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The Hidden Heir Chapter One- Hundred And Six
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" Jessica scrambled on the bed, trying to cover herself from Ryan's gazing eyes."What do you mean what I’m doing in the bed? I thought we were having fun." Ryan chuckled, waving his phone at her. “Weren’t we Jessica?” He teased her. "You pervert, what are you going to do with those pictures?" Jessica asked, still wrapping herself in the covers."Oh, nothing really; you know that people get threatened with pictures like this. You know, if someone ends up getting killed by another, it wouldn't be satisfying to the other.""What are you trying to say, Ryan?" She shook her head. "Hahahahaha.” Ryan let out a loud and mockery laughter. “Nothing really special. I just want us to make a little deal, you know." Ryan chuckled coupled with a mischievous wink. "I am not making a deal with the likes of you.""What a shame. Then I had no choice but to post these pictures of you on social media. I am sure you won't be getting money from your other boyfri
The Hidden Heir Chapter One- Hundred And Seven
Ryan grinned as he walked on the roads of New York City, which had been his very homeland ever since the demise of his father. He didn't really remember how he lost his mom; to him, she just disappeared. What else could he think of a lady whose husband got shot and whose son didn't remember her? It was the worst tragedy that could ever happen to a young woman still in the bonding stage of her home. He couldn't imagine how she would have been fairing. He understood and tried to relate with her, It wasn't something easy. Taking the subway was the only safe route he could take to get to Washington Heights, where his mother was located, as stated in the paper. He was going to do whatever he had to get to see her to let her know that he was also doing pretty well, even if it meant he was boarding the intersection of 168th Street and Broadway in Washington Heights, Manhattan, and was served by the 1 and A trains at all times and the C train at all times. He was going to take his search
The Hidden Heir One- Hundred And Eight
Ryan moved towards his goal. His goal is to meet his mom. He was going to find his mom if she was really staying in Washington Heights, no matter what. He walked around Washington Heights with Belinda since they were going to the exact address."So what makes you sure that your mom is alive and in Washington Heights?" Belinda asked."Well, once I thought my mother was dead until I met my father, who told me she was well and was in Washington Heights as well, but this time she was in prison according to his description.”"Then why don't we go check it out first?""Yeah, he didn't give me the address of the prison, though.” He told Belinda, who was eager to help him."You don't need to worry about it. I know the prison where people are usually referred to in this area." She stole a glance at his eyes, making him flinch."Why are you helping me?""Well, your story might be my breakthrough. No one knows what might happen from there. You know I might be able to write about the happenings
The Hidden Heir Chapter One- Hundred And Nine
"Don't come near me. I hate dogs", Belinda screamed, banging the door endlessly."Continue hitting the door. I will buy us time," he said in a light tone moving toward the dog and throwing a stone at it. The dog barked on the hit of the stone. It became furious, barking around and chasing after Ryan. Ryan ran as fast as his legs could carry him not giving up and increasing his pace each step. Each of his steps matched his heart race. The dog wasn't giving up either. It continued the chase. Belinda was in tears, she couldn't help it. The dog was her nightmare. She has only followed Ryan to his mother’s and now she’s been chased by her worst nightmare. The barking of the dog was putting her in a more state of horror and if she wasn't taken care of in a minute she might as well end up losing consciousness. Tears rolled down her cheeks, continuously banging at the locked door. She looked back to see Ryan running for his life and the dog having fun chasing him around the large yard.
