"Why can you just get your fucking son from the Lincolns to end this once and for all, Zachary." His sarcastic response fueled my burning rage toward him and Celestine. "You said it yourself, I don't need him in my family. He's not mine to begin with." Bullshit! I clenched my fist upon hearing that coming from the person who manipulated everything. He used my three-year-old son to get on my nerves. Even convinced me that he was going to take my responsibility as a father to Noah because he planned to fulfill it. But in the end, everything was simply a part of his evil plan to get rid of me. "Of course, I planned to get my son out of that hell of a place. But that doesn't mean I will forget and forgive you for what you did to my son. Using my son to your advantage was the worst thing you have done in your life. You barked at the wrong person, Sebastian. And I'll prove that to you in the courtroom." I was about to turn around when something popped out of my mind, so I po
The next day, everyone in the mansion was occupied when I got out of the room. All the housemaids were decorating all the hallways with flowers and red carpets. Crews were also busy setting up their cameras everywhere. Some of the security guards were also roaming around to keep an eye on those unfamiliar faces. As early as eight in the morning, Jennie was already discussing with the makeup artists. She approached me the second she noticed my presence. "A pleasant morning, Mr. Fisher!" she uttered with a smile on her face, which brightened the mood of the living area. "Did you sleep well last night? I heard from the housemaids about what happened to your son, Noah. Congratulations!" "Thank you, Ms. Pineda! Yeah, I slept well last night because my son was sleeping profoundly next to me. And I couldn't ask for more." I humbly replied. "Anyway, what should I do for today's event? I am included in the interview, right? Where's Dad and Mom? Aren't they supposed to be here?"
After the call ended, I entrusted Jennie to get the situation fixed before the sun went down. I'm not ready for the world to know about me, especially my enemies. My revenge plan had just started. Once they knew about me sooner than I expected, the course of everything would change. "Yes, attorney? Good morning." I greeted him the second I answered his call. "Good morning too, Mr. Fisher," he breathed eagerly. "Please be informed that we will be sending a summon for your ex-wife later this afternoon. Are you sure we are not going to sue her siblings?" "Julian and Jelian," I coldly breathed out their names. "That's no longer necessary, Attorney. The best way of getting my revenge against them is to see them suffer because their family providers are locked up in prison. Julian and Jelian knew nothing about life survival. All they knew was shopping, partying with their friends day and night, and traveling." "Alright then, Mr. Fisher," he replied. "Mr. Stroem already r
Great! The school board did not even hear my side of the story first before they could come up with a reasonable solution to the issue. None of them asked where I bought them. If it was bought in the local stores or private ones. Besides, they never explained to me what exactly happened, or at least reached out to me last night that something bad happened to the students after consuming them. Why do I feel there is more to the story than meets the eye? They all got to be kidding me. And what? Half a million dollars for each student who was affected? Twenty-five students multiplied by half a million dollars would probably cost me almost thirteen million dollars. Are they for real? On top of that, I know they feel disgusted with buying everything I was selling. So, why? "With all due respect, Mr. Dean, what kind of damage did I do to be penalized with that kind of amount, huh?" I debated. "How can a mere employee who earned a bare minimum afford to pay each of
"Rest assured they will drop by your office tomorrow, Mr. Fisher." The Dean replied with his smile reaching from end to end on his face. "Looking forward to working with the noblest most important person in New York City. Have a safe trip back to your office. Thank you for dropping by." "No big deal, Mr. Dean. Please, take good care of the students for me, especially Mr. Llamas." Dad replied. I approached Dad as soon as the Dean locked the door of his office. Dad and Mr. Randolph furrowed the second I stood in front of them as though they saw someone who rose from the land of the dead. "Aren't you supposed to be in your class right now?" Dad blurted before he turned his face back to the Dean's Office. Mr. Randolph and I followed him as he started walking away from the office. "What's the point of finishing my remaining class when I already knew I was expelled from this school, huh?" "Who said you are already expelled? Didn't you hear what I just said earlier
"A-what? Half a million dollars each? Are you fucking kidding me?" Augustine's voice rose in disbelief from the other line of the phone. It appears that his sleepiness vanished in an instant. It's a reassurance for me that he would agree to my pleading. This mission tonight, I cannot do this alone. Augustine was the one who sold my merchandise to those bastards the other night. And I couldn't stop my heightened senses from telling me that there was more to the story than meets the eye. Whatever that is, I have to unfold it. "What kind of poisoning was that when you have to pay that kind of amount? They only have normal stomach aches as far as I am concerned. It's not that bad. In fact, some of them even posted to their I*, F*, and Twitter accounts last night. It would be understandable if they were on the verge of death, don't you agree?" "Couldn't agree more." The cold air that I just ejected out of my nose and mouth steamed every corner of the car I was in. "That's why you have
