"I overheard the argument," came her mother's voice from behind the couch. Ellen quickly wiped off her tears and said, "It's nothing to worry about, why do you care so much anyway?" "Hmm," her mother sighed heavily before taking her seat on the same couch that her daughter lay on, "What is it this time?" She asked, but Ellen did not respond, she just kept her eyes fixed on the blank television screen as if no one was speaking to her. "You know, I've been thinking about this for a while, Oscar is going to do everything he possibly can to make sure we suffer worse than... than we put him through." she stuttered. "We?" Ellen asked her, "We did not do anything mom, it was all you, don't impose anything on me, you and Father are the cause of all of this." "I'm not blaming you, Ellen," she cut her off "I'm only saying that he will do anything possible to have his revenge in double fold." "What makes you think that I don't already know that he would do that?" Ellen asked
"Are you okay lady?" one of the cops approached Ellen and helped her up to her feet. "Thank you," she uttered but was too stunned to even speak about her car that had just been taken right before her eyes. "Don't worry mam, we will get the car back to you in no time alright? we are on it," the cop tried to assure her, and at the same time another man, tall and muscular approached them from behind and asked. "Is the lady okay?" That voice sounded too familiar and Ellen quickly turned around to see who it was. Sure she had no idea who the man was, but she had seen him because he seemed to be with Oscar wherever he went. And Tom on the other hand recognised the lady in front of him, quite a coincidence that she was the one whose car was stolen. "It's you," he said to her, the fact that she was Oscar's ex-wife whom he now despised, doesn't mean he should be apathetic all at once, besides it was for Oscar to deal with not him. "Hi," Ellen mumbled, staring at him like she had
Later the same day, Oscar was visited by Stephen, the same spy who he had sent to investigate the mysteries concerning his father's disappearance. At first, Oscar only assumed that Stephen had come to see him after his return from travel, because he believed that one week was not enough to carry out the assignment, but turns out that he was wrong. "I'm sorry about your health sir, I believe that the trip must have taken a toll on your health," Stephen said, occupying the seat next to Oscar in the living room. "Thank you, Stephen," Oscar acknowledged, but he wasn't going to mention anything related to the incident at the hall. "I will just go straight to the point sir, so that you can get back to rest... "No, take your time," Oscar interjected, "I've been resting all day, so I'm all ears." "Okay, sir." Stephen nodded and cleared his throat. "I'll start with the day you gave me this assignment because I began my research that night." "I came across a bunch of articles as to ho
"I'm sorry, what do you mean?" Oscar asked in shock. "Well, he didn't give us any other information on that matter, and to be honest, there is nothing we haven't done to force him to speak up but he truly doesn't know where Aston Slytherin is hiding. The only thing he told us was that Aston did not want anyone else to investigate his disappearance, which was why after he disappeared, their unit offered to investigate without being called by the Slytherins. " "All the other detectives lost their lives and they did all of this to scare others so they would not take the job in case they were called, and they made up some pretty believable story just like the one that detectives had told you, just to make it seem like they were working towards finding the truth. He wasn't sure whether or not Aston himself funded this ordeal, but he most likely did, so the question now is, why would he? And where is he?" Stephen ended his narration with a long sigh and waited to hear what Oscar would s
6:43 pm The same day Oscar had gone alone with Leo and Tom to the hospital to see his mother, although he was ill, Oscar wanted to be there when she woke up. For some reason, he wanted to be the first person that she saw as soon as her eyes opened. When he got to the hospital, the doctor could barely express how excited he was to see Oscar alive, having survived that traumatic event in the Netherlands, he could not hold back his joy. When he took them to the ward, only Oscar was allowed inside, seeing his mother's face once again brought joy to his heart. Although she might not even be his biological mother, having to look at her and say that she was his mother was a big deal to Oscar because, for the past twenty-six years of his life, he had never experienced it. He drew near her and ran his finger down her cheek, seeing her breathing was such a good thing for him, because the poor lady could have lost her life if not for the intervention of that doctor, and this reminded him
Two days later, Amy was back in the Slytherin mansion, although not fully recovered she was well enough to stay home now. She was stunned to realize that Oscar had moved to the second mansion, leaving her with more questions than the ones she already had to ask. Oscar was willing to tell her everything and he did, answering every question she had without leaving any details behind, but as he had promised himself, he kept the truth about the conference to himself, this was something he would tell her later, not at the moment. To end their story time, Oscar told her that Ellen was coming to stay in the mansion, and there was not a single tale that took Amy by surprise as this one. Without context, he already believed that Oscar had made up with his ex-wife while she was asleep and now they were getting back together. "Why?" She asked, and sat to rest her head on the bed frame, she hoped that her assumptions were not true, and if they were, she couldn't wait to rebuke Oscar for ma
Oscar got off the laptop and headed downstairs along with Tom, as he approached the end of the stairs, he caught a glimpse of his ex-wife seated in the living room with a box next to her. His eyes were fixed on the television screen displaying one of the few series that drew her attention, but she wasn't oblivious to the fact that someone else had come into the living room. Despite his silent steps, Ellen turned around as she noticed his presence, and she wasn't too surprised to see Oscar here, after all he was always here whenever she came. They both stared at each other for a while without saying a word, and at this time, Tom had left the living room to give them some privacy to have whatever discussion they wanted. "Good day," Ellen finally broke the silence as she stood up without taking her eyes off the man that she once was and still is attracted to. With a long sigh, Oscar replied, "Good evening, Ellen." There was no smile on his face, nor was his expression calm
"He hired you as a maid in his home?" "I'm not going to lie to you, Cherry, i wishhe did. If he had hired me, then I'd get paid, but I'm going to be working my life out here for zero dollars." Ellen stood outside the mansion as she made a call to her best friend and vent her frustration. "So you agreed?" Asked cherry. "What other choices do I have?" Ellen asked, "If I don't do this, Oscar will make sure that my family will suffer, he will stop at nothing and even make sure our clothes are taken away from us, I have no choice, I deserve it after all." "Hey!" The voice of a young lady called out to her from behind, "You are not supposed to be out here making calls. Please come to the kitchen immediately. We need your help." Ellen frowned but changed her expression when she turned to face the lady, "I'll be with you shortly," she said and quickly said goodbye to Cherry before following the young lady back into the mansion. She has realised that this is going to be he