"Stop it and let me go." "Hmm… I love you, Andrew." "Snap out of it, girl. What has come over you? You're drunk, aren't you?" "Yeah. I'm drunk with your love. Please don't push me away." Of course, she is drunk. The nasty smell from her mouth made him gasp for fresh air as he pushed her away from his body. "You told me you are coming from your younger sister's memorial service. How come you are as drunk as a fish?" "My sister's memorial service?" she asked back, rolled her eyes, sighed and lolled on the car seat." "You have taken more liquor than your stomach can contain. Should I drive you to your house?" Andrew paused his speech when the lady before him snored softly. "Oh, no. You can't fall asleep now!" Having no alternative. Andrew decided to take her to the presidential hotel until she became sober. He drove into the hotel gate, parked at the parking lot, and then stepped out of his car, looking as confused as a battered cat. He brought out his phone, di
He fell asleep at sunrise, and he only enjoyed his deserved sleep for a few hours. Though it was filled with recurring nightmares, Andrew hated to wake up. "Stop scowling at me," Andrea announced when he kept frowning at her. "You have two cops waiting for you." Andrew cursed under his breath as he wobbled out of the bed, stepped toward the mirror on the wall and froze in shock. His eyes were red and swollen, and two red patches appeared on his two cheeks The picture glaring at him made him sigh as he hurried into the bathroom. Minutes later, he was dressed in a grey suit that matched his gloomy mood, and he walked with a lack of alacrity into a splashy large room that was attached to his private suite. "I am so sorry for keeping you waiting. Because of the incident, I find it difficult to sleep, and was just dozing off when I heard of your presence. "Never mind, Sir. We enjoyed your serene environment and your tasty meal," the shortest among the two cops announced wi
Andrew's decision was the most absurd of all. He has spent the last few hours in deep thought, and at last, he realizes his best judgment is to tackle the blackmailing with bravery and not cower out of sight. "I would like to have a press conference in my lodge. Make the arrangement from that side and fly down here, " he muttered over the phone. "Okay, boss. I will be there in two hours… Hope you are good. You sound worried.""I'm in a deep shit. Andrew muttered and disconnected the call. He planned to come down here with Mirinda, but he was angry with her when she failed to remind him of his plan to punish the foreman who insulted him during his visit to his site. It was not her forgetfulness that got Andrew mad but her excuse. "I don't see him doing anything wrong, Sir. He is a company worker and is not obliged to attend to you. Don't you think you are just being snobbish by trying to punish him?"Though she was right, her words pricked Andrew's mind and made him unreason
I called you today to inform you about the attempted blackmailing of my life," Andrew informed the group of reporters who flocked into his suite. "Blackmail?""Who is blackmailing our future king?"The reporters' murmuring filled the large room, and Andrew raised his hand to silence them and then resumed his speech. "The case is still ongoing. But I want to inform you that my uncle's family is the prime suspect, and they should be held responsible if any evil befalls me.""Did you have any proof of this accusation, Sir?" a lady in overly large eyeglasses asked as she pointed her camera that was attached to the speaker towards Andrew. "Yes. The condition given by the blackmailers' representative is that I should renounce my claim to the crown."A young man with a scrawny body cried out from the back, "Can you please tell us the name of your uncle instead of leaving us guessing.""I can't mention any names for now, but will keep you updated.""And the dead lady, can you give us a
"I am sorry, Sir. But your VIP platinum card had been blocked. Would you like to make your payment in cash or do you have another card?"It took Andrew a while for the meaning of the receptionist's words to sink into his subconscious. Forgetting the deal he had with his dad, Andrew decided to buy Andrea a beautiful dinner gown for their outing tonight. And he was shocked when his card was rejected. "Why will your card be blocked?" Andrea asked. She was more than excited when Andrew promised to buy the gown in vogue for her. Hearing the card is blocked immediately brought gloom to her excited face. "I have something to tell you, dear. My dad threatened to disown me if I went ahead with our relationship," Andrew answered back as he pulled Andrea out of the mall. "I guess that was the reason why your card was blocked. So what will you do now?""Don't worry about me. Am just not happy that I can't afford to buy you that pink gown that you desire so much.""It's okay, dear. N
As laid down by Brian, the O'Connor family always have their Sunday breakfast together inside the main parlor. Today wasn't exceptional. The table was set with various fruits, grains, meats, vegetables and fishes, and a pewter filled with coffee. While Six people sat around the table in silence, until the stillness was broken by a loud cough from Madam Alice. After swallowing a mouthful of coffee, Alice turned toward Andrew and asked, "How long did you plan to spend here with us?""He arrived two days ago. Can't you allow him to rest before asking for his day of leaving?""No, Mary. I know Andrew is a busy man, I'm just curious who will be taking over his responsibility over there.""Andrew had been disowned by his dad. He no longer has any responsibility to attend to, " Andrea mumbled. "Really!" Alice exclaimed back with a shocked gaze. "So he is as poor as he was before leaving us?... Back to square one!""Not really," Andrew muttered back. "I have some savings and inves
Andrew's feeling when he was told the DNA result of Serah and his own was zero percent compatible was disappointment and dumbfounded, and his disappointment showed on his face as he wobbled out of the laboratory. He had strongly believed the baby was his own and being told otherwise was quite unexpected. Having no other proof to claim his baby, Andrew gave up on his pursuit. Yet still, he harbours some doubt about the authenticity of the result. After dinner one weekend, the pair were cuddling inside Andrew's room when he asked. "What did you think about Jackson's offer?" "I'm against it. Why should we stay in someone's house when we have a place as big as this? Let's stay here until your dad changes his mind." He merely asked for courtesy's sake. He had instructed Marian to buy a nice and comfortable duplex beside the shore, and the place was furnished with the latest gadgets and home appliances. This is the place he will be staying during his remaining days in Arkansas
After the burial of Elizabethan, Andrew and his sisters were invited to the royal palace for dinner. As expected, the place was filled to the brim with important personalities who came to visit his royal highness and to commiserate with him on the loss of his son. It was very late in the night before they had the chance to enter the main palace. Sitting on the throne is an old man with fluffy white hair, and his face is filled with a welcoming smile as he announces, "I am sorry for keeping you all waiting. I have to attend to everyone who left their business to check on me." He stood up, spread his arms, and with a speed and agility that is surprising for his age, he hurried towards his son, daughter and grandchildren, and held all of them in a tight embrace. "Please come and sit while dinner is served." He turned towards Andrew and his sister and let out, "I am so sorry for the loss of your dad," He paused his breath, inhaled louder and said in a voice filled with sadnes