"Sounds perfect, but we must not forget you still have your job in the morning, and I had mine in my uncle's ranch as well. One or two bottles will do. Besides, I'm not good at drinking alcohol." "Neither am I. But we have something to celebrate tonight. Two bottles of beer would be perfect for a cloudy night, don't you agree?" I agreed as I stepped onto the accelerator and sped up the car, heading to the convenience store near my condo. It was the same store where the man who helped me catch the stalker. He hadn't told me what he wanted yet. Never received a call or text from him even if I had already given him my business and personal cards. Luckily, he was on duty when Augustine and I dropped by. "Good evening! Welcome to... Oh, it's you again!" he said. "You came back." "This is the only convenience store nearest to my place, young man," I replied with a smile. "We'll buy beer. Wanna join us? I have been meaning to ask you about my proposal." Before the man could answer my p
"You're a man with a good heart, Zachary," she continued. "I know you would do everything to protect your son from getting humiliated and discriminated against by those people around him when he grows up. Your son needed a Mom. I will sell everything we own to come up with twenty billion dollars in exchange, you have to help our daughter remember everything. What do you think?" I looked deeper into Roger's eyes, digging into something - something that could answer all my questions and concerns about their unexpected visit. He barely breathes out a word every time our paths cross either in the Lincoln mansion or outside. Preferably, his words can reach out to me compared to his evil wife. We may have had fewer conversations in my entire stay in the Lincoln mansion, but I understand him better than anyone because he was simply a minion. Divina had him in his neck, so his voice barely mattered at home or even at work. He was more likely walking in my shoes. So, I prefer
"At the count of five, you'd better leave the mansion if you dont want to see me in my beast mode!" Dad added before he slammed the surface of the table, which resulted in some of the plates and glasses nearby falling and breaking into pieces after dropping to the tiled floor. Before he could start the counting, everyone, including Mom and my cousins, evacuated the room in the blink of an eye. Their worries and fears have left marks in the air. I was about to follow them outside when Dad growled at me to stay on my spot. Dad was known for being calm and profound. Every time he gets mad about something, he prefers to address the situation in silence instead of threatening or yelling at us. Today was probably the first time that he let everyone see his wrath. "Bring that woman in an instant, Zachary!" Dad growled. "If you don't want me to kill that woman, you better bring that woman in front of me. Don't you dare trick me this time? I'm giving you ten minutes!" The ten-minute alloca
"Well, I mean..." he added, his voice calm but sharp. However, this time, his curious eyes were fixed on us in the backseat since the car had already stopped moving in the middle of the road. "Rumors in the office have it that the two of you were dating. Everything I heard was just rumors, wasn't it?" Jennie and I exchanged glances, both waiting for someone to speak up and tell the truth or lie to Mr. Randolph. "What you heard was not just rumors, Mr. Randolph. Jennie and I..." I paused for a few seconds to muster the courage to speak up. "We're married already. And we haven't told anyone about it apart from you." Mr. Randolph lowered his eyes to my hand as I reached Jennie's and rested them on my chest, showing off to him our wedding rings on our fingers. He will know about it eventually, so there's no point in hiding it. "God damn it, Zachary! What were you thinking, huh? Do you think marrying someone will solve something here?" Mr. Randolph yelled at us for the fi
The two followed and kept their distance behind me, similar to lost puppies. But I know their sharp eyes were fixed on me as if they were going to stab me with a knife. "Didn't she tell you she's going to cook dinner for all of us? Julian and Jelian will be joining, too. We hope you dont mind." Divina asked. "Not unless you two already told them about my identity, didn't you? I hope that won't be the case." I said sharply. "Because that would only fuel the rage and hatred I had for this disgusting family." "O-of co-course not, Young Master!" Roger obviously stuttered. "We may be the worst in-laws, but we already learned our lesson. Rest assured that your secret is safe with us, right, honey?" Divina nodded her head without asking further questions, making me feel at ease. As soon as we reached the kitchen, I was taken aback when someone I barely expected was helping Celestine. "Zachary, what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in your class right now?
