It had been a week since Louis got discharged from the hospital, most of his foes had wished him dead on the hospital bed but it seems their cries weren't granted as so had to watch him with perching eyes.
The day Louis had been waiting for had finally arrived, it was like a dream coming and his return home wasn't to celebrate his father but to take the crown.
Louis had left the country for some buisness proposals and was returning home for celebrate his father's 75th birthday.
The evil mask his face wore could tell that his reign might be vicious and devious. If only his father was aware of that, perhaps, he would have reconsidered when it comes to property transfers.
This day was glorious because it was going to be a day that the president declares who would take over his company.
However, the guest were unaware of it as they had come to celebrate with the president of visita whose birthday was this day.
Neither were his family aware that he would proclaim who would succeed him. However, Mrs Anna had prepared a special gift for Louis.
The president send kind gestures to his well wishers and introduced them to his family, howbeit, the man who was to grace his occasion haven't arrived.
All celebrations were still ongoing but the iceberg was delaying because Louis haven't arrived.
Mr Dave kept glancing at his watch, his son who was his pride should have arrived long ago, he wondered what was restraining him from coming.
He avoided guests who intended to speak or chat with him as all his concerned was over Louis. His love for this young man was noticable as he could do anything for him.
Oddly enough, Louis doesn't feel the same way for his father as he had only win over Mr Dave's heart just to be given the heir.
His wife sighted him on the balcony, picked two glasses of whiskey and strides towards him to keep him company over there but before she left to met Mr dave, she made a cunning gesture to her son who nodded twice and crept out of the party.
She pat him on the back seductively and smiled while handing him over a glass to drink. He didn't return her kind gesture but received the wine and gulped it at once.
Mrs Anna ducked her head and swirl the glass in her hand slowly.
"Heard any news from Louis?" She began travelling her eyes down the balcony as she could see guest gathered and celebrating despite knowing that the celebrant wasn't in their midst.
"He got delayed but assured to be here" he responded and Mrs Anna mused while sipping her wine.
"Honey, I just want to wish you well and good news from today hence forth" she beckoned tossing to him and he smiled briefly.
Though, his eyes weren't on her but on his gates and every place that led inside his mansion for his son.
"I wondered when you began to value that boy than I, he must be truly special" Mrs Anna muttered in a cold tone and Mr Dave shoved his face at her.
"At least, he was the reason my company got to its peak"
Money, she thought, that was the only thing that makes this man smile and Louis was pumping him with that, legally or illegally.
"What if you figure out that he still falls back on drugs, what then?'
"He wouldn't do anything to tarnish our image and even if he was a drug addict, I don't care Anna, all that matters is that he keeps the legacy alive" he responded and she was shocked by that.
Mrs Anna didn't expect he would respond in defense, he so much believed in his son Louis that he could go through the knife for him.
"What about me? You disrespect me in front of him like though I'm some mistress and you pave way for him to look down on me..."
"Anna! Don't ruin this day!" He ordered cutting her short and she scoffed while glaring at him.
"Why did you marry me in the first place if I was going to be discarded..."
"You know know very well why I got married to you! Don't bring up the past" He retorts and she gulp with pains. Her throat was becoming itchy because of the tears she was holding back.
He had anger in his eyes and was controlling himself not to result to violence with this wife of his who was bringing up the state of their relationship.
"And our son? Your blood still runs in his vains, yet you never regard him as a son... even when we're legally bounded..." She paused and sniffed while saying her final lines before leaving.
"Just know that any action that takes place, it was all your fault"
Mr Dave held the rail of the balcony tightly and smirked at her, his eyes watched her as she cartwalked away to attend to the guests.
A grunt left him as he continues in his search for his son Louis who was yet to come.
While he was still at the balcony, his wife stepped out of the house to meet with her son who seems to be on a phone call.
His face was tensed as she couldn't read what his lips muttered neither could she draw near because her friends were discussing with her.
"Excuse me for a moment" she said and left them behind while making way to her son.
"Rodger" she whispered with an anxious face and he shook his head in a negative manner. It seems she understood what he meant and she folded her knuckles.
"He should have been here by now" his mother muffled, held her son's wrist and glanced at the time.
"Who cares if he shows up or not? Besides his presence would only make the situation worst, I got everything under control mother" he assured and his mother rubbed her palms together.
She suspected her son was up to something other than the plans which they had initiated and she was thrilled to know what happens to the fate of Louis, the beloveth son of Mr Dave Thompson.
FEW HOURS AGO.He had himself ready from the suite where he lodges. Every where he goes, there were always servants having him prepared.The smiles wouldn't wear off his eyes easily as he behold the greatest day of his life. It was definitely going to be the end of his step family as he intends to uproot them once he was declared the heir.Then he would have access to the file which he had his eyes on, the file which could tear the company down.This young man had spoken to his father and had promised to be on time for his birthday celebration.He always carried his diary along with him and the diary was more like a letter to his deceased mother who passed away when he was 8 years old.This day, he wrote to her that his name going to be heard over the news and he was still unsure if it would be for good or evil.The last statement he wrote under was;"They are after me and I'm not safe, every answer needed is in this diary"It felt like she read every word he wrote to her and missed h
The rowdy place was becoming quiet as guests began to depart bit by bit. It was really late now and those who couldn't wait for the man who would grace the occasion left.They said their farewells to the celebrant and gave their reasons why they could no longer stay and he understood.Soon, the place was becoming empty and only the family of three were left behind. It was as though the caller was aware that the household had no guest before calling Mr Dave.For Mrs Anna, she had her eyes on Damian and in turn, Damian had his eyes on his mother. These two were trying to read each other's thought while waiting for what the father of the house was going to proclaim to their hearing.He was glued to where he stood shivering, and suddenly feeling his heartache. The phone in his hand glide off. Unable to speak or move, he slumbered before their eyes.Both mother and son widened their eyes at each other and hurried to aid this unconscious man. They both had fears in their eyes hoping he does
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