"Gentlemen, gentlemen. Listen to me. I was sent by scholar Kim. You can ask the princess what..." Christine tried to explain as they dragged her inside. She clutched the cloth that held the boxes to her chest,panting heavily. "Don't you know scholar Kim?. How can you be so rude to the servant he sent?"she remarked. "We might as well charge you with slandering Scholar Kim." one replied,grumpily. Damn it! She had agreed to come to the palace because of an handsome guard she had bumped into at the market. She thought coming here would give her another chance to see him. Damn! "Who's there?" a voice sounded behind them. They stopped dragging her. "Good evening, sir." the two men greeted. The man behind them just nodded, his eyes on Christine. "And who is that?" he nudged his head at her. "She's just a random girl trying to lie her way into the palace. She said Scholar Kim sent her here,but we know he would never send someone this late." The man tilts his head to the s
Christine left the palace after handing out the last box to the last princess. Could what Kim had told her be true? It doesn't look like the second and last princess doesn't like him. They, infact dotes on him the most, for them to have come out to receive the boxes themselves. What game is Kim playing?. Christine shook her head as she remembered how Juliana and Emily had reacted. Pure fantasy. Pure fantasy it is. Kim is definitely playing the playboy card. But,is that how much he wants to die?. .. In Lala's quarter. ~ Lala opened the box slowly and as soon as the chocolate's aroma hit her nose,she closed the box again. She drummed her fingers on it and suddenly giggled. How did he know chocolate was her favorite?. "Owww..." she pursed her lips cutely. If only this could be framed,she would hang it on the wall so she could see it every morning when she wakes up. She must have saved an hero in her last life..for Kim to have chosen her,the first and the least pretty
Present Time ~ **Edinburgh. Stephen stormed inside the hospital with Alessandro. "Where is the doctor?"he demanded angrily from the nurses at the station. "Please,calm down,sir. Did you booked any appoin.."one of the nurse was saying. "Shit! You're not deaf,are you?. I want to see the doctor. No,I want to see my grandson. Where the hell is he?"Stephen shouted. "Who is your.."the nurse wanted to ask who his grandson was but a colleague poked her rib and whispered something in her ears. The nurse gasps. "Oh! Mr Montessori?! Follow me,sir."she stepped out of the nurse's station and began walking away. Stephen and Alessandro followed behind her. She took them to the doctor's office. "Sirs,the doctor is in here."she uttered,bowed and scurried away. Stephen bolted inside the room. Alessandro stood outside. "Tell me my son is alive."Stephen rasped. The doctor stared up at the person who just intruded inside his office,ready to give him an earful. His eyes widened instead,an
"I was joking around."Laquan chuckled, jumpily. That means Kim's mother is a Korean. Then,how did she and Kim's father met?. "Mother.."he drawled. "I have been wondering how you and dad met." "I have always sang that music in your ears every night, during bedtime. I still told you two days ago."she scrunched up her nose. "What?. Oh,yes,yes, I remember now."Laquan swallowed hard. Why is Kim and his parents so close?. He probably cannot ask any questions relating to them again as they seem to have told him everything about themselves. "Kim,are you really okay?. Should I call a physician over?. To me,it seems as if you've lost your memory." Laquan bursted into laughter. "Now,that's the exaggeration side of 'tired'. Why would you even think I've lost a memory?. I'm just tired,and that's all." She extended her hand and placed it on his forehead. "Your temperature is fine."she minced out before removing her hand. "I already said I am good. Just a little tired. This little.
Britney was sharpening her nails, carefully,and stealing glances at the movie featuring on the television at intervals. Her phone vibrated on the table and she stared at the caller - Unknown. She declined the call,feeling unsure. She doesn't know why a tension is building up inside her. She tried to recall all that she's read,saw,or thought that morning or the previous night that could be the cause of that. However,she couldn't find a reason,at all. She sighed out. She cuts herself accidentally and she let's out a sharp sigh. She brought her injured finger to her eyes and gazed at it before sucking the blood. She winced a little. Why is this happening?. She closed her eyes for a moment of peace,then her phone's ringing tone blared into the air again. She grabbed it from the table,accepted the call before placing the phone on her left ear. She might as well vent her frustration on the caller. "Who is this?"she demanded,brusquely. "Don't be so rude,miss Britney. This is
Laquan folds his arms on his chest and watched as the boys moved around the room,picked up a cloth and came to place it on his body,then shook or nod their heads and goes off again to find a new one or another one to add. Quan stared down at the bench. They've picked up five clothes already. "You must be feeling anxious,young master. Don't worry,this is definitely not you squandering your cash. I heard clothes are good treasures too."Christine chimed. Laquan smiled back at her. They are going to get thrown out of the shop pretty soon. The boys added three clothes and that summed it up. The man came to measure him,with one of his boys recording his measurements on a book. He also picked the silk he wants the man to use in making the dress. Finally,they were done and it was time to give them money. But, "Don't you have shoes?. I think he should get two or three shoes also."Christine suggested. "We don't sell shoes here. But,if you don't mind,my boy could run down to m
Laquan cleared his throat and look sideways. Christine puffed out. "Eh?. Are you paying or not?"the man asked, impatiently. "Your clothes are beautiful. Let's talk about how good your silks are also. However,I don't think it would be fair if we are the only one to sight these beautiful dresses. Everyone here in Edinburgh has to see this masterpiece. How about you hang it outside?,like an artwork?. I don't think these robes should be worn. For justice's sake,let it be discovered by people."Christine expounded with a grin. The men stared at her with expressionless faces. She bats her lashes fastly. ... Ten minutes later. .. Christine washed the plates, sluggishly,with Laquan rinsing them in the water. "I only got to know that your title as a scholar is nothing but an empty title."she huffed. "They weren't even willing to listen to us. Ugh! We can buy their entire shop!"she gritted. She turned her head sharply to face Quan. "You are at fault also! Why didn't you said
"Okay. This is not funny anymore,miss Dora."Oscar's brows quirked up in awe. "Grandboss said he was fine. Also,why are you accusing me wrongly?" Dora chuckled, lopsidedly,before spranging up from the chair. "He is in coma; Isn't that artificial death?"she scoffed. "Wow,can you be more mean?. He was once your husband."Oscar scoffed. "Fake husband,you mean."she rolled her eyes. "Alright,sick brother. Take care, hun?. I belief I've accompanied you enough."she slapped his back gently. "Even though I didn't asked you to do that,i will still say 'thank you' "he nodded. Teodora let's out a scoff before leaving the ward. ~ Christine walked ahead of Laquan with her hands locked together on her chest. "Stop."Quan ordered. She snorted and halted in her steps. She spun around with clenched cheeks. "Let's get some candy."he said with a smile. "No need,master. I don't think I am ready for another round of washing plates."she retorted. Quan stepped closer to the shop and purchased two