His eyes were focused on the ball being thrown from one player to the other. Kraig's lips widened every time there was a win. He envied them greatly.Although he should have been one of them, but his marriage to Jade has made students make a mockery of him in college. Kraig's eyes unconsciously became moist and started to blur, But then-The ball suddenly hits his face, and his eyes sparkle.He held the ball, and all he could see at that moment was the backboard.One of the players ran to Kraig "Throw the ball, Kraig." But all Kraig thought at that moment was to make a basket. Just before they could reach him, Kraig jumped and threw the ball. Everyone's eyes followed the ball, and to their surprise-It was a goal!"Yes!" Kraig screamed as he jumped. His happiness was short-lived as a student walked to him."What was that for?" Kraig's eyes met the students, and it was Caleb. Caleb was the heir to one of the wealthiest men in the city. His family contributes significantly to t
There was a sudden distress that sting Kraig's heart. He felt a rush of jealousy running through his spine.His chest clogged of jealousy so much that he couldn't breath. But he didn't get why he was jealous, it wasn't as if Wynn was his girlfriend.'She isn't!' He convinced himself. As he took a step closer, his eyes fixed on Wynn as her lips widened into a broad smile. Kraig's heart thumped and he hiccuped.He has never noticed the dimples on her cheeks but now, he could see them clearly. She was pretty.His eyes wavered towards Howie. Compared to Kraig, Howie was a blonde with a lot of charm. His straight nose and heart shaped red lips always gives him away. He had brown eyes that makes him even more charming.Kraig looked like an enraged beast with his read eyes. Suddenly, Wynn's voice erupted him from his thoughts-"Kraig?" When their eyes met, Kraig feigned a smile and hurried to his seat pretending to be okay. As Kraig sat at the cafe table, jealousy gnawed at him, thoug
After a few rings, Luke answered the call. "Kraig, what's up?"Kraig's voice was filled with urgency. "Luke, I need you to find out everything you can about Wynn, and I mean everything. Follow that Bentley, check where it goes, who's inside, and anything unusual."Luke responded with a quick, "Understood, Kraig. I'll get on it right away."Kraig ended the call and leaned back in his seat, his mind racing with worry for Wynn.The cab soon arrived at the DeVille mansion, and Kraig rushed inside, his thoughts consumed by concern for his grandfather. He made his way to his grandfather's bedroom, where he found Kyle and a doctor in deep conversation.Kraig's eyes welled up with emotion as he entered the room. He approached his grandfather's bedside, his voice quivering as he asked, "Grandfather, what's wrong? Why is the doctor here?"His grandfather, lying on the bed, looked frail but managed a warm smile. "Ah, Kraig, my boy. It's just old age catching up with me. But I'm happy I was able
Wesley’s phone rang, and he glanced at it curiously. He sighed when he saw Caroline’s name flashing as the caller. He ignored it. The phone kept ringing till it stopped. Wesley glanced back at the phone again when it vibrated. Carolene's urgent message flashed on Wesley's screen. "Wesley, Kraig's calling a press conference. Says he's revealing the real heir." Wesley's fingers tapped out a quick reply. "What? Why now?" "He didn't say. Just be ready. This changes everything," Carolene warned. "What do you think he's up to?" Wesley asked. "I have no idea, but like I said, it can't be good," Carolene replied. Wesley sighed as he looked at thin air. The press conference room buzzed with anticipation as Kraig stepped up to the podium. Cameras flashed, almost blinding him in the process as reporters readied their questions. He calmly waited for Kyle to give him the go ahead when his phone vibrated discreetly in his pocket. Surprised, he pulled it out to find a message from Wynn. "Wy
Wynn's heart pounded as she approached Derek's house, the sight of his car made her calm down knowing he is fine. She hesitated for a moment before mustering to see him. Opening the gate, she walked towards his car and saw Derek with another woman, the woman had her hands on Derek, touching him intimately . It was obvious that they had something between them. Shock and hurt gripped Wynn's chest. "Derek?" Her voice trembled as she called out, and his head snapped towards her, guilt flashing in his eyes. "What's going on?" Derek stammered an apology, his tone desperate. "Wynn, it's not what you think. I can explain." He ripped the woman’s hand away from his chest but the damage was already done. But explanations were meaningless when actions spoke louder than words. Wynn's disappointment hardened as she schooled her expression, "Explain? Derek, how could you?" She turned away, her eyes stinging with unshed tears. He followed her, his voice strained. "Wynn, please. I messed up, bu
Still standing with his phone in his hand, Kraig’s concern quickly turned to frustration as he repeatedly dialed Wynn’s number. Worried that something might have happened. His phone vibrated and he looked at it, he sighed when he saw Carolene as the caller. He grabbed the phone and then stared at it for a moment before he answered. “Hello?” He answered. “Mr Deville?” A husky unfamiliar voice asked. Kraig listened carefully as he wondered who was the person. “Yes, that’s me.” “We have a Miss Carolene here in our hospital and you are listed as her emergency contact,? “Hospital? Which one?” Kraig asked urgently. The caller provided him with the necessary information and Kraig forget the deep urge to panic. Without thinking, he rushed out of the shop and headed to the hospital to be with Carolene. Arriving at the hospital, anxiety etched across his face, Kraig inquired frantically about Carolyn at the front desk and the nurse directed him to the doctor, who wore a somber expressio
The class was scheduled to hold in the morning and come to an end in the early afternoon. With that information on his mind, banging against his reality repeatedly, Kraig made his way to the said class. With what had been going on in his life, it was enough to make him a zombie as he sauntered to the building where the class would be held. This was one of the classes he shared with Wynn and the thought of seeing her was the only motivation he needed. In this gray desolate land, she was the sunflower sitting peacefully. Kraig smiled. He walked into the class, he was almost late, in the sense that the room was already packed with students, what was left was for the professor to come in. In the crowd, he spotted Wynn, headphones on and her eyes pinned on a book she was reading. He approached. Kraig announced himself by waving a hand over her eyes. He succeeded in getting her attention and by seeing him, she smiled. "You're late". She removed her headphones. Kraig sat down on
Kraig's heart skipped a beat as he read the text message. He was not scared of him because he had no reason to be, he was just simply uncomfortable with Juan learning of that particular information. This was because he knew that Juan would want to, in any way possible, use the information for his own benefits. He wanted to understand that it wasn't Juan's fault for ending up in such a position. It had been Wesley who had guided him into this messy state he found himself. And so, Juan's situation was more or less understood. However, it was Juan that called this misfortune upon himself. If only he had given Kraig the opportunity to tell him that he had been there for the meeting. If only Juan had not been such a cruel person who for no reason hated Kraig, then maybe they wouldn't have been in this situation. There was no way to go around this, whether he liked it or not, he had no other choice but to actually meet Juan and then he could hear what Juan wanted from him. After the