"You don't expect that I would come to the den of lions without being armed, do you?" The lawyer asked, a smirk on his face.
Ryan also smiled. "I love your spirit, attorney.""Don't flatter me, what do you want to talk about?""Shall we drop the guns first?" Ryan asked."I'm afraid, no. You can drop yours but I can't drop mine because you're more advantaged here than I am. You know me but I don't know you."Ryan smiled. "The guy you want to defend in court...the one who murdered someone and you want to help him reduce his jail terms...""What about him?""Who consulted you to help the guy?" Ryan asked.The lawyer laughed. "You think I'm going to tell you?"Ryan slowly took off his face cap. "I almost died today...""Oh... You're the one the guy hit with his trunk?""That's right.""Well, this has nothing to do with me. I was only going to defend him in court.""MBack in his car, Ryan sent the information the lawyer sent to Cooper. He called him. "Is there anything you can find out with that information?" Ryan asked."I'll try first. I must get something even if it means going to the end of the earth, Sir.""What would I have done without you, Cooper?" Cooper chuckled. "I'll get back to you later on." "Okay." Ryan ended the call and drove home.By the time Ryan got home, his head was already sending warning signals of possible shut down. He managed to check up on Landon in the bedroom to see if the guy had not died from having a drag of cigarettes.Thankfully, Landon was sleeping, a gentle snore coming from him.Ryan dragged his feet to his room, swallowed some pain reliever and laid on the bed.The next time Ryan opened his eyes, it was morning. The pain in his head was gone too. In fact, if not that his head was in a bandage, he would have been ab
"Good morning, Sir," the butler greeted."Good... Wait... Why are you here?" The butler smiled. "Can I come in, Sir?""Of course. Come in." Ryan opened the door more widely to allow the butler in.The butler dropped the two briefcases he was holding on the table."I'll go straight to the point without beating about the bush," the butler said."Please, do." Ryan thrust his hands in his pockets, looking at the butler, at the same time wondering what he came to do."Master has an assignment for you.""Oh... Dad sent you?" Ryan laughed. "I'm not ready to carry out any assignment for him. Please, relay my message to him." Ryan started to the refrigerator. "You care for a cup of water?""Sir..." Ryan slowly turned to look at the butler. "I said I'm not carrying out any assignment for him. Can't you say that?"The butler bit his lower lip. He walked closer to Ryan and lowered his voice. "Yo
Ryan's eyes widened. He had almost forgotten that Landon was inside. But... He was even more surprised about the fact that the butler knew about Landon than the fact that Landon might have heard everything he discussed with the butler.As if reading his mind, the butler said, "I knew about him as soon as he stepped inside this house.""How?" "Like I said the other time, Master knows about everything you do. He knows about your every movement."Yeah, that can only be possible for a man who's got connection everywhere, even in the sea, Mr Lopez must have some sort of connection with the fishes. Just how the man couldn't figure out he (Ryan) was missing on the night when he was kidnapped never ceases to amaze Ryan."Well, Landon is more scared of girls than guns," Ryan said.The butler chuckled. "Sir, are you okay? For real?" The butler said, looking at Ryan in concern."Yes.""Really?" Ryan no
"They are all over the moon about your picture.""That's serious," Ryan muttered, pretending to be really serious."The worst part is that I don't know how to stop them.""That's serious," Ryan muttered again.Ryan looked at her some moment later when she didn't say anything. Her look sent him daggers. "What?""Were you even listening to me?" "Of course. You said the company is in an uproar because of me.""Why are you even putting on a head warmer?" Before Ryan could move away from her, she pulled the head warmer off his head. The glare on her face immediately turned to shock.Ryan rubbed his eyes. "I hit my head on the wall yesterday."She didn't say anything."You know about my friend, right? That friend of mine that I told you that we are living together... You know him, right? We were playing some naughty game
"As I was saying..." Landon put more clothes in the washing machine. "You should stop smoking." "Don't give me that sermon if you don't have a substitute for what I can use to calm my nerves when I need to," Ryan said."What was your first time like? Similar to mine?" Ryan shook his head. "I didn't cough or puke, I just felt disgusted by it but the second time I tried it, it was fun." His phone rang."Who's calling?" He asked Landon.Landon took the phone on the chair and checked the caller ID. "Second mom.""That's my stepmother." Ryan left the trainers he was washing. He dried his hands with his clothes and collected the phone from Landon."I want to say hi to her; for the money she sent," Landon whispered as Ryan answered the call.Ryan nodded. "Hi, mom.""How are you doing, Ryan?" "Great.""Have you eaten this morning?" "Not yet. We're doing the laundry."
Stephanie took off her sunglasses and looked at the restaurant in disgust. Does this kind of place still exist? How can people even come here to eat?"Are you sure this is the place?" She asked her driver for the hundredth time that evening."Yes, ma'am." Stephanie put her sunglasses back on. She's really going crazy. What if not madness would make her go through the stress of looking for Ryan's house and coming to this place? She should just drive back home. But... This stupid free food party is the only natural way she can get to meet Ryan. With the cold shoulder Ryan has been treating her since the divorce, the last thing she can do now is to go meet him in his house."Should I drive you back to the Villa, ma'am?" Her driver asked."No. I'm going in."She adjusted her sunglasses and waited for the driver to open the car door to her.To think she has gone through the stress of g
No one clapped, every eye turned in her direction.Stephanie used that opportunity to lower her sunglasses so that Brenda would see her.Brenda scoffed. "I'll increase my donation to ten thousand dollars."Stephanie smiled. "I'll increase mine to twelve thousand dollars.""Fifteen thousand dollars," Brenda said."Twenty thousand dollars," Stephanie said."Twenty five thousand dollars," Brenda said.By now, everyone had stopped eating. They were all looking in surprise at the two women who were calling out money they wanted to donate like they were calling ordinary numbers."Fifty thousand dollars," Stephanie said.Ryan shut his eyes. He let out a soft groan in frustration. What exactly is Stephanie doing? "Seventy thousand dollars," Brenda said.Stephanie scoffed. "A million dollars."The woman who owned the restaurant laughed nervously. "Well... Actually...""Two mi
Ryan went to a corner where he could see the entrance of the restaurant and at the same time not be seen.He fumbled with his pocket for a cigarette and a lighter. This time, he didn't feel any sense of relaxation until he had taken several drags of the cigarette.He leaned on the wall.He tried to organize his emotions. Yeah, he's angry. Why? Because Stephanie came to the restaurant and pissed him off.Yeah, he feels like shit. Why? Because Stephanie was crying before he left her.Why the hell should he be bothered by whether Stephanie cries or not? For all she's done to him, she deserves to cry tears enough to fill an ocean. This is one of the times when he feels like his mind is a messed up thing. If he can, he'd just replace the freaking mind to a more obedient one.The last thing he should be feeling right now is concern for Stephanie. He shut his eyes and took a long drag. He gave up
“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