"Wait a minute! W.. what's going on here?" Sebastian's eyes narrowed, his brows furrowed in confusion. He turned to face the old man who stood right behind him,
"Is... that me?" he stuttered, his gaze shifting back to the golden wall frame of his doppelganger. For a moment, he felt his mind reeling as if the room was spinning around him.
Benjamin then stepped forward, a subtle smile playing on his lips. "No, young master," he clarified, his voice low and soothing. "That's Master Alex, your father."
“My father?” Sebastian scoffed in total disbelief. “There is no fact backing that claim,” Sebastian replied, his heart brimming with uncertainty as he kept ogling at the picture.
“I understand your dismay, but everything would be related to you, sir.” Benjamin continued.
“There is a high tendency you may have the wrong person, you know?” He asked, sharing equal glances with the duo. “Yes! The resemblance is mind-blowing but we can’t conclude by that alone.”
The more Sebastian spoke, the more they glanced at him with astonishment. He was indeed Alex’s replica, from his gray eyes to his well-structured face, his hand placement, and down to how he talked. Everything depicts the late Alexander Adams.
“Okay, let’s say I’m truly the son of this family, how did I end up in an orphanage?” His eyes narrowed, laced with urgency as he anticipated a well-detailed answer.
“First have a seat, young master.” Benjamin calmly led Sebastian to a fancy silver-coated chair very close to the fascinating golden royal chair where the grand master was already seated.
Benjamin turned his sharp gaze slightly to the Grandmaster, waiting for a hint before he continued with the great revelation. Whereas, Sebastian looked quite lost as he watched the duo speak softly with their gaze.
After some seconds, the butler nodded sharply in coherence as he turned to face Sebastian. “I’m not worthy of this privilege to be the first to address you, but I’m glad the universe made me witness this timeless salvation, young master.” He stated, bowing deeply in joy, a soft smile playing across his lips as if he had been waiting for that moment all his life.
“Young master? Can you stop calling me that?” Sebastian spat with an impatient tone.
He wanted answers and not any pleasantries or salutations, he was getting very impatient and his furrowed brows and pouted mouth could tell how paranoid he was.
There was an awkward moment of silence before the butler's voice broke through the tension and tight air. He readjusted his tie and cleared his throat. That singular act made Sabestian’s stomach churn, he gulped loudly as he raised his gaze to meet the butler’s.
“It’s been twenty years of tireless search after we inherited the search from your late father, Alexander Adams of blessed memory, who died in a ghastly car accident while searching for you.”
"Uhmm... I'm so sorry for your loss," Sebastian whispered, his gaze faltering as his voice cracked with emotion. "Okay, I know this is awkward, but I don't know what to say."
The butler's expression softened. "Yeah, I get it. But you don't have to say anything, just listen."
Sebastian's eyes lifted, and he nodded almost imperceptibly, granting the butler permission to proceed.
“Yes, young master. You were only three months old when you got involved in a ghastly motor accident with your mother. But when we got to the scene, we realized your body was missing, so your late father, Master Alex, took it upon himself to find you. However, he died in a ghastly motor crash during the search.” The butler stated, his eyes gleaming with hurt.
Sebastian turned his startled gaze to the grandmaster, it was as if he needed a second opinion. But his heart fell to his stomach when he noticed how heavy and teary his eyes were. He quickly looked away so he didn’t ignite it further.
The grandmaster wore a soft smile as he struggled to rise from his seat. Sebastian quickly grabbed his arm to support his balance as he noticed how his legs quivered.
“Please sit, old man. You aren’t strong.” Sebastian stated with concern in his eyes, but the grandmaster held tightly to his both arms, his eyes were red and veiny, piercing deep into Sebastian’s gaze as tears rolled freely down his saggy cheeks.
Sebastian felt compassion as he glanced at everyone. Everything was a handful for him, he was finding it hard to assimilate the shocking revelation, so he just stood quietly and watched them unfold every important detail to him.
