Mr Bush held his elbow resting on the table and his hands intertwined together, while his gaze travelled around the table."Father, Gina had planned a trip with Neo, we must tell her " Wayne managed to remind him."That's so stupid! Would she? You, children, are just unbelievable." Natalie sighed. "We can't tell her, Gina had just taken in her husband. . . I mean they've waited for years for this moment." "That is stupid, we need money, the family treasury is in catastrophe and you care about some unborn fetus!"Natalie wanted to talk back but she held her tongue stuck to her mouth. "We should at least send someone, it's better to be practical, discussing this over the phone is rather radical."Mrs Debbie was most concerned about her grandchild, she looked at the children. Francis was out of this, besides he gambled away with his share, and Neo, her husband, is a giant flag that will tear him down."I'm not going either," Wayne concluded."It's decided that it has to be either of yo
Dylan watched the blonde haired Willow strode towards him, starting on her feet.He wanted to help her but he didn't. Stand your ground Dylan. Willow had no better would for him to pity.He let out a loud sigh and went into the meeting room, he had his security block her part from passing to him.Willow pride swollen bite down on her lips. "Let me through." She struggled at fist with the strong men holding her back from crossing the door to Dylan.Dylan had plenty of things to work on. Claiming the company working on his career and serving people like her."She is still adamant sir." The man said lifting his document peeking through the door.Dylan lift his brow. "I don't want to ever see you again." He said coldly."I came to apologise for my wrong doubts. And I'm ready to vacate the place. But I would like to ask a favour." Willow said and Dylan shoot him a look.Ignoring her he walked down staircase stopping at the door underneath the staircase. "This leads to the basement where the
She gave a sharp look around, Natalie's gaze settling on her step-sister.Wayne sneered and looked away. "What do I mean?" Debbie's hand swatted across her shoulder. "Don't be dumb!"Natalie scoffed, jerking herself from her. "How did it ever happen that you are still here?!" "So rude! As if you will last a day without me to guide you." Mrs Debbie raised her voice to reprimand Natalie. "Don't worry mum, Natalie here must be finding it hard to believe, Dad has always reckoned on hrs but now he is taken back what is his. But if Natalie is so stupid to reclaim what is hers I wouldn't mind."Natalie chuckled and this raised a frown from everyone. "Well, if it so pleases you, you have always wanted the position after all, fix my ruins Wayne and I would be convinced that you have grown past your rainbows."Having lived with them and obeying everything they tell her Natalie knows how conceited and selfish they could be, especially pushing responsibility on her at times like this.Natalie t
Dylan paused as he strode to the living room beside the flower vase on the pouch. The tall lily did him the favour of providing a cover for his body but not to the charity of his foot."Do I blame you for my disaster?" Willow mimicked Natalie.As if there were some traces of humour in what Natalie said, Willow chuckled.Natalie finds it amusing. Willow raised her head and removed her hand from her nose, she stopped at her dramatic and with a stern face her face was shooting behind Natalie."What? I don't get why on earth you will barge into my house shouting my name without some respect. I got slandered by you last night. If anyone is responsible for something it should be you."Willow folds her hand into a tight fist by her side, her teeth grinding hard together.Natalie was right, Willow had been too hard on Dylan, you don't have to know a person's personality to be nice to him. "Young mistress Natalie, your father wants to see you." One of the house workers announced to Natalie. S
Dressed chivalrous in exotic fabrics, the reception grand hall at the hilt of Stone City was shrouded with influential figures every reeked of money."Well, I can't believe I'm standing here." Wayne almost squeals in her excitement."You should Thank Natalie." Mrs Debbie said, striking on her heels and walking inside. The lights aligning with the decoration bring out the rich fabric of her maxi gown.If sarcasm was electricity, Mrs Debbie's gown would have been a power plant. "What? You can't necessarily downgrade me like this." "That's the truth, you are low on a budget now, my son even got the ticket to Tiffany for you. Yet you're so shameless to come along with your useless son-in-law." Lucien's mother, a tall brunette, laced her manicured hand around the glass of wine and super from it."What are you talking about? We secured the place ourselves, be careful of your words. Deficit!" Mrs Debbie spat back at her.Lucien's mother laughed painfully. Her red lipstick and her brow bec
The listing of the table was brought before the host on a paper "What is happening? I thought Lucien was the host." Mrs Debbie asked panic struck.For the first time, she didn't take out her time to insult the greasy son-in-law he had. She flipped her gaze to Lucien but the man chatted and chuckled with his mother."Mother, we can't afford a single thing in Tiffany yet we have a table to ourselves," Natalie said in a dry voice sensing the aura in a pessimistic way.Wayne too was scared, "I would have stayed outside and now no one can leave here. We're equally stuck."Natalie was struck by lightning and was taken aback by the current situation. It was impossible to say what Lucien is feeling like. She tried to keep everything in her stomach but it was a launching event."We have to get something or we're doomed." Mrs Debbie then took notice of Dylan. "What! Don't stand there!""Where do you want him to stand, Mother?" Natalie said feeling bad that he went to the mechanic for her."Any
