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"Shall we then go in?" Elijah said at this moment: But what did he mean by 'can we all go in?' He should have said, Let us all go in, because I was indeed dying to see the inner beauty of my mansion. Everything now looks in awe from the gate to the mansion, and indeed, without any doubt, I know that the inside of the mansion was another beauty, like the expanse of the sky. And indeed, I knew I was not the only one in haste to see the inside. I could see the same expression on Mr. Harry and certainly on Samantha and the others. "Oh! Lest I forget! The late master made sure to tell me that the young master must see the garage before I show him the mansion interiors." What Elijah said also fascinated me. It was true that I admired fancy cars when I was still living on the street. Knowing that I was about to be shown my fleet of fancy cars could not have interested me more. And as of now, I immediately remembered what Andrew and I said to each other on one of those days on the street.
Elijah's words fascinated me, like I had just heard something new. But of course, it was indeed something new because I never thought that I was going to have a customized car, especially one of which there is only one type in the world and belonged to just me."Wow!" I exclaimed, rubbing my hands on the driver’s leather seat that embraced me, cradling me in a perfect balance of comfort and control. When I placed my hands gently on the steering wheel, it felt like an artist’s brush beckoning me to unleash my creativity. With a gentle turn to the right, the wheel responded, as if it possessed an innate understanding of my desires.I opened my mouth wide, still surprised by the manifest interior: such beauty, such comfort, and such luxury. I sent a quick stare to Elijah, and he gave me a thumbs-up as if he could feel every joy I felt.Having seen a little of the Ferrari, I wanted to check out others as well. Without any delay, I moved on to the next car parked behind the Ferrari.As I m
The five others also followed closely behind Mr. Harry, one after another, like a trail of loyal shadows. Thus, when we all stepped into the mirror-like door, the mirror closed itself on us like a secretive gateway, sealing its secrets within. Hence, what we faced now was nothing but total darkness. It was even worse, as we couldn't see anything, akin to the darkness of an evil forest.Then suddenly, I heard Elijah say, "Light on!" and immediately, a bright light like the sun radiated above us until it stabilized upon us.This was a wide arena, akin to a wrestling ring. And to my greatest wonder, I wondered why my father had a place like this."A ring to fight whom?""Why are there bikes parked beside the ring? Shouldn't they be in the garage with all those fancy cars and SUVs?"These were the thoughts I wouldn't let sink into me like fetchers dropped deep into the well. And immediately I catapulted my thoughts to Elijah."Elijah, what is this ring for?"Elijah looked at me like someo
As Elijah completed his words, I immediately pressed the button, which suddenly drew my blood as I felt a needle pinch my finger. That was painful, and I could not help but scream out in pain. This reminded me of the bank in Nigeria, and I wondered why my father was always adding a DNA test to every little thing. As if Elijah heard my thoughts, he looked at me and said, "Everything of your father's possession that you are going to claim, you have to go through a test. This is not because he did not trust you as his son but because of those who seek you and would war with you." Elijah's words were like daggers cutting through my veins, causing agony as I couldn't help but wonder what he meant by "those who seek you and would war with you." Immediately, I looked at Mr. Harry. I could see the same expression of dilemma written boldly on his face, and thus, he stepped aside as he walked slowly behind Elijah again. Suddenly, we heard a sound, and we needed no one to tell us before we k
Elijah’s words broke some kind of unexplainable confidence in me, like a powerful gust of wind extinguishing a flickering flame, and I felt ready to hear more of them if there were any more remaining. But Elijah only kept mute, and I could sense him watching my expression. Though I was surprised by the revelation about my father revealed by Elijah, Not because I thought it was a lie, but because he had lived a dedicated life, thinking he was a CIA agent, he worked for a deadly assassin organization. It was also at this moment that I remembered what Mr. Harry once told me when he picked me up from the street and I asked him about my father. Hence, I looked at him, and the shock he previously wore on his face was now shrunken into confidence from the knowledge Elijah had just revealed to me. "No child of his father would hear about his father’s unjust death and not avenge him, son. It's the reason Mr. Franks and I are so devoted to your story. Just as we helped you claim your properti
Surprisingly, this place was not the living room we entered from the garage before the secret arena. This was another living room with only one seat in it.The seat was a perfect symbol of wealth, as its buttery soft leather was upholstered in the finest I have ever seen, offering a plush and inviting surface to sink into, with the elegant lines around the leather creating a real aura of refined luxury."Young Master, this is where your late dad sat and meditated whenever he wanted to be alone. Please have a seat, and I can fetch the contract document," Elijah said as he bowed.If Elijah lifted his neck at the moment his words ended, it was a lie. He did not lift his head as he continued to bow while Mr. Harry and the five others gazed upon me. As Mr. Harry said,"Go on, son, you can do it. I am counting on you."I know it's just a luxury chair, and all I was asked to do at this moment was to sit in it until Elijah came back, and I can sign the contract.But I was only a child from th
After Mr. Harry had read the content of the possession contract aloud, which the other five also heard, he placed the contract back where Elijah had placed it before and said,"Son, this looks good. Sign it, and we can begin the next step."At that moment, I nodded at Mr. Harry, and he understood the message behind my nodding as he nodded back at me. Slowly, my eyes fell on the areas I am supposed to sign.But I was just a guy from the street; I have never signed any document before, even though I have heard about it multiple times for a person to sign a document on the street.It makes me remember one of the early clashes between the big gangs and the small gangs on the street. Though the big gangs appeared to have won the war, enough dead bodies from the small gangs littered the streets, and every other kid on the street had to hide, including Sebastian and me.While I peeped, I saw how the big gangs made the small gangs sign a document of a treaty by stamping their blood on the pap
Signing the document turned out to be easier than I had thought. As soon as I signed, Elijah swiftly packed up the contract before me and bowed once again."Young master, you are now officially the owner of the mansion and everything your late father owned, including me. Therefore, I will no longer address you as young master. From now on, I shall only refer to you as master."Elijah’s words triggered a cascade of thoughts, surprising me with their implications. I immediately recalled how age had not mattered on the streets, where anyone capable could be regarded as a gang leader.This situation resembled what had just transpired. I was only 22 years old, yet a man in his fifties was pledging to call me 'master.As if Mr. Harry and the other five had heard my thoughts, they also bowed to me and addressed me as master, even though it was clear they were just teasing.At that moment, my gaze returned to Samantha. She seemed to have been looking at me for the longest time. However, I was