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 miRyan 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
He tried to calm himself. Losing his temper here isn't going to solve any damn thing.Some hours later, he already read what he needed to know about the first man. Tomorrow would be the best day to meet the man. Since it's going to be the end of the weekend, he might as well start the damn assignment instead of staying stuck on the thought of why he's concerned about some shitty tears that came from Stephanie's face.Early the next morning, Ryan wore one of the expensive clothes he bought some days ago. He put on an expensive chain and with the help of Landon, his hair was perfectly combed."You look like a world star," Landon said and stepped aside for Ryan to look at himself in the mirror.Ryan nodded. “Thanks,” he muttered.“Make sure to come back alive. I'm not good at writing statements.”Ryan smiled and glanced at Landon. “I'll keep that in mind.”Landon patted him on the back and yawned in that annoying
“Pass card?” He asked, looking sternly at Ryan as if he was daring Ryan to do something weird so that he'd make him realize the gun in his hand wasn't some fancy toy.Ryan gave the pass card to the guy who took it and stared at it for some seconds before returning it back.“Go,” he said.Ryan had just put the car in gear when he heard the guy tell him to stop again.“The guy who gave you the card, where is he?” “I don't know,” Ryan said. “Seems like he went to that side.” Ryan pointed in a direction far from the place the security guard they were asking of was sleeping peacefully.The guard looked at the second one. “He must have gone to the toilet again.”The other one hissed. “He should go fix his bladder before it's too late. What's with him urinating every two seconds?”They started walking away.Ryan let out a deep breath.At the second gate, he encountered no problem. The guards there ju
Roger glared at his daughter.“Honestly, I don't know him, Dad,” Clara protested.“Anyway, I came here because you asked me to. Can we get over what you want to discuss with me? It's the weekend.”Clara frowned, seeing that Ryan didn't appear to be joking. “I asked you to come? When?”“Last night.” Ryan took his phone from his pocket and showed both dather and daughter an email. “You even told me to come as early as possible because you and your family are going on a picnic today.”Clara ran her hand through her hair, looking completely bewildered. “Am I running crazy? I haven't used that email address for the past two months.”That was pretty easy. Copper had hacked into Clara's laptop last night and had sent this mail to Ryan.“Stop pretending. I knew you never did like Tracy in the first place. After all I had to go through to get him for you, you still went ahead to get another manager without informing me?” Roger sh
There was a moment of silence before another person replied. “Yes. Seems he's the one. Only one Rolls-Royce has driven in since.” Hearing this, Ryan started driving. He should get out of here as fast as possible.“Stop!” “Man driving Rolls-Royce, stop!” They shouted.Ryan wasn't ready to stop driving. If they were looking for the security guard, they need not worry 'cause the guy would wake up from his sleep soon.All of a sudden, there was a loud deafening bang. Before Ryan could make out what was happening, the car jerked forward, veered out of control and drove straight into a culvert.Ryan hit his head on the steering wheel.He didn't stop to make out what had just happened. Those crazy security guards had just shot at his car tyre and he wasn't ready to allow them to have their way because of that.He took his briefcase, forced the door open and started running just in time to hear a thousand fo
He was seized with panic as he looked at the girl.“Are you okay?” He asked.“Don't you dare talk to her!” One of the people that had surrounded them shouted.Ryan realized that in his haste to make the girl stop shouting, he had no idea what impression he had made on the people around them.“He must be a pickpocket,” someone said, looking at Ryan in disdain.“This is just how they dress. They make you think they are some rich folks,” another person said.“The clothes he's putting on looks really familiar…could he have stolen them too?” “He must have stolen them too!”“All days are for the thief but one day is for the owner.”The insults went on and on and on. “Are you okay?” Ryan asked the girl again. She glared at him and finally stood up from the ground.“Did I damat anything you bought?” Ryan asked. When the girl didn't answer, he followed her glance. On the floor behin
Alice was equally surprised as everyone. She looked at the dwarf man for an explanation.“There is no group of men that I hate more than men who molest women,” the dwarf man said.“Thank you, Sir,” Alice said. Definitely, Ryan would be saying his last prayers now. “This is not the first time this man would be doing this to women. I know of a woman who he did worse things than this too, but for some reasons, I will conceal the woman's identity.”“Young woman, can you explain what happened?” The dwarf man said.The girl, alarmed, looked at Alice for help. What's all these? She had no idea this would lead to involving the army. These scary looking armies.“Don't be scared, young woman. There is nothing this man can do to you in the presence of all of us. And, these guys are taking him away as soon as we confirm that he really did hurt you,” the dwarf man said.“She is still quite shaken from everything that has happened. Actually, t
“If Ryan Lopez can ever be guilty of those things that woman said, the world is no longer safe for anyone.”Ryan smiles. “Thank you.”The captain wanted to say something when his walkie-talkie notified a message. “Big boss…”“What's the message? Over,” the captain said.“We are on standby. Over.” “Just eleven seconds more. Over.” The captain opened his arms. “If you're grateful, hug me.” Ryan grunted but still hugged him.“Some other times, you'll have to tell me why you suddenly disappeared.”“Sure. When you're free.”The patrol bus came around and with a smile, the captain pat Ryan. “Be careful around girls.” “You too!” Ryan shouted after him.He watch the captain run to thePatrol car and jumped in, the patrol car sped off, the siren blaring as it left.Ryan walked some distance away from the mall and flagged down an oncoming cab, the cab sped pa
“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