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
Nick pulled up and looked at Maribel. "Are you alright?"Maribel nodded once, with a smile. "I'm fine. Let's do this."Nick nodded once, got out of the car, rounded it, and opened the door for Maribel.They stepped inside the house.Maribel hesitated as she regarded the man in the living room for a moment. She smiled softly. "Good day, Max."Max turned around to look at Maribel. There was a flicker of emotion on his face. It looked as though he was surprised but the feeling vanished the moment it appeared."Clara," he called softly.Max smiled instead. "What are you doing here, Clara?"Maribel smiled softly. "I don't think that should be the next question. Or am I not allowed into my father's house anytime you want?""Of course, you are. Just that your father isn't around at this moment."Maribel nodded once. "Then, I will wait for him," she looked at Nick. "You can make yourself at home. Let's wait for my father to return."Nick bowed slightly."I don't think you should be here actua
Maribel got up just as the maid walked out. She walked out of the room.It was getting late into the night. So, everywhere was quiet. However, there was no information from Max about her father.It was as if Morris didn't want to see her, as always.She tiptoed into the living room and made a cross towards the other wing, the place where the maid said Morris's room was.Soft footsteps were coming towards her. She pulled back, just as one of the security guards walked past her.She waited for a few minutes before she walked out from where she was. There was a big door ahead of her.She hesitated. What if there was a lock in the room? How was she supposed to enter?She moved closer and opened the door.She released a relieved sigh at the fact that there wasn't any lock. She entered with ease."Yes, she's here," a deep, yet familiar voice said suddenly. "I've been trying your number for a while now but it wasn't available."The door creaked open and Maribel hurried into one corner so fas