"Wait up Snow. What am I supposed to see?"He came out to find a table filled with breakfast. He cleaned his eyes with the back of his hands and blinked. Nothing disappeared. The table was still full, and Snow was waiting by the window."What's this about?" He asked, his voice dragging Snow away from the window. "You didn't come down on time, and now they're gone.""Snow, who is gone?" He asked, with one hand on his waist, and the other finger massaging his forehead."The guys I told you about? They were watching the house for over an hour." He explained."Why didn't you try your best to wake me?"But as he asked the question, and Snow wagged his tail, walking past him to the dining table, he knew he wasn't getting a response for such a foolish question. The dog did try its best to wake him up. It wasn't his fault he was navigating such gory dreams, no encounters."Are you hungry or not?" Snow took a brief break from the bone he was munching on to ask."Did you do all of this
The Carter restaurant was packed full when Winnie Carter arrived at the building. Not wanting to be seen by anyone, she made the round to a more private area where she could meet her guests without the noisiness of the main area.He was already seated, waiting for her when she arrived. His bodyguards announced her presence. He rose to his feet, unable to stop the cheesy smile that overpowered his face. Lexington Grey in all his many years as a business man had never seen a more beautiful woman. His wife included.It wasn't just the way her long legs went on forever. Or her tiny waist, sitting atop curvy hips. Not even her face looked like something straight out of Mount Olympus. It was in her carriage of herself. It was in her unique smell that drove men's senses wild. Her demeanor was elegant and poised. Her aura was simply angelic. Male or female, you couldn't be around Winnie Carter and not be in awe."Good evening Mr Lexington." She smiled, taking his outstretched hands."Eve
"You're in the lab twice in one week. Please tell me you came to see her." Tobias said, coming out of the room behind the bookshelf.Elijah who had been pacing back and forth, stopped. "Did you put a stop to distributions like I told you?" He tapped his foot restlessly, his face devoured of even the tiniest hint of a smile.Elijah had come out of his house that morning, determined to stop whatever was being planned against his lab before it could escalate. He was halfway there when the news of the security and health department declaring the Crawford laboratory safe to open again was shared on the news. Between the former and the latter, he was agitated."I did. But why do you seem so troubled? It's not like anyone knows you own the lab producing these herbs." He said, peeling off the gloves in his hands, and replacing them with fresher ones."Did you hear the news?" He changed the trajectory of the conversation again.Tobias didn't answer immediately. Opening a drawer below one
"Elijah? Do you know who sent that?" Tobias touched his shoulders lightly.He shrugged his hands away, his frown deepening. "I have a pretty good idea.""Okay?""Dr Hill." He said."What?" Tobias moved back, shaking his head in disbelief."I was going to tell you this, but I almost forgot. The night I went to the Carter's for dinner, that wasn't the only place I went to that night.""You went to see Dr Hill." It was more a statement than a question."Yes I did. I got some pretty insightful informations.""No," Tobias shook his head, walking back to where he stood before. "You cannot let Dr Hill get to you. He's the most manipulative man I've ever known." He said, gathering the bottles to put them back into the drawer."I know. You don't have to tell me that. But he knows about me.""What?" He whipped his head up, unable to believe what he had just heard."Yeah. He's the one who placed Mum at the spot where you found her. He's been watching ever since.""So he knows about
The entrances to the Trust mansion were mounted by two hefty security officials guarding the ushers who checked the guests in. Since the fundraiser was always strictly by invite, to enter, you had to show the text you got.The whole process was quite annoying to many of the elites. Mostly because they were bidding for things with money that would end up going to charity. They didn't understand why anyone would sneak their way into the mansion just to spend money. It didn't help that a select few within these elites were never checked. They were the one percent of the City. No matter how rich one was, they could never outbid these guys. And everywhere, one person from the normal rich sector did try to flex their muscles. It always ended up in humiliation but never stopped another one from trying.The first of these one percent to arrive was Tiana Anderson, in the company of her daughters, Rhonda, and Laura Anderson.It had been three whole years since the last Trust fundraiser. Thr
Winnie Carter draped in a red gown that had a cape train, held her head high as she stepped into the Trust fundraising room. With her hands securely linked in her grandfather's, they made their way to their table. She pretended not to her the gasps, and awes as they walked past each table. It was the reason she hated public events, which was quite strange, considering the fact she was a fashion showbiz girl. "Shouldn't we stop and greet a few people?" Her grandfather asked in a low, discreet voice."No please. I'm not in the mood." She said, forging ahead.It was only when they arrived at the Anderson's table just behind theirs, they finally paused. "You look gorgeous my lady." Nathan Luxe wasted no time in taking Winnie's unlinked arms into his. Raising it to his lip, he planted a soft kiss on it."You look dashing yourself Nathan." She said her voice devoid of any special emotions.As her grandfather exchanged greetings with Nathan, her eyes trailed towards Kingston who had
"I can't believe that bastard is here. Who invited him?" Tiana said, unable to hide her disdain."Mum please not now." Rhonda reached for her mum's hands, but she retrieved them from the table and threw her face away."Mum is right, Rhonda. That disgusting pig shouldn't be anywhere near civilization, and civilized people." Laura spat."God! He's even coming over." Tiana's veins popped, as Elijah drew closer to them.He had taken his time to scan the crowd. When he found Dr Hill, the man who invited him, he didn't waste any more time going to him. The numerous pairs of eyes staring at him didn't phase him either. He knew he wasn't part of this world. This high society when everyone raises their noses at people like him. Judging a life they knew nothing about by its surface. Regardless, he wasn't deterred. Like always, there were more important things to focus on.He arrived at Dr Hill's table, and the older man welcomed him with a smile. "You came." He said, stretching out his ha
"Is that Avery?" Laura gasped, and that's when Elijah turned.At the same time, Avery Trust raised her head. Their gaze met, and held, with Elijah's eyes widening, while remained squinted. "Remember who you are Elijah." Her voice wafted around his ears. It was her right? Was she playing games with him again?"What did you run from Elijah?" Tobias' voice followed.He fought the wave as hard as he could. But in all his twenty-eight years in this world, he had never won against it. As his eyes closed, he was transported back in time.FLASHBACKELIJAHI sat on my chair, at my desk, reminiscing in my diary. If I didn't write it, there was every possibility I would forget. I had a big brains for my age, yet somehow, memories were a fuzzy fragile thing I had to hold on to, less I never remember. As I stared into the blank paper thinking of what happened the previous day so I could write about it, she walked past. At first, I thought my mind was playing tricks on me, so I blinked.