Chapter 2
Lorraine despite being a very good girl, has always being shamed, stoned and cast aside since she was birth.
It all started since when she was little and her grandfather asked her what she would like to become when she’s grown up, and her response of ‘I just want a normal life with someone I love…’ she blabbed to him the fairytale life she wanted.
From that moment on her grandfather hated her, for not thinking about how the family business would progress, and rather a normal life. He termed her bastard and marked her with hatred, the hatred soon traveled through the whole of Hales’s Household.
Thus resulting in Lorraine to be hated, stoned, maltreated, bullied, treated like trash ever since she started her life. Nevertheless, she didn’t let all this get to her.
However, it got more worse when she began schooling, everyone also hated her. And soon, she’s the most hated girl in EastHill. No one would see her and not pick on her and throw her a stone. All this starting because of her grandfather.
Even when her very own mother invented a scar on her face, or different marks implemented on her skin. She still love them and hope they would change. That’s the kind of girl she is, she doesn’t see the bad in people. She still hopes that one day her family would accept her. And the world would change to her.
“Let her go!” Avon walked into the lobby and said.
A brief silence engulfed the situation, words couldn’t be seen in the mouth of Richard as he stared mindlessly at the man who shut him up. His aura emanating a different kind of dominion. Who could he be? He wondered.
Soon the wondering was clouded with anger, realizing how he had shut him up and the audacity he possessed to do that.
He glared at him with an easily detectable fire of anger in his eyes which could burn down an entire household. “How dare you interrupt me!” The anger in him was quick to reel about his tone as he yelled angrily at him. He pointed his finger angrily at him, “Do you know who I am?”
Avon took the stretched finger bending it backwards, “Nobody has ever pointed at me.” He referred coldly.
Richard yelped in pain as he stared pleadingly for him to release him, which he did. And now Richard was inundated with anger.
He waited for no response before shouting, “Guards!” Dozens of uniformly dressed men surrounded him, “Teach him a lesson.” He pointed at Avon again, not even knowing who he is.
The guards trooped towards Avon, attacking to take him down. Avon move swiftly, dodging each and every attack thrown his way. He move expertly catching their attack and using it on themselves and the coming rest.
In less than five minutes, all the guards sent to take him down was on the floor temporarily paralyzed.
Richard’s expression was overwhelmed with more anger mixed with fear and shock. How did he manage to do that.
Not backing down still, “If you don’t see yourself out of here man. I will fucking kill you, I will make your existence a living hell. Do you know who I am. My last name is Wilson..”
He flared up the more threatening Avon, who simply ignored him pushing slightly aside and stretching a palm towards Lorraine.
Lorraine looked up at him, trying to find his scheme for saving her. All she saw instead was a tall and powerful, yet gentle man stretching his hand for her to take.
Avon took her hand and pulled her up with utmost care. Softly, he said to her. “Let’s go.”
Hand in hand. They left the Hales’s Empire.
A multi-purpose vehicle without a license plate was waiting outside the villa accompanied by two men dressed in black suits.
Avon led an astonished Lorraine over.
One of the men started to say, “Gen….”
Avon waved a hand, cutting him off. “Take me to The Noble House. I have to attend to her injuries.”
Avon wasn’t just the powerful Dragon General of EastHill. He was a skilled doctor too.
And treating Lorraine’s scars and marks would be an easy feat for him. Because he had the perfect antidote for that.
The Noble HouseAt about 15,000 square meters, The Noble House was the most luxurious villa in the all of EastHill.
It had everything from the infinity edge swimming pool, to the gym room, the private spa, the cinema, the steam room, entertainment room, the mini golf course, tennis court, the yoga and meditation area, and the outdoor lounging area.
At the foyer of the villa, Lorraine was sat on the soft couch staring around the villa with disbelief. It resembled a palace more than anything. Ten times more luxurious than her household.
Avon knelt and lifted her veil.
“Don’t…”
Lorraine panicked and shield away. With scars crisscrossing her face and entire face she was a fearful sight. She doesn’t wanna scare him or disgust him. They had not even being properly introduced with each other very well.
Avon removed the veil anyway.
Lorraine was extremely nervous, her heart pounding out a scared rhythm in her chest. She felt so ashamed and disgraced, all she wanted was just to disappear and hide. Hide from him and away from the world.
Avon tilted her face up gently. It was a shocking latticework of scars and marks. He traced his finger gently over them.
His heart ached for her, knowing what she must have pass through to garner all of this on her.
He had a tender expression on his face, an unusual look for him. Almost in tears, he said, “Dear Lorraine, you’ve suffered so much.”
