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The Hidden Identity Chapter Twelve
The Garden behind the building.Maxwell stared at Wilson who stood before him with a big wrap of cigarette on his left hand, exhaling smoke from his mouth.He hates it when the old man smokes to his face but then, what could he do?"Have you met my daughter..? " Maxwell asked after scanning Maxwell with his eyes for some seconds"Not yet sir" Maxwell replied looking throwing a quick glance at the balcony and back to Wilson"Why not..?" Wilson asked walking towards the pool.Maxwell exhale and turn around to face him "I... I have not had an opportunity.." Maxwell stuttered in response not sure if his words made any sense."In the world where you came from, do people just sit back and wait for opportunities to come" Wilson spatted, turning around sharing with his angry looks fixed on Maxwell's face."I do not want to make a bad first impression... I'm only trying to figure out how best to approach her" Maxwell said his defense.Wilson let out a mocking laughter "I see.. So how long do y
The Hidden Identity Chapter Thirteen
The garden behind the building. Maxwell went to his room after taking the pack of chocolate from Matty.He dropped the chocolate on the table and sat down on the bed thinking of how to go about his plan.He changed up the wet clothes and went into the bathroom to have a cold evening bath.As he stood there in the shower, he kept wondering about how to present the chocolate to Amelia in her room."Chocolate will not feel like a present to girl of her status so he would not try to make it look like one" He thought aloud to himself. After some minutes, he was done dressing up and was ready to go see his bride.This was just the second day of his stay with the Wilson's and Mr Wilson already seem furious when he learnt that no progress has been made. He took the direction Matty had given earlier that day and he found himself behind a closed door which he believed was hers.He stood at the door for a few seconds, too scared to knock on it."She hates it when her privacy is intruded" Matt
The Hidden Identity Chapter Fourteen
Are you Amelia?Maxwell could not sleep all through the night. He stayed awake worrying over how to start things going between him and the heiress.Her attention was all he need to keeping the contract going and his father treatment as well.Even if things were not going to start off right between them, he was determined to give it a try that morning.He planned to approach her at the garden and engage her in a conversation.He has never spoken to a lady with the intention of getting her to like him before.The only girl he had always wished to speak to was the daughter of a rich man who lived a few blocks away from his parents shack.He had always seen her drive pass his home everyday since he was he was 18 years old.She was fond of keeping the windows of the car open while driving, so he would always wait outside to get sight of her face and smile.She had smiled back at him once but since then, she didn't look his way anymore even if he was waving at her.He reluctantly pulled him
The Hidden Identity Chapter fifteen
Overstepped Boundaries.Maxwell followed Amelia into the building and held her door just before she was about to lock it from the inside."Amelia.. Please I need to speak to you, this is not what it seems like" Maxwell pleaded with the young lady who just stared at him looking rather terrified."What do you mean by it's not what it seems like?" Amelia questioned him"I mean, we can talk this over.... I can explain all of this" Maxwell replied in a tone that sounded very honest."I can't... Speak with you.." She stuttered and immediately try to force the door lock"Amelia....Amelia wait... My father's life is at stake here" Maxwell said raising his voice to prove that he was not joking"If you do not give me a chance to at least talk about this, he may die" He added.His right hand was holding the door strongly preventing her from closing it properly."What... What are you talking about? How I'm I connected to that?" Amelia asked letting go of the door.She walked away into her room an
The Hidden Identity Chapter Sixteen
The Hidden Art Room. Amelia was feeling very upset sitting up on her bed with her two legs crossed into each other. She picked up her cellphone and sailed a contact which was answered almost immediately. "Hi..."Amelia said to the person on the other end of the phone. " Hi Amy... "A female voice sounded from the speaker of her phone. " It's been days... Are you okay" The person said further. "No... I'm not okay... I'm practically losing my mind right now" Amelia scathing voice sounded too loud as she spoke. "Okay... Okay.. Calm down" The female voice said calming, counting it each word to be sure Amelia was listening. "I want to sue him..." Amelia said softly, this time she was no longer sounding harsh but rather frustrated. "I understand how you feel" The voice said almost immediately. "I just need you to do one thing for me right now" The voice spoke further "Go to your art gallery at the closet and try painting whatever comes to your mind" The female voice said. "Aren't y
The Hidden Identity Chapter Seventeen
The Therapist Is Dead."Hello... Mr Wilson"Lizzy greeted Wilson who had just appeared in the company of two hefty guys at her apartment unannounced."Hello Liz..." Wilson responded to her greetingHe walked over to the couch in the small living room and sat down, his eyes darting around every corner of the room.Lizzy was beginning to feel uncomfortable about his impromptu visit. The way the two guards stood on separate sides of the doorway sent a chill down her spine."What do I offer you..." Lizzy managed to say not wanting them to notice the tension within her."Anything... Water will do" Wilson answered cheerfully.The excitement he should made Lizzy more comfortable.She had not been to close to Wilson but in the little time she have worked as his daughter's therapist, she could tell that he was not the smiling type.She faked a smile and said "I'll be back" while walking into the small kitchen that was a left turn from the living room. She took out a glass the cabin that hung
The Hidden Identity Chapter Eighteen
The Yellow Hand Towel.Maxwell stared at Riya for minutes before she broke the silence and asked to leave. As she walked back into Amelia's room, she could feel a wave of shyness in her marrows. It was as though thousands of butterflies were dancing in her belly to the tone of her heart beat. "What the heck happened?" She asked herself, almost like a solique.Her eyes were blinking unstoppably. "Are you alright" Amelia asked her as she entered into the room. "Yeah I'm fine" She replied not wanting Amelia to notice anything on her reactions. "Here, have some chocolates" Riya said, leaving the plate of chocolate bars in front of Amelia as they both say on the bed. "I can't still believe that Lizzy is gone" Amelia said looking depressed. Her eyes were heavy and she could feel the chillness on her skin. "Hmmm....its heart reeking" Riya replied"I hope her killers gets the sane fate" She added innocently. "What if it was dad?" Amelia asked without thinking it twice. "What?.... I
The Hidden Identity Chapter Nineteen
His AdvocateRiya walked out of his room feeling a cluster of eerie feeling all over her body. It was already late into the night and as she walked into Amelia's room, she began to tip on her toe in the darkness not wanting to make a sound and wake Amelia up. She took off her slippers and laid on her side to the left end of the bed. This time, she didn't allow any thoughts into her mind as she was already feeling to weak and dizzy. In a short moment she slept off without saying her words of prayer as she usually does. Her mother back in Chinatown had always taught her how to prayer every morning and evening since she was a child. Maxwell was a bit nervous about what happened between them that night but he was able to cuddle himself tightly on bed until he finally fell asleep. He woke the next morning feeling a bit nostalgic and decided to do a little exercise around the house. He was able to find a suitable sport for his little morning workout. He walked out of the front door