With Rhys arrival, the banquet was officially going to begin. Lydia handed Rio over to Harrison, she agot a glass of champagne and clicked on it, drawing everyone’s attention. “Would everyone please have a seat, the banquet is about to get started.” She giggled at the end of her sentence, her laughter was always melodious, coupled with her changes appearance, she was very radiant. The crowd became organized and everyone dispersed to their various seats according to the sitting arrangements. The Fernandez family were sitted in the middle of the hall, and lights were lit on the platform.Harrison went to take the stage and Rio was passed back to Lydia, he flashed a cheeky grin at Rhys as he made demands on the food and snacks in the table, Lydia was happy to indulge him.The speech went on for a long time, Johnathan had snuck back to their table and started to pester Rhys. “Psst, guess what?”“Be quiet, what do you want this time?” Rhys fixed a smile on his face as he responded.“I saw
Rhys stood before Elema and her grandfather like some sort of god, the crisp white shirt he wore contrasted with the all-black perfectly, his black hair was styled with utmost care as a compliment to his eyes, and his eyes fascinated her because it was cold on the outside but full of warmth. He towered over her five foot six height. ‘So tall’ She openly gaped at him. His piercing eyes looked sweetly down at her, and with a smile, he revealed dimples that almost made her swoon. “Hello, I’m Rhys.” He introduced himself, the previous fervent look in his eyes was gone in a flash.Elena felt as if she was drenched in the rain, she noticed how he was able to quickly change his mood. “I know, I’m glad you don’t look like that brat.” The old man continued as if he had not noticed the moment that Rhys and Elena had shared.Rhys then took notice of the old man, his eyes were drawn to the dark spot over the man’s brows which indicated that he was poisoned. The frown he had tried to hide all ni
Whilst everyone were laughing and having various conversations, Rio was left all alone, he continued to devour every pastry that was placed before him, Lydia seems to not notice how much he was eating, Instead she was happily to indulge him, she even ordered a waiter to stay close by and provide whatever the kid wanted. Rio was left all alone in a table, no one dared to approach him since his identity was even more special. Everyone stayed away, all except one. A man suddenly approached the kid with a kind smile on his face. “Hello little boy? What is your name?”Rio pretended not to see the malicious intent hidden in the man’s eyes and played along. “My name is Rio. Who are you and why are you here?”“I am Damien, your uncle’s best friend. Can we be friends?” He stretched out his hand towards him.Rio doesn’t shake his hand, instead he shook his head. “I don’t know you, my daddy said I should not talk to strangers. Please leave.” Rio’s focus was drawn to the chicken wings that was b
After the banquet, Rhys officially returned to the main house, he and Atlas smiles at each other on the surface but each held grudge against the other. Johnathan chose to tag along which no one had anything against. “What happened between the both of you?” Johnathan followed Rhys into his room with a confused expression.Rhys ignored him, as soon as his parents had gone, he had pulled Rio by the ear into the room and shut the door. “Ouch, ouch, let go. It hurts.” Rio cried out in pain, tears flowing freely from his face.“Hey Rhys, stop that, you are hurting him.” Jonathan didn’t make a move to stop him, seeing the enraged expression on the other’s face. “What did he did to get you upset?”“What have I told you about avoiding strangers?” Rhys inquired with a frown, he still doesn’t let go of Rio’s ear but doesn’t tug at it.“They came to talk to me, I’m sure they were after my chicken.” Rio cried out. “They said they wanted to get me ice cream?”“One minute you act mature, the other
His company had once sent a copy of corporation proposal to Fernandez conglomerate and had received a response within four days, the other party had rejected them. It was obvious that their project and the condition for expulsion had not impressed the other party but Mr. Brian was not willing to give up. He was unwilling to give up on the original corporation and revenue transfer plan and now since Malia was going to be working there, he saw his lifelong dreams coming to fruition. “Malia, I heard that the young master of the Fernandez family has returned, I hope you can leave a good impression on him if you come across him.” Brian patted her head gently as he stood by her side. “You have made me very proud.” Clarissa smiled at Malia. **Over the past few days, Rhys had tried to learn everything about the conglomerate, and integrate himself to society properly. Even though the public were aware of the return of the heir of the Fernandez family, no one had a picture of him and neithe
When the news of the new heir of the Fernandez family went out, everyone was astonished. Coupled with that, a proper picture of Rhys was placed on the internet and it almost exploded with a lot of comments, he gained a lot of admirers and fan girls overnight. Unfortunately, the news didn’t go unnoticed by Malia who had been curious about the identity of the new heir…the one whom she was going to impress in order to improve her family’s status.Rafael was no longer in the picture, the scandal about her had been taken down and completely blocked but not for a small sum either. As the picture popped up in her phone screen, she dropped it out of fear. She scrambled to get it, checking it for any damages but doesn’t see any, then she took a look at the picture once again, this time zooming it in.She almost passed out when she confirmed that it was someone who she was familiar with, Rhys, her ex husband, one whom she had humiliated and then divorced. “Mother!” She called out to her mother,
