Emily drew in a deep breath as she walked into the room and got hit by the very familiar scent of Denver. The scent angered her to the core and in her head, she imagined what it would feel like to strangle him. She turned her head to the wall and found a portrait of him smiling. There was nothing nice about him. He reeked of pretense and lies. Slowly, she walked over to his drawer and brought out a file that seemed to contain details about his birth and life as a memory the Belcraft group. With a smile,
Emily drew in a deep breath as she walked into the room and got hit by the very familiar scent of Denver. The scent angered her to the core and in her head, she imagined what it would feel like to strangle him. She turned her head to the wall and found a portrait of him smiling. There was nothing nice about him. He reeked of pretense and lies. Slowly, she walked over to his drawer and brought out a file that seemed to contain details about his birth and life as a memory the Belcraft group. With a smile,
Ann walked over to the kitchen, prepared a cup of coffee and strolled over to the living room where Lucas was sitting with his grandfather. For some reasons, she has been acting so cool and great and that was quite uncomfortable for Lucas. Lucas didn’t want to establish any sort of bonds with her because he could feel their separation coming in soon. “A cup of coffee for you, my love”, she said as she stretched it over to Lucas who wore a fake smile and collected it from her. Afterwards, she sat beside him and wrapped her hands around his shoulders.
Ann walked over to the kitchen, prepared a cup of coffee and strolled over to the living room where Lucas was sitting with his grandfather. For some reasons, she has been acting so cool and great and that was quite uncomfortable for Lucas. Lucas didn’t want to establish any sort of bonds with her because he could feel their separation coming in soon. “A cup of coffee for you, my love”, she said as she stretched it over to Lucas who wore a fake smile and collected it from her. Afterwards, she sat beside him and wrapped her hands around his shoulders.
Denver could feel the tension in the atmosphere. Even if Emily had feigned ignorance about being on the move for his downfall, he could feel it in the depth of his soul. At this, he knew that he had to make a stronger bond with his grandfather. At this, he would take his sides when something contradicting comes up against him. “Grandfather, are you out alone?” Denver asked as he took a seat beside him, wearing a smile that barely got to his eyes. He barely disturbed him during his quiet times but he had to, a plan to show that he cared for him.
Lucas stared at the invitation card his grandfather had designed for him. He felt a great weight in his heart just as he forced a smile to his face. “Does that look great?” His grandfather asked him and for a minute, he lost track of what to say. “I’m talking to you, Lucas”, his grandfather said, causing Lucas to jerk out of his thoughts. He nodded quietly and forced another smile to his face. “This looks just great”, he commented, hoping that his expression was enough to prove what he just said. His grandfather wore a small smile after which he left.
Emily walked out of her house that day with a heavy heart. Lucas wedding was around the corner and there was nothing she could do about it. All her efforts to discover what Denver might be hiding didn’t seem to be producing any sort of result and that got her restless. Just as she made to cross the road, a car quickly pulled over and two men on dark masks grabbed her. She let out a loud scream and struggled to break free but her strength was nothing compared to hers. A cloth was placed over her face and immediately, she passed out.
Lucas was in the living room when he got a call from a number that didn’t look familiar.At first, he made to ignore it, but after a second thought, he picked it up. “We can’t find Emily. She’s been missing since yesterday”, the voice on the call said and for a minute, Lucas thought that he had just heard wrongly.He jerked to his feet immediately and made to hurry out of his house, but he bumped into someone. “Ann!” He muttered and slowly raised his head to gaze at Ann who was more of surprised than startled.
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