Lucien, seeing the challenge in Dylan's eyes, looked to another side with a scoff and then back to Dylan.Dylan had fought so hard to avoid every chance but maybe beneath this foul action directed at him."You have to stop this Lucien." "What can you do?" Lucien tucked his hand into his pocket thinking through but couldn't find the perfect image.Dylan on the other hand moved closer to Lucien so close that the tip of their nails almost dug into one another.He smiled at him. "Why don't you be a good boy and keep your distance." The challenge in Dylan's eyes was quite provocative.Lucien takes a step closer to Dylan with a sneer. He plucked his hand from his pocket and swatted it across Dylan's shoulder and brought it to his nose."Is this the man you rely on to pay your bills, Mrs Debbie?" He asked, pointing his gaze at the woman.Mrs Debbie blinked her eyes. "What! Are you judging him now? After all, it's been said, don't judge a book by its cover.'' Mrs Debbie replied, burned out o
Chapter Thirty-one(masked son-in-law)Wayne was now piquing interest in what the man said.The old man was Mr Dorogo's childhood friend. They have lived through their years together, their friendship came to a standstill when Dorogo figured he was not the sheep that he worked with for several years."And you what would you do for the oppressed?" Mr Dorogo speaking back left them in awe.Mr Twister never bothered to invest with the Dorogo despite everything that was done. "I have my esteem." The man let out with a hard look.Mr Dorogo stepped closer struggling not to roll his eyes. He let out. "Your esteem or your selfishness?" "Come home now!" The text was seen by Mrs Debbie.It was sent by Mr Bush accompanied by four missed calls move which she saw because she was acting as the moderator of the Wonders before her.She wouldn't have had this chance of Mr Dorogo supporting her if she hadn't been grabbed access for that she was more than delighted that Natalie brought her good-for-noth
Natalie shrugs her shoulder and falls into the sofa with a concerned look covering her face. Her features were cowering out."Please don't tell me we're going to live in the street as bummers." Wayne clicked her tongue.Ric sat on the sofa his ankle crossing his knees and his finger tapping his chin at the most unpredictable event in their life."We should at least appeal," Francis suggests dropping the file on the desk and stepping towards Mrs Debbie.Mrs Debbie had her hand wrapped around her chin with an unusual look."What kind of appeal do you suggest?" Ric said adjusting himself in the seat and setting his heart to Dylan mouthing. "Getting rid of the useless son-in-law, what is the need of keeping a vegetable."Dylan looked Ric up with a smirk. "What is with the sneer, keep your head down.""All of you shut up!" Mr Bush clasped his hand on the table adjoining every.Dylan looked at the floor so that they didn't notice him, he hide the fact that he is lying about his whereabouts
Mr Bush check in with a receptionist three minutes before the appointment time and try not to let the last-minute arrival bother him.Mrs Debbie is already anxious and impatient It is overshadowed by the fact that Dylan was not there and she tries his cell again, but gets only voice mail."That bumper had swayed us." Mrs Debbie sounded mean.The secretary that came their way has a flat chest and acne scars pitting her cheeks and jowls, the sort of woman who has become mean just to survive."Please, come inside, we're sorry for keeping you out." She was too nice that she got a red cheek from Mrs Debbie.Dylan's eyes rammed through the crowd, he checked his wrist, now that everyone was busy meeting their class it seems an opportunity for him to sneak out."I thought we would meet today at the bar." Mr Turner trudged Dylan's shoulder.Dylan turns to face him with a sly look. "Let's have a drink, Mr Turner." Dylan ignored every line of words said by the man.Mr Turner turns to the side. "
Mr Turner's gaze locked on the thick wall that was illuminated by the light from the street he then turn to Dlyan wondering whether that sound is coming from him. ''are you sure of what you're saying?"Dylan gave a quick nod to what the man asked. He couldn't be any surer than he was at the moment, he was bathed and humiliated then tossed at like he didn't matter. He stepped forward. "I was not having moustache around youth when I mattered it."Mr Tuner finding sass in Dylan's sentence chuckled lightly. "You might need to get your feather to believe that, he thinks you have outgrown the air on your face and won't let you anywhere close to being the head of his conglomerate." Dylan stepped back, rubbing his hand slightly on Mr Turner's shoulder. "I will take care of this."The assured answer made the man raise his shoulder as he stepped up to the back of his steering wheel and revved the car. Dylan was now quiet on the only walk along the street of Melbourne, Melbourne was quite fast
