would ever come when he would be treated like a king.The servants ushered them inside the mansion, the house was the most beautiful place Ryan had been to, with nice marble tiles and artwork hung around the living room.He sauntered around the living room to catch the ambience of the mansion, he stared at each artwork that was hung on the wall and finally stood in front of a portrait, it was a portrait of a man who looked like Him and had the same necklace and his name boldly written “Fred Baker” underneath his picture and beside it was that of a woman with her name
Ryan inhales and exhales deeply, before uttering a word.“I grew up with my uncle Mitchell in Bathwick Drive,” Ryan retorted.“So where is your uncle Mitchell?” Mr. George asked. “He is dead,” Ryan replied, with worries etched on his face.Mrs. Ashley was about to say something but she was interrupted by Mr. Caleb.“Can we eat In peace?” Mr. Caleb asked.Mr. George and his wife frown at Ryan, They are not happy with his return, and it will spoil their plan of taking over the companies.Ryan saw the looks on their faces and noticed that his uncle George and his family were not happy with his return.After the meal, Mr. Caleb ordered Ryan to meet him in his home office. He smiled at Ryan, Ryan's mother tapped him on his shoulder and ordered him to eat his food so it wouldn't get cold.******* Mr. Caleb was seated on his leather chair, While Ryan sat opposite his desk. The office was filled with files and portraits of his three wives and children.“Ryan, How are you?” he asked.“I'm fin
Ryan looked at her in disgust, with his eyes brewing in anger.Victoria works in the event marketing department, as an event planner for buzzworthy media.Victoria stood in front of Ryan with her hands folded on her chest and she looked at him from head to toe, Ryan was looking handsome and smelled nice but she knew Ryan couldn't afford anything he was putting on. She felt maybe he had gone to borrow it from his rich friend Andrew or any laundry agency just so he could apply for a job because there were vacancies in the media house.“I asked you a question, what are you doing here, we don't have a job for pauper.” She uttered. Ryan gnashed his teeth, as he gave her a cold look.“I'm here for something important and not you,” he said, his anger rising.“Who would want to see someone like you, I guess you came to apply as a cleaner, it would suit you.” She said laughing out loud.“Mind the way you talk to people, You might end up losing your job.” He said.Victoria's expression was en
The whole house was silent as they all stared at each other.“Can you please say something?” Mr. Simpson mumbled.“I lost my job.” she finally uttered.“You did what?” Mrs. Vanessa said, with her face reeled In confusion.“How come, what did you do?” Reuben asked.Tears stream down Victoria's eyes, as she stares at her family members who are standing staring at her. “Ryan is the new CEO of the media house,” Victoria said, with her voice barely above a whisper.“Which Ryan?” Mr. Simpson asked.“Hold on Victoria, you mean Ryan your Ex-boyfriend,” Reuben said.“Yes!! She said as she nodded intermittently.The house was filled with awkward silence as they all stared at each other for a while.The maid walked in to inform them that dinner was ready, Mr. Simpson, his wife and son Reuben walked to the dining table to eat but Victoria stood up and went to her room. They stared at her as she scurried towards the staircase heading up to her room.Her mom tried calling her back but she didn't
It was nine o’clock the following morning, and Ryan thought about visiting an old friend. He wore a sweatshirt and a black jean, with a black sandal. He was accompanied by his butler Nicolas and two hefty guards who were in another car that trailed behind them. They arrived at the express cargo building. It was busy as usual, People were going in and out of the building either to send or receive a package.Ryan alighted from his Ford SUV, as he hurried towards the entrance of the building, he met some of his old colleagues. They were surprised to see him, he waved at them as he walked towards the manager’s office, Mr. Michael Hall.Mr. Michael Hall was standing outside giving instructions to some new employees when he saw Ryan. He told his assistant to continue from where he stopped while he walked towards Ryan, whose eyes were roaming around the premises.“What are you doing here?” Mr. Michael asked.“I thought I warned you not to step foot here again.” Ryan gave Mr. Michael an e