She didn’t have the courage to look at him directly, and only fidgeted with her shirt instead.
Softly, Avon said to her. “Trust me dear, I will take all of this away.”
Lorraine panicked again, still not looking up at him.
“Get me the medicine.” Avon stood up, barking out a command to whoever is nearby.
Immediately the door to the villa was bursted open. A few men in black suits walked in, carrying a few boxes.
Inside the boxes where expensive pills, tablets, and other types of valuable medicines.
Avon got to work, fiddling with the items inside the boxes and mixing some of them to form a salve.
Once he was done, he crouched down to Lorraine. She was still playing with the corner of her shirt. He took her hand in his rubbing it gently, but she pulled away hiding it behind her back so he won’t see the mark on it. Looking at the floor, “What…. Are you doing?” She asked in a quiet voice.
“Take a deep breath Lorraine, I need you to take off your dress.”
Lorraine bursted into tears and started crying and pulled at her dress clinging to them. With tears in her eyes, she said, “What are you gonna do to me? Please whatever you’re planning to do, I beg of you don’t. Please don’t do anything.” She cried out, thinking he was going to have her way with her.
I mean of what reason would he have suddenly save her and brought her to his home, if not to humiliate her the more and there’s no way she can escape this because she followed him.
Ever since what she told her grandfather, she had been hurt nonstop, plagued with nightmares, stoned with hurtful words. She cried every day, and she could barely remember what it was like to felt happy.
Looking at Avon she bit her lip, still crying. Tears pooled in her eyes and spilled down her cheeks.
Avon felt his cold heart thaw looking at her. He hugged Lorraine to himself, solemnly vowing. “I will never hurt you, or allow anyone to make you feel this way again. I will protect you with all I have got. I will protect you with my life.”
Lorraine was stunned.
Was he not going to have his way with her.
She was too stunned to dredge up a response to him. Instead she heed to his request, trying to take off her dress.
Avon released her, carefully helping to take off the dress since she was lame to stand up. Done Avon applied the salve he concocted unto her scars and mark.
After that he wrapped her up with gauze entirely, even her face. When he was done, Lorraine looked just like a mummy.
Avon guided to sit more comfortable and beside him. He carried her leg up placing it on his thighs, the leg were yet to have the salve applied on it or gauzed. He picked up another salve spraying it on it, after a thorough soft massaged, he gauzed it up.
“Trust me, Lorraine. Three days is all it takes. I promise you that you’ll be a different person after three days.”
“A - Are you sure?” Lorraine found the courage and managed to respond. Though she did not quite believe him.
“Of course, I would never lie to you.”
Albeit she can’t see Avon’s face. She could hear his voice. Deep, magnetic and gentle. It warmed her heart.
At the Wilson’s Villa. Richard was drenched in anger, as he marched into his office with fierce steps.“How dare him!” He yelled as he banged the door closed. He turned around walking over to his desk, with a drawl he dragged every gadget placed on the desk on the floor.
Angry steams blowing down his nose as he walked over to the flower vase placed beside the provided couch in his office on a table, picking it up from the table he smashed it on the ground. “I will destroy him! I will make him pay dearly!” He shouted grabbing the large television and making an unfixed throw that had the television screen shattering into pieces.
A knock on the door interrupted his tantrum’s moment, “Who’s there?” He seethed out loud. Glaring at the door for no reason.
“Young master, your father request to speak with you.” The latter informed.
“Is he on the line?”
“No he said to me for you to call him immediately you collect the phone. He has some important information to give to you.”
With a huffed he walked over to the door, opening it and collecting the phone and immediately slamming it closed again.
As informed he clicked the on button, dialing the recent number and placing the phone above his left ear.
With a crack sound that signaled the call as being picked,
“Hello father.” His voice came out polite as he greeted, unbelievable to the ears that he was just angry and destroying things some seconds ago.
“I heard what has happened tonight, but I forbade you to pull a stunt or try to revenge these days.” A deep calm voice spoke from the other end.
“But why father? I want him to die, he ruined everything and….”
“If you don’t want to die, then stop. Otherwise we’ll kick you out of the family.”
“But….”
“The Dragon General has returned.”
