Timothy, Mary, and Andrea were having their lunch when Andrew wobbled inside with his bag of clothes, bowed at them and walked towards the steps leading to his room.
"What a jerk. Is that how to appreciate me for the money I spend in the hospital because of you?" Mary O'Connor stood up in anger, raised her arms, formed two fists banged it on the dining table, and then looked horrified as the bowl of soup flew up and smacked into Timothy's face.
"Aish!"
"Oh my goodness!"
"I'm so sorry, honey. It's all this unfortunate son-in-law's fault... High time we send him packing before he contaminates us with his bad luck."
Andrew smiled as Mary held the blinded Timothy to the restroom to wash the soup off his face, he turned and began to climb the steps to his room.
"Your days are numbered in my grandpa's villa. Smile now that you have the chance to... And where did you see these beautiful clothes, shoes, and wristwatches? You didn't steal them. Did you?"
"No. I worked for them... Please excuse me."
He ignored Andrea's taunt, strumbled towards the door of his room and stood astonished at the sight awaiting him.
"Where are the few pieces of furniture in my room?"
The place he stepped into was deserted of any furniture or gadgets, and a dirty blanket was laid on the white tiles, and some rags were folded as pillows at the edge of the blanket.
"Did they expect me to be sleeping on this dirty blanket?"
He immediately felt the hot breath and the scent of a woman made him leapt in fright, staggered as he landed on his wounded knee and cried out in pain.
"Gush... Who is that?"
Mary stepped inside, walked towards Andrew and peeked at him from head to toe, his mouth soon drooled with saliva when she poured out, "What happened to you?"
"What did you mean?"
She snatched the bag in Andrew's hand, poured the contents on the ground and let out in amazement, "Oh my gosh!"
"Did you like them?"
"Yes... Tell me where you see the money to buy all these."
"Why should I?"
"You did not steal them, did you?"
"No, I don't."
"Nor did you dupe someone to get it?"
"No, Mary. Stop your negative thoughts about me."
"Then you must part with something for your darling mother-in-law. Won't you?"
"Why not? God bless me so that I can bless others," Andrew answered back as he removed a pack of dollars and tossed it to the open-mouth woman.
"Ho... Thank you, Andrew. I never believed you would be a giver. In truth, nothing lasts forever."
"You are welcome. How is Timothy's face?"
Mary leaned towards Andrew and whispered, "Please don't bother about him," she paused, looked around and muttered, I warned Andrea to leave all your gadgets and furniture, but-."
"Don't worry. I will order a better one."
"You must have come into a real fortune."
"You bet!"
As far back as Andrew could remember, Mary O'Connor had shown him that he was not welcome as part of the family. Though her tantrums were minimal during Brian's days, she immediately brought out her true colour as soon as the old man was out of the picture. And it was her motherly advice that made her daughter's feelings for him depreciate from indifference to downward hatred.
Initially, Andrew had tried to do his best as an adopted son to her, and then as a good son-in-law. But all his effort can be compared to pouring water inside a basket. Fruitless!"Why did your family hate me so much?" Andrew asked Brian a few days before his death.
"Because I loved you and they were all afraid all my shares and estates would be willed to you."
"I am not interested in your wealth. I just want to live a quiet life here, make you happy and be the best son-in-law to the O'Connor family. Is that too much to ask?"
Brian answered back with a chuckle, and let out after," Mary always referred to you as a butterfly that called itself a bird... There is nothing you can do to change their opinion of you."
"Brian is right!" Andrew exclaimed as the memory of the conversation flowed into his subconscious."Lazy bone. You better come and wash all the dirty clothing in this house if you want to eat dinner tonight."
Andrea's voice jolted him out of his trance, and he smiled as she peered at his designer clothing with an open mouth.
"To hell with your dinner."
"Why did you come back? I thought you would be leaving the hospital and never looked back."
"This is my home as far as I know."
"Let me warn you. We will make this place hotter for you, and I bet you will run in a few days."
