"Who sent you, young man?"
"No one.""You sent yourself into the lion's den?" Logan walked closer to Ryan. "Does that even sound plausible to your own ears?""Mr Logan, let's discuss this without using guns. ""You started it first. Inside. Remember? You could have asked me whatever you wanted to ask without pointing a gun at me.""At least, I didn't use it on you. You can return that favour.""I don't return favours to enemies."Ryan bit on his lower lip. He should have thought of a scenario like this happening. Since he had not planned to kill Logan, he had no idea something like this could happen."Mr Logan, if you let me go, I promise I won't tell anyone about this. "Logan laughed. "Sorry, come again. ""If you let me go, I will allow you into Right Life even without you using that painting." Shit. He's never used this kind of power to hi"I'm not in the Mafia." 'Yet', Ryan added in his mind.Landon looked at him for some seconds before pulling out a bandage. Ryan could swear Landon was deliberately being rough with applying the treatment with the way Landon kept on rolling his eyes on him each time their eyes met."When did you find out about the gun?" "This evening," London said."You searched through my room without a warrant?" Deliberately, Landon tightened the bandage more than necessary. Ryan groaned. "Man, it hurts.""Serves you right for lying about seeing a girl.""Did I lie?" Landon rolled his eyes again. "I saw a gun sticking out from your pocket before you left. Enough warrant to search your room. And, I knew you were not visiting any girl with a gun unless you ran mad."Ryan cleared his throat. "Thanks for the treatment." He walked out of the bathroom and went toward his room but Landon drag
Ryan stared at Landon for some seconds. He gave Landon a bear hug."I'm in, Landon." He wondered how Landon must be feeling not even knowing who his parents were or if he's family with the current prime minister. Things happen."Don't ever hide anything from me. I'm big on trust but once it's broken, it isn't easy for me to fix it," Landon said."I won't keep anything from you. That is if you agree to pay the house bill with me." Landon pulled away forom Ryan. "Let's discuss that later. For now, you should go to bed."Ryan smiled. "See you tomorrow morning.""Okay."Inside his room, Ryan used a pain reliever. As soon as he lay on the bed, he was drowned in the world of sleep.The next morning when Ryan woke up, he could barely lift his hand. He groaned in pain as he tried to sit up on the bed. The door opened and Landon let himself in."Are you still alive?" Landon asked, walking
"What?""That girl," Landon lowered his voice, "she's waiting for me to accompany her to her mother as promised.""Just go. If you don't like her—""I don't like her," Landon said sharply. He stormed inside. He came back some seconds later, already wearing one of the clothes they bought at the boutique yesterday. Really, Landon doesn't like the girl? What if he likes her? He got changed in less than a minute."I'll be back soon. Don't even think about going out of here," Landon warned."If I go out what will you do?""I'm sure you won't go out." With that, Landon hurried outside.Now, the house was quiet. The match had ended, a pasta advertisement was playing on the television.Ryan shut his eyes and thought about last night.One thing was sure, someone had made an artificial piece of that painting. And, the only way he could figure out who did it was to get who sold the piece of a
Landon yawned in that loud annoying way that often makes Ryan want to hit his head as he examined Ryan's arm the next morning. "I think it's healed now.""Thanks, doctor Landon.""You're welcome, patient. As much as I'll love you to spend some more time in bed, you'd be discharged today," Landon said."Even if you didn't discharge me, I was going to discharge myself."Landon yawned again. "Why do I feel so sleepy?""Why won't you? You came back around two a.m., wasted like some drunkard.""How many times do I have to explain, man? We visited her mother in the hospital and then...""And then? Got drunk in the hospital?"Landon stood up sharply. "Okay. I will tell you. She was feeling down and she suggested having a drink with me.""Oh. So you both drank till midnight?""Come on, Ryan." Landon groaned. "She was feeling too down and so I couldn't afford to leave her there, drinking on he
Stephanie bit on her lower lip. She typed a message. She deleted it. Shs typed another one. Shs deleted it again.There were a lot of questions she wanted to ask Ryan. Is he okay? Why has he not been answering her calls for the past few days, precisely, since the incident where Anderson accused him of raping her? She had sent a lot of messages too, asking to meet him. She even sent one asking him to tell her the address of his house if that was where it would be convenient for them to meet, but so far, Ryan has never replied to those messages.He's never answered her calls.He's never replied to her messages.What the hell is happening?"Babe, are you okay?" She heard a familiar hoarse voice beside her. Even without looking, she knew it was Anderson.She glanced at him and smiled anyway. "I'm fine," she muttered.His head drew closer to her and she knew he was going to ki
