Hugh Steele stared at the information the man before him had brought to him. He had hired a spy to follow up with Bruce's activities and he had discovered that Bruce had moved on. Bruce had taken another bride not too long after jilting his daughter. He could not take that manner of insult. He had wanted to know how he was faring at first… but hearing he had married his employee on a whim angered him and he wanted to avenge his daughter."Where are they now?" Steele asked the man who had refused to take off his black hat. It was hard to get someone able to spy on Bruce Ace so Hugh did not care about how the man wanted to appear before him as long as he did his work right. The man stroked his jaw and took the seat he was offered when he first came in."They paid for three buisness class tickets to Beijing. They leave in two days." Steele nodded. He dropped the rest of the files on the table and was about to leave Hugh Steele's office. "Well, that is good information. Do you know anyon
119"Do you always curse for no reason?" Bruce asked Claire. She sucked her teeth."Do you call people living in your house on the phone? What do you need me to do, sir? Pick up your car keys from the table right next to where you are sitted?" Claire asked with rich sarcasm."Your sense of imagination is excellent, to be honest. Come to the reading room and get your tickets." He said this and realized that he was anticipating the look on her face when he handed her the tickets."OMG. I am on my way." Claire sounded excited. She hurried out of he room and stood at the hall for a while when she realized that she had no idea where the reading room was."Hey hey." She called out to the maids around but they scurried away from her once she called. She began to think. Was this one of Bruce's plots? Frustrate her for the tickets. He was good at frustrating her she had to give it to him.If no one would show her where the reading room was, then she would find it out herself. She went through
"Maria, right?" He said as he stood up from his seat, offering a hand to her. She took it and although her hand was small, her grip was firm. She was a tough one, even if she appeared small."Yes. Maria." She stared at him as though she was trying to assess him too."It is a good thing you came now. I am going to leave for a trip tomorrow. Please, sit." He gestured at the chair opposite his. She took the seat and breathed deeply."You are acting nervous." He blurted. He almost wanted slap his face with his palm. She looked genuinely confused now."I mean you do not seem nervous but you seem like you should be nervous. You really do not have to be." He tried to assure her. She smiled and then she became really nervous. She scratched at her palms repeatedly and Bruce sighed. She had been told that Bruce was extremely wealthy but she had no idea he was intelligent. It had surprised when he caught her in her act. She was supposed to be the extremely nervous, timid girl but that was not h
Maria fixed her gaze to the floor. Now, he wanted to know what she needed saving from. She recollected herself and took a deep breath."Uhm, I did not mean to say that." She said. Bruce knew the truth when it was slightly revealed."What then did you mean about saving, Maria?" He asked the girl standing before him. Her eyes darted over the patterns on the floor. She was beginning to formulate a lie. Bruce could see it. He believed that the best told lies had half truths within it. He just needed to find out what were lies and truths. "I did not mean anything by it. My brother had accused me of going wayward ever since they found me at Tiny's smoking a joint. He wanted to straighten me out, save me from myself." Maria said this and lifted her gaze to meet Bruce's. She wanted him to see the faux confidence in her eyes. Half truths well worn with confidence could pass for whole truths.She had not lied about her brother finding her at Tiny's. But, it was not a surprise to him that she
122There was a ceiling to floor mirror in the room and a walk in closet. Luxury clothes hung on the wall and the serving uniforms hung next to the clothes. She almost squealed and remembered that she had worn her brother's clothes for the longest time and he probably had no idea about it. He had been stuck in outfits for long periods. His Blink 2.0 t-shirt reeked of whiskey and weed and it had been on him for days. That was probably the only shirt she had refused to wear. No matter how hard she tried to wash off the smell, it never went away. "Is this how the rest of the rooms are?" She asked in disbelief. Lee smiled and nodded. He stepped in and shut the door after him."Yes, all the rooms are fully furnished with state-of-the-art decor. What did you expect? Prison walls and bare ventilation?" Lee asked."Uhm, I did not really say that…" Maria felt like a deer caught in headlights. She did not want to look like she had made presumptions about who she thought Bruce was. She had bee
Maria settled into the room. She took off her clothes that were three times her size but looked trendy because baggy was the new normal. She walked into the bathroom. There was a bathtub, a massive shower stand and jars filled with different oils. There was a body wash, face wash and different body scrubs. It looked like a woman's heaven. She took off her clothes and turned on the tap on the tub. She had no idea what to pour into the tub, so she stepped in when it got filled. It felt so calming, she released a sigh of relief. Her shoulders sagged into the water and she had the strongest urge to go under the water. She went under and came back up when she had to catch her breath. She laid her head on the edge of the tub and took deep breaths. She knew Mr Steele would be calling soon for updates on what was happening. What could she say? The young master is not the devil you say he is? Steele had sent her here for a reason and she wished she knew why.She stepped out of the tub and step
124"You remembered. I was thinking about you. I was wondering if you would burn down the room with that fiery ball of rage you try to keep hidden somewhere inside your chest. I wanted to tell you to consider the rest of us, we probably have nowhere to go if you run this house to the ground." Lee said. She rolled her eyes at him and he laughed."What are you? Some psychic?" Maria asked. They were walking back to her room. She was eager to try out the dresses she had found there. She had never gotten around wearing much girly clothes. Their father who was the older version of her brother, always high and unable to move a limb, died from an overdose. The landlord had moved their things out of the rat's nest they had always paid an inconsiderable amount of money for. He had left the one arm chair that he claimed that he had worn from a sale. Her father had broken into the house without the landlord's knowledge, sat on the armchair and wailed like a child. He then took out the drugs in hi
Maria walked to the dinner hall and found Bruce at the table, his head buried in a book. He sensed her presence when she walked in and he raised his head to look at her. He gave her a smile that disappeared as quickly as it came. She unconsciously rubbed her hands on her clothes and walked forward."Did you call for me, young master?" She asked, trying to portray timidity. He only stared at her for a while."Come, sit." He gestured for her to sit on the seat right next to where he was seated. She would have gone there with no reservations but she had to think. Was this a test of some sort? Was she being pranked? "Uhm, May I ask why? … Young master?" She felt inclined to ask. She was certain servants did not just sit anywhere with their employers. Bruce smiled at her hesitation. He took her hesitation as a good sign. He had placed a call to the phone number of her neighbor and it never went through. He wondered if her neighbor was also a junkie."Alright, then. I tried reaching your