Emily had intentions for the party. She was bent on unraveling who the masked heir was and why she couldn’t take off the feeling of familiarity that swung around her each time she was close to him. She took a glass of wine and took a sip, smiling and looking around the party hall. Everything that was currently happening seemed to have happened before and she couldn’t help feeling glad that the masked heir found her worthy to invite her to a party. “Are you having fun?” Lucas asked as he walked over to her, still with the mask on his face. Emily took in a deep breath and nodded her head in affirmation. This was every definition of fun compared to the hell she faced in her house. Lucas took a hold of her hands and placed a soft kiss on it. Again, she felt that hit of familiarity but couldn’t place her hands on it. “I would just go handle some things around. If you need anything, come look for me, or Blake”, Lucas said as he walked away from Emily who nodded her head in understan
“What’s going on here? Why are you here and why are you talking to my guest?” Lucas asked as he turned to Denver. Denver wore a smirk on his face. He seemed quite ready to have a fight and so was Lucas. “You can’t ask me that. I’m only trying to talk to a guest”, Denver replied, without an iota of guilt in his eyes. Lucas felt guilt growing in his nerves. He clenched his fist furiously and walked closer to Denver. “I would suggest that you leave at this point”, Lucas warned sternly but Denver didn’t bat an eyelid. Emily stood still, staring at the both of them calmly and not making an effort to intervene. Deep down, she felt that this was their world and she might just be entering a form of trouble if she decided to intervene. “Leave, now! You are not allowed to be anywhere around here”, Lucas said with a gritted teeth, trying so hard to keep his rage at bay since he didn’t want to be the center of attention. Denver kept that same smirk on his lips. He was in for trouble and he
Emily returned back to the school and decided to check on Lucas. To her utmost dismay, he was nowhere in view. At first, she felt that he might be bad since she honored the invitation of the masked heir. This caused her heart to be troubled. She went outside the gate and decided to remain there, waiting for him to arrive from wherever it was he had gone to. After what seemed like ages, she saw a black Benz pulling up at the front of the school. She looked at it intently, especially because it looked like one of the cars she saw parked at the garage of the party. She ran over to it and found the car plate. On it was boldly written “Belcraft group”. Lucas was startled to catch sight of her right in front of the school. He had thought that she already went back to her home or her dormitory. After the event at the party, he swiftly went back to change to his normal Lucas after which he snuck out of the scene. However, before then, he had looked around for Emily but didn’t see her any
It was the day of the school annual graduation ceremony. Lucas wasn’t graduating, neither was Emily. However, they both had roles to play in setting things up in school. Claire on the other hand was among the group of people making preparations and so was Ella. Ella had been so lost in her world since her plans to meet with the heir of Belcraft kept failing without any efforts. “I heard that her plans to meet with the heir of Belcraft keeps failing. That’s why she barely wear a smile these days. Her family’s company is at the verge of failing”, Emily said to Lucas who nodded calmly, even if he had an idea of every single thing that was currently going on.“That’s her cup of tea”, Lucas said with a deep hiss after which he returned his gaze to arranging the flowers on the table.Ella walked up to Emily at that point, with her hands folded to her chest and a look of disdain on her face. Apparently, it already dawned on her that Emily was the only person lucky to have gotten quite cl
Emily walked into her house later that day. She had gotten a call from her step mother that sounded quite urgent. The minute she walked into the room, she caught sight of her father and step mother, both sitting on a couch and wearing a massive frown on their faces. She could tell that something was wrong but what she couldn’t place her hands on was how that was of any concern to her. “Hi Dad and mum”, she greeted and lowered her eyes to the ground in respect. She had no idea of why she still called them that especially because none of them reached up to their role. However, she had to keep up with that since she still lived in the same house with them. Her father was the first to raise his head. He gave her a long lingering stare that sent cold shivers down her spine. Next, her step mother lifted her head and fixed them on her; as though she committed a crime. “So…I hear that you can help us”, her father started, causing Emily’s eyes to pop out in shock. She stared at the both
Ella walked up to Emily once school was over. She had a mean look on her face and it was easily to tell that she was in for some trouble. Emily’s heart skipped a beat the minute she saw her because she already had an idea of what she was about to say. “Have you spoken to the heir yet?” Ella asked, with her eyes blaring in rage. Emily gulped down hard and wiped the sweats that had formed on her forehead. How was it possible that both her family and Ella were looking up to her for help in regard to speaking with the heir of Belcraft?“I can’t help you, Bella. Who do you think I am? A friend to the heir”? Emily finally voiced out. She was beginning to get tired and frustrated with the fact that Ella was bugging her with something she couldn’t do much about. Ella let out a scoff as she folded her hands to her chest and wore a deep smirk. She couldn’t believe that Emily was spewing such rubbish off her lips.“Are you trying to play with me right now?” She asked Emily who looked at her