Chapter three Lorraine has never felt this peaceful and cared for since her little self gave a sincere response to her grandfather. No one has cared for her, none loved her, worse showed her some affection since then.She was deserted, maltreated, made her feel like an abomination, as if she was cursed, a disgrace and a shame to their family and their name. But then he entered into her life, filling all those empty holes at the small space of three days. She had never felt this cared for, no one has ever took care of her this way. He’s a blessing bestowed upon her. Her happiness for meeting him knew no bound. In the blink of an eye, three days had gone by. And those three days were the happiest three days Lorraine had ever experienced in her past nineteen years of her life, she replied her grandfather when she was seven years old where it all started. What response is expected actually from a little girl of that age with fairy dreams, if it isn’t just her grandfather being a balefu
Chapter 4 A brief silence engulfed the whole atmosphere with all gazes focused on Avon. He had just spoke as if he had some power. Many directed gazes on him speaks about how worthless he is, “And who do you think you’re? The worthless retired soldier against the Wilsons?” Vance let out sarcastically, accompanying his words with a chuckle. Avon simply rolled his eyes, “Watch it get done tomorrow.” He affirmed once more, taking the hands of Lorraine they both head out of the villa. After leaving the Hales’s villa. Lorraine was still in tears. “Avon, I’m so sorry. I couldn’t even defend our marriage, I’m so sorry.” She cried out the more.Avon took her hand. “It’s alright pretty one. I don’t want your pretty face getting stained darling. All I have to do is get the Wilson’s to be on your side, and your family will have no choice but to acknowledge me as their son-in-law. They won’t have a choice but to give our marriage a chance. “It’s the Wilsons we’re talking about Avon. Don’t
Chapter 5 “Oh no everyone, he is a retired soldier. He might perhaps know the cleaner working for the Dragon General, so maybe the connection can help in his dreams.”“I bet the cleaner doesn’t even wanna associate with him because he’s of no benefit at all.” “Problem solver should probably solve his own problems first.”They kept taunting him with mockery words. Avon knew who they saw him as, he knew how worthless of him they think. So he said nothing in defense of their jeers, and walked out of there in silence. Getting outside he brought out his phone calling his assistant. The latter picked on the first ring of the call. “Hello, General.” “I want you to send invitations to the Hales’s family for the party right now.” He said to him on the phone. “Noted, General.” And then the line went dead, Avon smirked at no one but himself before turning back and walking inside.Inside the villa. “So back to you Lorraine, before your useless husband interrupted me with his filthy laugh
Chapter 6 The Hales were thrown into shock, surprise at what just unfolded. Murmurs were the first to seeped into the atmosphere, engulfing everyone as Lennox picked the envelope and verified it was truly invitations to the party. Not one but many invitations, and that means everyone in the family gets to go to the party. This is a dream come true for them. Going to that party would upgrade their status in the city, they won’t be seen as a second-class any more, instead as one of the elite rich families in EastHill, they would have the opportunity to blend and make a future in that party; aside the other rich families that are coming to the party, there main target was the Great Five. Getting into business with them is all they ever craved and wanted, and this party might just be the ticket to that happening. Everyone gaped surprisingly at Avon, everyone of them too seeming speechless and unable to say a word, and that also include Abigail and her husband who were just bargaini
Chapter 7 Avon got home at the urgent request of his personal assistant, he had said to him on the phone that he had an urgent important information to share with him. Stepping out of his SUV he marched inside his Villa, going straight to his office and sitting down on his chair as he awaited for the arrival of the one that wanted him to be back. He saw his house in chatter, and total disarray, with workers trooping everywhere and placing things in order. The party he was having was in arrangement. “Boss.” A voice called, entering the office where Avon was at. Avon raised up his bent head, acknowledging his personal assistant who had just come in. “Yes, tell me what was so urgent I had to leave where I was?” He asked, impatient evident in his voice as he gazed intently at him. “Well I have found the murderer of your family,” he began, stopping his words and starring at the General with the look of permission to continue. “Continue.” Avon stated, getting his message from his ey
Chapter 8 At the Hales’s household was the entire Hales family gathered at the living room engaged in a discussion about the party they were all attending. Mainly talking about how they would have the Great Five Families notice them and initiate a contract or any discussion that leads to a deal with them. “Royce you go for the Wades, Oscar you go for the Jones, Vance you’re for the Wilsons, Charlotte you can go with the Stones. We already have the Parkers with us.” Lennox sat there on his private chair, assigning everyone to what they’re to do during the party, who to talk to and how to develop an interesting conversation. “About the Parkers, my husband and I have discussed something and we would like to tell you all about it.” Abigail announced suddenly from where she’s sat with her husband, her hands all over him and a dirty smirk playing on her lips. “What about them?” Vance questioned his niece sudden announcement. “Well me and my husband have decided to pull back the deal
