Andrew sat down in his room knowing that Patrick was going to take care of everything that needed his attention. ‘Francis will have to learn his place in this house, I don't know why he thinks he has the right to insult me like that but nothing is going to be coming from it.’ Andrew sat down, he didn't even want to think of the fact that his wife wanted him to apologize to him for trying to insult him. He looked around and he noticed that there was something he was not yet cleared on and that was the reason behind all the insults that come from his wife. “I came into this house poor and broke, I knelt before everyone for them to accept me. But now things have changed and there is no way I am going to be kneeling before anyone to be accepted!” Andrew looked at his door and noticed that his wife walked in, she had a strange look on her face showing that she was either worried sick or confused about why Andrew acted that way. Lisa stood still looking at Andrew for a while, she w
Andrew didn't want to let anything slip out of place before he left for city X, it was something he had made up his mind that he was going to do no matter what happened. ‘If there is any slip up then there will be no way for me to even imagine what would happen if I am not going to be taking all this seriously.” Andrew got up from his thoughts, he had left the Hooke mansion early that morning to make sure that nothing was going to be holding him back. He and Patrick had made preparations for his mission knowing that it was something that he would need to make sure that there was no slip-up or anything that would even make him lose sight of what he was meant to do. “All this is happening because I have not been doing something since, if I had taken all this to heart back then and not left them there would be no way I would be in this mess.” Andrew was still looking for something he had to cover up before leaving, all his work had to be looked after before he even thought of g
Lady Gaga had invited all the members of the Hooke family to come to see Andrew fail in his attempt to be a good husband to Lisa. It was something that she would delight in, there was no way he would be able to do anything to make his wife happy. “I can't believe that the boy struck a wager with Francis, he doesn't know when he is meant to stand down and look around, he is going to pay dearly when he is not able to bring anything to Lisa,” Henry spoke up, he was looking at his wife with a smile on his face. The other family began laughing when they heard what Lady Gaga said that Andrew had in mind. They all thought that he was about to fail and no one would be able to even get that kind of thing for Lisa. “He is going to fail, but yet he keeps trying to make it look like he knows what he is doing. There is a fine line where stupidity is drawn but there is no telling what he wants to prove.” Francis spoke up, he was looking around with a smile on his face, he knew that there was n
After a while, Andrew walked into the room, a confident smile on his face. "Lisa, I need you to come here for a minute," he said, his eyes scanning the room. Everyone turned to him all staring at him mockingly. Francis had the wildest mocking smile. He knew Andrew was good for noth ok ng and had obviously nothing to give. “How did he even think that he could get the contract? “ Francis thought in his head. “Losers have the biggest dreams” he muttered and everyone burst into another round of laughter. Andrew didn't even flinch. He just stared at them in a rather funny manner as they spoke. “Save us all this drama Andrew, we all know how much of a failure you are. Stop constantly trying to prove yourself. We already know you as the useless son Inlaw, why not take the title? Henry said with a jeering look. Andrew stared at him for a moment then turned his gaze back to his lovely wife Lisa. “Come my love, I have something to show you” Andrew repeated. Lisa looked up from her s
A collective gasp echoed through the room as Andrew produced the contract, its contents sending shockwaves of disbelief rippling across the faces of the assembled family members. Lady Gaga's eyes widened in utter incredulity, her meticulously groomed eyebrows soaring upward in skepticism, as if daring Andrew to prove the authenticity of his claim. "No way," she spat, her voice dripping with disdain. "Stop pedaling these lies, Andrew! You expect us to believe that you, of all people, managed to secure the Hermes Corp contract? Francis, with all his connections and influence, couldn't even pull it off, and you think you can?" Francis snorted, his face contorting into a sneer, his lips curling upward in derision. "Yeah, right. This is probably some pathetic scam you're trying to pull off, Andrew. A desperate attempt to salvage your pathetic reputation." The other family members eagerly joined the chorus of doubt and ridicule. "How did you even manage to get a meeting with them?" one
“We’ll see to that” Francis muttered under his breath. Everyone present could tell that shame was crawling through his entire body and it made him even happier. The room was filled with tension. Everyone wishperjng and murmuring inaudible words. Andrew knew he had won, or so he thought. Francis on the other hand was still filled with anger, his face had turned a deep shade of crimson, his eyes bulging with rage as he struggled to contain himself. Henry Hooke who seemed to have been murmuring more words to himself than anyone in the room finally spoke, his voice was calm and measured, but his words were laced with skepticism. "Andrew, come now, you can't expect us to believe that you simply got lucky," Henry said, his eyes narrowing. "That contract requires connections, influence, and a lot of hard work. You can't just waltz in and expect to get it without putting in the effort." Andrew shifted uncomfortably, his eyes darting around the room before settling on Henry. "I told
