Harrison was angry at the sight of the people who had died in the Wilson's mansion all due to his quest for power and influence making numbers of enemies for himself while the people around him pay with their lives.He glanced at Wilson who was speaking to an officer at a corner and his anger towards him began to boil even more.He walked out of the scene to his quater and closed the door. As he fell to the couch in the room.His eyes caught sight of the headline on the TV. "Amelia Wilson kidnapped within the hospital and locked up in a fridge to die" He walked out of the house immediately and approached Wilson in rage while sourcing out the news on the Tv in his phone. It was not very difficult to find as every blog already carried the news. He got to Wilson and stood before him with his head slightly bowed to the ground. "Sir... Have you seen the news?" He asked him in a low voice. Wilson looked at him with a worried look on his face and asked "What about the news" In a deep c
Maxwell turned to him with a look of surprise on his face and asked him in a low voice "What are you talking about?" He asked.Harrison glanced at him with a blank expression on his face and said "Of course you heard what I said. That is Wilson's message to you." He replied."Does he know about this already?" Maxwell asked in surprise.Harrison scoffed abd said "Of course he knows about it, else... Why do you think I'll be here?" He asked him.Maxwell's face tightened into a frown and he asked "Well... If he does know about the condition that his daughter is in why is he not here to see her?" He asked with a puzzled look on his face.Harrison chuckled abd said "You know... I was also curious when after I showed him the news on my phone he acted totally unconcerned about it. One could hardly tell that it was his daughter that was being spoken about.That's Wilson though. The only things that's probably more important to him right now is finding the enemies who attacked the mansion " Ha
Maxwell was feeling nostalgic the whole time and he could not wait to see his parents again after that long.The last time he had seen them was at the hospital when he was shot but that was just a brief meeting and although this was not going to be long either, he was ready to make it count. The door was not answered the first time he knocked and he wondered if he was at the right location. He had to glance at the address on his the paper and the one he was seeing there, they were the same. He made to knock again but this time, as his hand touched the door, they door slowly opened making a cracking sound as it opened. Maxwell was surprised and he slowly walked into there house. The living room was very neat and well furnished and standing from there, he could see another door at the end of the narrow corridor. He quietly walked towards the door as it created a familiar memory in his head. As he bent his tall self stepping out of the door, he was met with the beautiful sight of
His parents glanced at each other immediately they heard that question coming from him.He could see the shock on their faces and he could not make a thing of it because since he was a kid, he never asked them anything like this and up until now, he did not know exactly when he was born.He was only told his age by his parents as boy and he had grown up counting from there without actually worrying about the date.They must be surprise to see him sitting before him after so many years asking that question.They were silent for a few seconds and Maxwell was becoming anxious, he moved his gaze around them waiting silently.Deep down, he knew that his heart will be very much pained if they attest to the claim of the Bernards because he had grown to love them much.He wanted to do the right thing but much more than that he wanted them to be his right parents.He swallowed hot saliva down his throat and asked them in a low voice "Dad... Do you remember the date I was born?" He asked again.
Opening Up. His father was silent. It was like he had totally gone speechless and he could not find the right words to explain to Maxwell anymore.Everything was already pointing to the fact that Maxwell had found his real parents and there was nothing they could do but except that it was time to let him go." Maxwell I need you to listen to me. We do not know who this people are and whoever they are or whatever happens after now does not change the facts that you are still our son" his father said as he slowly began to pat Maxwell on the shoulder."Dad, I just need you to tell me that you did not find me at an accident scene. This could be a mistake" Maxwell said. His voice was gradually becoming low and he was slowly losing his composure.He was hurt deeply within himself as he thought about his whole life with his parents. He could swear with his life that there were his real parents and there was no reason to doubt them.They had never ever giving him a sign that they were not hi
Revenge Plans. The bus had gone some miles away from the hospital before Maxwell noticed and asked the driver to stop the bus.By the time he got out of the bus, looking ahead of him he realised that it was going to be a very long walk back to the hospital. He would have boarded a cab from there but there was no money on him anymore and he had to trek down to the hospital.Has he began to stroll down the street walking down to the hospital gate, he instantly remembered that he had missed something.His visits to Sacramento was not supposed to be only going to see his parents, he was supposed to take the Bernard to see his parents too. His mind was clouded with a fear that Wilson may discover that he left the hospital for Sacramento.He felt a little sense of satisfaction to when he went in met and spoke with his parents. I love this contributor to the reason why e and not recode that he had bigger plans. Taking the penis to see his parents were supposed to be something he would have
Not Stopping Now. James was silent when Carson asked if he was going to go with them to fight Wilson. The had no personal encounter with Wilson but he could tell with the stories he have heard from James and Kate that Wilson was one very tough man.All of his life he had hated the ways of violence. It was their family trait, peace. Although Carson do not seem to agree with that and has always done things contrary to what the family believed, he still wanted to keep up his family reputation and not fight anyone."Carson, seriously is there no other way to settle this other then going all the way to Las Vegas to fight a man that you stand little chances of winning?" James asked with a tone of concern.Carson scoffed. He had expected that response from James but he had still pushed through with asking James so that it does not seem like he left for a mission without giving him a chance to revenge their sisters death." What exactly do you mean by I do stand a little chance?" Carson aske
The Revenge MissionCarson was silent when James asked him that question. He knew that Karen was offering to go with him to Wilson but he also knew that it was not such a good idea that she go with him.He wanted to talk her out of the idea of going with him to fight and avenge the death of their loved ones that was caused by the same bad man Wilson, but considering how much she wanted to take revenge on Wilson, he doubted she'd ever agree to stay behind.She had always been the one to pressure him about their revenge plans and thanks to her, he dedicated so much to it. It would have taken him more time to process it if she was there to constantly remind him of how much she wanted Wildon to pay for the things he did to Laurel.He glanced around the room and said to James in a low voice. "She's proposing to tag along and I doubt that I will be able to stop her from coming to this one. She seems determined" He replied with a tone of honesty in his voice.James moved he gave away from Ca