Funny how the case had not started and the lawyer was already objecting, Ryan mused."Young man, you can't just come out of nowhere and claim that we are liars without any evidence. You could get punished for defamation if you did that," the Hill family lawyer said.Many of the Hill's family nod their heads vigorously in agreement, already feeling the lawyer.The judge could not help the smile on his face. Dramas happen in the courtroom but some dramas are more interesting to watch than the others. Seems this is going to be a remarkable case in the history of his service years."Let's proceed," the judge said into the microphone.After both parties had sworn, the Hill family lawyer came forward."I'd love to ask the accused some questions," The Hill family lawyer said.Ryan stood up and went to the ballot box."Are you aware of the charges made against you?" The lawyer ask
After Ryan left the courtroom, the only question that seemed to be on everyone's lips was "what the hell just happened?"Stephanie's mother stood up, her hands and legs trembling as she walked to the disoriented judge in the front."My Lord, this is an act of tampering with justice!" The lawyer who seemed like he had just woken up from a deep slumber shouted.The judge managed to go back to his seat, trying as much as possible not to fall on his face.He thought it was perfectly covered. He had made sure every information about what his son did was destroyed years ago. All the people that knew about the incident are long dead. Other than himself and his son, he could swear that no one knows about what happened. No one knows about Blake.Just how did Ryan find out? If Ryan... If that guy could find out about something as covered as that, that means... A bead of sweat formed on his forehead. If Ryan
Just as she predicted, Ryan turned off the car's engine and came out."Are you out of your mind?" He asked, his voice wasn't raised. Even though she could feel that he was mad at her, his voice was still quiet. Just like her mom?"I said we have things to talk about.""I don't have anything to say to you," Ryan said."At least listen to what I have to say!" "I don't have time to listen to your ranting anymore. I did that for six years and look what it caused us? I'm being sued to court for raping you.""Exactly, Ryan. I knew you were going to misunderstand, that was why I said we needed to talk."She watched Ryan's lips curve in a smile. "Misunderstand?""Ryan, I didn't do this. I swear, I tried as much as I could to stop my family members from taking matters to this extent but they were so adamant. Don't you trust me?""Sorry, Miss; the woman
“I was coming to check on you, sir,” the butler said. “Are you the one waiting for me inside?” The butler nodded. “Yes, sir.” For some seconds, it didn't make sense for Ryan. The butler…did the butler cause him to lose his memory? The butler took out a gun from his pocket and handed it over to Ryan. “There are forty bullets in there, I'll be waiting in the party. I saw a guy who caught my attention.” He winked at Ryan before walking away. Ryan sighed in relief. It really wouldn't have been funny if it was the butler who caused his amnesia. Slowly, Ryan walked in. In the center of the empty room were two men on their knees. He couldn't recognize one of them but he knew fully well who the second man was. His mother's only brother. The same man who had been by his side and comforted him when his mother died. Ryan adjusted the gun and pointed at the other man's head. He shot him dead with two bullets. He held the gun against his mother's brother's temple.
Ryan stood rooted in the spot and tried to process the information. The girl he saved when he was eight was Stephanie? His father knew but still made a fool of him by making him carry out stupid assignment by using the Hill family to threaten him? He stared at his father. “You know what, dad? You're unbelievable.” He started toward the door. “Ryan…you are not the only one affected by your mother's death! You get it?” “Like hell, you were affected. Like hell, you missed her way more than I did. But what…?” Ryan laughed. “You made no attempt to find out who murdered her. What a way to miss someone.” “We have different ways of handling losses. This is just my way.” Ryan turned to look at his father. “You handled it in a very pathetic way.” “Thank you, but what would I have done? Left all the work and cried all day? Would that bring her back?” “Dad, stop, will you? Nothing will ever bring her back, yeah, but you are just making excuses. You allowed the fact that you thou
Ryan ran his hand through his hair. “I'm sorry I lied to you.” “No problem, man. Things might have been awkward if you told me straight up that you were Lopez's heir,” Landon said. “By the way, what clothes do you wanna wear? I could choose for you if you are confused.” “I'll really love that.” Landon checked the clothes one after the other. He took out five pieces of clothing and dropped them on the bed. “You can try those,” he said. “Was it the butler who invited you here?” Ryan asked. “No. Your father called me a week ago and made me promise to come with our neighbors.” “Are our neighbors here too?” Ryan asked in surprise. “Yeah and don't worry, your father sponsored their transport fare.” Ryan rolled his eyes. “Of course he's supposed to do that since he invited them.” “We arrived last night.” “I'm really disappointed in you guys. Abbie too? She kept it a secret from me…” Ryan grumbled as he tried one of the clothes. Landon chuckled. “Um…Lewis came with Brenda too.