"You want me to leave so that I won't have any access to Brian's property. Is that not what you all want?"
"You are wiser than I thought. Can you be kind enough to grant us this wish?"
"I am not interested in your grandfather's will, but he made me pledge to remain in this house for the ten years of our marriage," Andrew paused his speech, hissed and let out, " I will forever be miserable if I break the promise I made to him at his last moment of living."
"Stop lying. You don't care about the old man's wish. You think he will give you a larger share of his assets. Don't you?"
"You are entitled to your opinion.""I was the one that removed all the furniture and gadgets. Let's see how you will cope without them."
"Brian gave all the furniture and gadgets to me before his death, and you have no right to park them out in my absence.""Brian is my grandfather and I have the right to do whatever I like with his property. How long will l remind you of that?"
"Forever. Because he is the only one I know as my family as well."
"You must tell me where you see the money to buy all this stuff. I won't be comfortable if you robbed someone just to impress us."
Andrew dipped his hand inside his pocket, brought out another wad of dollars tossed it to Andrea, and then let out, "Share this with your family, and tell them your loathsome husband is now rich."
Andrea shakes her head and her countenance changes from resentment to shock, and then to awe.
"You must tell me the truth, Andrew. Tell me where you see all this money or else-"
"Or else what? The money is mine, you can give me back if you don't want to."
"I will accept it as part payment for the food you have been eating in this house... But that won't stop me from finding out the source of your wealth, and if I should discover you amassed it through any cunning way, then I won't hesitate to get the cops involved."
After changing into a new T-shirt and pants, Andrew stepped out of his room, down the steps and halted suddenly when he realised he was the source of their discussion downstairs. "We need to be careful and not to be blown away by his new wealth. Let's all go and ask him," "That's Madam Alice's voice," Andrew grunted at the hearing of his greatest adversary's voice, took three more steps and then paused when Mary let out. "I already did. But he won't divulge it to anyone." "Not even to his wife?" Madam Alice asked back "Andrea is no longer his wife but ex-wife," Timothy mumbled." "Not officially. I am still his wife on the paper." "Shh. Let's claim Johnson belongs to him so that we can be able to collect more money." Mary said in a whisper. "Why did you like money so much?" Moana asked. "Because money makes the world go round. " "So what did you suggest that we do?" Timothy asked, after peering into his wife's face for the directive. "I say we put our palms on our chins an
Andrew was back in the hospital the following day, and luckily for him, his space had not been given to any patient yet.After being treated for several wounds and dislocation on his body, the unhappy son-in-law of the O'Connor family was at last discharged after a week of intensive treatment. "Welcome, Mr Andrew. It's been days since I saw you around." A bald man opened the gate of their villa and bowed to welcome him back. Since he was too weak to take part in a chit-chat, he nodded in answer, gestured to the driver to drive forward and alighted in from of his villa. he was almost fainting when he dragged his feet into the parlour, wavered at the eyes peering at him, shrugged and started to climb the steps to his room. "Come back here. Are we too small or you are blind and can't see us?" "I don't have the strength to talk, please excuse me." "Let him be, Mary. He was just discharged from the hospital and looked pale." "Why is my dad always defending this useless man?" "Becaus
Most hotels in Arkansas City are patronised by the rich, but the Palace Hotel is meant only for the super-rich. Constructed over a hectare of land, with gorgeous buildings, gymnastics and spa, shopping mall, cafeterias and bar. The Palace Hotel is a place to be when you have lots of cash to spend.Apart from his younger days when Brian had brought all his family here, Andrew had never passed the main gate and always stood at the roadside to watch those lucky enough to afford the exorbitant price of their items, as they drove in and out of this hotel. Because of his designer shirt, trousers and expensive golden wristwatch, the security at the gate side bowed to welcome him into the hotel, and a waiter quickly scurried to his side as soon as he sat on one of the magnificent cushion chairs. "I am here for your order, sir," the waiter announced as he placed the Menu list in his front. "Get me a plate of fried rice, with full chicken and a bottle of champagne." "Right, away sir." "
