Lonely and sad, Andrew devoted his time to work, and to his project. With some money given to him by some of his family and the little money remaining in his account, he was able to build the first section of one hundred bungalows. The project will be commissioned in two days. Because of the infamous surrounding the royal forest, having buildings inside the forbidden forest generated enough publicity that soon attracted the attention of developers and investors. Dressed in a blue suit and pants, Andrew was seen accompanied by his assistant as they strolled among hundreds of busy construction workers. "Which among the companies did you suggest we work with?" Andrew asked the delighted-looking lady beside him. She was dressed in a body-hugging gown and high-heeled shoes, and all the male eyes gawked at her protruding buttocks as she stepped beside her boss. After being promoted from the position of security to a secretary, the timid and pale-looking lady suddenly changed to a s
Moved by Danny's miserable state. Andrew decided to settle the rift between him and Moana. At least, for old-time sake. Apart from Ajay, Danny is the only one who ever treated him like a human. Apart from helping Danny, Andrew also wishes to see Simpson and Jackson. He wanted to know how they feared since they parted and also wanted to wish them good luck. But because he was busy, he ordered one of his drivers to drive Danny to their villa and then resumed his supervision. The meeting went smoothly, and the best among the developers were partnered with. At last, it seemed favour had shined on the poor inhabitants of Orange County as many of them will be given a brand new home for a few pence. He avoided Jasmine throughout the weekdays, and he was surprised when he met her sitting beside Henry in front of a chopper. "Here comes my prince charming," Jasmine announced. She was dressed in a short, white gown that showed her curves and her spotless legs. And her seducing smil
"Why did your dad lie that I was dead?" Andrea asked after the usual greeting. "To stop me from looking for you. Why don't you call or ask for me?" Andrew asked back. He found it difficult to believe his hearing when he heard her voice. And it was when he saw her and held her in a tight embrace that he finally admitted that she was not dead but alive. "He warned me never to contact you," Andrea answered back. "He threatened to get me arrested if I'm seen around you. I have no choice but to keep my distance." Andrew smacked his lips and grunted out loud. His father has some explanation to make for his lies. And Andrew can't wait to meet him and demand for this. The two couples looked into each other's eyes, with fingers interlocked and rapid breathing as they clung to each other. *I am sorry, Andrew. I'm sorry for all the hurt and shame that I have caused you. I did it out of weakness and foolishness and I wish you can forgive me and let's start afresh." "I would l
After the meal, they had some glasses of champagne and chatted about old times, then went to business. Though Andrew wants to have some private moment with Simpson, Jackson won't budge from his seat. "Can you please excuse us for some moment? I have some confidential information for her," Andrew announced when it became apparent that Jackson wouldn't leave them alone. "This is my house, Andrew. You can't be ordering me around," Jackson declared with a scowling face. "Please, honey. Andrew is my boss and we have a lot to discuss?.. He asked nicely, didn't he?" "Are you supporting him against me?" Jackson asked. He grimaced, stood up, banged his two fists on the table in front of him, and then stormed out of the room in anger. "What is wrong with him? He looked as mad as a bull." "Don't worry about him. He is just jealous, and probably scared to leave us alone… Please tell me what is so urgent that you can't wait until I resume work." "About us, Simpson. Is that not
"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