Harlan turned to face the person who had grabbed him by the collar. He had never seen those types of people on campus before. They had this tough looking appearance that would probably make you shiver if you come face to face with them.
Harlan frowned, "what do you think you are doing?""Look at this idiot asking senseless questions! Don't pretend as if you don't know who they are!" Larry stood up quickly, massaging the back of his head."I don't want you holding my cloth, man," Harlan told one of the tough looking guys holding his shirt. He did a quick count and realized that they were about five of them, all dead looking."You are in trouble for embarrassing Cecilia. That should explain a lot to you if you are the type who uses your brain," the guy holding Harlan by the collar said."Oh, she sent you? She could have come to me by herself and told me that by herself. I guess she isn't bold enough."Harlan was only surprised for a moment before he dashed out, after Elizabeth. He found her on the way to the lecture room and grabbed her by the wrist forcing her to a stop."What was that?" He demanded angrily."What was what?" Elizabeth asked quietly, wondering why Harlan looked like a defeated soccer player."What did you do there?" "I saved your face.""Did I send you to do that? Can't you tell when not to interfere in someone's business? Why did you choose to poke nose into my affair?" Harlan asked furiously.Elizabeth was too surprised to be angry, she just folded her arm and continued staring at Harlan."I could have helped myself out in a grand style if you hadn't interfered!" He yelled."And, don't think because you know who I am you can try to treat me like you know everything about me," Harlan warned."I am sorry about that," Elizabeth p
"You still have the guts to talk in that rude and stupid manner after all you have done to Cecilia?" A red hair guy plunged at Harlan, growling as he held Harlan by the collar of his shirt."You are very stupid for pretending as if nothing has happened!""Well, he could be jealous. Since his parents don't have any organization that is well known, he is after other parents' own, trying to pull it down," another person said sarcastically.Angrily, Harlan yanked off the guy's hand from his collar, his brows up in the air, he stared at Cecilia."Would you explain what is happening here?" Harlan stared hard at her.Cecilia was confused. If the guys she sent had really gotten Harlan expelled, he wouldn't have any confidence to talk to her. "Dumb man, just pack your things and go out now. I doubt you have anything here anyway," the red haired guy shouted at Harlan."Are you her mouth piece?"
Harlan decided to skip the class as going back to the lecture room was not going to do him any more good. He would not even be able to concentrate if he went back there. He decided to test a few of the cards that Mr Smith... Hmmm... His father had given him."Harlan...!" He heard someone shout. He turned in the direction of the voice and saw Elizabeth walking toward him. At first, he wanted to frown at her before ignoring her completely but he realized that at least she had helped him the other time. If she had not intervened, Elizabeth's Father would have known who he was. So instead of frowning, he stopped walking and waited for Elizabeth to get nearer.Although Harlan had noticed some people walking behind Elizabeth, he didn't know they were coming with Elizabeth until they drew nearer and they were still coming with her."I tried looking for you in class but were not there," Elizabeth said softly
Mr Wilkinson wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief which he dabbed back into his pocket. Despite the cold weather, he was sweating heavily."What am I going to do?" He asked his personal assistant for the hundredth time that day."Do you really say the Keith and Mint firm turned down the case?" The personal assistant, who had taken off his coat and was hanging it on the chair, asked in confusion."Where are your ears? Didn't you hear me saying that Harlan Smith called me and told me that the case had been withdrawn?" Mr Wilkinson shouted at his personal assistant who trembled at the way his boss was shouting."Sit, we could go to Keith and Mint and see Mr Smith..." The personal assistant started to say.Mr Wilkinson laughed dryly, "what type of person sees Mr Smith just because of something like this? We would never be allowed to get past the gate.""I am just saying that this company i
Harlan took a deep breath after the call had ended. He dialed Jack's number, who answered the call almost immediately."Check out one of the best schools two cities away from here and prepare a transfer letter for five guys. I would send you their name later," Harlan said as he strolled out of the campus. "Okay, Sir. I see you are going out already. Should I drive toward you?" Jack asked at the other end."No. I will call you when I am ready to go home.""I get that Sir," Jack said at the other end.Harlan decided to get a few clothes to see if people would stop looking down on him if he goes to some important outing like he had to the day before.He navigated to the browser on his phone and searched for the best place to get clothes. A lot of them fascinated him because of the ways each mall was advertised in a unique way. He finally decided to go to the one that interested him most.