Rhys had no idea what his ex-wife has planned for him, and even if he did, he wouldn’t be bothered about it. As soon as he had come out if conclusion, his parents had rounded him up, asking him questions about why he had been in his room for more than a day. His mother even went as far as crying to guilt trip him, blaming him for neglecting her, and to cheer her up, he had to spend a day with her.Neither his grandfather nor his parents inquired about what he was hiding believing that everyone had their own secret but the all showed concern and told him not to be embarrassed to ask for help when he needed it. On this day, Rhys got dressed up in fancy clothes, his next stop was the conglomerate, it was time he made his face known to the shareholders and some of the managers. His position as heir of the family wasn’t just an empty title, accompanying it was riches best imagined and lots and lots of responsibilities. Most of the future decisions he might make might affect the lives of
Even though Rhys was in his car with his eyes closed, he could sense most of the things happening around him, like how he could sense the wave of nervousness rolling off the driver, and Zain who sat far away from him, probably worried that he might anger his boss by breathing too loudly. He also sensed the cars that had been trailing after him even since he drove through the gates of the mansion. He didn’t sense any murderous intent from them, which made it seem like they weren’t going to harm him but Rhys had already guessed that this was what his mother had planned.He chuckled lightly, quite amused by his mother’s actions, he was no longer as weak as he was I’m the past, he was even stronger than a well trained bodyguard except he had no experience and he had to build up his body and train his attack and defense skills until they were enough to save him from immediate death. He was still a normal human who could also get hurt and injured, he couldn’t outrun a bullet yet.Soon, t
And so she watched, helpless and frustrated, as Rhys fought with his life.Rhys was a force to be reckoned with, his fists flying as he took on Nikolai, Christopher, and Atlas. The three men were no match for his skill and determination, and soon they were all on the ground, defeated. Rhys didn’t even notice Elena, who was tied up and helpless, tears streaming down her face. She couldn’t believe her ears as she heard Rhys’ voice, strong and confident, as he fought for his life.“Rhys?” she whispered, her voice barely audible.But Rhys didn’t hear her. He was too busy taking down his enemies, his focus solely on the task at hand.Elena’s heart ached as she watched Rhys, her love for him overflowing. She had thought she would never see him again, and yet here he was. She struggled against her bonds, trying to break free, but they were too tight. She was trapped, unable to move or escape.And so she watched, helpless and frustrated, as Rhys fought for his life. She knew that he was stron
The helplessness was suffocating, crushing her beneath its weight. Nikolai gloated, his eyes gleaming with triumph. “You see, I’ve always wanted to gain control of the Fernandez family. And now, with you in my grasp, I can finally do it.”Christopher stepped forward, his eyes cold and calculating. “Yes, Lydia, you’re a valuable pawn in our game. And soon, you’ll be nothing more than a memory.”Lydia’s eyes widened in shock as she realized that Christopher was a traitor, a betrayer of the worst kind. The revelation was like a punch to the gut, leaving her breathless and reeling. “You’re a monster,” she spat, her voice muffled by the gag.Christopher just laughed, his eyes glinting with amusement. “Oh, Lydia, you have no idea what I’m capable of. I’ve been playing a long game, and you’re just a small part of it.”Nikolai chuckled, his eyes gleaming with approval. “Yes, Christopher has been very helpful in our plans. He’s been instrumental in capturing Rhys as a child, and also in poison
The room seemed to darken, as if the shadows themselves were closing in around them, suffocating them with an unseen force. The air was thick with anticipation, heavy with the weight of unspoken words. “When did this happen?” Jonathan asked, his voice firm, but laced with a hint of desperation.Rhys’ eyes narrowed, his mind racing with possibilities. He could feel the tension building, like a storm about to break. “What’s going on?” Rhys mouthed to Jonathan, his voice barely audible over the pounding of his own heart.Jonathan held up a hand, signaling Rhys to wait, his eyes fixed on some unseen point, as if trying to will the answer into existence. The silence was oppressive, a physical force that pressed down upon them, making it hard to breathe. Rhys felt like he was drowning in a sea of uncertainty.“I’ll mobilize my men, Uncle. We’ll find them,” Jonathan said, his voice reassuring, but laced with a hint of doubt.Rhys’ eyes widened, his heart racing with fear. He knew that someth