The Hidden Heir Chapter One- Hundred And Ten
Belinda and Ryan left the prison yard after Ryan had caused a scene in the prison.Still sober about the news he had heard about his mother he became weak and his mind became crowded with thoughts. He had imagined various scenes on how his mom died in the prison and only the thoughts were enough to set him into depression."You don't need to lose hope. I have a belief that she isn't dead and is fine and healthy somewhere." Belinda tried cheering him up."You also heard what the Lieutenant and sergeant said, didn’t you?" He doubted her belief. It was obvious, they wouldn’t lie. "I heard. I’m sorry this happened to you, no one deserves this kind of pain. You know, we could have some kind of hope or something that we’d be called back and informed that it was all a prank because we’ve been chased by their dogs.” She wanted to comfort it. His mother was gone for life, but she only wanted to spring forth a bit of hope. Placing a hand on his shoulder with a crystal clear head, she pats his
The Hidden Heir Chapter One- Hundred And Eleven
Still awaiting an answer to his knock, he looked around, searching for something that might have a relationship with him. His dexterity was thrilled something caught his attention; his eyes dropped at a lady. Her eyes were brown, and she had thrilling eyelashes, which Ryan remembered to be her signature. She was putting on a long gown, sitting pretty perfectly on her body. "Ryan," The woman’s voice jotted Ryan from the look he had locked on the woman. He smiled, moving towards her. He had hoped she was the one, her mother. He had seen her in pictures, but this woman right here was pretty younger than whom he had seen in pictures. They both closed the distance between them. Tons and tons of thoughts were rushing through Ryan’s mind. Tears began to form in his eyes, he blinked repeatedly to keep the tears from dropping. She pulled him tightly to herself. That was it! Oh my!!! He felt it. That mother-son connection. He felt it. It was real. The blood spoke! Undeniably. Tears of j
The Hidden Heir Chapter One- Hundred And Twelve
Ryan left his mother's house at dusk. The revelation that Regina was dead still hasn’t seated well with him. He saw her and he definitely was not in a trance when he did. He had to rush back to his mom because it was late, and he was not going to spend a night with an old stranger in person of his mother. “I will ask her more about Regina. It’s not making sense.” He whispered to himself while walking down the street. The street light had been a great help, as it helped him find his way around. Looking at the city, he could feel the city's natural beauty rushing through his bones. The street lights added color to the streets, and the various advertisements around them were lit up in their different colors. He smiled in amusement, trying not to lose focus. He continued walking, not minding the people watching him."Hey, that's that Ryan guy," a young guy with a red bandana tied around his neck said to a man who was putting on a partially shredded black jacket. The man was known as
The Hidden Heir Chapter One- Hundred And Thirteen
"No one is leaving," Ryan screamed, turning to the gang called Legion that Shadow had brought with him. They all ignored him, tilting their bodies around to escape, but in the blink of an eye, he was in front of them again.He chuckled. “You guys dared again. Didn't you all hear no one is leaving?" his eyes moving on each of the gangs, his hand taking the collar of the one in front of him. Lifting the man by the collar, he looked at the rest of them who tried to escape his wrath. They tried to flee, but he threw the man who landed with a big "duhh" in front of them, halting their movements. They all looked at their member whose head had now been crushed by the ground, with his blood trickling down."If we can't leave, then we will just take you down and hand you over for our paycheck." The strongest of them motivated the others as they cheered. Ryan laughed out loud, “You all seem to have 9 more lives? Uhn? You left your nine life at home didn’t you?”They were still cheering when
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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Six
“Why are you so nervous?” Turner asked Ryan who was pacing the floors of his home, sweat running down his back and his breathing a bit chopped.“This is huge, Turner. This is huge!”“But you both are on the same page, right? There’s nothing to be nervous about”“No, the streamers shouldn’t go down that way. And why are they yellow? I don’t want anything yellow.” Ryan said to one of his staff who was hanging up the streamers, not answering Turner.“Okay, you’re one step away from scaring them and making them run for the hills. Come have a drink.” Turner smiled as he stood up and guided Ryan out of the living room and into the dining room.“Why is the cake still out? Shouldn’t it be cooling off in the freezer? It’s not yet time for it to be out.” Ryan commented as he spied the cake with lettering on the counter.“Apparently, this place is off limits too.” Turner added before he dragged him up the stairs. When Ryan protested, Turner stopped at the landing and spoke to him.“Listen, Ryan
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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Six
“Why are you so nervous?” Turner asked Ryan who was pacing the floors of his home, sweat running down his back and his breathing a bit chopped.“This is huge, Turner. This is huge!”“But you both are on the same page, right? There’s nothing to be nervous about”“No, the streamers shouldn’t go down that way. And why are they yellow? I don’t want anything yellow.” Ryan said to one of his staff who was hanging up the streamers, not answering Turner.“Okay, you’re one step away from scaring them and making them run for the hills. Come have a drink.” Turner smiled as he stood up and guided Ryan out of the living room and into the dining room.“Why is the cake still out? Shouldn’t it be cooling off in the freezer? It’s not yet time for it to be out.” Ryan commented as he spied the cake with lettering on the counter.“Apparently, this place is off limits too.” Turner added before he dragged him up the stairs. When Ryan protested, Turner stopped at the landing and spoke to him.“Listen, Ryan
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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Five
“Greetings.” One of the students who passed by the school greeted me with a bow. Ryan who had been staring at the completed and now functional school building tore his eyes away from it and responded to the student who was already several steps ahead. He looked around to realize that sometime during his gazing, the students had let out for their lunch break. From where he was standing, he could see that some were milling around in the garden and having lunch while some preferred to make use of the outdoor café. He knew and was quite aware that others would be scattered around the indoor cafeteria and different lounges at the different corners of the school. He had decided it was best the students had a wide variety of places to choose from to have lunch. Experience they say is the best teacher, from experience he knew quite well how it felt to suffer through humiliation in the cafeteria and even worse not to have anywhere else to go. This even sponsored his reasons and gladness to