“I… I gave you a mark, the… same mark I gave to Alex the day he was born. It is a bull sign, boldly stamped behind your forearm, a little above your elbow.”
The grandmaster revealed, more tears streaming down his cheeks as he pointed towards another picture frame of Alex, where he flexed that same ancestral mark fixed at the same position as Sebastian’s.
Sebastian's mouth dropped open, but words were far-fetched from it. That was the final straw, he had always had that special birthmark and some people even mistook it for a tattoo.
Sebastian began dotting the i’s and crossing the t’s. They could be right after all.
No wonder the nun in the orphanage told him he was adorned in gold and fine ornament the day he was brought in, and they knew he wasn’t an ordinary child.
“Son, When you were busy trying to revive me with the compressions my eyes were fixed on your birthmark and I knew I had found my lost heir, the only surviving heir to the Adams and Adams Dynasty.” He looked up to Sabestian and gave a smile of hope.
“I begged the universe to give me another chance at life again, just so I could see and talk to you again.” The Grandmaster stated, his hands cupping Sabestian’s face and he dragged him into his embrace. He hugged him very tightly, squeezing air out of his lungs.
Sabestian’s eyes dropped, and he suddenly became sweaty even though the lobby was chilled from the split air con at every corner. He didn’t even know how to react to the news, it was overwhelming indeed!
He gently pulled out of the embrace, even though his eyes were also dull and teary, he still managed to stay strong.
“There is something I need to tell you, son, something very important.” The grandmaster stated.
“I don’t think I have so much time left, son. I have been Favored greatly by the universe. I only had one wish and that was to find you, grandson, the one and only heir to the Adams Dynasty.”“Heir?” Sebastian asked, still trying to figure out what his grandfather was on about, his heart still reeling with shock from the wholesome revelation and now he is talking about him being an heir to the Adams Dynasty.“Yes! You, son, are the only surviving heir of the Adams, hence, it’s your duty to commit to this task and take over this dynasty.” The grandmaster replied.“Such great responsibility for a college student, I have zero experience, sir,” Sebastian said.“Adams are usually known for their bravery and leadership skills. And I’m sure you have that in you too.” The grandfather answered, a warm smile playing across his lips.Taking charge of a whole dynasty wasn’t a joke, it required years of experience and proper guidance. It takes more than just a leadership skill to rule and maintain
“St Psalm Adams?” The grandfather breathed as his softened gaze pierced deep into Sebastian’s eye. “That is your real name, son, your father named you after a saint due to the joy you brought into his life.”Sebastian’s eyes widened profusely,“So you mean I’m the owner of St Psalms Institute of…” Sebastian was too stunned to speak, he brushed his hands through his hair in astonishment, unable to contain all that had been poured on him.“The Institute was your father's least investment. You shouldn’t be thinking about that son. You have the whole dynasty in your name, I’m old and unhealthy, the Adams Dynasty needs a young blood to continue with her legacy.” His grandfather lamented, patting his hands on Sebastian’s shoulder.“I have been working for almost fifty years, and my brain isn’t working so smart anymore.” He continued.“You have absolutely nothing to worry about, son. A meeting with the managers and some stakeholders in all our companies will be held soon. Where you would be
“Call out your account details to Benjamin, son. It is my honor to hand over the token your dad had kept in place for you. You’re an Adam and your aura should speak splendor and sophistication at all costs.” The grandfather stated with pride gleaming in his eyes.“Another gift? But I have the unlimited black card.” Sebastian questioned, the endless flow of fortune blowing his mind away. Sebastian stuttered a bit while calling his account number, he felt a sharp rod settle in his stomach and his heart rate doubled. He was anxious and heavily confused about what to do with his fortune.A few moments after calling out his details, Sebastian let out an involuntary gasp, his hands flying up to his mouth as he stood with force, his eyes squinting to read the figures his eyes had just caught.“Holy hell! What?” He exclaimed in total disbelief, shock brimming from every angle of his face while his grandfather glanced at his reaction.“G… grandfather! Of what use is this income? This is exube