Lucas stared at Emily who wouldn’t stop crying. She had a heavy weight and burden on her shoulders and just as he stared at her, he tried to figure out a means to help her and cause her tormentors to suffer as well. “I’m not so close to the masked heir. He invited me to a couple of parties but i don’t even know who he is. How do they expect me to get his help?” Emily asked Lucas who kept on staring at her intently. He made to tell her that he was actually the one but he needed no one to tell him that the best thing to do at the moment was keep quiet. “I’m so sorry about that. How can I be of help?” Lucas asked quietly while Emily took in a very deep breath and gulped down hard. “There’s nothing much you can do but I appreciate your gesture. I’m in a fix here. I can’t even contact the heir!” She said again, with more tears rolling out of her eyes. Earlier, Ella had walked up to her with a big frown on her face just as she insisted that she influence the masked heir into having a me
Dressed in a black tuxedo and with his mask carefully placed across his face, Lucas made his way to the location set aside for the dinner with Emily’s family and Ella’s family. The both family had hurt him in way and manner he didn’t imagine and he was ready to pay back in full. Emily say by the table, looking around, with her heart beating out of her chest. When she received a letter summoning her to the joint meeting with the Belcraft heir, she thought that it was only a joke. Her father and step mother also got invited and this made it quite difficult for her to understand. Just then, Ella walked into the scene, with her parents strolling behind her. Emily’s heart dropped in shock as she looked at Ella who was dressed in a blue beautiful dress, looking gorgeous as ever. “What is going on? Wasn’t this supposed to be a meeting between just our family and the masked heir?” Emily’s father asked and for a minute, she was blank and unable to utter a word. All she knew was that her
Before Lucas could make a movement out of the location, a gang of boys had gathered already, surrounding him. The old man couldn't just stop calling him a thief even after he had explained to him that the money belonged to him. However, at some point in time, Lucas couldn't blame them. He had not taken his time to think through his actions. He should have known that it was definitely going to be outrageous for an odd looking man like him to display such huge amount of money, even if he was in disguise. No one but him knew he was in disguise as a poor man after all.Soon enough, it looked to him like the old man had filled the gang in with the wrong details. That explained the disapproving and angry stares they gave to him. It was unfortunate that even as he tried to plead with them so he could tell them the truth from the misconception the old man had, they had began to throw blows at him, kicking and slapping him at the same time.Lucas considered their action to be inconsiderate, i
He was more shocked to see the group of people staring at him, confusion spread out on their faces. There were just three of them. Three women, staring at him. And neither of them was ready to move away from the spot they were standing at. Although he wasn't surprised at how they stared at him. As of that time, he was no longer the rich looking, handsome billionaire. He was now an ugly haggard poor man who was sniffing around the cliff, probably searching for what to eat. After staring at them in silence for quite some time, he decided to make a move as he suddenly remembered what he had thought of doing if things didn't work out fine. As usual, there was always a plan B.Surprisingly, the first step he took made them take another step back. Despite given the distance, he could still see the distrust that equally led to fear on their faces. Of course, he should have expected that. “I won't hurt you please. I just need to ask you a few questions.” He said, taking another step towards
The last action he did was button up the torn trousers he was putting on. Unfortunately for him, he didn't have a mirror where he could look up himself to see how he looked in his disguised form. He had made a mental note to himself before leaving the house that he had to look the poorest ever.After his several attempts to make the people around him believe that Emily was not dead had failed, Lucas took it upon himself to go search for her himself. He knew how hard he had paid people to go in search of her. However, it was heart breaking to say that there was no one who took it in their deep interest to find her because if they did, he was pretty sure that some positive results would have come out. He was presently at one of the abandoned and deserted warehouses he knew about. That was another perfect spot for a billionaire like him to suddenly transform himself into a disgusted poor man which people would want to stay away from. He had chosen the warehouse, far from the mansion so
