"What did my mother do?" She asked as she stood by the entrance."Ivy, when did you get back? I thought you went for a walk." Lucas immediately got to his feet."What did my mother do Lucas?" She repeated the question, tears already blurring her vision."Nothing, she didn't do anything." He treid to sound casual but she could see the unmistakable look of fear in his pale blue eyes, fear that she might have found out something."What are you hiding from me Lucas?" She questioned with trembling voice."Nothing.""Detective Jones, what are you doing here?" "We were just discussing the progress of the investigation.""Do not lie to me, I know what I heard Lucas." This was the worst way she could find out something so huge, and it was definitely not the way he intended on telling her. "Look Ivy, there's no easy way to say this but–""While I was investigating," detective Jones interrupted, drawing her attention to him. "I found out that your mother was an acquaintance to the main suspect
Ivy was alone, again. Ever since her accident, she was always indoors. She couldn't go to work, neither could she go for her occasional strolls. She really hated being confined to that stupid chair.Doctor Julie said she was getting better, but she didn't feel any different. Sure she was starting to regain her sense of feeling in her legs, but they were still too heavy for her to move.She felt so helpless.She heard her mother's usual three knocks on the door and she went to open the door. "My Darling, are you okay? How's the fever?""Better mother." The reason for her obvious concern was because Ivy had called her mother earlier that she was sick and she needed her mother's care. "Thank you for coming so early." She said, even though her mother wasn't really early. She had called her by seven thirty, before Lucas left for work. And she was only arriving, nearly four hours later."Anything for you my dear." She dropped her bag on the center table as she settled on the couch. "I broug
The cold in the room suddenly snapped at Lucas, his whole body shivering. He was happy, but at the same time, it was almost too much. "You want me to reclaim the family's fortune, now?" He asked, his pale blue eyes staring brightly at his butler. Of course that would someday have to happen, if truly he was the son they'd all been searching for. Only, he wasn't ready yet. It wasn't really something he'd ever prepared himself for. After all, no one had suddenly woken up to the realization that they might be the son of an insanely rich family! Grover on the other hand, he begged to differ. "Sire, this household has been waiting for you for years now. It is time." In his voice came confidence and determination. He knew he could die anytime soon, in fact, he was ready to. Only, his promise had to come to fulfillment. And that would only happen if Lucas agreed to reclaim his family's fortune. "Okay, if that's true then," the younger man said, leaning forward in the comfortable chair.
Ivy was alone, again. Ever since her accident, she was always indoors. She couldn't go to work, neither could she go for her occasional strolls. She really hated being confined to that stupid chair.Doctor Julie said she was getting better, but she didn't feel any different. Sure she was starting to regain her sense of feeling in her legs, but they were still too heavy for her to move.She felt so helpless.She heard her mother's usual three knocks on the door and she went to open the door. "My Darling, are you okay? How's the fever?""Better mother." The reason for her obvious concern was because Ivy had called her mother earlier that she was sick and she needed her mother's care. "Thank you for coming so early." She said, even though her mother wasn't really early. She had called her by seven thirty, before Lucas left for work. And she was only arriving, nearly four hours later."Anything for you my dear." She dropped her bag on the center table as she settled on the couch. "I broug
Ivy was alone, again. Ever since her accident, she was always indoors. She couldn't go to work, neither could she go for her occasional strolls. She really hated being confined to that stupid chair.Doctor Julie said she was getting better, but she didn't feel any different. Sure she was starting to regain her sense of feeling in her legs, but they were still too heavy for her to move.She felt so helpless.She heard her mother's usual three knocks on the door and she went to open the door. "My Darling, are you okay? How's the fever?""Better mother." The reason for her obvious concern was because Ivy had called her mother earlier that she was sick and she needed her mother's care. "Thank you for coming so early." She said, even though her mother wasn't really early. She had called her by seven thirty, before Lucas left for work. And she was only arriving, nearly four hours later."Anything for you my dear." She dropped her bag on the center table as she settled on the couch. "I broug
"What?" All eyes turned on him when he made mention of the super mall. Even Ivy turned to face him to hear the offer he wanted to make."I know you must have heard it on the news, it's up for sale. Many people are going extra miles just to get their hands on this property. The bring gifts, money, contract offers. One man even gave my boss a car just this morning…but what they don't know is that my boss isn't a man to be bought.He wants a sincere buyer. A buyer that would cut to the chase, rather than beating around the bush." He glanced at each of them, letting his words sink in their minds before his eyes finally fell on his wife. "Basically he wants a buyer like Ivy.""What? Buyer? What the hell is he talking about Ivy?" Blanche turned to her daughter who just kept her gaze fixed on Lucas as he went on to explain the rules of his offer."My offer is this. If Ivy and I mange to get our hands on the super mall, you–""What?!" Blanche interrupted. "You have already taken my company
The stars. Very beautiful.Thousands of sparkling diamonds just sitting up there in the sky, making the night sky look uniquely beautiful. Lucas loved looking up at the stars, watching each one twinkle in the clear dark blue sky.Whenever he looked up at them, he always felt…at peace. He couldn't quite understand it but seeing the moon and stars always made him relax. But unfortunately, it wasn't working this time.As he laid on the bench by the pond, his mind, replaying Grover's words over and over like a broken record, Lucas started to feel bleak. He felt dejected. He began to question every word, every feeling, every moment with her.Life, a mystery.So long, yet so short. So tough, yet so fragile. Life was a huge mystery that no one could understand. Although Soren Kierkegaard went on further to explain that:'Life is not a problem to be solved, but a reality to be experienced.'It was a puzzle that no one could figure out. It has its ups and downs. Filled with twists and turns,
"That's wonderful, glad to see you're doing well. So, is there something on your mind? Because I doubt this visit was just for you to have tea with me.""No, its not." He agreed with a smile. " I see you still have that keen sense of observation.""It appears I still do.""Well it's good. You're right, I'm not just here for snacks, I want to ask you something.""Okay?""I was thinking of obtaining a property, and I know you have the connections that can make that easier for me.""What connections could I have compared to yours? You're a big man known by all.""Now you're just flattering me. By the way, are you still holding on to the deed of this mansion?""How is that relevant to our discussion?" Grover suspected that was the reason for his visit, thankfully Lucas had warned him that something like this would happen."Of course it isn't. I was just wondering, you have kept it safe for a very long time so it's only fair that you hold on to it. Right?""While it is true that I have hel