Sebastian held his backpack filled with the designer's clothes Benjamin had picked out for him.He was dressed in his simple but sophisticated two-piece attire, staring at the chopper as it took off after dropping him at the cathedral where he met his grandfather.He gave a warm smile, his hands buried deep in his pockets as he looked through the surroundings, reminiscing on how that pre-destined evening unfolded.After soaking in all he needed to, he began strolling back to his Campus and, in no time, he was in front of his dorm.When he got to his room, it was a bit quiet, he pushed the door open and he met Steve in a dilapidated mood, staring at the ceiling with all seriousness, he was lost and didn’t even realise when Sebastian walked into the room.“Hey, buddy!” Sebastian called out in an icy voice as he tossed a throw pillow at him.The familiar voice almost made Steve break his arm as he jolted up with force and landed on Sebastian’s body. As the crybaby that he was, it didn’t
A group of elite students who were having dinner at the restaurant seemed to recognize Sebastian and It happened to be Stanley and Josh, Sebastian’s roommates, alongside their girlfriends.“Isn’t he the Laundryman who fought Donald after ruining his flamboyant jacket?” Natasha, Stanley’s girlfriend questioned with disgust in her eyes. “What is he doing here? I thought he had been dismissed already.” She sneered at Sebastian as she glared at him with hate.“Ohh! I see him now, the lizard who Marilyn confessed was wack in bed in that viral video? I guess all he knows how to do is just laundry.” Jane, Josh’s girlfriend uttered loudly to Sebastian’s hearing but his demeanor remained impenetrable.“Unfortunately babe, he is our roommate too.” Stanley sighed heavily, an embarrassed look palpable in his gaze. “Wait what???!!! Do you share a room with this lowlife? Grose!” Natasha yelled, disgust plastered all over her squinted eyes as she glared at Sebastian. “Come of it girl, it’s a plus
The restaurant suddenly became quiet like a graveyard, everyone's gaze steady and fixed on the drama that was unfolding in their presence. Some phones were set on video mode, trying to capture whatever scene that unfolded.Some student influencers and content creators were already going live with their phones and tripods, making sure to update the school on how the event turned out. It would pass as a trivia/hot gist for the week.“Seb, Buddy….” Steve called weakly, fear laced in his tone. “We can still shun all this and go back to the dorm. You’re in trouble already, if anything goes wrong I’m afraid it will give the panel more edge over your case.” Sebastian could sense the genuine concern in Steve’s utterance, but what Steve wasn’t aware of was the kind of power he possessed. Sebastian gave him a reassuring smile that he had things under control and Steve nodded in acceptance after swallowing the clog that had formed in his throat. Distress written over his demeanour.“Some folk
The man’s authoritative tone rang off, his presence commanded a lot of respect causing everyone present to comport themselves with immediate effect. One could easily tell he had a higher hand in the affairs of the Cafe.That was Peterson, the General Manager. His scent was distinct and masculine, his blonde hair shiny and finely packed in a low bun. He was neatly dressed in his white ironed tees properly tucked into his sharp blue jeans. He looked a little above 40, his height and stature tremendously intimidating.“Why are our customers standing? What is going on here?!” He repeated in a sharp tone, laced with superiority and leaving no room for alteration.“The company’s account was credited with 110,000 dollars hence I came quickly to the cafe. It’s been a very long time since we saw such a wholesome purchase of food at a go, who is the esteemed customer!” He asked with genuine gratitude, his eyes focused on Stella, the sales manager, as he expected a response. However, she remain
“I… I can’t afford to lose this job, sir.” She pleaded with a thick sob stuck in her throat. Both hands folded as she sat frozen and bewildered on the bare floor, seeking mercy. Her properly wrapped hair already falling out of place and her mascara flooding down her cheeks leaving a dark cast.How could she have been so insensible to allow her personal life and hunger for Sebastian to ruin her employment?“Please GM, kindly reconsider, this will never happen again, I promise!” Stella lamented bitterly, she had openly destroyed her reputation for the world to see, and getting a good job again would be extremely difficult.“Why exactly are you begging, Stella?” He scoffed with a dangerous smile and squinted nose. Amazed by her sudden change of tone.“You clearly stated it yourself when you openly declared your resignation if he could pay.” The Manager reminded her with an evil smirk playing across his stern face.“Be honest! Would you have considered him if indeed the transaction was
