Emilia ran her eyes over both men before she responded. "Yes, Diego is in, and do you wish to see him?!" Emilia asked back. "No, no, I do not want to see Diego; I was just making sure.""Okay but who are you two?!" Emilia asked them with question gazes. "Um, my name is Reginald, and I know that I can confide in you, Emilia. So please tell me, Is Mr Genius here?!"Emilia continued to stare at both of them for a while before she responded. "I don't think there's anyone that bears that name in this place. " She said plainly. "Is there anyone who bears Mr Andrew here?!" Reginald asked, rephrasing his sentence. Emilia tried to hide the look that she had made when Reginald mentioned Andrew's name. "No, there's no one that bears that name here either!" She said promptly and tried to dismiss both of them. "I think you too should leave now or haven't I answered all your questions?!""Please do not raise your voice, Emelia!" Reginald pleaded as he looked around, hoping that they would no
Andrew had failed to recover his car from the ice cream shop. He Would have taken up the issue concerning his stolen car, but the car was the least of his problems now, and he had all the money to replace the car he needed. He was more concerned for his parents' health than anything else. He was glad that Lisa had patiently listened to him when he took his time to explain That people were onto him, And they would stop at nothing to make sure that, they saw Andrew suffer, and she had to be grateful that he had found their daughter and rescued her just in time before those men got away. He hadn't given her the full details of the story, just the necessary parts, and debunked every other thing that Dora had said. When Lisa confronted him about what Dora had said about him having superpowers, he laughed about it, making the laugh so real, and deep down, he was only passing time and thinking of what to say that would sound convincing enough. "Would you believe that?!" Andrew said after
A few weeks later, Andrew's parents were well enough to be discharged from the hospital, and Andrew could not have been more glad. He threw a party on their return—the party only included himself, his parents, his immediate family, the house workers, and Pa Jones. Since he had not yet revealed himself to the others; his friends, and office workers about his return, no one esle had been invited to the party. Andrew felt his life was complete again; he was almost the richest man in the country, and his parents, who he thought had died, were alive and well. It was a swell moment for him. Lisa was the one who was growing increasingly worried that Andrew was now staying back from the office and avoiding contact with everyone else. Poor Patrick had been to the house several times to check up on her. Lisa couldn't tell why, but Andrew had instructed that she should not let him know that Andrew had returned, and each time Patrick left the house with a sad look on his face, she would ask A
—Get ready for your ultimate task, master— Valkyron's electronic voice boomed; this time, itsscreen was not hovering in front of Andrew and emanating a blue light as usual.. Instead it was iitsovoicethat was resounding from every angle. "What do you mean, Valkyron ,and how....how did i get here?"Andrew asked as he turned around, trying to make out where he was. This did not look like any of the rooms in Andrew's mansion; it looked more like he was in a desert, and he wondered how he had gotten there. He could hear multiple voices around him as if he was standing in front of a crowd that was waiting for him to perform, but he couldn't see anyone around him even when he looked into the distance. He tried to pinch himself to be sure that this was not a dream—it wasn't. —Focus, master. Now that your parents are awake, you have unlocked the second phase of your mission, which begins now, the ultimate test that you're about to face will determine if you're worthy of your powers and all
The gates to the dungeon were opened up immediately, and Diego made his way into the dungeon, the man trailing behind him. "I have no idea how you got out of the dungeon, but get prepared to meet your end!" Diego said as a smile played across his face. Andrew struggled to get up from the floor but fell back onto the floor, his knees giving up under him. Blood was sprawling from every part of his face; some got into his eyes, blinding him from seeing who was in front of him. "You!" Andrew pointed wearily at Diego, "I'm so.... going to...kill you!" Diego let out a dangerous laugh that only lasted for a brief moment. "I'd like to see you try!" Diego let out in mockery and stretched forth his hand at Andrew. All of a sudden, Andrew felt himself being lifted off the floor by a strange force. "Now I'm going to show you the true taste of power!" Diego said with a smirk on his face. Andrew was already feet above the floor. He was flaring his arms and legs in the air, shouting at the t
ANDREW The hot chicken soup shocked his almost dirty but handsome face with steam, carrying it with his bare hands without caring about the burns he would get from it. Andrew, a man with a rugged appearance and faded shoulder shirts, pushed open the door with a warm smile. "I brought your favorite chicken soup, Dora," he said, his smile spreading from ear to ear. However, as he scanned the room, his eyes froze on the empty bed, and his heart sank. "Dora! Where is Dora?" he exclaimed, his mind racing with panic. Just a few weeks ago, his daughter had been diagnosed with kidney failure, which had been ravaging her tiny body. His wife, Lisa, had been working tirelessly to pay off the mounting bills, while Andrew did his best to assist with the expenses. Shaking off his thoughts, Andrew rushed out of the room, his face drenched in cold sweat. "What could have happened to her?" he wondered, his mind filled with dread. "No, no, nothing bad has happened to Dora," he assured him
ANDREW "Young master Andrew. You finally decided to pick up my call." The voice from the other end of the line snorted out with a cough.. Andrew clenched his fist. For a while, it looked as though his tongue was tied to the roof of his mouth. Andrew swallowed his pride and humbled himself, recognizing that his child's life was more important than his ego. He took a deep breath and uttered the words that felt foreign to him, "I need your help." He paused, then continued, "My daughter is ill at Hopkins Hospital, and I require a transfer of five hundred thousand dollars to the hospital account for her treatment." This was the family he had vowed never to return to, but circumstances had forced him to put aside his pride. He added, "I don't want my grandfather involved in this, and I don't want anything to do with him." To his surprise, the response was, "Of course, young master. That's the easiest thing for me to do." Andrew was taken aback, expecting resistance or hesitation,
ANDREW "I'm the father of the child that you want thrown out. You seem to be a mother, however, you don't show any sympathy for a girl that's dying in pain?" He inquired with a slight frown. "So this is the father of the girl?" She said with amusement on her face. "If the father of the child is this rich and good looking. And wonder what would become of that poor girl?" She said with a sarcastic smile. Her frown returned when she turned around towards the already scared doctor who took a few steps backwards due to fear . "Why don't you tell me! You are the head doctor of this place. Have you been giving freebies to poor peasants like him?" She asked angrily. Doctor Williams was short of words once again. He didn't want to say anything that would provoke her. Even though she was not right, she was still the mother to the heir of the Hills family and had to be treated as such. "No ma'am, we will do no such thing. We got a call this morning for the child to be moved to the ex