Daystar Industries was bigger than Karen had expected it to be. Maybe it was because she had never been here before. The side of the building was bigger than that of her dad’s company. It made her wonder where Rylan would have gotten his wealth from. She needed to know. It was incredible that this building was here long before then. It seemed to have been standing before Rylan had become its new owner. And she knew how and why. All her questions were finally going to be answered. She needed all the information she had on Rylan right here. As she stepped out of the Cadillac, she walked briskly into the building heading towards the entrance. As she stepped into the elevator, she could feel her stomach flutter in excitement. Her mind was on Rylan. She couldn’t wait to see him. After so many months of trying to avoid him for her to carry out her plans, it was time she confronted him. The elevator played a strange soothing melody as she went up. It was relaxing, and that was a feeling Ka
Rylan gazed down on the streets of Los Angeles from the glass wall of his office. He had hands behind him as he was lost in his thoughts. His kind was racing. The truth haunted him. It couldn’t be possible. Could it? It was Karen who had brought this to him, so he had every reason to be doubtful about it. The first time she had done this to him, he had been forced into a divorce. Now she was back again looking for another way to make him uncomfortable. Rylan turned around and stared at the file which was still on the desk. There was something about it that made him feel queasy. Rylan could remember asking Arlene about their father when he was little. She had always told him that his father had run away from them. His grandfather on the other hand never spoke about it. He was always silent when it came to the ‘father talk’. His grandfather had always acted like a father to him. But that hadn’t been enough for Rylan. Eventually, he had gotten over it, but now he was back thinking about
BROOKLYN, NEW YORK. THIRTY-ONE YEARS AGO. The night skies were lit up by the flash of lightning sporadically. The heavy rain didn’t help matters either. Outside the Daystar estate, a cab pulled over at the gate. A woman dressed in a black raincoat stepped out of the vehicle and paid the cab fare. She waited until the cab drove off before walking to the gate. There was a lock at the gate and the woman inserted the pin which prompted the gate to open. She stepped into the estate and was met by nothing but the big mansion which was lit up in the darkness. In her hands was a crying baby wrapped up in cotton clothing. As she looked into the baby’s eyes, she could feel guilt pouring down on her like the rain. It was hard for her to do this, but she didn’t have a choice. It was a sacrifice she had to make. He deserves a better life, she said to herself. And with that, she walked towards the mansion. ***Arlene sat with her father by the fireplace as one of their maids served the tea.
The most painful choice a woman could make is to give up her child to make them have a better life. Arlene didn’t understand this, but she doubted that Rylan would comprehend what it meant. The pain in Lauren’s eyes that night when she dropped off Rylan at her house still stuck with her throughout those thirty-two years she had raised Rylan. She had given Rylan everything he needed; Food, clothes, the best education, shelter, and even her father’s wealth. There was nothing more she could give him. When she returned to the living room with little Rylan crying, Donald was shocked. The first question he asked her was where the baby had come from. After explaining everything, Donald understood Lauren’s decision but still blamed her for being too naive. He wasn’t happy that Arlene was going to raise a child that wasn’t his, but he couldn’t help but feel empathy towards Rylan. They had both raised Rylan like their own. Arlene had sacrificed the job offer she got in Los Angeles to be with R
“Thank you for coming, Miss Pierce,” Detective Jain welcomed Lana as they arrived at her desk. It was evening now and nobody seemed to be around. Lana sat down comfortably. She didn’t have a choice but to come here. It was a petition to clear Rylan’s name from their suspect list. She knew about them going after Rylan in her case. A case that was supposed to die off now she was back in good health. “It’s my pleasure, Detective.”Jain nodded and placed her hands on the wooden table. She was doing this behind Stanley’s back. There was no way he was going to approve of this if he found out that she was questioning Lana about the case. And particularly about Rylan Daystar. Lana was starting to believe that she was obsessed with Rylan. She wanted him in prison and would do everything in her power to turn that into a reality. There was something about him she didn’t like. Maybe that was why she was prompted to do this. Recently finding out that Rylan was indeed involved in the case of the
Rylan stared at his phone ringing beside him as he lay on his bed. He knew it was Dayton calling to report on Lana’s movement. Presently, nothing moved him. He was numb and lost. Rylan never knew he would feel this way ever again. The last time this had happened to him was when he got kicked out of his marital home. For the first few days, he was lost and couldn’t leave his bed. Tristan had tried to lift his spirit but nothing worked. All the liquor they drank on those nights at the bar didn’t make him feel better, so why did he think that drowning himself in whiskey was the solution?Rylan was unsure of his answer. Arlene had come home, but he didn’t acknowledge her presence. The worst was when he took her she wasn’t his mother. Rylan could feel the cold hands of guilt grip him. He felt bad for saying those words. Though Arlene wasn’t his real mother, she was everything a mother could be. She had offered to take him in. Rylan wondered where he would have ended up if he hadn’t met Ar
Karen McCullough slammed a brown envelope in front of her father who was seated behind his desk. They were in his study room now and it was around 10 pm. Karen had struggled to keep it away from Frederick for the time being, but it was time she let him know of her intentions. It had been three days since she had confronted Rylan with the evidence of his parenthood. Hearing that he hadn’t been anywhere since then assured her that her plan worked. Rylan was in distress which meant it was time for them to act. “What is this?” Frederick asked, gazing at the brown envelope before him. “Why don’t you see you for yourself?” She asked, folding her arms. Frederick was getting tired of all the suspense. His family had put him under duress and he was exhausted from fighting a losing battle. It was increasingly unlikely that he was going to get back his company from the hands of Rylan. Rylan had won the first two battles. He was doubtful there would be a third. They were slowly running out of
“Where is my mother?” Rylan asked Williams as he came down the stairs. Willaims was standing by the doorframe of the kitchen with his hands behind him. He was surprised to see that Rylan was back to talking. Those few days in which he had been quiet and inactive seemed like a glitch in his life. The Rylan he knew was almost hyperactive even late at night. Williams was happy that Arlene had been able to talk things out with him. Rylan was back to being Rylan Daystar. “She left a few minutes ago to visit a friend,” he replied. Rylan cranked his eyebrow at Williams as he arrived at the bottom of the stairs. “Friends? I didn’t know Mom had any here,” he confessed. Willaims chuckled at the sound of that. “Business friends,” he elaborated. Rylan nodded in understanding now. He was back in his black suit and his hair was combed neatly. His skin was glowing once again which made him look dazzling. Williams smiled as he looked at Rylan. “I see you guys talked things out,” Williams said