Chapter 132Owen strode through the dimly lit corridors of the prison, his heart pounding with urgency. He had to find Martin, the only person who could lead him to Reynold's hideout and save Maya and Hayden. As he approached Martin's cell, he could feel the tension mounting inside him. He was asked to wait for him and as each minute passed by, his heart was beating fast"Martin," Owen called out as he reached the iron bars, his voice echoing through the narrow passageway.Martin, sitting on the edge of his cot, looked up with a smirk. "Well, well, well, if it isn't Owen," he chuckled, the sound dripping with sarcasm. "What brings you to my humble abode? I am sure you are not here to see me, there is no way you would be here to visit me right?”Owen clenched his fists, suppressing the urge to lash out at Martin. "I need your help," he said through gritted teeth going straight to the point, he saw no reason why he shouldn’t go straight to what had brought him here.Martin raised an eye
Chapter 133The piercing ring of Owen's phone cut through the silence of his room, jolting him awake from a fitful sleep. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he reached for his phone, his heart pounding with anticipation. It was the doctor."Hello?" Owen answered, his voice tinged with urgency.The doctor's voice on the other end was filled with relief. "Owen, it's me. I have good news. Mr. Richard has woken up after the surgery."A surge of relief flooded through Owen's veins, dispelling the fog of sleep that had clouded his mind. "That's fantastic news! I'll be right there. Thank you so much doctor, thank you for keeping him safe”“It’s nothing, I was only doing my job” the doctor replied and the call finally came to an end.Without a moment's hesitation, Owen jumped out of bed and quickly dressed, his mind buzzing with thoughts of Mr. Richard's recovery. He had been waiting for this moment, praying for his uncle’s swift return to consciousness.Arriving at the hospital, Owen wasted no
Chapter 134The hum of the bus filled the air as Owen and the policemen embarked on their journey towards Mr Reynold's place. With each passing mile, the tension between them hung heavy, a palpable reminder of the weight of their mission.Owen's gaze was fixed on the window, his thoughts consumed by the gravity of their task. Maya and Hayden's lives hung in the balance, their fate uncertain as they hurtled toward their confrontation with Mr. Reynold, he was scared as much he wanted to act normal and hide it he couldn’t because he didn’t know what might happen and what Mr Reynold might do, he noticed his hands were shaking in as much he wanted to hide it, he couldn’t and each time all he could do was let out a sigh, he couldn’t wait to see Maya and Hayden out of his clutches.The DPO's voice broke through Owen's reverie, his tone laced with a sense of determination. "We're getting close," he remarked, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. "We need to be prepared for anything. You don’t hav
Owen moved with shaky steps as he approached the truck. The crate in his hands seemed to weigh a thousand tons that would break his back from the terrible weight he was feeling."Hey, put your back into it! Or it's gonna fall!" One man who stood at the truck yelled at him.Owen struggled to keep his hands under the crate even as he approached. He heard the warnings, but his body couldn't obey him anymore.His hands slipped and the crate crashed on the ground with a loud thud."Now you've done it..." The man drew close to Owen in anger."I'm sorry..." Owen muttered."What's there to be sorry about? You can't even lift something this much. Who put you here?" He asked."Boss did." Owen replied as he managed to stand somewhat and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead.He sighed with resignation as he looked at his rumpled and dirty clothes and the mess he had made.His dressing wasn't supposed to be ruined to that extent because lifting things wasn't in his original job description. Ow
Owen couldn't believe his eyes."What is going on here?" He asked with a shaky voice. He struggled to accept the reality of what he was seeing.Megan managed to recover from her shock and stare awkwardly at Owen while Mr Martin was frowning."What does it look like?" Mr Martin retorted with a snort."Wh... What?!" Owen stuttered at the incomprehensible response.He hadn't ever been in this sort of situation before but he knew that at least those weren't the words that Martin was supposed to say."It's not what it looks like, Owen." Megan finally said. She pushed herself away from Martin's arms.Martin didn't like how she moved from his arms so he scowled at Owen."You ungrateful bastard!" Martin snarled.Owen's brain circuit paused as he couldn't believe what he had heard. "Me?" He asked."Is that how you're supposed to treat your boss? You have no respect and etiquette in you!" Martin shouted.Owen felt perplexed as he looked between Megan and Martin for clarification.Megan sighed.
Owen was shocked again at the unexpected development.He had wanted to say something in response to Mr Martin. Maybe beg or ask why he had done such a thing. But he hadn't been given an opportunity to.Now his words hung in his throat. He couldn't tell anyone the things that bothered him. His throat choked up with indescribable emotions and his head was on the verge of blacking out.Owen turned around from the doors and began to walk... He didn't know where he was going to... He didn't have anywhere to go.He had been fired from his job. That place had been where he had been most of the time and it had begun to feel like his second home in a kind of way. Even his own house was no longer a home to him. He had lost everything that he had managed to build up and possess.He thought about the orphanage that he had grown up in. But he had left there many years ago. There was no way he could go back there. He would definitely not be accepted.Owen was lost in thought as he kept walking aim
"You are my brother's son!" Mr Reynolds yelled emotionally and his eyes turned moist."What?!" Owen was startled. The man looked somehow crazy to him."You're my nephew, Owen." Mr Reynolds said, gaining his composure."How?" Owen asked."That description of the car that your parents had died in perfectly matches the record that I have of your parents death. Plus your blood resonates with mine." Mr Reynolds said."That doesn't confirm anything, there are people out there who probably fall into the same category." Owen replied. There has to be a logical explanation, and there was."No Owen. I've been looking for you for years. You see, our family has a special blood that only one in 100 million people can possess.When the doctor solicited for volunteers, none of their blood was a match with yours so I decided to give it a try, perhaps fate would shine on me today. And it did! I found my long lost nephew!" Mr Reynolds recounted with a smile.Owen took a glance at Doctor Maya who nodded
"Hey Megan...!" Owen called out after her."Don't you dare abort my child!" He yelled. But Megan didn't stop and continued moving.Owen moved on his hospital bed as he wanted to chase after her."Megan, don't do this...!" He shouted.His body condition didn't allow him to move and he felt searing pain all over. As he groaned and shouted after Megan, a nurse rushed inside in panic."Mr Hudson, you shouldn't be moving about so fiercely. You're still in a critical state!" She said to him, trying to calm him down."Stop Megan, please..." Owen said with tears in his eyes.The nurse looked at him with pity at his poor plight. She had heard everything from where she was outside the ward. But she couldn't do anything to stop Megan from doing what she wanted to do.And there was almost no one who could help him.Owen sobbed with tears. There was nothing he could do except stay where he was and wait for her to come back.About an hour later, Megan and her mom came back inside and Megan even had