Boycotting the medical doctors and staff, Sebastian quickly went towards Cherry with haste and urgency in his pace. When he finally reached her he quickly tore off her dress.He got a needle from the sterilized tray that was kept just beside the head of the bed. He was about to prick her chest with it before Dr Jude held his hands tightly.“You are joking with your life young man!” Dr Jude stated holding his wrist tightly, trying to overpower Seb so he could let go of the needle. But Seb was stronger, he was very determined and he didn’t even pause for further explanation.His eyes were red and his hands clenched hard to the needle making his veins prominent. Without further hesitation, he held the lower part of her chest tightly and stabbed the needle into the lungs.Her eyes widened in shock and she gasped loudly, the doctors were furious and pondering what was going on.“What have you done?!” They sneered, shifting babackwardshinking he had worsened her condition.They shared an e
In no time, Cherry was already lying flat on the floor, rolling and biting her lips in pain.“Get help!!!” The MC raised the alarm and in no time the medical team arrived with a stretcher.The crowd was in shock, they all stood up to their feet wondering what was going on. Why they were mumbling and gossiping, Cherry was in severe pain, wincing and locking her eyes as they took her away.Sebastian, for some awkward reason, felt very uncomfortable, he felt restless in his guts even though there were certified medical practitioners who would attend to her. But why was he feeling that way?Unable to hold it in anymore, he clenched his fist in his knees till his knuckles turned white. “Why are you so restless Buddy?” Steve asked, he was also feeling concerned for Cherry but he didn’t seem to understand why Sebastian felt walked up for a lady he didn’t know personally.“Do you have any idea where she was taken to?” Sebastian asked with urgency in his tone.“Dude! I don’t work here, we cam
It was around 10 pm in the night and the runway event was situated for 11 pm prompt. Steve was excited and very eager to see some of the models he had always crushed on television and in magazines.Modelling had always been part of his life choices but his parents blatantly disapproved of his interest and insisted he read medicine instead at the prestigious St Psalms Institute, hence the reason why he was struggling with his academics.However, Sebastian wasn’t so eager about the runway show till he heard it was at the Adams Hotel and Resort. He remembered seeing that file among the files his grandfather had shown him while he was on the island and he suddenly became expectant of the evening.To him, It would be a great opportunity to see one of the Adams properties and get to know their standard so he could send feedback back to his grandfather. He was now strict and wasn’t willing to let the bullies go scot-free.When they got the the gigantic gate of the hotel, the Adams emblem wa
Jones's eyes brimmed with fulfillment as he moved around the living room this time, staring distinctively at anything his eyes caught till his sharp gaze fell on Davidson again.“Adhere to these rules with everything you’ve got! Failure to do so…. You must not set your foot into this house from today henceforth! Nothing binds us anymore.Secondly, the least I can do for you so you don’t die of hunger in school is to give u a job at the restaurant after its renovation by next week.”“Holy hell!” Davidson muttered but straightened his face immediately when his uncle glared at him. His heart was beating profusely in his chest, but he couldn’t bring himself to doubt what his uncle had just said.“Did I hear a complaint?!” Jones sneered and Davidson immediately shook his head in terror, holding his lips firmly with his hands.“Better…”“You would earn the same penny as every other staff and you wouldn’t be treated preferentially. If you disrespect or make life miserable for any of my new s
