"Kelvin?" Harlan called in surprise, wondering why his friend was behaving out of the ordinary.
"Man, I knew what I said was going to hurt but I just had to tell you. No harm, man. I didn't mean no harm. Just telling you the facts like a concerned friend."Harlan shook head and tried to dismiss what Kelvin had just told him."If I were you, buddy, if I were you, I would become wise. I will use my common sense." Kelvin said again."Look, Kelvin, I have a lot to think about right now, don't make me scared. I just told you that Mr Smith promised to be my father forever," Harlan said, tired of hearing Kelvin talk like that."Yeah, I heard you. I have been your friend for the past twenty one years. We have been friends since we were toddlers. And for the past twenty one years, I haven't gotten you into trouble. I have always told you the things that are good for you. If you don't want my advice now that your status has"Hey, Harlan, are you out of your mind? You just heard every one of us introduce ourselves, who the heck do you think you are?" Adrian snapped."Is he some prime minister of some sort? He just waltzes in here and tells us to introduce ourselves. Why? What gives him that right?"Roger had an amused smile on his face, "you and I are never really going to get along.""Don't worry, Roger, I will make sure he is out of this group so that we can replace him with someone sensible." Cecilia said."You are always making threats that you can't carry out, Cecilia.". Harlan said."Harlan, if you don't shut that mouth of yours, I will shut it for you. You this stupid thing," Jason spat.Harlan gave Jason a hard stare, remembering Wallace Stone. He clenched his fist but didn't say anything. After all, Kelvin has advised him to mind his business and there is really no use avenging someone who is dead. But no matter
Harlan grinned, "no one's life depends on useless people.""Yo, man, let's get things ironed out. I am not a fan of complicated and useless conversations. How much are you willing to do the research for?""Don't you get it? I am not doing it alone. It is supposed to be a joint work, isn't it?""Protocols can be ignored here, nigga, just —""My name is Harlan. If you can't refer to me as that, restrain from using terms instead of my name." Harlan cut in rudely.Roger smiled, amazed at how Harlan could know that he is Bobby and still be talking to him in this manner."Yo, man. How much do you want? I will pay you."Harlan shook his head, "how else am I supposed to tell you before you understand?""Look, Harlan, forget about protocols. The old man who assigned the project is going to understand, that is if you know that you were the one who did the research alone. He will und
Mr Allen and Mrs Allen were inside their car, each of them had a sunglasses on the face. The car was parked not far from the school entrance where Harlan would probably pass if he were to go out from the school. Their eyes were fixed at the campus large gate."Do we even know if he still attends this place? You know, he could have flunked out," Mr Allen asked quietly, his eyes still fixed on the gate."I am not sure he can do that. His role model is Mr Smith. That dream to be a lawyer cannot die easily.""You know, life is mysterious. Who would think they will have anything in common?"His wife shrugged before saying, "So we can be sure he is here."Some moment later, Mr Allen sighted Harlan and tapped his wife to get ready."Remember that the plan is to persuade him to follow us home. If he doesn't want to do that, we will force him. Drag him if we can," Mr Allen told his wife."I don'
The couples scrambled away into their car and at once, Mr Allen drove away. He stopped a few meters away from their house."That man scared the breath out of me," Mrs Allen said, clutching her chest and breathing heavily."If we had not sent Harlan away, this wouldn't be happening," Mr Allen said wistfully."What?" She shot her husband a glare, "are you trying to say that Harlan took away good luck from our home?""At least, if he were here, things would be very easy. You know how much he cares about Justin, don't you?"She bit her lip."He wouldn't have hesitated to serve as a houseboy instead of Justin.""Stop talking as if we won't find a solution to this without Harlan," Mrs Allen said angrily.Mr Allen looked out through the windscreen. Myzska had asked about her brother countless times but he has been too to tell his daughter that Justin is serving as a houseboy beca
"You mean to ask if I want to meet with the prime minister's son?" Harlan asked, his eyes widened."Yeah. If you don't want it, it's okay."Harlan shook his head slowly, "dad, where is the real Harlan Smith?"The question caught Mr Smith unaware, but because of the nature of his work as a lawyer and a businessman, he quickly caught himself and took a sip from the beer, thinking about the best answer to give Harlan."Why do you ask?" Mr Smith asked, buying himself all the time he could."Well...you know, I am curious just like everyone else. I can't go see the prime minister's son without knowing where the real Harlan Smith is.""Actually...Harlan Smith...he is dead." Mr Smith lied.The word was an automatic bombshell. Harlan froze on his seat."What?""He died ten days after his birth. You have probably heard about my marriage life. You know, my wife and
"What do you mean 'I don't mean that'?""I mean, it's not possible for you to come here without your card and expect to go with the clothes you picked. Simply put, go return those clothes if you can't find your card," the cashier rudely.Harlan remembered picking the card from the car's compartment before getting out of the car with Kelvin."I am sure I brought it." He muttered and continued checking his pocket."Maybe your pocket has got some holes," the cashier suggested."No. There are no holes there." Harlan said."Or maybe the card has got wings. It could have flown away the moment you stepped into this place," sarcasm wasn't lost in her voice.Harlan wanted to reply to her, but when he realized the mockery in her voice, he bit his lower lip."So, what are you going to do? Look around for it?""Just a moment," Harlan dialed Kelvin's number to ask him if
"Mom, he is no gentleman. He is the poorest guy in Healy law college. He is also in my department," Adrian told his mom."What has that got to do with him staying here?""He heard that you own this place and now, he is claiming that he is my best friend in school, because of that, he wants to go away with all these clothes," Adrian lied."What? Young man, is it true you don't want to pay for those clothes? Do you think this place is a charity organization? This building alone cost a millionaire dollars, not to talk about the million worth clothes that are here," she told Harlan with a snap.Harlan was going to explain to Adrian's mother that he didn't come here to go away with the clothes without paying for them, But he stopped himself from doing that. What sort of mother would believe someone else's word over her son's own?"Actually, before you came in, I was asking Adrian of the amount all this place is worth,"
Harlan noticed that people were starting to pull out their phones to take pictures of him. He quickly stood up, carried the shopping bag that had the clothes he had bought and went outside. He got into his car and sped off."Harlan?" Kelvin called in disbelief beside Harlan."Man, what came up? I was almost beaten up there, I couldn't find the card," Harlan said and glanced at Kelvin.Kelvin opened his mouth ajar for some moments, "so what happened? How did you manage to get out?""I transferred the money for the clothes. And guess what?"Kelvin bit his lower lip in regret. He had deliberately taken the card from Harlan's pocket when he wasn't looking so that Harlan would be embarrassed inside the clothing store. He had no idea about the money Harlan had in his account. "What?" He asked, hating himself for not thinking well before carrying out his plan."I paid for everything in that p
"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