Rhys’ eyes widened in surprise, and he leaned forward, eager to hear more. “What? That’s not possible. I’m the rightful heir.”“I know,” Jonathan said, nodding. “But Harrison seemed convinced that Atlas was the better choice. And Christopher, your uncle, has been backing him up.”Rhys’ face darkened with anger, and he clenched his fists. “I’ll deal with them,” he growled.Jonathan placed a hand on Rhys’ shoulder. “I know you will, Rhys. But you need to be careful. They’re not going to give up easily.”Rhys nodded, his expression serious. “I know. But I’m not going to let them get away with this. I’m going to fight for what’s rightfully mine.”Jonathan smiled, feeling a sense of pride and admiration for his friend. “I know you will, Rhys. And I’ll be right there beside you.”As they sat there, Jonathan couldn’t help but think about how much Rhys had been through. He had lost his family, his home, and his identity. But he was still standing, still fighting. “Rhys, I’m sorry,” Jonathan s
Rhys chuckled and shook his head. “I’m not a ghost, Jonathan. I’m alive.”But Jonathan refused to believe it. He took a step back, his eyes fixed on Rhys as if he was seeing a specter. “No, no, no,” Jonathan muttered to himself. “This can’t be real. You’re dead. I saw your dead body. Who the hell is trying to mess with me.” Jonathan hurriedly took out a gun from his jacket and pointed it at Rhys. “Who the fuck are you and why do you look like him?” His voice was cold and unfeeling Rhys stood up and took a step forward, his hands outstretched. “Jonathan, listen to me. I’m alive. I know it’s hard to believe, but I’m here. I’m flesh and blood.”Jonathan’s eyes welled up with tears as he looked at Rhys. He wanted to believe him, but his mind was struggling to accept the truth.Rhys took another step forward, his voice gentle and reassuring. “Jonathan, I know this is a lot to take in. But I’m here. I’m alive. And I’m not going anywhere.”A vast array of emotions swirled within Jonathan a
Rhys and Zephyr drifted off to sleep on the boat, the gentle rocking motion and the sound of the waves lulling them into a deep slumber. But as they slept, a warm light enveloped them, and they vanished from the ship. Rhys opened his eyes to find himself in a strange room. He was lying on a comfortable couch, and Zephyr was still asleep beside him. But as he looked around, he realized that they were no longer on the boat. They were in a study room, filled with books and strange artifacts.Rhys sat up, his mind racing with confusion. Where were they? How did they get there? He looked around the room, trying to find some answers. But there was no one there apart from him and Zephyr.“Rio, what’s going on?” Rhys asked, his voice shaking slightly.“I’m the one who teleported you here,” Rio replied, his voice calm and reassuring. “You’re safe, Rhys. You’re in a safe place.”Rhys’ eyes widened in shock. “But how did we get here? And where is here?”“You needed to get back to your family,” R
Zephyr’s face lit up with joy, her eyes shining like stars. “Thank you, Rhys! I won’t let you down, I promise!”Rhys smiled, feeling a sense of trepidation mixed with excitement. What had he just gotten himself into? Only time would tell. As they prepared to leave the island, Rhys couldn’t help but wonder what lay ahead. He pushed the thoughts aside, focusing on the task at hand.Rhys asked Rio, his mind still connected to his friend’s. “How are we going to leave the island?” he asked, his thoughts transmitted directly to Rio.“Break the barrier,” Rio replied, his voice clear and confident in Rhys’ mind. “It’s the only way off the island.”Rhys looked around, trying to locate the barrier. He saw a shimmering wall of light a few meters away, pulsing with a gentle blue energy. The barrier seemed to hum with power, its surface rippling like water.“That’s it?” Rhys asked, his doubts creeping in. “It looks so fragile.”“It’s not as easy as it looks,” Rio warned. “The barrier is powerful,
As they meditated, Zephyr could feel her connection to the island beginning to weaken since the disappearance of the Starheart. She knew that she would have to find a way leave soon, to return to the human world and create an identity for herself. But for now, she was content to sit beside Rhys, to focus on her own energy, and to help him heal. Zephyr’s thoughts turned to her own journey, to the island that she had been on for as long as she could remember. She really could not fault her parents for abandoning her but she really wished that they had found a better place for her. As she meditated, Zephyr could feel her energy growing stronger, more vibrant. She knew that she would be able to leave the island soon, to return to a new world. Zephyr’s eyes opened, and she looked at Rhys. He was still meditating, his eyes closed, his face peaceful. She smiled, feeling a sense of connection to him, of friendship even though throughout the time that they spent together, he was unconscious.
Rhys had his mind set on breaking the barrier and leaving the island behind. He thought of his family , how worried they were after the had found out about his disappearance. He lets out a huge sigh and rubbed his forehead. “How long was I unconscious?” He inquired from Zephyr “A year and two days.” Zephyr sat down next to him as she responded.What? The response came as a shock to him, he found it hard to believe that he had been unconscious and away from his family for more than a year. This fueled his resolve to break the barrier and return home. Zephyr’s voice broke the silence, her words soft and gentle. “Don’t worry, human. I’ll help you. We’ll figure out a way to break the barrier together.”Rhys’ gaze snapped back to Zephyr, his eyes searching hers. He saw a determination there, a sense of purpose that mirrored his own. “Thank you,” Rhys said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.Zephyr smiled, her eyes crinkling at the corners. “We’ll do it, Rhys. I promise.”“Rhys.”“Wh