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The Inheritor Of The Houston Empire 35 • Like A Caged Animal
Still on the other side, he spoke. “Martha, what are you doing in there? How did you get locked in?”Despite how hard he tried to listen, or he could pick up was the sound of her whimpering as she cried. “Hello? Martha? Are you still there?” He questioned, a small frown forming on his face. The muffled sound of her crying only continued. He backed away from the door and looked around him, there had to be a way to get her out of there. “Okay Martha, I want you to calm down. I will go get Charles and he will find the key to get you out.”“No! Don't tell any of them that we talked, they will only punish me,” she whispered with quivering lips. At this point Matthew was beyond confused, he no longer understood what was going on. “What did I tell you about snooping around and not minding your business?” The family of his uncle Raymond boomed. He looked up. “Of course you would have a hand in this, who are you holding hostage in there?” Matthew asked. “It's none of your business boy,
The Inheritor Of The Houston Empire 36 • Swoop In Like Superman
Charles brought the keys to the padlock and opened the door. Everyone held their breath as the door creaked, the hinges croaking as they revealed the room inside. It was a large room with a high ceiling. In its center stood a king-sized bed with various pillows sprawled over it. She was by the edge of the room, eyes widened and alert. She tried to make herself seem more minor, her body trembling with fear. Her eyes darted between all the people standing in the room. “Go away! Go away!” she yelled, backing up against the wall, trying to shrink. Matthew stepped forward, extending his hands. “It’s okay. Calm down. It’s me. I’m the one who was trying to help you outside,” he said in a soothing voice. Raymond scoffed, “You see what I’m saying, she’s crazy!” He remarked. “That is no way to refer to your wife,” Amelia cautioned him. Martha was still agitated but seemed to calm down when Matthew approached her. He lowered himself to be at eye level with her. “It’s okay. We’re not trying
The Inheritor Of The Houston Empire 37 • Actionable Solutions
Her stomach dropped, and she inched backward. The door gently clicked open, revealing Raymond's towering form occupying the doorframe. Her breathing became uneasy, and she tore her gaze away from him and cast it on the ground. His lips twitched into a small smile. “My darling wife, I hope your recovery will be quicker now,” he said, retrieving a plastic bottle from his pocket. It contained some capsules. As he advanced towards her, he grabbed the jug on the nightstand, bringing it closer to her mouth. “You can’t forget to take your drugs. You don’t want to have a relapse now, do you?” He cocked his head to the side, grabbing her chin gently but firmly. She reluctantly opened her mouth and forced the pill in, washing it down with the water from the jug.She swallowed and pulled her mouth away from the rim of the glass jug with a sharp breath. “Good girl,” he said in a low tone, setting the jug down. Her hands were tight, and her body language screamed in repulsion. He got up and pat
The Inheritor Of The Houston Empire 38 • A Friend Or A Boss?
Elena straightened her back, meeting his glare with an equally defiant one. “What are you angry about? Is it because your plan to humiliate me in front of the board failed?” Raymond didn’t bother to respond; he just walked away. Naturally, Matthew grew inquisitive, and as they returned to their offices, he asked Elena about what Raymond had said. “What was my uncle talking about earlier when he said don’t forget why you’re CEO?” His voice was laced with curiosity. Just when it seemed he was uncovering the dynamics of the Houston family, there always seemed to be a new layer to uncover. “I’m not sure I should tell you this, but let’s discuss it in my office,” she responded. While inside her office, he shut the door behind him to ensure nobody could overhear their conversation. She moved over to her chair and plopped down, throwing her back against the backrest. Silence stretched out between them, and the expression on her face was that of someone reminiscing. “I have been working f
The Inheritor Of The Houston Empire 39 • No Coincidence
His hands were wrapped around the steering wheel as he sped down the road, his eyes fixed ahead. As he drove, he kept wondering what the matter was. Finally, the view of the mansion was within the frame of the windscreen. He pulled up in the compound's parking lot and then alighted from his car. Charles, standing by the door, welcomed him with a slight bow. “What’s going on?” he asked the butler, looking at him and then into the foyer. “I believe you should go in and find out for yourself, young master.” He walked into the hallway, gentle steps guiding him toward the dining table. It was evident that he was a bit late, as everyone was already seated. Their heads turned to face him. At the edge of the dining table, Martha was seated beside Raymond, looking petrified as usual. There was particular alertness in her eyes and in the way that she carried herself that made it clear she was suffering from severe anxiety. Amelia harrumphed, “Welcome, Matthew. Have a seat.” Her voice was sh
The Inheritor Of The Houston Empire 40 • Vanessa vs Amelia
Vanessa was a short woman who had a similar body frame with Amelia. Her face was still vibrant and her silver hair added to her fierce look. She wore a gray knee length dress with slingback heels that completed the entire look. What others would have believed to have been a forced look seemed to irritate Amelia the more as she stared on.Vanessa descended the steps slowly approached Amelia, a sly smile sat across her lips as she greeted Amelia once more, “how the years have gone by,” she chided, her hands folded before her and stared Amelia down.“They've certainly not done those wrinkles justice,” she sneered, her expression remaining the same as though she hadn't just commented on Amelia's looks.Amelia scoffed, “all those years of botox barely paid off,” she retorted while she wondered what exactly had brought them back to the country, and more importantly, New York City.Vanessa held back, pinching at her fingers at the backhanded insult she had just received, but there was nothi
The Inheritor Of The Houston Empire 41 • Fluoxetine
His fingers grazed the name on the label of the drug, "Fluoxetine." As he was putting it down, the door clicked open behind him and he froze. “You seem to want to spend more time with my own mother than I do,” Xander said.He quickly set the bottle of the drugs down and then spun around. “She’s my aunt, is she not? I don’t think there’s anything wrong with me wanting to see her, especially since she’s been here all this while and you barely made efforts to relate with her.”Something about what he said pushed Xander to the wall, making him lunge forward and grab Matthew’s collar tightly, the sudden movement startled Martha and she crouched by the corner, covering her face with her hands and cowering in fear. “Don’t you ever in your life assume things you know nothing about,” he warned through gritted teeth, moving his face closer to Matthew’s and leaving no room for personal space. From the corner of his eyes, he noticed how Martha was trembling. “Xader stop, you’re scaring her,” h
The Inheritor Of The Houston Empire 42 • Matthew Vermont or Houston?
Lola’s face twisted into a frown,the betrayal evident in her features. She knew Matthew from his poor days, there was no way that all of a sudden he could afford a black card. To even own one of these, there had to be a minimum balance of at least several hundred thousands in the bank account.That wasn’t the part that confused him the most, it was the fact that it had his name on it, and instead of it reading Matthew Bremont, it read Matthew Houston. She couldn't believe her eyes. The card was still clutched within her grip as she stepped forward, shoving it against his chest. “Who are you?” she asked in a low voice.She began to question everything she knew about Matthew, was he ever poor? Was he just lying about his identity the whole time? Several thoughts began flashing in her mind. He moved forward, attempting to grab her hands but softly but she took an equivalent step back. “I’ve been meaning to tell you, I just didn’t know how to bring it up,” he said truthfully. At first h
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