Lucas rushed into his grandfather’s room, panting heavily and looking at the screen that had Denver in it. “What is he trying to do now?” Lucas asked his grandfather who was in a state of shock just like him. He had being with Emily earlier when he got a message from Blake saying that Denver was going into a media organization.At first, Lucas thought that it was a joke until the show started and he saw Denver sitting as one of the guests. He ended the date with Emily and hurriedly rushed to his grandfather’s house to listen to the entire details from there. “I have no idea of what is happening as well. But then, it’s quite obvious that he has something to say”, his grandfather replied as he shifted his attention to the television.Lucas made to talk but the words got stuck to his throat. His heart was beating heavily because he needed no one to tell him how irresponsible Denver was. Denver could easily spill things capable of causing chaos in the Belcraft group and he wouldn’t e
The two boys stood before their grandfather, with blood cuts on their lips. They were panting heavily and from the look on their faces, it was clear that they were yet to get their fair share of the fight. “What caused the fight?” Their grandfather asked with a look of displeasure in his eyes. If he were to choose a side, he would certainly choose Lucas. However, as a responsible grandfather he was, he knew that the best thing to do was to hear their sides of story. “I was on my way to come meet my dear grandfather but got ambushed right at the door!” Denver yelled out of his lungs, with his fists clenched in rage. “What right do you think you have to go visit a press to spew rubbish? Do you even think about me? About grandfather?” Lucas asked Denver who wasn’t moved a bit by his outburst.“What? You think I would remain here and watch you be the heir without a fight? I was born just like you and also, deserve the right to be the heir!” Denver said defiantly, with hate and spite vi
Denver was the first to walk out of the room. He had a big smile on his face because he got what he wanted. All he ever wanted was a means to compete with Lucas and seeing that he got that opportunity excited him to the core. Lucas walked out with a defeated look on his face. He understood that his grandfather did what he needed to do, but something in the depth of his heart didn’t support that. “Don’t this look like a fair play now?” Denver asked the minute he caught sight of Lucas. Lucas drew in a very deep breath and gulped down hard. The last thing he wanted was saying a word to him. At this, he silently started walking away. Lucas couldn’t believe that there was now a threat to his position as their of Belcraft group. Their grandfather had told them that there was need for them to choose a partner too because that would make them look more responsible after which they can go on with quest to find the treasure. Lucas had a lot of things going on in his mind and the major one
Lucas met with Emily much later that day. He had a small from on his face and despite how much he tried to conceal it, Emily was able to pick it up. “You don’t look good today. Is everything okay? Or, did one of those rich dudes step on your toes again?” Emily asked Lucas who gulped down hard and stared at her for a minute. He wanted to come clean and tell her the entire truth, but not a single word seemed to be coming out of his lips. “Do you want to go to dinner with me?” Lucas asked Emily who couldn’t believe her ears. She took a moment to stare at him again, this time, paying more attention to his entire features. He didn’t look like someone who could afford taking someone to a dinner at the moment. “I don’t think that would be a good idea. I mean…I would love to go to dinner with you”, Emily noted and smiled nervously. “Dress in the best dress you can lay your hands on. I will come pick you up at 7”, Lucas said to Emily who smiled and nodded her head in affirmation. It was
“Whose car is that?” Claire asked Emily who was as shocked as she was. Emily knew that she was going out with Lucas and as long as she was concerned, he had no car. Claire looked at Emily for one last time after which she dashed out of the room and started making her way towards the entrance of the house. Emily’s step mother came out as well. They all heard the sound of the car pulling up in the driveway and couldn’t restrain the curiosity to know who it was. Lucas took in a deep breath as he remained in the car. He had a thousand thoughts swirling around his head. At first, he had no idea of why he decided to drive one of the cars of the Belcraft group, but a part of his heart was certain that he was doing something right. He picked up his phone and sent a quick text message to Emily. “I’m here to pick you up. You can come out now”, he said to her in the text. Emily was shocked the minute the message got into her phone. At first, she thought that she was only having a wild hall
Lucas looked at Claire and her mother, wondering how possible it was that he was standing in the middle of two dumb people. “You came here with a stolen car?” Claire’s mother asked, with a great look of hate in her expression. Lucas clicked his teeth and clenched his fist in rage. He felt the urge to blurt out and yell at them, but on a second thought, he resolved to being quiet and observant instead. “I’m talking to you! You must have such nerves to think that you can come into this house with a stolen car. Are you trying to make us your accomplices?” Claire’s mother asked again, fuming with rage and breathing heavily. “Mum, would you believe that I thought it was the heir of Belcraft group or someone big who have come to see us. Who would have known that it was this poor fool?” Claire said and immediately, Lucas felt a pang on his chest. He wanted to talk but again, he remained silent and just looked at them, not making any attempt to utter a single word. “We should call the p
Emily was quite shocked to see the confidence Lucas used in telling her that they would eat there. That was unlike him and even if she was excited to eat there, she wasn’t ready for any form of troubles. “Lucas, we had our own share of troubles back there in my house. The last thing I want at this point is any more trouble because of how confident you are. We know that we don’t have so much money with us and I’m so good with that fact. We can always go to a cheaper place and have dinner”, Emily explained to Lucas who wasn’t making any attempt to listen to her. Lucas had a soft look on his face just as he stared at the receptionist who didn’t have any expression on her face.“So…are you saying that I should leave or are you the one ready to leave your job?” Lucas asked the receptionist whose eyes popped out of her socket. She was blank and shocked by what Lucas had just said. “My job?” She asked and Lucas nodded in affirmation. There was something different about Lucas and even if
Lucas didn’t say anything else. He only picked out his phone and sent a quick text. The next minute, they all heard the sound of a footstep running over to them. Every one including Emily was shocked to see the manager of the restaurant running from within and heading towards them as though he just heard a news that would stand as a threat to his life. Emily stared at him intently and back at the receptionist who was surprised to see her boss running towards them. “What is going on here? Who did you all trample upon?” He yelled out of his lungs, panting heavily and trying so hard to breath. Emily squinted her eyes as she looked at him again, trying to wonder what he was talking about at the moment. “Are you the young man who was denied access into this restaurant?” He asked as he turned to Lucas who nodded his head in affirmation and folded his hands to his chest. The man and his woman were beginning to get enraged at this point. They didn’t seem to understand why the manager w
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