Mr Turner's gaze locked on the thick wall that was illuminated by the light from the street he then turn to Dlyan wondering whether that sound is coming from him. ''are you sure of what you're saying?"Dylan gave a quick nod to what the man asked. He couldn't be any surer than he was at the moment, he was bathed and humiliated then tossed at like he didn't matter. He stepped forward. "I was not having moustache around youth when I mattered it."Mr Tuner finding sass in Dylan's sentence chuckled lightly. "You might need to get your feather to believe that, he thinks you have outgrown the air on your face and won't let you anywhere close to being the head of his conglomerate." Dylan stepped back, rubbing his hand slightly on Mr Turner's shoulder. "I will take care of this."The assured answer made the man raise his shoulder as he stepped up to the back of his steering wheel and revved the car. Dylan was now quiet on the only walk along the street of Melbourne, Melbourne was quite fast
Mr Bush check in with a receptionist three minutes before the appointment time and try not to let the last-minute arrival bother him.Mrs Debbie is already anxious and impatient It is overshadowed by the fact that Dylan was not there and she tries his cell again, but gets only voice mail."That bumper had swayed us." Mrs Debbie sounded mean.The secretary that came their way has a flat chest and acne scars pitting her cheeks and jowls, the sort of woman who has become mean just to survive."Please, come inside, we're sorry for keeping you out." She was too nice that she got a red cheek from Mrs Debbie.Dylan's eyes rammed through the crowd, he checked his wrist, now that everyone was busy meeting their class it seems an opportunity for him to sneak out."I thought we would meet today at the bar." Mr Turner trudged Dylan's shoulder.Dylan turns to face him with a sly look. "Let's have a drink, Mr Turner." Dylan ignored every line of words said by the man.Mr Turner turns to the side. "
Mr Dorogo picked one image with his right hand and the other with his left hand as he compared the two images in his hands. He gave Mr Turner a quick glance, then he paused his lips and nods."If we want to land the new Stone City project we would need to meet face-to-face with the new mayor." He dropped one card and picked another from the table. "When does the nomination period begin?" "The floor leaders of the leading and opposition parties are waiting for your call, sir." Mr Dorogo studies the images while one of his workers announces."Is it not my money they're waiting for?" He licked his lips.The officer couldn't look Mr Dorgo straight in the face."They won't give the project to a different company after getting your money right?" Mr Turner said, entertaining his fingers together and getting into the frame with Nr Dorogo."Do you know why you must be careful when you spend other people's money, Turner?" Mr Dorgo raised his head, stealing a quick glance at the man's profile.
Ric turned to face his mother with a look of oblivion in his eyes. "It's Dylan." He points his finger in his direction.They saw Natalie tucking her hand into his and dragging him out of the mansion onto the pouch, they stood there. His height condescending to Natalie, she gulped scrubbing her hair and pulled it off."Thank you.""For what?" Dylan knowing fully well as she thanked him wanted to be specific. He stepped closer to Natalie. "I did not sign the divorce paper, as you wanted," Dylan said."For saving me!" She evacuated the last word.Dylan chuckled and stepped closer this time they were only breathing apart."There's a tag on your shirt. Don't rush downtime."Natalie with a fluttering heart swat his hand away. "Don't think your call saved me.""Stop being dramatic, you just said I saved you." Dylan had a playful smirk on his face."Your father really cares about you. You should meet him, at least when he's least alone." Dylan edged towards the staircase.Natalie wandered aro
The stretchers were being moved along with the casualties, groans of pain echoing through the villa.Natalie held her hand to her chest. When her phone managed to turn on, she received a notification that said the meeting scheduled for eight o'clock pm had been cancelled due to a security threat."What happened back there?" Mrs Debbie asked curiously as she glanced through the screen."There is a blast and everywhere reads that it's the villa Natalie went to instead of the father," Ric said with concern."Her number is not pushing through either," Francis said chewing down on his finger, he used to do this whenever he was nervous and figured out there is a serious situation."Does that mean Natalie could be dead?" Wayne's voice cuts in, her nails tapping on the staircase rim with her face indifferent."Don't be so stupid who is talking about death here? She can't be dead!" Mrs Debbie yelled shunning Wayne.Wayne rolled her eyes. "It's just a simple meeting and nothing dire and if ever
"It is only a matter of time, you have to let her die as part of your revenge or save her." The old man said to Dylan as he tried to piece the whole situation into one big frame."Why did you say that?" To him meeting the president wasn't something to cause a fuss about, it could be deadly but not for a task that looks fruitless as this. Natalie had gone for two days now and the mansion gate had been locked."I want to know," Dylan said. The man stopped on his heels and stepped towards Dylan."Mr Dorogo will prefer it if you keep your lane as his successor.""I should know why he showed up at Tiffany's launch and created a fuss that night. If I must succeed him these are things that shouldn't be kept a secret." Dylan's piercing gaze was seen through his voice.The man stepped closer, laying his hand on Dylan's chest, the street light illuminating both men as they were close together."I've scored more than I should and my loyalty is questioned. Meet your father and ask him, he will no