Chapter 9 Abigail Hales Parker, a twenty five years old lady married to the first born of the Parkers; A well known and respected family, belonging to one of the Great Five Families in EastHill. She’s an arrogant lady with rude manners and foolish in nature. Disrespectful and likely termed mannerless. Most people refer her to the ‘Beauty without manners’. She’s a very pretty lady that indeed lacks manners. Abigail wasn’t like that growing up, the attitude and arrogance started when everyone started hating on Lorraine and marked her as a subject of bully. She became everyone’s favorite, even the uncle that wanted to hit her right now was among those that pampered her while growing up. Abigail wasn’t taught any manners, she’s made to believe that she can have anything she wants, and she can do anything she wants to anybody. Her grandfather gave her more audacity, always supporting her when she’s suppose to be corrected, always defending her where she’s supposed to be shamed
Chapter 10 “You all are horrible, Abigail is no better than any of you. If speaking even, she learns from the best.” Lorraine had voiced out in anger, the least her family could do is just give her husband a chance. A chance to prove himself different, a chance to prove them wrong. That’s all she asked for, all she truly needed from them to give to her and her husband. But why wouldn’t they do that, why would they keep degrading him at any given moment? Can’t they look at the positive side of things? Is it that hard for them to do. “Lorraine-““No! Not a word from any of you. Not a single word.” Her index shot up, cutting the words that were too come out of Charlotte’s mouth short. She lowered her eyes in anger, traveling round the room with hate and disdain emitting strongly from her gaze.“This same man treated my face, made me look this beautiful, when it was you all that originally invented that ugly look. Or have you all forgotten all the horrible things you all did to me? T
Chapter 167 Kory stared with confliction, now that he knows who she is. Was he going to rat her out or is there an agenda to why he kept quiet and gave her a subtle look of knowledge. She approached him with slow cautious steps, “Who are you?” Her head tilted slightly, her eyes squinting obliquely at him. “I’m not the Finn you know, I’m the total opposite.” He responded, bored and typically plained. “Then who are-““It doesn’t matter. What matters is joining hands to achieve our aims. Yours is retrieve the divinity surrounding Avon, while I came to claim his soul. That we should works towards and should matter.” He had cut her off, summing up the base of their plans. “You were going to frame Lorraine for the murder of your body right. I definitely can help with that, I will be the witness and use my abilities to manipulate things into supporting this plan. This would create a rift between them, a dispute you would take advantage of him and approach him to meddle with the conflict
Chapter 165 Avon returned to looking for Charlotte and Kory, hurrying with the search after assuming Charlotte succeeded in throwing Kory out of the house since the shouting died down. He felt a different aura around Finn, but could not afford looking into it as he’s busy with stopping Charlotte. He strolled down the stairs, arriving at the mansion’s frontal exit to see nothing but two of his guards standing there on random lookout. Kory and Charlotte were nowhere to be found. Avon moved closer to the guards, minding to question about Kory. “Have any of you seen Kory or Charlotte?” His voice questioned, immediately gaining their attention. Their head fell low in an instant, “No, General. We took post not too long, we have no idea where they could be.” The one of the left lipped a response. Avon sighed turning around and returning back upstairs. His gut kicked in, telling him something strange is going on. He wasn’t certain, but something just doesn’t feel right. While ascendin
Chapter 164Lorraine stood up from the position she was squatted to. Avon already went after Charlotte like he said. He could hear Kory’s voice shouting meters away and Charlotte trying to shut her up. “You’re not getting away with this, whatever it is that you just did to me. Give me back my body you piece of a useless shit!” She heard Kory’s voice yelling at Charlotte. “Fine bitch.” Charlotte said and that was the end of their shouting. Avon hastened his footsteps rushing to the direction he heard then shouting from only to see they were gone. Still looking around for them his eyes landed on Finn who creeped out from nowhere standing behind him. Avon almost jerked, “Finn.” He called a little weird out by his sudden appearance. “Where were you? How did you? It doesn’t matter, when you did you come back?” Avon took some steps backwards before inquiring. Finn smirked, a dark edgy one that has Avon squinting his gaze at him. “I came in not too long, I was looking for you.” He r
