Richardson averted his gaze from most of the people who stared at him with hatred. He was not going to give them the satisfaction of bringing him down with their hatred.While glancing from one person to another, he caught sight of Damien’s brother, Elijah. Richardson could tell that the man was a fashionista from his suit which spelled wealth. He didn’t hold back.By his side he found the man’s three grown up children. They all regarded him with hatred. They all wanted him dead and he knew it.“Shrimp, sir,” a waiter brought about a tray filled with shrimp settling it before him.“No, I’m okay,” he rejected with a polite smile, standing to his feet to head for the restroom. While he headed for the restroom, he found the three men following him.What did Elijah’s children want with him? Why couldn’t they leave him alone?“Hey,” one of them called cornering him on the way to the bathroom. “Hello,” he greeted. “How may I be of help?”The three men looked at him with hatred. What they
“So, did you ever look for your father?” a woman asked while she drank out of her glass. “I didn’t even know anything about him,” Richardson laughed, getting his audience to laugh in response. He was having a good time with the people before him. After the restroom incident, he had decided that making new friends was going to be better than sulking in a corner.He was going to turn his sorrows into joy. There was no need to show the people around that their words were getting to him.“Welcome back home man,” A man tapped him on the back, clinking glasses with him.“Oh thanks, stranger I just met,” he said, laughing with his crowd. If he couldn’t beat them and they couldn’t make him feel bad, then he was going to join them.From time to time, his audience would ask him questions concerning his past and he would answer genuinely. There was no use in lying. He could no longer be haunted by his past.He could tell that they were genuine. Maybe it was the drink or the fact that they
Taking the phone from his hand, Richardson dropped his number into it.“There,” he handed the phone back to Philip who was elated. “Awesome!” the man clapped, dropping the phone into his pocket.Glancing into the party, Richardson could see Jennie conversing with a few women. It made him glad as he had forgotten about her during the chaos which had ensued at the restroom.“Is that your lady?” Philip asked, pointing to Jennie.“Yeah,” he smiled. He had not seen her that way but seeing her blend with the women around her made him rethink. He could find her attractive, but he was not sure he was ready to get back into dating.“Nice. She’s beautiful. You’re a lucky man,” Philip laughed, tapping his shoulder.Richardson could only smile as he was happy his make believe girlfriend was socializing just fine.That only lasted for a minute, for he soon found out she was getting bullied by the women. “I’ll be right back,” he muttered to Philip, ready to go in for the save.******Jennie had
“First off, she’s not a whore, she’s a woman. But what do you know about that when your women have no class,” a gasp spread across the crowd when he had said that. “And secondly, they hit her first, she only returned the favor.”“What did you just say to me?” the man started to walk towards Richardson who got blocked by Tom ready to punch the man out of the hall.“No one is touching Mr Richardson today,” Tom finalized, signaling to his guards to attack if anything went wrong.The men knew what Tom was capable of and they knew who he was under. Giving a reluctant nod, they took their girls to a different section of the hall to lick their broken egos.“Are you okay, Miss Jennie?” Tom asked, looking her over. “Did they touch you?”“She’s okay,” Richardson answered for the woman, holding her close to his side. “I watched the whole thing and intervened when it started getting out of hand.”“If you say so young master,” Tom bowed, leaving with the rest of the guards as the party commenc
“Are you guys done?” Philip asked with a bottle of champagne in his hand.“You really want to get yourself drunk huh,” laughed Richardson, taking the bottle from his cousin's hand to drink.“You know it!” the man laughed. Pointing to Brian he raised a brow. “Is he with us or against us?”“I thought we were all cousins?” Brian asked, confused on what the enmity was for.“We just want to make sure no one would try to kill us in our sleep.”“Come on Philip, you know we’re all millionaires,” Brian laughed, pointing to the party. “I’ll be inside now. Thanks so much Richardson. I won’t forget what you’ve done for me.”“Anytime,” Richardson nodded before taking a huge gulp of the drink.Philip stood close to Richardson watching Brian walk away.“So he’s with us?”“Yes Philip,” Richardson replied, handing the drink over to the man. “He is with us. We only need to be careful. He might be our cousin but we all know how it could end up if we are not careful.”“You mean they could turn on you
Alice watched the two men before her argue but she had nothing to say to them both. She could only marvel at the man before her.Richardson had changed a lot. She could see that in his stride, the way he talked and the way he associated with everyone. He smelled like royalty, it was not hard to get his scent. He was different.Watching him in this new form was like a slap to her face. She had not expected that the broken man she had left in the past would turn out to be the confident man before her.The transformation shocked her. She remembered how poor he was. How he used to dress when they were together but here he was dressed like a trillionaire. He could not even afford basic things before. How had he gone from being able to feed to being this confident rich man before her.His smile, his laugh, everything was loud and attractive. He was looking better than Michael. What was going on?She knew that he had not stolen the suit just like Michael had claimed. It was clear Richa
Alice watched the two men before her argue but she had nothing to say to them both. She could only marvel at the man before her.Richardson had changed a lot. She could see that in his stride, the way he talked and the way he associated with everyone. He smelled like royalty, it was not hard to get his scent. He was different.Watching him in this new form was like a slap to her face. She had not expected that the broken man she had left in the past would turn out to be the confident man before her.The transformation shocked her. She remembered how poor he was. How he used to dress when they were together but here he was dressed like a trillionaire. He could not even afford basic things before. How had he gone from being able to feed to being this confident rich man before her.His smile, his laugh, everything was loud and attractive. He was looking better than Michael. What was going on?She knew that he had not stolen the suit just like Michael had claimed. It was clear Richardso
Alice could do nothing but lay in her seat with regret and pain filling up her heart and mind. It was clear she had lost this one. There was no way she was getting him back.She could try but there were more chances of her being rejected than accepted.The memories of the past started to haunt her. How she had visibly hurt Richardson by dating Michael. It hurt to do that to him and she felt it. She had bitten him hard.She could see the look on his face when he had found out about her affair with his best friend. It had broken him while he was in the holding cell. She had gotten him arrested and lied on top of it.She had really ruined his life, she was sure she was not getting redeemed anymore.The party went hard, drowning her thoughts as she watched couples dance on the dance floor.“Oh come on!” she heard someone yell, glancing to see Jennie dragging Richardson to the dance floor. Everyone clapped their hands to the beat of the song as the dance floor cleared for the both of t