Andrew stood by the roadside, precisely at the spot where he had instructed Patrick to pick him up. He glanced at his watch for what felt like the hundredth time, his anxiety growing with each passing moment. He was eager to get ready for Lisa's congratulatory party and didn't want to risk being late or, worse, his absence noticed. Just as he was starting to worry that Patrick was running behind schedule, a sleek black car pulled up beside him, its engine purring smoothly. The window rolled down, revealing Patrick's familiar face, his eyes sparkling with a warm smile. "Right on time, Patrick," Andrew said, flashing a grateful grin as he slid into the plush leather seat. "Of course young master," Patrick replied, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled. "I wouldn't dare keep you waiting." Andrew's mind turned to the party, and he asked urgently, "I need an outfit for Lisa's congratulatory party tonight. Can you help me out?" Patrick nodded promptly, his expression co
Francis approached Mr. Patrick with a sly smile spreading across his face. "Mr. Patrick, glad to have you here," he said, his voice clearly dripping with sarcasm. "There's nothing much going on, just a nobody claiming to be somebody." He added with a smirk, his eyes glinting with amusement. Mr. Patrick's expression turned skeptical, his eyebrow shooting up in surprise. "For real?" he asked, his voice laced with doubt. He scanned the room, his eyes searching for the person Francis was referring to. Francis pointed at Andrew, his finger jabbing accusingly through the air. "It's this young man here," he said, his voice dripping with disdain. Andrew's face remained calm, but a brief smile flickered across his lips as he met Patrick's gaze. He continued to act like he didn't know who he was, his expression neutral. Mr. Patrick's eyes narrowed, his lips twitching with suppressed laughter. "Well, young man, what is the matter?" he asked Andrew, his voice firm but amused. Andrew's ex
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
—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
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
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
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 was already making arrangements to get his parents moved to a better hospital that was just a minute's drive away from his house, and in no time, parents had been transferred, all thanks to Pa Jones help, who had assisted in filling out all the paperwork that was necessary for making the transfer. Andrew had made sure that he had sorted out all the hospital bills where his parents had been and thanked them heartily before leaving. It was not until dusk when his parents had been settled into the new hospital before Andrew remembered that he had not yet retrieved his car from the ice cream shop. "Darn it! How can I be this forgetful these days?" Andrew lamented to himself. He knew going back to get the car would be a lost cause because already the car would have been stolen because he had kept the key to the car carelessly for any lucky thief to find. "What's the matter young chap?" Pa Jones, who had noticed the change in Andrew, could not help himself but ask. "My car. I w
"This way, we have to hide before anyone sees us!" Reginald said, searching for a Place that they could both hide. Rolling out of the building was not an option now As they were a long distance away from the door. "I thought you said that only the front passage is used for entry and exit, so why is it that someone is coming now that we are making our way in?" Patrick asked angrily. "There's no time to ask silly questions but just follow me so that we can hide from whoever is coming!" Reginald held back from yelling at Patrick. Patrick gritted his teeth in anger but had no other choice than to follow Reginald into hiding. They found the perfect spot behind one of the doors that they could hide from whoever was approaching. Reginald crossed his fingers and shot his eyes tightly as he prayed that Diego was not the one approaching the passageway Because if it was, it would not take a minute or two for Diego to sniff out strangers in his building. Patrick was about to say something w
"Look, the reason why I do not want to go in there is because I'm not on good terms with Diego." Reginald tried to explain to Patrick that every other thing that he had said to make Patrick give the document back to him had fallen by the side of Patrick's ears. "That's a lie, Reginald, and I am not going to fall for your lies anymore.""Believe me, and it would not even make sense if I should just go to the door, knock on me,t, and ask Diego to release Mr genius; it doesn't work that way,,y does it?!" Reginald asked Rhetorically. "That is why we are going to break him out, and I am not giving these documents back to you unless you help me!" Patrick affirmed. "Shit!" Reginald cursed under his breath. "This was not part of the agreement, boss.""Well, it is now!" Patrick stated. "Now come on let's go. How do we get in without being spotted by anyone especially not by Diego?""That's not any of my business, bosses. Now. Give me back the document and let me be on my way; I told you to
Andrew didn't realize how much he hated Hospitals until he walked into the place. "Man, this place reeks, is this really where my parents were Kept?!" Andrew asked the old man in displeasure. "Yes, this is the place, and why are you holding onto your nostrils like that, lad?" The old man asked when he looked up and noticed Andrew's fingers were still clenched onto his nose tightly. "I do not like the smell of this place" Andrew replied him. "Well, you better start getting used to it because we're going to be in here for a while." The old man informed him. Andrew suddenly stopped in his tracks as if remembering something. The old man noticed this and turned around to meet Andrew's gaze. "What's the matter, lad? You're tired already?!" "No, I'm not tired; I just have this weird feeling...I can't wait to see my parents.....""Well, that's where we are headed for now. We're almost there, we're just three rooms away. " The old man informed Andrew, pointing toward what seemed to be t