Their conversations hushed, and all their eyes fell on the loathsome son-in-law as he sauntered inside, bowed at them and hurried towards the steps that led to his room. "Come back here, Andrew." The most notorious among the rumour mongers of the O'Connor family shrieked after him, and this made him halt his movement, veering around and begging, "What is it? Madam Alice." "Is that the way to greet your in-law... And tell me where you are coming from, and why you did not participate in cleaning the villa and preparing dinner?" "Because I am busy," Andrew answered back, turned to proceed with his climbing and then announced, "Please excuse me, I will be back soon." "I don't blame you," Madam Alice hissed and let out, "I blamed Mary for being too lenient with you." "Leave him alone. Can't you see he is tired and needs to relax before dinner is ready?" "What is wrong with Moana?" The plumpy woman with a weird wig over her small head turned towards Moana and asked with a puzzling loo
Back in his room, the sad son-in-law of the O'Connor family was as sad as doom, and he was seen sprawling on one of his newly bought cushion chairs. They would have respected me if I came from a respectable family, and not adopted, " he let out, closed his eyes and sighed deeply. Deep inside, Andrew knew there was nothing he could do to make the family of his wife hold him in high esteem. To them, he will always remain an unfortunate gold digger who married into their family only for their wealth. "Am I truly a gold digger, and only after Brian's wealth?" He asked himself, shook his head and announced after, "No. I just want to fulfil my part of the bargain." He was still lost in thought when the door leading to his room opened, neither did he open his eyes when footsteps sounded closer, and a voice mumbled," I just want to check on you before leaving. I hope you still have my telephone number and address, come to Orange County whenever you are ready and my door will always be ope
"Good morning," Andrew muttered at the sight of his wife. Seeing her in a short towel around her waist brought back the memory of their few nights together. She peeked at his designer clothes and shoes, shook her head and announced, "It doesn't fit you, Andrew. The man I knew was always dressed in plain clothes and not this thousand-dollar designer." "You are right. Dressing well doesn't change your family's opinion about me." "Because we knew the source of your sudden wealth is questionable-.'. Andrea paused her speech, stepped closer to Andrew and asked in a whisper, "Why did you embarrass Stevenson at the Palace Hotel yesterday?" "I didn't. He started abusing me first." "Shh!" "Oh... He is inside. I don't care." Andrew answered with a shrug. "He said you paid for your meal with a credit card. Where did you see it?" "It's mine. Did anyone report a lost credit card to you?" "Not yet... Just remember that none of my family will stand by you when the cops come looking for you
Andrew had been to many offices during his short time hunting job, yet, the beauties in his front were peerless. The wall is as white as snow, the floor is adorned with white marble, and beautiful cushion chairs with golden covers make the office look like a palace. As for the several gadgets, they can only be seen inside the house of the super-rich. "Please sit down, Andrew." Andrew peeked at the beautiful woman in front as he sat on one of the cushion chairs, and he was mesmerised by her white, long hair that reminded him of a waterfall, her well-shaped face perfected by blue eyeballs, a straight nose, and pink lips. " I was talking to you, Andrew!" He was pulled out of his reverie when Miss Simpson called his name. "Em... Em, I am so sorry, I still don't understand what's going on." "I will explain to you, now. But before then, " Miss Simpson pressed a black button on her table, and Angela hurried inside a minute later. "You called for me, Ma." Her voice shivered when she s
"Here I am, Miss Simpson," Richard muttered when he stepped into the well-furnished office. "How dare you insult my visitor here?" Miss Simpson asked in anger. "I don't know he is your guest. He is my neighbour and I am used to teasing him, even before we meet here." "I don't care who he is to you, or if you have met before," Miss Simpson yelled in resentment, turned toward Andrew and asked, "What is your decision about this man?" "Terminate the contract agreement with him." "What?" "You heard him, Mr Richard. Your contract with us is terminated. You can go with you loads of vegetables." "Please, Miss Simpson. Rejection of my supply will lead to a loss for me." "What is my concern about that? Apologies to the man you insulted and not me." "Apology, Mr Andrew. I am so sorry for treating you with contempt." "You insulted me in public, and now begging me in private." "In that case, I am willing to apologise to you in public," Mr Richard bowed at Andrew, then gestured to him to