He swallowed hard before taking his eyes from Justin's direction. He remembered how Justin had insulted him a few minutes ago."I don't know him." Harlan finally said, looking away from Justin, at the same time, almost hating himself for having this heart of compassion.Justin looked, eyes widened at Harlan, not believing what he just heard."Harlan. It's me, can't you see me?" Justin asked, hurt."I don't know you," Harlan said again."Come on, I was only kidding the other time. I didn't mean what I said. This is the time when the brotherhood bond that we both share should be strengthened. Help me get out of this mess!" Justin said desperately.Harlan cleared his throat and looked at Justin as if he was just seeing him for the first time all his life. In his mind Harlan was like 'brotherhood my foot'."I don't know you, man. If you need someone to apologize on your behalf, go meet som
Mr Smith yawned and rubbed his eyes, closing them for a moment before opening them again. He sent the last order to his personal assistant and swirled the chair he was sitting on around.He felt as if his brain was going to shut down all activities soon. Used to that feeling already, Mr Smith rubbed his eyes again. He had dark circles around his eyes for not having had enough sleep throughout the week.He turned to one of the laptops on the table and punched in a few commands on it. His brain that felt as though it was going to shut down soon became alert as he watched his son. Mr Smith had been unable to watch the several videos of Harlan that had been sent to him during the week because of his tight schedule. He soon watched it to the scene where Harlan had gone to the meeting and almost fell because he took a sip of vodka. Mr Smith didn't know when he started laughing. He couldn't imagine that someone existed who couldn't handle his drinks well. He replayed the scene several times
"I will go take a shower now that I have remembered it. After dinner, we could try having a drink together," Mr Smith said, standing up and feeling some weakness in his knees. He felt bad having heard that Harlan hates his father but he couldn't make the conversation longer than that, less Harlan becomes suspicious and that was the last thing he wanted at the moment.Harlan wondered if he had made Mr Smith angry because he mentioned his father. He watched him ho inside."Damn it. I shouldn't have mentioned that," he muttered to himself and ran his hand in his hair.Later in the night after they had both had dinner, they sat on the rooftop with a few bottles of vodka and two glass cups."The night looks great," Mr Smith muttered.He had always imagined how it felt to come back home at the weekend to his family and just do nothing but watch the shooting stars and anything that caught his interest."Yes
"The award of the best student in this graduating set goes to… before I call his name, I would like to add that he is the most handsome guy I have ever seen on earth —because I see a lot of things in my imagination. Combine his handsomeness with his being a genius and you have…" "Harlan Smith!" The audience and the graduating students shouted, completing the MC's sentence for him. Harlan came on to the stage, dressed in an academic gown. "Hey, Harlan, where is your cap?" Mr Healy asked in a whisper as he was about to hand over the prize to him. "Mrs Smith is wearing it," he said. "Now, you have to snap this picture without the cap," Mr Healy pretended to sulk. "Even with that, I still stand out," Harlan said and smiled. Mr Healy smiled and handed him the prize as camera light flashed on him. The MC called on Mr Healy to give his speech after prizes had been handed over to students that merits it. Mr Healy was given a standing ovation as he stood up from his seat in t
Harlan dropped the envelope containing all the cards on the table. On the same table was his car key, his ATM card and a note which read: goodbye. Thank you.He remembered the exciting feeling that he felt on the day Mr Smith gave him those cards. He shook his head quickly to get rid of the thought. This isn't time to be emotional. He just cannot forgive his parents for what they did. He had always hoped that his father would never have peace, just look what happened. All these while, he had been Harlan Smith without knowing it.He opened the door and went outside. He only took four clothes and a extra pants. He would start from scratch and go back to living the life he used to live before Mr Smith came into his life.The light in the compound made it a very beautiful sight to behold. The first time he had come here, he had almost thought he was imagining things. Funny how those days had passed really quickly."Sir, where are you going early in the morning?" Jack asked as Harlan was
Harlan almost choked on his food. He grabbed a cup of water and drank from it. She made a tsk tsk sound. "You are just like your father. Your face is flushed.""I am eating mo… Mrs Smith!" He almost called her 'Mom'."Does that mean you are studying law?" She asked."Yes. I am in my final year.""Wow! I can't wait to wear your graduation cap."Harlan found himself laughing in between eating. Throughout the rest of the day, he and Mrs Smith were discussing. She told him about her perfume company about how much she loved what she was doing. Harlan found out that she was a very easy going person. He had missed having her in his life all these years and he found himself wondering how great life would have been if she had been part of his childhood days.Later in the evening, Mr Smith came back home and the first thing he did was to turn on the television. The case had been a really fast one. Harlan would bet that everything was possible only by Mr Smith's influence. All the people that
