It was impossible! Clara was Morris' daughter but Derek couldn't stop thinking about it."Boss! She's lying! Don't believe her!" Thomas said quickly.Derek watched her for a moment. It was at that moment that he remembered who she looked like. She had a resemblance that matches his mother.The way her face contoured when she looked surprised and the way her face shifted when she smiled.Yet, it wasn't possible."Leave us," Derek said suddenly.Thomas looked at Derek as if he didn't hear correctly."I will like a few minutes with her, alone," he ordered.Thomas nodded once, bowed slightly, and walked out.Derek waited for Thomas to successfully step out of the room before he pulled a chair closer to Maribel."I can see a familiar look on your face, Clara. You seem to have a lot of questions."Maribel regarded him for a moment. "I would rather ask my father, actually, because I can't possibly believe my enemy.""And what makes me your enemy? Because your father chose me to be one?""You
Derek felt Clara shuddered under him before he pulled back.He looked at her. "Cooperate with me and you will go unharmed," he muttered and finally walked out.Thomas moved closer to him. "Boss, is everything alright?"Derek hesitated, still bothered. He glanced back as if he could still look at her. He didn't want to talk because it would definitely sound absurd.How could he explain that he and Morris' daughter had the same Mole?Perhaps, it was normal."She's going to write a letter to Morris now," he started, ignoring his question. "She's going to inform him that she has been held hostage by me and I'm not going to release her if he doesn't release my sister," he explained. "But will that really work? What if Morris sends his men to get her out? He would definitely know where you stay and he has a lot of men working for him."Derek thought about it briefly. No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't think of any better option."I need to challenge Morris to make him give
Amelia was still fuming with rage. She couldn't believe what happened the night before. She couldn't forget the disgrace she shared.The door opened suddenly and Ann walked inside."Amelia," she called softly.Amelia ignored her and continued with what she was doing.Ann released a sigh. "You have to tell me what really happened last night. You have been usually quiet," she whined.Amelia sighed and regarded her mother for a moment. Mr Miller was right actually. How could she leave a man like Derek and want Mr Miller? If it wasn't because of money, what was there?"Amelia," Ann called softly. "Did something really happen? Were you able to see what Mr. Miller looked like?"Amelia hesitated and looked up at her mother. "Mom, I'm not interested. Just let me be. If you won't do that for me in this office, I will leave," she warned and resumed what she was doing.Ann released a sigh and eventually walked out of the office.A soft knock sounded on the door almost immediately.Amelia groaned
"What!" Daniel couldn't believe his ears. He turned to look at the secretary. "You won't dare do that!" He yelled. He was angry and fuming with rage.Cara bowed slightly, in response to what Derek had said."You wouldn't dare! Do you know the position I hold at Aircastle? Do you know why I'm here? You don't dare tamper with my salary!" He rattled off.Derek ignored his remark and looked at Cara instead. "You are dismissed," he ordered. "And get some security guards over here to walk this nuisance out of my office."Cara bowed slightly and walked out of the office."No! I won't accept this!" Daniel yelled. "I'm going to write a petition! This won't be! I assure you! It won't!" He expressed and walked out of the office too.Derek smiled, satisfied. It felt good to give Daniel a taste of his own medicine."Boss, are you yet to decide what to do?" Thomas asked suddenly.Derek released a sigh and massaged his temple slightly. "I'm waiting on Sophia before I can decide."Thomas raised a con
Derek looked at Cynthia. "I'm sorry but I have to pick up this call. Goodnight and do take care of yourself," he muttered and moved away.He pulled out the phone and released a sigh because it was Thomas."Hello, Thomas.""Hello boss, we discovered something. One of Frederick's men is taking this guy around, to identify you. Obviously, Frederick is trying to unreveal who you really are," he explained.Derek nodded once, a smile on his face. "He has to die," he muttered. "You and Thomas should find a way to get rid of him.""Alright boss," Thomas responded. He hesitated briefly. "I don't actually feel good leaving you alone like this.""I'm fine, I have guards at home. So, I will be fine," he assured.Thomas released a sigh. "I'm talking about now and before you get home. You should assign two men to yourself for a case like this."Derek smiled. "I will be fine, Thomas. Do what I asked you to and get back to me. I will be waiting for you," he affirmed."Yes, boss."The line went off an
Shock kept him speechless and motionless for what seemed like an eternity. He even forgot to breathe. "Derek," Sophia called softly when she noticed the change in him. She actually expected him to release a sigh of relief at the fact Clara wasn't his sister. Well, she didn't expect the current change in his expression. "Is something wrong with the result?" Sophia inquired softly but Derek was still too shocked to say anything. Sophia regarded him for a moment before she took the paper from him. She stared long at the review. "What!" She exclaimed, totally shocked. "This is unbelievable!" She muttered as she read through. "Just how? How?" Derek shook his head briefly. "It's not possible right? Clara can't possibly be my sister. Morris's daughter can't possibly be my long-lost sister!" He protested. "But_," Sophia hesitated. "Wait a minute, since it's true that Clara is your sister. I can't believe Morris sent a sister to kill her brother?" She hissed. "So wicked!" Derek had dif
"I don't need to! I know my father's true colour!" She argued.Derek released a sigh. "Don't miss this opportunity, Clara. Well, it's not going to affect you in any way. If he truly is your father, you will get to see what he looks like. And if he's not_," he smiled softly, "Then you will know how grateful you will be."Maribel huffed. "I don't need your help!" Derek took a step backward. "Your choice but I will still do this as a parting gift. I don't have anything against you anyway. Your father is the one that offended me and so, he would be the one to pay for it."Maribel regarded him for a moment. "I don't need your help, Derek. Fight for yourself. You need to find a way to escape Morris' wrath. You must think that would be very easy for you to do," she spat out. "You will die like your father did if you aren't careful."Derek shrugged. "Briefly. Five days, Clara. Five days. Think about it. I will be here tomorrow morning for your decision," he finished and turned around to leav
"What are you doing, Clara?" Nick questioned as he walked after her. They both entered the small living room. Catherine released a sigh and stepped back. "Clara!" Nick called again, in a deep voice that pulled Maribel into a sudden stop. She dragged her breath and turned to look at Nick. "What are you doing, Clara," Nick questioned, with a voice laced with emotions. Maribel understood what he was trying to say. She had thought about it several times and could only arrive at a conclusion. "What does it look like I'm doing?" "That you could trust Derek of all people. He's Morris' enemy. And whoever is your father's enemy? He's no doubt your enemy as well." "I understand that clearly," she murmured. "I do, Nick or do you think I'm that foolish?" Nick held her closely by her shoulders. "I'm not saying you are foolish, i'm just trying to say you should avoid trouble." "I will, Nick but I really need to do this," she released a sigh. "This is the only way to find answers. Rememb