Except Claire, who had a huge frown on her face and her food almost untouched. Lucas couldn't help but chuckle, he still had a personal punishment to give her for daring to hurt his woman, he wasn't oblivious to the fact that she was wicked and was jealous of Emily, and as such didn't bother saying anything or asking why she wasn't eating. He darted his gaze back to the most beautiful and kind woman he knew on earth and gave her a peak on her face. Denver's eyes popped when he saw what happened. He felt angry and sad that Lucas was having a good time with Emily while Claire, his own date, just sat there like some statues with a huge frown on her face and her almost untouched food. He never liked Claire right from the first day, all he just wanted was to prove to Evans that he was capable of getting anybody he wanted and to always try to set up a competition with Lucas which lucas never knew of. " So step brother," Denver called, dragging the attention of everyone to his side. H
" Emily, why is your life like this?" Claire questioned with so much hate in her voice. "I know you don't have worth and your pathetic life goes around trying to impress the heir of Belcraft, or do you think I am oblivious to what you have been doing to get him to like you?" She snorted out with so much anger. "Look let me tell you, no matter what you do, just get this one straight I to your dumb brain that you are no match for me, and people like you don't deserve anything from the Belcrafy heir" Claure blurted out, she st reached out her hands to grab the beautiful decorated and styled hair and Emily hair, she tries to drawing it out, but Emily stopped her. "I am done with all of this childish behaviour you are flaunting around. Yes, I never said I was your class and I am not dragging anything with you, why are you so bittered?" Emily asked in defence. Cloie had gone beyond what Emily would tolerate, she would normally ignore all her rant and rather be the fool, but now it was
Emily became shy, surprised and happy. Yes, surprised because she never expected or even imagined that he would be that expressive, rich men are usually so rigid and proud, they never express how they feel to a woman not to talk of someone that isn't even in their class. She smiled. A genuine smile erupted from the innermost part of her being. "I love you too" she spoke in a whisper. Loud enough for him to hear. This was the first time she was making such a declaration, and it made Lucas feel a way he could decipher. Yes, he was definitely happy, but other things he couldn't explain filled his belly, if not that they were in the middle of the road, he would have jumped on her and given her a kiss. The type that was given to Snow white when she was sent into an enchanted sleep. The atmosphere soon became tanesed, renting the air to silence to take over. Emily was back again with her quest to know what is really happening and why Lucas suddenly proposed to her and then the dinne
"Emily," Lucas, her poor friend called in shock, he had tried several times to call her but didn't get any response. Even when someone picked it was Claire, who mockingly said that she was locked inside her room because she committed an offence" he almost drove to meet her in his mask form but decided to just wait until school instead. "Why are there so many blisters on your face? And have you been crying since? Why are your eyes swollen, why are there so many bags under your eyes?" He questioned with anger and concern in his voice. He knew what had happened, and he also knew who was the cause of it." Emily smiled sheepishly at it. "It's fine Lucas, A lot happened during the weekend, and I was so eager to tell you everything, I even almost called but left my phone in the sitting room when I got locked in my room" she spoke in a low tone, with the sound of her voice it was obvious that she was still hurt. "You were locked in your room? Who did that and why?" He questioned, he trie
But how do we for goodness sake find a problem in the company that all your managers, the workers haven't figured out. What special skills or power do we have to do that? Can you please give us something better to do? This is just so impossible" he asked in a low and defeated tone."Lucas, any question? " his Grandfather inquired. "I think this task is more difficult than it sounds, and the time frame is quite small…" he spoke with several pauses at intervals."Good! I love that it is difficult, and that is why you must bring back your findings and solution in two weeks time. The board meeting would be in thirty minutes, see you both there." He spoke and walked out without sparing them a glance. Evans stayed back in the hall where he had the meeting with his grandfather, he knew that the task at hand was very tedious, hence the need to be strategic in his thinking. It was soon time for the board meeting and they all went there, looking at the manager, director and the other people
"Lucas…. Brother!!! Why do I feel you are trying all within your power to compete with me ? What was it you said in the hall?" Denver asked, anger covering his face. Lucas just smiled, he had expected Denver to wait for him in the hall to try to start up a fight but was so surprised when he went out instead. "You know Denver, I'd you left without telling me things, I would have assumed that you had a little more sense than you have but I am convinced that little brain lacks the ability to think properly" Lucas spoke in a mookenly but calm tone. "I don't know how many times I would tell you that you are no match for me. Besides, even the person you claim to be your girlfriend would leave you the moment she finds out that you are not just a very stupid person but one who lies a lot. Lucas, you lie a lot. I wonder how your grandfather hasn't noticed that you lie and pretend just To get on the good side of him." Denver spoke. With the sound of his voice even a passer by would know he w
Lucas decided to take one day off so he would have all the time to think of the best way to approach the task he had been given in the Belcraft group. He picked up the cleaning scrubs when he was working as a cleaner and resumed work in the Belcraft Company. It would be easier To get information when he is in his poor state than it would be when he is rich. Today would be the first day Working as a cleaner in the week and he prayed that he would be successful, at the same time paying attention to everything that had to do with the finances. He walked into the financial department very early in the morning to clean and perform the normal duty that is expected of every cleaner but then halted just at the door of the department. He heard some voices that he wasn't supposed to hear. It was really early in the morning and no staff had any business being in the office at that time of the day. He inched closer and closer until he couldn't hear all their conversation without having to st
For the past one week, Lucas had been working consistently as the cleaner with so much hatred from people. He didn't blame them because they were all oblivious to who he was. Lucas stayed at the corner where he constantly stays to monitor the affairs of the company. A large smirk escapes from his lips the moment Denver walks into the financial department. He had been visiting there every day since Lucas started working there and it made Lucas very excited because he would finally be able to have something that would pull him totally down and ripe him of all the chances of trying to compute with him. He had noticed the guy that Denver always goes to visit and had arranged everything to get him today. As soon as Denver left the office, Lucas loomed around to ensure that the environment was clear before he got into the man's office. The man was so engrossed in his work that he didn't know when Lucas walked in. Lucas went straight and injected a substance into his body that would
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