A year later, Andrew had almost forget about his estranged queen, and only the vacant position of the queen keeps Jasmine's memory fresh in his brain. During the chiefs meeting one late night, the chief chamberlain cleared his throat and muttered, “When is our kingdom having a new queen? It’s over a year since Queen Jasmine left our palace.” “The chief chamberlain just spoke my mind,” An older chief in a white regalia let out. “ As our custom demand, the throne of the queen must not be vacant more than twelve months. We must choose another queen as soon as possible.” Andrew Inhale louder and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. “I can’t just make a random woman my queen. I need to first find a woman that I like, fall in love with her and then choose her. Don’t you think this is a long process that can’t be achieved in a few months.” “We all know this, your highness,” Another chief in a blue regalia and extra large hat mumbled. “We have all think this through and decided to choose Andrea
Jasmine barged into Andrew's chamber one night and met him staring at some family photos. “You don’t bother to check on me since Andrea arrived.”Andrew offered a sardonic smile and gestured to her to come closer.“I’m so sorry. You have been acting cold and making it difficult to talk to you.”Jasmine fixed her eyes on Andrew's face as she stepped closer and stood beside him. “You know why am angry, yet you keep doing the same thing to drive me to anger... Did I do wrong by marrying you?”With an innocent smile pasted on his face, Andrew shakes his head sideways and asked, “What did I do wrong? You have been avoiding me since Andrea arrived in the Palace.”“You know what you did, Andrew. So stop acting all sweet.”“I only knew Andrea’s presence here is not agreeable to you. But as you already know, she is the mother of my heir and I can’t stop her from visiting her only son.”“Oh!” Jasmine exclaimed. “Are you shaming me because I haven’t given you a child or you just hated me?”
The legal battle was tougher than Andrew had imagined. But at last, Jackson was given the option of parole only after five years and a commendable behavior. Though it wasn't exactly what Andrew wanted. Yet still, he was glad that he was able to reduce his punishment. A year later, Andrew was attending to some political guests when he was informed of Ajay's arrival in his palace. "Take him to my private chamber. I will be with him in a few hours." He quickly dismissed his guests and rushed to attend to his childhood friend. "What brought you to my palace at this time of the night? I thought you had gone to Arkansas City for the Yuletide holiday." "Yes, I just came back some hours ago," A smile appeared on Ajay's face as he muttered," Andrea is back at the O'Connor's villa." "Oh! Why doesn't she come to me?" "She can't. She knows that you are happily married and she won't like to be a distraction to you or your wife." "Married, yes. But not happily… Do you have her new mobile n
Jacob was found dead in his room the following morning. As expected, Jackson was arrested for the murder of Teddy. During the interrogation, he refused to mention Andrew's name and insisted it was an accident. Nevertheless, he was found guilty of manslaughter and was sentenced to ten years imprisonment. Though Andrew was happy that he had avenged his father's and grandfather's death, he felt sad that Jackson ended the scapegoat. But because of the sensitivity of the case, he had no choice but to sit and watch the law take its full course. A few days after Jackson's judgment, Andrew was seen gazing absent-mindedly into the sky when he heard some footsteps behind him. He turned and a smile appeared on his face at the sight of the unexpected guests. "Hi, Simpson.""My king!"Andrew stepped closer and held Simpson in a tight embrace. He then picked up his daughter, hugged her and then ruffled Jimmy and Tommy's hair and mumbled, "You guys are growing fast," He turned towards Simpson