“He used to be a student at the school.” The words of Mr. Shaw couldn't stop playing in her head. “I was able to go into the city. That was the only place I could think of finding him since no one here knew who he was. And I had to start from where we had found you. When there was nothing positive there, I moved further. Along the line, I was able to find a group of people, young boys especially who had an idea of him. According to the people I found, he used to be a student at one Belmont Academy.” The old man explained to Emily.At first, when he had come into the house with the good news of having found the man in the picture and knowing his location, Emily felt her heart gladden. Even if they were on a maybe part of finding him, she believed a clue was worth something. But as it stood, she had just one question… how would she find him in a big school just as the old man described? From the look of the young man in the picture, he didn't look like one to still be in school. So, wh
It was two days gone in her new place, and Emily still couldn't remember who she was or where she came from. All she had with her was her name which sometimes she questions if it might truly be her name. And also the picture which she had given to Mr. Shaw to help her find the truth behind it. Ever since the date she found the picture, she took it upon herself to search every nook and cranny of the bag said to belong to her, with the intention of finding anything else that could tell her who she truly was. Unfortunately, there was nothing. It was just a bunch of make up kit, the name tag, and the picture. However, what Emily was truly focused on at the moment was finding out who the man in the picture was. She believed that if she found out who he truly was, it could be a lead to her real identity.Now, she was home alone like the previous days. Mrs. Shaw had gone to her place of business, insisting that she had to fully recover before she would start working for her as they had agre
Blake stood to stare at his friend in confusion. He didn't want to believe what he had just heard from him. But then, he was forced to believe him, owning to the seriousness on his face. “I have a lot of questions concerning this if you're actually serious about it.” Blake finally opened up to say.There was a reign of silence as Lucas didn't respond to him. “How did you leave to find Emily? Where did you also go to find her, Lucas?” Blake asked, hoping he would still get a response from him because definitely, he was curious.“When you all were asleep, foolishly believing that she is actually gone for good.” Lucas answered, a sting of betrayal playing in his voice. “Lucas, you're endangering your life.” Blake said, concern glaring in his voice.“I don't care if I had to do that. All I want is to find my woman.” Lucas said forcefully, turning to look back at Blake.“Let me remind you that this supposed woman is dead.” Blake said. “Her body was not found. That doesn't mean that she
“Is he still locked up in his room?” Mr. Belcraft asked Blake the moment he walked in. Blake let out a deep sigh firstly before he could respond.“I'm just coming in. But I bet he would still be locked up in his room.” Blake finally answered. The old man was the next on line to let out a deep sigh. When Blake watched him closely, he could see the wrinkles which had appeared on his face. It was clear to him that the old man was more stressed up than anyone else could be.And truth be told, he just had to be, owning to the fact that he deeply cared about his grandson.“Will you help me go check up on him?” Mr. Belcraft opened up again, pleadingly.“Of course Mr. Belcraft. I would do that.” Blake said, and he nodded his head in approval. Blake then turned in the attempt of doing what he had come to do as well as what he had been pleaded to do. However, just when he was about to take further steps upstairs, leading to Lucas room, he suddenly stopped. He quickly turned back to him. “Mr. B
All through the ride last night, Emily couldn't get her head off the fact that she was about to go start a new life in a village she knew no one or nothing about. Although underneath the scary feeling, she felt thrilled to go start a new life. When she thought deeper about the bold step she had taken towards an unknown destination, she pushed aside the fear that clunged onto her. After all, she couldn't remember who she was. There was a possibility her new journey could make it all happen. The clattering sound she had heard caused her to open her eyes, and sit on the bed. "Oh, God." She yawned deeply. For a minute, she had forgotten that she was now in the home of her saviors, the old woman and her husband. After she had pleaded with her to let her leave with them, the old woman had thought of it wise to inform her husband. Clearly, Emily didn't object to it. All she did was pray inwardly that the old man was going to accept it. And he did. While they took it upon themselves t
She had thought that the smell of drugs, syringe, and possible vomit had only conjured in her dream. However, she was all wrong when she opened up her eyes. Her first sight was the bulb producing light which was on, and the rolling fan. She stayed put for a while as she tried hard to realize where she was. Sadly, the harder she tried, the more pain she felt. The young lady closed her eyes shut again. This was in a bid to calm her hurting head, and also see if she could get anything. When she did it for the longest time she could remember, and nothing happened, she opened back her eyes. It was at that time she used the opportunity to look around where she was. Definitely, she had not been wrong when the smell told her she could be in a hospital. Even if her memory had a bit of lagging behind, she could as well recognize what an hospital looked like. But, she still couldn't think past the question she had. Why was she in a hospital? She thought. Despite the struggles, she finally