Chapter 164Faye walked in on the strange man rummaging for God knows what in her grandfather’s drawer. “Who are you and what are you looking for?” She asked, announcing her presence with her gaze sizing the man up trying to read his appearance. The man looked up from where he was, becoming aware of Faye’s presence as he brought up his hand that held a gun in it. Corking the object he pointed it straight at her head. “Hands up bitch!” He instructed, his finger tugging close to the trigger. Faye exclaimed with her expression as her lips parted in shock. Molten saliva liquid gulped down her throat as she slowly obliged to the man’s instruction. “You’re not gonna scream and you’re gonna come in further.” He beckoned with the gun, Faye had no choice than to step in further approaching him where he stood. “What is your name beautiful? Perhaps you can lead me to who I’m suppose to kill. I’m here for Charlotte Hales, and Oscar Hales.” Faye kept her ears attentive, arriving at the fron
Chapter 163Faye walked in on the strange man rummaging for God knows what in her grandfather’s drawer. “Who are you and what are you looking for?” She asked, announcing her presence with her gaze sizing the man up trying to read his appearance. The man looked up from where he was, becoming aware of Faye’s presence as he brought up his hand that held a gun in it. Corking the object he pointed it straight at her head. “Hands up bitch!” He instructed, his finger tugging close to the trigger. Faye exclaimed with her expression as her lips parted in shock. Molten saliva liquid gulped down her throat as she slowly obliged to the man’s instruction. “You’re not gonna scream and you’re gonna come in further.” He beckoned with the gun, Faye had no choice than to step in further approaching him where he stood. “What is your name beautiful? Perhaps you can lead me to who I’m suppose to kill. I’m here for Charlotte Hales, and Oscar Hales.” Faye kept her ears attentive, arriving at the fron
Chapter 162Avon and Lorraine left the kitchen to go check on Kory to see if she’s packing her things and leaving like they wanted. Arriving at the hallway they met Oscar who had on a forlorn expression and seated on the floor with his back rested on the wall. Lorraine signaled for Avon to go on and check without him while she approached Oscar to ask what was going on with him. His daughter is now fine, she’s very sure of it because it was her husband who healed her and made sure of that. So she wondered in her head on what could have brought him back to expressing quite a wide shade of sadness on his face. Avon didn’t went on like Lorraine had say, instead took a spot and stood there waiting for her.Lorraine got to Oscar as she stooped to his position. “Uncle what’s wrong?” She asked in a tone laced with empathy. Her palm reaching out to soothe his shoulder with some pats. “Nothing is going to happen to Faye again, she’s really fine now. Don’t bother yourself much about her, s
Chapter 161Faye arrived at the Hales’ Villa going straight in search of her uncles. Oblivious to the situation that Royce is admitted and Vance is dead. The house was uncannily empty with counted souls moving around scantily. She went up to Royce’s room, it was empty and he wasn’t inside, the same thing when he arrived at Vance’s room. She wondered where the both went to. Faye came out of Vance’s room going straight to Lennox’s room, he also wasn’t in his room. Seeing no one to question about the solitude of the house, she retreated going back downstairs where she would come across some maids to question about where everyone is. Arriving back downstairs and walking past the lobby that leads to the kitchen, the big door opened with a familiar face coming inside. She was on a wheelchair with a man behind her, the familiar face belonging to Abigail. “Oh hey Faye, what are you doing here?” She asked the moment both gazes landed on each other. It was hazy in Faye’s head, the perple
Continuation from the last episode. “Yeah.” He concurred standing up so both could be on their way to Royce. “But what if he is not the one? What if it is somebody else?” He asked keeping his eyes on his face as both turned around to walk down the passage that leads to their uncle’s room. “Who else could it be? They’ve planned to kill him, and if anything doesn’t lead to his suspicion it was yesterday at the same party when he announced himself as the Dragon General. That speech he gave simply said he is not the one to take things lightly. My father and his uncles came for him so he decide to take them out. That’s just my theory though, we should wait and hear from Uncle Royce what actually happened in that room. I also notice something strange.” Aiden was left curious hearing the last sentence of his words. “What did you notice?” He asked with his brows furrowed. “You know I told the maids not to clean up Dad’s murder scene, it wasn’t to call the cops but it was for me to inspec
Chapter 158Aidan brought down the phone from his ear ending the call with Oscar. He had called to phone him about his father’s death when he made a new discovery. Aidan went back to the room where his brother was, he tapped on his shoulder the moment he got to him calling for his attention. His head was buried in his knees as he sobbed quietly sitting on the chair. Grandfather was laid still on the bed with his eyes concealed under his lashes. “We need to talk.” His said, stretching out a palm for him to grab. “What is it? Look I’m very much okay with myself crying like this, I don’t need your stupid concern or console-““Shut the fuck up and come with me. This is more important than the stupid tears you’re shedding.” Aidan leaned grabbing his wrist anyways and pulling him on to his feet, he dragged the both of them out of the room.He took them to the passage where a bench was available as he sat the both of them down on it.“I really don’t think dad was murdered by an assassin.