“You are such a pretentious liar!” Jones stated through gritted teeth. “It pains me because if my son was here today he would be older than you and probably you and your gold digger father wouldn’t have the opportunity of robbing me of my properties” He sneered.Davidson became mute, now tears ran freely from his eyes even though they were fake.“How do I make this old demon reconsider me? I thought my father always said he was soft-hearted and easygoing!” Davidson questioned himself even while kneeling on the floor.“Please, uncle!!! Please… don’t cast me away, I beg you. Even though you don’t forgive my dad, please have compassion towards me. My dad influenced me greatly, I wasn’t like this.” Davidson begged while he kept sobbing and sniffing to everyone’s hearing.Sebastian’s eyes widened, followed by a giggle. He took a sip out of his champagne glass before taking his eyes away from the pretentious Davidson. He was enjoying the scene.What better way of celebrating his victory, r
Hearing such a ridiculous amount, Davidson was perplexed and was beginning to feel overwhelmed. If a consultation fee costs a million bucks how much more is the main fee?The feeling of betrayal and guilt engulfed Davidson, how was he going to face his father after he entrusted him with such great responsibilities? Who would come to his rescue?“Dude? Please tell me, what is your suggestion for all of this? Going back to that old man who threw my father in jail isn’t even an option.” Davidson said, worry evident in his gaze.Donald glared at him now, the worry that was plastered on his face had suddenly morphed into irritation. “Are you even for real??? Instead of you being humble, you’re still calling him names. Go ask him to drop the charges, he is the only one who can help in this case.” Donald spat, even though his tone was low, ensuring he didn’t annoy any of the officers walking around.Davidson bit his fingers hard in regret, gritting his teeth in utmost frustration. The day w
As they walked through the very busy hallway of the police headquarters, the tension continued to build up in their bodies, spiking over the roof. With each step they took their heart had already beaten a million times.As they walked carefully, the officers on duty glared at them with furrowed brows making them tremble within. The police headquarters wasn’t a very pleasant place to be in. It could make a good excitation venue if only you were there for a good course. But with what brought them in, it was a no-no for Davidson and his friend.After a few minutes walk, they arrived at the senior Deputy’s office. Davidson who was already trembling with fear was asked some important questions before signing some important documents as his father's next of kin.“Seat here, he will be with you shortly.” The deputy said in a husky voice before he ordered the female police officer to bring Solomon out of the cell.The two friends were seated still, they hadn’t been so chilled and respectful
Davidson's eyes narrowed in disbelief, he stared at Donald with confusion and disappointment in his gaze. They had been friends for a long time and now things looked like they were falling apart for him Donald wanted to start acting differently.Damn! “What do you mean dude?” Davidson asked him.“If your father is really in jail, I’m sorry my father wouldn’t want me to associate with you for the sake of my safety.“ Donald stated with calmness and guilt brimming from every part of his face. He and Davidson had been friends since the beginning of their freshman year. They did everything together and even went on vacations during holidays. If Davidson who was his right-hand man had refused to accommodate him who will? It was adding up.“Sort things out with your uncle or better still go and look for your father. I need to go now, I have booked a taxi already.”Donald said before turning to leave.“Wait.. wait ..buddy… please wait.” His voice rang off stopping Donald. “Please, I can live
Davidson's eyes widened with shock, at first his emotion was a mixture of anger and shock due to the presence of the one he hated the most and the one who had snatched his political position away from his hands.But after some seconds, the anger had morphed into fear, shock, confusion, and worry when he realized his father could be in prison. He had been so preoccupied with his election duty that didn't yield any fruit that he forgot about the greater matter at hand. He felt his father had covered it after all.Damn!!! He stared deeply at all of them one after the other, unable to even utter any word. This thought had overclouded consciousness and it was taking a toll on him.“This fool…” He gritted his teeth in annoyance. Clenching his fist hard. “If it were normal circumstances, would this idiot have the rare privilege of sitting on my father’s expensive chair?” He kept muttering to himself unable to voice out due to the fear of his uncle who looked healthy and refurbished. He