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The Hidden Heir Chapter Thirty- Five
The evening sun cast long shadows through the opulent mansion as Sarah prepared dinner in the pristine kitchen. She was lost in her thoughts, pondering the revelation from the doctor and how to tell William. Her heart was heavy with anxiety, and she dreaded the confrontation that was looming on the horizon.She has hope that Williams would not ask. He never cared about her though, so he never would ask before she knew what to do.The thought of abortion choked her. She doesn’t want it. Her life is at stake here. Williams arrived home, he didn't waste any time and went straight to the point. "So, what did the doctor say?" he asked with a cold tone, a hint of impatience in his voice.Sarah felt a sting. Williams proved her wrong. Now, she’s left with whether to open up or not. Sarah hesitated, unable to make eye contact with her domineering husband. She was torn between the fear of his reaction and the guilt of lying. "The doctor said it was just a minor issue. Nothing to worry abou
The Hidden Heir Chapter Thirty- Six
"I don't want to hear it, Sarah. I've made myself clear. Don’t let me lose it, woman.” Tears welled up in her eyes, and she turned her gaze to the passing landscape outside the car. Her dreams of motherhood had been brutally crushed, and the future felt bleak.At home, William's anger had not abated. He was relentless in his demand for obedience, his words laced with cruelty."You should be grateful I gave you a second chance. You would have lost everything if it weren't for me."Sarah couldn't hold back her grief any longer, and tears streamed down her face. "I just wanted a family, William. Is that too much to ask?”"Enough!" he shouted, his face contorted in anger. "Do not question me again. You belong to me, and you will do as I say."“I want love!”Taking a deep breath, she felt her fingers glide over her clothe, tracing invisible patterns. “I… I know this marriage was arranged. " she began, her words hesitant. “Something beyond a mere transaction."Williams let out a sigh, his
The Hidden Heir Chapter Thirty- Seven
With remarkable zeal, Sarah tackled the challenging recipe, showing no sign of distress. She moved gracefully in the kitchen, expertly handling each step of the process. As the enchanting aroma of her culinary creation filled the house, Sarah hummed a melodious tune, finding joy in the creative process.When lunch was finally served, William scrutinized each dish, searching for imperfections to criticize.“Are you sure you’re done? I hate half the work done. You’re never good with meals though.”His expectations were set for a reaction, a sign of irritation from Sarah, but she surprised him with her response."Ah, I see what you mean. I'll strive for perfection next time," she said, her smile as serene as ever. With unwavering composure, she continued to serve the meal, radiating contentment from within. Williams's eyes graced her, confusion flaked through him. “Hey, woman. I hope you ain’t planning to have me poisoned?”Sarah chuckled. “Why would I? You’re my husband.” She smiled
The Hidden Heir Chapter Thirty- Eight
“I lost the pregnancy eventually.” Her voice tinged with sadness. “Oh whoa! Accept my condolences.” He pulled her to himself. “I lost it during the relocation from Williams. The stress settling down and all.” Tears rolled didn’t her cheeks. The loss was a heavy burden, but it also symbolized a new beginning for her and Turner, a chance to build a future free from the darkness of their past.I’m the journey of life, Sarah and Turner were blessed with another pregnancy. It was a moment of joy.Their love story was that of inspiration. She and Turner had built a life together, one filled with love and support, and the thought of becoming parents was a dream come true. As the months passed, Sarah's pregnancy became more evident, a symbol of their love and the life they had created together.Turner was by her side throughout the pregnancy, attending every doctor's appointment, sharing in her cravings, and eagerly assembling the baby's nursery. As the due date approached, their excit
The Hidden Heir Chapter Thirty- Nine
In the hospital waiting room, Turner sat with Emily, as they contemplated the high-stakes decision that lay before them. The hospital's soft lighting and hushed voices offered a semblance of tranquility, a stark contrast to the turmoil that churned within their hearts.Emily had just returned from grabbing coffee, her eyes filled with concern as she took her seat beside her father. Her thoughts were etched on her face, mirroring the profound worry etched in Turner's furrowed brow."Emily," Turner began, his voice laced with uncertainty, "I don't know what the right decision is. We're at a crossroads here, and the path we choose for your mother could determine everything."Emily nodded, her gaze fixed on the ground as she wrestled with the gravity of the situation. "I know, Dad. It's a tough decision to make, but we need to make it together."Turner couldn't help but marvel at the strength and maturity his daughter displayed in this trying moment. She was her mother's daughter, resili
The Hidden Heir Chapter Forty
The night had descended into an eerie stillness, only disrupted by the muted hum of distant traffic. Inside Mr. Evans' house, the atmosphere was charged with an unspoken tension that had settled between Ryan and their host. Evans had provided a safe refuge for Ryan, but the questions that lingered in the air hung heavily in the room.Ryan couldn't shake the unease that had been gnawing at him since the ordeal at the abandoned warehouse. He had seen and experienced things he couldn't comprehend. Frustration and fear had him on edge, and he couldn't keep his emotions contained any longer.In the dimly lit living room, Ryan sat on the couch, his gaze locked on the floor. He couldn't find words to express the rage within him. Evans sat nearby, his thoughts seemingly consumed by the night's events.Finally, Ryan's restlessness got the better of him. He leaned forward, his voice laced with desperation. "Mr. Evans, you've got to tell me what's going on. I can't take this anymore. I need an
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At the hospital"Mom," Emily began, her voice gentle and soothing, "we've made a decision regarding your treatment, and we want to discuss it with you."They had come to break the news to her, but less scarily and they hoped it would go well.Sarah turned her eyes toward them, a mix of curiosity and concern in her gaze. She had been through so much, and now it was time for her to hear the verdict. Turner held her hand, his grip reassuring, and he exchanged a glance with Emily, who stood by their side, her eyes reflecting her deep concern for her mother.Sarah nodded her expression a mixture of anticipation and hope. "Please, tell me."Turner took a deep breath, his eyes never leaving Sarah's. "You have cerebral cancer, the doctor gave us options and We've chosen to go ahead with surgery instead of letting you die in three months. We trust that everything will be successful and we believe it offers the best chance for your recovery."Sarah's eyes welled up with tears. It was the momen
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"Mr. Turner, Miss Emily," the doctor began, "the surgery was challenging, we tried our best, however, Mr. Turner, I’m glad to inform you that we were able to remove most of the tumor. Your wife is in recovery now, and we'll know more about her condition as she wakes up."A wave of relief washed over Turner and Emily. They had taken a leap of faith, and the first step of their journey seemed to have led them to a glimmer of hope.Emily hugged her dad tightly. “We did it, Dad, she did it, it worked!” She was super excited and didn't mind the fact that she was shouting out loud.***Evans lay restlessly in his bed, the previous night's events haunting his thoughts. Sleep eluded him as he contemplated the predicament they found themselves in. He hadn't intended to send Ryan away; the young man was crucial to his plans for his father's property.Staring at a photo of Ryan's late father on the wall, Mr. Evans whispered with determination, "We will overcome this, just as we always have."A
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“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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“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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“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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“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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“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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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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“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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“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