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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Four
“Roberts, you never told us how it went on your end.” Lewis said as he popped open another bottle of red wine, poured into his glass and brought it to his lips.“What are you talking about?”“How did the project with Jessica pan out? Was it completed successfully?” Smith asked, irritated at how slow Roberts was being.“Oh, that?” He said flippantly as he swirled the wine in his glass.“The assassin carried out the job without a hitch. He told me that he stabbed her more than 5 times and left her to bleed out in a dark alley. She was taking her last breaths when he left and there was no one in sight to help her so now, we have nothing to worry about because our tracks are clear.”Smith smiled and raised his glass, inviting the other men seated around him to a toast. They celebrated Jessica’s death. Her death meant that there was no one who could point fingers at them especially with Turner one step away from the grave.“Soon, there will be no more obstacles in my way and I will have my
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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Three
“Remember that we have to remain calm no matter what he says or does.” Evans said to Ryan as they walked towards the place where they had kept Monroe all the while because he knew Ryan had the propensity to be erratic sometimes.“I know that.” Ryan nodded“Okay, good.”They got to the room and without any hesitation or stopping to think about the decision they had arrived at concerning their hostage, Ryan turned the doorknob to reveal the inside of the room. There, Monroe was, strapped to a bed; his mouth duct taped so he didn’t make a sound and alert anyone. Not like there was a single living soul that could be found for miles but still, it was better to be safe than sorry.“Hello, Monroe. It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” Evans asked, as he strolled into the room behind Ryan, a smile on his face.Monroe saw them and began to wrestle with his bindings eager to be out of them. He thrashed and thrashed on the bed while screaming at them or rather attempting to scream at them seeing as th
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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Two
She ran like her life depended on it, weaving between parked cars and alleys because it did.She was being chased by someone she didn’t know. She had on Nike shorts and a plain black tank top with her hair in rollers looking like she was about to go to bed because that was what she had been trying to do when she heard a crash from outside her bedroom door, down the hall from the toilet.When she crept out, she saw a shadow from under the door because the light was still on and she hightailed it out of there, hoping to get a bat or something to defend herself. However, when she saw a big, burly guy coming to her with a knife, she took off outside the house, to save herself.She was still running, looking back at intervals to see where he was. Previously, she was several steps ahead with a large gap between them but the last time she looked back, she saw that he was way closer. She cursed her luck at not keeping in shape with her body when she finally had enough money to afford a gym
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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty One
Ryan walked into the hotel where he was meeting Smith and went straight to the receptionist who was all smiles.“Good morning.” He greeted her before letting her know that he was supposed to be meeting with Mr. Smith and wanted directions to the private meeting room Smith had asked to be met at. It was a new upscale hotel that was the rave of town. It was no surprise that Smith had chosen the hotel for them to meet because it was a neutral ground as neither of them had shares in the hotel though there were rumors that Smith planned to acquire it. After all, he liked the way it was growing rapidly. “The maître d’hôtel will be here to escort you shortly. I will just place a call to him now.” The receptionist said after confirming his identity and checking that indeed Smith had reserved the private meeting room.Ryan nodded and took a seat in the lounge as she asked. He was not seated for long before the maitre d’hôtel appeared to take him to the meeting room. He stood up and after adj
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Chapter One Hundred And Sixty
“What I need is a hot shower, a hot meal and sleep. Exactly in that order.” Ryan muttered as he dragged his tired body into his house. He plowed straight into the shower in his room and proceeded to have his bath.He had just finished the first task he was given, which was to give out 100 million dollars to a hundred beggars in 3 hours and he was extremely tired, who wouldn’t? It had been a hell of a day and he wanted his bed badly.He quickly sent a text to the chef to send his dinner up because he didn’t have the strength to trudge downstairs. He laid on his bed covers, still tying his towel. He knew that if he got under the covers, he would be asleep faster than a light went out.Suddenly, his phone rang. He stretched his hand out on the bed and picked it up, his eyes squinting to see who it was and he was excited to see that it was Rebecca calling. He sat up in his bed and leaned on the headboard, his finger about to slide up to answer it when he stopped. He remembered the mann
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One Hundred And Fifty Nine
“What exactly are you saying to me? I don’t understand all the medical terms you just mentioned.” Jessica said as she looked at the doctor from her seat at her mother’s side. The doctor blinked at her slowly.“Let’s have this conversation outside, please.” His voice was almost a whisper as he directed her outside the room her mother was lying in and then began to explain what he had said earlier in clearer terms.“What I am telling you is that your mother has no chance of living anymore. From her prognosis, she has at best, a few days to live. I’m sorry!”Jessica was shocked and she gaped at him for a while before she got her words back.“No, no, no!”“I’m sorry.” The doctor apologized as he shook his head.“No, doctor, there has to be something that you can do. My mother can’t just die like that. You can’t just abandon my mother like that.”“I’m sorry but there’s absolutely nothing more we can do for you. Her cancer has spread and eaten into so many of her organs. It is a miracle tha