Andrew was right. Bad news travels faster than its counterparts. His rumour of death had reached his enemies even before Jackson arrived. Sevreachedmen were seen in a jovial mood as Jackson stepped inside a splashy large room with a blinding light. "Welcome, Jackson. We have heard of the usurper's death, and we realized this is your handwork," Jacob announced as he held Jackson in a tight bear hug. "Now that he is dead, let's see how he wants to wear the crown.""It's my pleasure to serve you, people," Jackson mumbled as he offered his hand for a shake. And he was aware of the poisoned pin as it pricked Jacob's palm. Jacob also feels a light sting and his eyes immediately gawk at the ring on Jackson's finger. "Where is the poisoned ring?" Jacob asked as he released the breath he had been holding. Seeing a different ring on Jackson's finger brought immediate relief to him. "Here… Here it is," Jackson said as he dipped his hand into the pocket of his suit and brought out the deadly
Though Andrew didn't believe Jasmine's explanation. Nevertheless, he decided to let the sleeping dog lie. Yet still, this seemed to bring a bigger hole in their imperfect relationship. And the two of them live like cat and mouse for months. A year later, Andrew was still wondering why he ended up with Jasmine when he was informed of a guest awaiting him. Thinking maybe it was Andrea, he immediately asked if it was a man or a woman, and disappointment could be seen on his face when he was told it was a man. "I can't see him tonight. Take him to the guest quarters until I'm free to attend to him.""Yes, Your Highness. Though he claimed that it was very urgent and begged for your immediate attention.""What is his name?""Ajay O'Connor. He seemed to know you from your days at Arkansas City.""Send him in," Andrew mumbled. He wonders what Ajay wants with him and his curiosity makes him restless until Ajay arrives. The young man was a shadow of himself. His once smooth and shining ski
After their first night together, Andrew and Jasmine seemed inseparable. Though their relationship can be termed one-sided, Jasmine appeared to be happy and satisfied, and it looked like Andrew had at last forgotten his lost love. Since the royal chief won't stop disturbing him from getting married, Andrew has no choice but to propose to the excited Jasmine who immediately agrees. In truth, when the desirable is not available, the available becomes the desirable. Six months later, the pair decided to tie the knot. Their marriage was the talk of the town, and a week was declared a public holiday to celebrate the important occasions. During the royal banquet, Andrew was seated among his family and friends in a deep conversation when he noticed a silhouette of a woman who resembled Andrea. "Excuse me, please," Andrew muttered, standing up from his throne and hurried towards the outgoing lady. He ignored all the well-wishers who called out to wish him a happy married life and smiled
The sun was already glaring in the sky when Andrew woke up. After having a light meal, he decided to visit his ladies, at least for courtesy's sake. They came from far and near, and sending them home without attending to them seemed very insulting. They were put separately in different rooms, and Andrew knocked on the first door and stepped inside.A tall and shapely lady with a beautiful face stood up from the bed and walked towards him. "Good morning, my lord. I have been waiting for you since yesterday and I am glad that you finally come to visit me."The lady hugged him seductively and dragged him towards the bed in the middle of the room. But Andrew gently removed his hand and then motioned to the lady to sit down, while he sat beside her. "What is your name?""Janet, my lord.""And your profession?" "I'm a barrister and I'm working with a private company." Janet placed her palm on Andrew's chin to caress him, but Andrew held her hand, frowned and shook his head. "Take it eas
Three months later. Andrew was seen walking to and fro in his palace, and the grimace on his face showed his state of mind. His body shivered, and his eyes were cloudy. A red line shows around his eyes and a patch appears on his forehead. After yawning twice, he suddenly whirled towards the men at his back and asked, "Are you telling me she had grown wings and disappeared from the surface of the earth? I have spent millions of dollars to look for her, sent people from one end of the earth to the other side, and the result is always negative." "I'm sorry, my lord," A tall man with a large scar in between his eyes answered back. " I guess she didn't want to be found and had been evading us." "We heard she was in Orlando, and we immediately flew down there. But she must have heard of our arrival and disappeared before we reached her hideout." Andrew's frown deepened as he stared at the men on his front. "Why am I unfortunate to be surrounded by letdown people? I want a result and no