And undeniably, a part of me wanted her to stay as long as she wanted. I'm not stopping her. Needless to say, I missed her so badly even if none of us could turn back time. I wanted to hug her in my arms tightly until she felt suffocated and play my lips with her just like the old days. But I was controlling every fiber of my muscle that wanted to do all that. A lot of things changed between us. I have already vowed to spend the rest of my life with Jennie, making her the happiest woman in the world. Above all that, we promised to be the best version of being parents for our son. "I dont know what the hell is going on inside your head, Celestine, but I believe your parents could have told you that we are no longer a couple, aren't they?" I replied sharply while pretending to be busy at my desk to avoid making eye-to-eye contact with her. She nodded. "Indeed, Mom and Dad told me that we were no longer a couple before I lost my memories. They were the ones who told me y
"That's enough, gentlemen!" Mom spoke up. "Someone died and yet you are blaming each other. Aren't we supposed to blame the one who killed them and find justice? Let go of him!" "We're so sorry, Mrs. Fisher." one of Dad's bodyguards replied, his voice barely audible. Without asking further questions, they let go of their clasp from me and strode to the corner. "Zachary, we are here to pay respect to Mom and Dad." Mom uttered, her eyes swelling up. "Your dad even canceled his appointments just to visit them." Right. Mom loves Grams and Gramps as far as I can remember. She was once a devoted daughter to them before she married Dad. She barely spoke every time Dad was taking over the floor. But her life turned into a living hell since they got me. There was this one night when she attempted to run away from the mansion - away from Dad, but she failed drastically. She was locked up for a few months in the dungeon similar to a prisoner. That's how wicked Dad really wa
Our uncertain journey began when Jennie and I nervously sat on the couch in front of Dad's desk while waiting for him to get back from his meeting. "There's still time for a change of heart, Mr. Fisher." Jennie broke the deafening silence and towering wall that divided us. "I'll be giving you ten seconds to evacuate the room before the chairman arrives. And before you would regret it for the rest of your life." Regret. Did she think I might regret something for the rest of my life if I tied the knot with her? Perhaps she already noticed or heard the sound of my racing heartbeats. "One." she began counting. "Two." I joined her counting inside my brain. "Three." "Four." "Five." Reaching this far, my heart skipped a beat for a few seconds, attempting to consider her proposal. I still have five more to be able to run away. If and only Noah could talk and understand the situation his confused father is going through, I could have called him and sought his
None of them even considered the fact that the statement was also applicable to me. "Someone like me, that's completely ridiculous!" I could not help but scoff inwardly in disbelief. Well. What else could I say? All my cousins were born with a silver spoon in their mouths. Lucas managed to achieve his dream at a young age. He became the CEO of his own company, and his parents could be proud of his achievement. His achievements also helped his sister, Layne, to achieve her dreams. She got all kinds of support from her brother and parents, either love, financial, or even connections. My other cousins, Mark and Chris, have grown well as well. Their parents supported all their dreams. None of them experienced being in my shoes. To get humiliated, mocked, degraded, and kicked out of the family. It's easier for them to say "Someone like her" because they know nothing about Jennie. I was about to defend Jennie when one of the housemaids of the mansion approached me and whispe
I slightly crouched closer to her with the hope of having a better look at her face but to my surprise, she cracked her eyes open. Startled, with no way of escape, I closed my eyes and kissed her on the lips. "What are you doing?" she whispered to make sure Noah would not wake up. "Go-good night kiss?" I defensively uttered right after I removed my face from her face. Then I cleared my throat to avoid the stuttering of my voice when I was about to add, "Good night, Jennie. Thanks for keeping an eye on my son. You can now get back to your room." Gladly, Jennie didn't ask for further questions about the kiss even if I knew she had all the right to confront me. What I did could have startled her too. She could have bombarded me with questions but she chose to shut her mouth and evacuated the room. I guess we're even now. She kissed me before, so I was simply returning the favor. The next day, I woke up alone on the bed. Worries and fears sent shivers down my spine when
Startled, Jennie hurried to my spot and helped me up. "Zach, are you alright?" she asked before she yelled at her brother, "Julian, do you have any idea what you just do, huh? Are you out of your mind?" "Come on, sister Jennie. That bastard deserved to get beaten, not just a single punch." Jelian hissed back. "Do you even have the slightest idea what that moron did to our family? You should stay away from that monster before your life gets ruined as well." "You should leave this place in an instant, Zachary," Julian ordered. "You, of all people, should know better that most, if not all of us, hated and disagreed about you being part of the outing." "As much as it pains you, Julian, but you can't just shoo Zachary out of this place." Jennie defended me, her voice sharp and sounded scary for the first time. "To begin with, he was not here to join your class outing. We also had our company outing in the same place and time as yours. In fact, we are in the middle of playin