“Yes, young Stiles, if you want I can put the holographic call on hold.”Mia spoke.“Uhmm!!.”Stiles said as he gazed at the door and then gazed back at Mia's holographic body.“COME ON! Young Stiles, what is the hold up all about?.”Mr Jonathan asked as he sat on the helicopter and spoke with Stiles through the ear walkie talkie.“It is my father, Mr Jonathan.”Stiles responded as he held the walkie talkie and gazed at Mr Jonathan, through the glass walls.“Your father, what about him?.”Mr Jonathan asked,his voice laced with curiosity as he spoke through the walkie talkie.“He wants to have a holographic call with me.”Stiles spoke.“Wait, what?.”Mr Jonathan asked.“Yes, Mr Jonathan, should I answer him or…”“Young Stiles, you should answer him, but you have to be fast about.”Mr Jonathan spoke.“You want me to do a QUICK call with my father, your Boss?.”Stiles asked.“Uhmm… I didn't say that.”“Uhmm, that is what you are trying to say, MR JONATHAN.”Stiles spoke as he gazed at Mr
What the hell?!""Are you blind or what?!"The cold voice of Mrs Nancy echoed through the hall.“Ma'am I'm so sorry…”Taa!Taa!!.Taa!!!“How dare you splash a drink on my dress, you good-for-nothing fool!”The yelling and the sounds of the slaps could be heard from a distance, causing everyone in the hall to stare in their direction in surprise.This has been the fifth time Stiles Henderson, the adopted child of the Thomas family has been humiliated since the party began.“What is going on here? Mrs Lisa Thomas and Mr Thomas interceded. “What is all this commotion all about ma'am?”Mrs Lisa asked looking directly at Stiles with a scornful gaze, you could tell by the way she made her face that she wished she was the one who had slapped Stile this time around.“Your good-for-nothing adopted brat spilt drink on my dress.Lady Nancy said as she held the helm of her gown, which had just a negligible stain on it. “Oh… I'm so sorry ma'am hope it didn't ruin it?”Mr Thomas asked gently, hi
Stiles stared at him more intensely.The man walked from his car and came closer to him.“Allow me to properly introduce myself.""My name is Jonathan Jacob and I am the personal assistant to the richest man in Oxford Valley, Mr Henderson, who in this case is your biological father.” Jonathan Jacobs spoke in a dominant tone as his gold Rolex watch shimmered in the street light above them.The night was quiet and not a single being was outside.Stiles took a step back and observed him, his eyes reeking all over slowly.“What…""What are you staring at?” Jonathan asked, his voice barely above whispers as he tried to maintain eye contact with Stiles.“Uh…you don't look like an assistant to me.""You look too damn rich to be an assistant, so don't mind my scepticism, and I'm not buying whatever you are selling.""My parents abandoned me at an orphanage many years ago and here you are telling me that my father sent you to me."Stiles said, his voice laced with a mixture of anger, anxiety
"Stiles stared into the dark living room, his eyes immediately fell on Raya.""What are you doing still awake by this time?"Stiles asked as he immediately tried to divert her attention away from him."This isn't about me, I asked you a simple question.""Who was that man and what were both of you discussing all this while?"Raya immediately asked, her voice was barely above whispers as she didn't want to wake her parents.Stiles gazed at her in shock as he wondered how Raya even saw them.'The local waste bin was at least 6 poles from Thomas's plus the night was really dark, so there was literally no way that Raya could have spotted us unless she had a night vision…'"And what did he give you that you put in your pocket?" Raya immediately asked, her voice jolting Stiles out of his head."Raya, the man you saw was a stranger who lost his way and was asking for directions."Stiles immediately replied hoping that Raya would buy his fake story."What, do you think I'm dumb… a stranger t
Waking up the next morning, Stiles immediately realised that he had fallen asleep the moment he opened the message.Staring at his door, trepidation reeked all over him as it dawned on him that he hadn't locked his door last night.Jumping to his feet he immediately bolted the quaky door and slammed his back against the door.His heart thumped faster than usual as he stared at his phone and the documents and pictures on his bed.Walking over to the bed he immediately packed the pictures and kept them back in the box under his wooden bed.Picking up the satellite phone, he read the message."Stiles Henderson, if you are seeing this that would only mean that my assistant Jonathan Jacobs has finally found you and you have refused to come home as I requested.""Nevertheless, stay safe, lie low until we find the culprits behind My wife, your mom's death and bring them to justice…Your dad, Mr Henderson."The message was short but direct to the point.Stiles immediately closed the message as
Stepping out, Jonathan Jacobs was met with the worst possible scene he could imagine.Jonathan Jacobs' gaze fell on the manager of Lex Suites as she commanded her guards to beat up and restrain Stiles.His demeanour immediately changed from anxiety to anger.Clenching his fist, he immediately walked over to the manager and before she could say a word, he immediately hooked her by her shirt and slammed her against the wall."Do you realise what you have done?"Jonathan Jacobs asked his voice was vehement and laced with a mixture of authority and anger.The guards stopped harassing Stiles and stared at Jonathan Jacobs.They all knew him as the boss."Way let me remind you…you all have just lost your jobs as we speak and any further chances of getting employed by any company on this continent."His words came as a shock to the 3 guards, Sophia, the female guard walked closer to Jonathan Jacobs."Boss… I don't und…"A heavy blow from Jonathan Jacobs sent her flying to the gates.Rushing t
Stiles stared at the pictures on the tablet that Jonathan Jacobs just handed him.He couldn't believe what he was seeing."Those pictures were taken 24 years ago, the night you were born and the lady carrying you to that orphanage, do you happen to know her?"Jonathan Jacobs asked, his eyebrows furrowed in curiosity.Stiles was dumbfounded, he was still in shock from the whole thing."How did you get this picture?"Stiles asked with his gaze still fixed on the tablet.His thoughts raced as he remembered the picture under his bed, it was the same picture, but this time around in black and white."Well, like I said, your dad and I have been on this case for quite some time and just this morning he forwarded this file to me.""So I thought it wise to let you see the pictures, maybe you might have seen her before or something."Jonathan Jacobs said as he sipped his plain hot steaming coffee."Sometimes isn't right Jonathan Jacobs, I have this same picture under my bed, only not the same c
Stiles paced around the office, his gaze was all over the place as he paced around, his face was etched with a mixture of bewilderment and anxiety.Jonathan Jacobs was busy running facial recognition on the picture of the lady."Jonathan Jacobs… first of all how did you hack into the top military-grade firewall of the international facial recognition datalog using my palm print?""C'mon tell me something?""First my mom was killed mysteriously and I was taken to an orphanage the night of my birth by a weirdo in the disguise of a nurse.""What is really going on here?"Jonathan Jacobs remained silent as he stared askance at the laptop on his desk."Stiles, you are an asset, the only heir to the most important, powerful and influential man on the continent.""What do you expect?""I was able to access the international facial recognition datalog with your dad's access number, the Fibonacci sequence, 123581321.""Each number is an addition of the last two numbers before it.""Then I need