"I just wanted to check on you to see if you are getting it, Sir," the Cctv footage officer said. He could not help thinking the CEO had come to check on his girlfriend who had come here with another man.Harlan stood up and left. The footage officer stared at his back. The CEO doesn't seem to be in the same mood he had been when he came in. He shrugged.****Harlan found himself at the large field where he already went whenever he was overwhelmed. He had had a lot of surprises in the past six months but none of them has even been as shocking as this. He rolled on the field and faced the sky. He heard the sounds of birds nearby and wondered if he would have any problem if he were a bird.He replayed all he heard from some hours ago in his head. The conversation between Mr Smith and Mrs Smith. His father and mother… he closed his eyes. So all these while, he had those two people's blood flowing in his veins and he wasn't aware of it.He took his phone from where it was lying beside him
Harlan crossed over to where he had parked his car. He got inside and looked out through the window. In the next seventy two hours, he would be buying up all what the Alberts had. Through the help of Mr Smith, he had been able to refile the cases that the Alberts had been guilty of but had won. Mr Smith had told him how difficult that was, but he had not taken no for an answer.He took a deep breath and silently prayed that all these would be over. He had been able to get the victims of the Alberts and had convinced them that they would be duly compensated if they came back for their cases again.As he was about to turn on the car. He saw someone familiar pass him by. Mrs Smith? The fact that she was alone, with no bodyguard, made him more curious to know why she was at the hotel. He waited for some seconds before coming down from the car. He walked in the direction she had passed and saw her enter the hotel.When got inside, he could see the receptionist go pale as he walked toward
Harlan's phone beeped. It was his personal assistant from the 'where talent glows' calling. He answered it."Hello?""Is there any problem?" Harlan asked."Not really. Mr Richard Albert has been meaning to see you all these while. He asked for your number but I didn't want to give him until I asked for your permission first.""Tell him to meet me at the Jay Team lounge," Harlan said and hung up."Drive to Jay Team," Harlan told Jack."I checked into the company where you made your friend the manager, things have gone really wrong there. Lot of workers have quit," Jack said as he turned the car in another direction."So?""He has done worse things than you are aware of," Jack said."Whatever he has done to me is none of your business," Harlan said.Harlan searched for his personal assistant's number of the company where he made Kelvin the manager and sent him a message to call in the evening.Harlan had informed his personal assistant at the Jay Team hotel to make sure no one other tha
The Alberts were in a pensive mood as everyone of them sat in the family hall. Unlike the other meetings where there would be chatters before the meeting started, today, everyone was focused on the phone, reading the various posts on social media that had managed to circulate around in the last three days. "Richard, how many companies don't want to partner with us anymore?" Grandfather asked."Seventeen."Grandfather sighed. "Let them go." "What are the updates about those riffraffs?" Grandfather asked."The TV station where they went refused to disclose anything about their identity. I have met with the owner of the station but he isn't saying anything," someone said."I have a friend there but he is more clueless than we are about the matter," someone else added."I have checked into it but there is really no one I suspect to have done this among our business rivals," another person said.Richard felt a feeling that he had missed something out... Funny how he seemed not to have th
Another movie had begun on the television and they both watched it as they ate the pizza Elizabeth had ordered. She kept stealing glances at Harlan. She had a lot of questions to ask him but she didn't know which one to ask first. "Stop staring at me," Harlan said without taking his eyes off the television."Huh?" She blushed and looked away.She looked back at the television and reached out to take a slice of pizza. At that same time was when Harlan was going to take one too. Because he was looking at the television too, he grabbed Elizabeth's hand. He glanced at her and for some unexplainable reasons, her face flushed."Hmm, I need to get something inside," she stood up and almost ran to her room. She locked the door behind her and held her fast beating chest. "Darn!"Harlan is in the sitting room… Why the heck is she over-thinking it? She shook her head and turned on the light in her room. She glanced at her face in the mirror. It was flushed. "No. This can't be happening!" She
Elizabeth didn't know how long she had been staring at Harlan's picture on the poster that had been placed in different places all over the campus. In the poster, the pictures of the six of them that had won the competition were there. When Harlan and Roger wouldn't show up, herself, Jason, Cecilia and Adrian had taken the picture. Roger had sent his picture and she had given Harlan's picture from the ones posted on the group chat when the gossip about their dates first started. Some skillful graphic designer had managed to put the pictures of the six of them together. In the picture, Harlan was the only person that stood out to Elizabeth.She looked around to be sure no one had been looking at her. There was no one. She sighed.Her phone beeped. It was a message from Harlan... No, a message from Jack because he is the one with Harlan's phone now. She checked it and saw a picture of some guy in a suit and tattoo on his neck. Under the picture, it read : would you recognize me if you s