Ryan stared at the worker for a few seconds. Has she lost her mind? “What did you say?” Ryan asked some seconds later. “Master had collapsed, sir.” “Where is he right now?” “At the hospital, sir.” “Which hospital?” Ryan grabbed a car key from the top of the drawer. “I don't have an…” Ryan didn't hear the rest of her words as he ran outside. A driver was waiting for him. He got in and the car sped on. “Does this happen often?” Ryan asked the driver. “No, sir. This is the first time something like this has ever happened, sir.” Ryan tried to control his knee jerk but it was impossible. Why should his father collapse on his birthday? The thought of losing the only family he had left brought numbness to his whole body. The car came to a halt in front of a big building. Ryan opened the car door and ran toward the gate. He ran inside. He stopped and looked around. This place looks nothing like a hospital. He was about to go back to meet the driver when he saw people coming out
A really bad headache was what Ryan woke up to the next morning. What a way to start a birthday, he thought. He took the phone beeping on the bed. He checked the time. Seven a.m. He had a thousand messages from strange numbers. Yeah. He's back to this kind of life where he cannot have a private number. All the messages were congratulatory messages from people he had no idea who they were. Just as he clicked on one, ten more messages appeared. Ryan tossed the phone on the bed and got up. Just how people always figure out his number will remain a mystery to him. He went to the bathroom and grabbed his toothbrush. An idea came up in his head. “Ryan, we are no longer a kid…” he scolded himself but still, he dropped the toothbrush and walked to the end of his room where the digital scale was. He stood on it. He hasn't gained any weight. He went to the stadiometer his height hasn't increased too. He started laughing. What the hell is he doing? He is really not trying
Ryan glanced at his father. He wanted to remind him that he was supposed to hand over the Right Life to him when he is twenty five but the man doesn't seem like he was ready to listen to anything else. Ryan looked at the men still on their knees. “I promise to do my best as your leader and not let you down.” There was the sound of gunshots, then total silence. For some seconds in which everyone processed the change of leadership, there was silence. At once, all the men got on their feet and together, they bowed at Ryan. “I should have known you guys were planning something dangerous when you told me a surprise was waiting for me,” Ryan said later that evening as he went with butler to the lounge. “That isn't a surprise. Your birthday is tomorrow.” “If that isn't a surprise, what the hell are you guys planning to do with me again?” Ryan asked. “You'll love it, sir. I'm sure of that.” The lounge was already set with tables filled with drinks. After they sat down, the butler
“Is this an interview?” Ryan asked without looking at the man.“No…”“Stop asking me questions then.”Since the spread of the rumor about Anderson having something to do with the drop in the stock market, people have been coming out and talking about one bad thing or the other that Anderson did to them. The FBI had checked his house and he has been declared as wanted but since Ryan discarded the stupid guy's body, no one has been able to find him.Ryan tried to sleep throughout the rest of the ride to keep off the annoying whispers about him flying around the plane. Some people have an annoying habit of never minding their business.As soon as the plane landed, Ryan hurried out. Even with that, some people still managed to follow him. The guards that the butler had come with at the gate were the ones who rescued him in the end.The butler opened the door to a white Lamborghini for Ryan before sitting beside hi
Ryan dropped his cross bag on the sofa and walked to the fridge. He opened it. He was still deciding on what to drink when Landon came into the sitting room.“You're ready?” Landon asked.“Yeah.” He finally settled for a bottle of water.“You're not inviting Stephanie?” “I already told you there is no party for me. I'm just going to see what my old man planned to surprise me with this time around.” Landon nodded rather vigorously. What's up with that smirk on Landon's face?“How's Abbie?” Landon waved his hand. “I hate her with all my heart. Don't mention her name around me anymore.”Ryan opened the seal of the water, he tried not to laugh as he drank the water.“Why is she getting all worked up over nothing?” Landon asked, anger on his face.“Why did you make the prank? How'd you feel if you heard her making a call to another guy and telling him she loves him?” “This is different,
Stephanie frowned. “What are you talking about?” Cathy gave a white paper to Stephanie. Stephanie collected it and opened it carefully. In it was the neatly written handwriting of her father. ‘Dear, Stephanie. I am assuming you are twenty two now. How do you look? Beautiful? I'm sure of that. I have always been proud of you and I'll always be. Your skills and your curiosity to know more is something that makes you my favorite— I'm hoping Stewart has overcome his jealousy issue and won't throw a tantrum because of this. ‘Stephanie, you are to take this letter to Carlos Lopez. He and I agreed that you and Ryan Lopez, his son, would get married once you both turn twenty two. I would have told you this earlier but I don't want you to feel pressured. If by any chance you already found someone you love before coming across this letter, discard this idea. But if not, you could try dating Ryan Lopez. If you find out he's someone y