The formidable Aiden Romanov

Chapter nine

Hours passed and Zia no longer had a fever by the time it was afternoon. She was sleeping peacefully so Aiden was finally relieved, he began to wonder about the woman’s identity and how she was aware of Zia’s illness.

After making a lot of guesses, none of them seemed correct so he pushed the matter to the back of his mind. Opening his phone and checking his bank balance, there was just a measly three figure sum left which was only enough to get him and his daughter through one more day. “What do I do?” He placed his hands over his face in contemplation.

There was a lot of things he hadn’t put into consideration. He couldn’t get a job without having someone look after Zia and even if he got one, Aiden wasn’t comfortable leaving Zia in the care of others. He had learnt the hard easy from the past and wasn’t willing to repeat the same mistake. He had to find a means to work from home.

Like a light bulb brightened in his mind, Aiden grabbed his phone to check the stock market and started buying stocks which according to his calculations might bring him great profits in the future. Aiden had limited cash and had to spend wisely, whatever he did could end up causing him to have a lot of money or none at all. 

An hour passed, Aiden was curious, he decided to check the stock he had bought, it was of a new and upcoming tech firm which seemed interesting to him. His eyes almost bulged out of their sockets, he did not realize that stock could jump so high, so quickly.

The one dollar per stock that he had used to buy all his shares was now a hundred dollars each!

 "In that case, if I sell all five hundred shares, I would earn fifty thousand dollars." He muttered underneath his breath, he was still contemplating on how much shares she should sell when he head a knock on the door.

Thinking it was the woman who had stopped by earlier, Aiden hurriedly goes to open the door, but what greeted him was not a beautiful woman but more than a dozen men in black Armani suits with stern expression on their faces as they lined outside his entrance. “Uhhh, can I help you?”

No response came from the men, suddenly there was a loud cry from a man, the men stepped aside to reveal an old man with a smile on his wrinkly face. “My grandchild!” The old man rushed into the house without an invite, pulling Aiden into his arms.

Confused, Aiden gently pulled backwards. “I’m sorry but I think you might have the wrong person.”

“Why would I mistaken someone else as my grandchild?” Then the old man turned to the men lined up outside. “Hurry up and greet the young master!” He ordered.

“Young Master.” With a uniform bow, the men lined outside said in unison.

Aiden raised an eyebrow, he looked around but the men were not referring to anyone else but him, he pointed at himself. “Are you referring to me?” 

The old man nodded with a huge grin on his face, his eyes were glossy with tears. “Yes, you are my grandchild. You really look like your father but you have your mother’s eyes.” The old man hugged Aiden once again. 

Aiden pulled away once again, taking a good look at the stranger, the man was well dressed in an expensive Armani suit, his hair well gelled and styled, his wristwatch screamed a eight figure sum. At first glance, you could tell that the old man was rich. “My name is Aiden, do you know my parents?” 

No matter how many times he searched his memory, Aiden knew he had never met the old man. “Are you daft! I said you are my grandchild so of course I knew your parents!” The old man huffed before heading to one of the seats in the living room. 

The old man frowned at he looked around the room. “Would you guys like to come in?” Aiden asked the men lined outside. Half of the men entered the apartment, making the place look crowded all of a sudden. ‘Who goes out with a lot of bodyguards?’

The frown on the old man’s face becomes more prominent, the more he thought about Rhys living condition, the angrier he became. “How did you live in this shabby apartment?”

“Sorry sir, I don’t understand what you mean.” Aiden subtly looked around, trying to guess what was wrong. 

“Sir? You shouldn’t call me sir,” The old man scowled. “You should address me as grandfather. ”

“I’m sorry, but I think you have the wrong person.” Aiden simply assumed that the man was crazy.

“Where are your parents?”

“I don’t remember anything about them.”

“That’s because they are no longer here with us, Bless their souls.”

“I still think-”

“Say that one more time and I would give you a whooping,” The man took of his jacket, rolled the sleeves of his shirt to prove his point. “Show him!” He indicated to one of the bodyguards. 

As ordered, the bodyguard gave Aiden a document, as he opened it, it contained a little boy’s picture, then another taken with his parents, they looked like a happy family of three, tears rolled down Aiden’s cheek, the pictures felt very familiar and he had an impression of them  . As he goes through the content to the document, he couldn’t help but start to believe the old man. The document contained every detail about him till he turned eighteen but nothing about his parents. 

“Why didn’t you search for me then?” He inquired.

“You rascal! You couldn’t stay in a place! By the time I came looking for you, you had already left. It was harder to keep track of you, that lousy detective only found out about this apartment a few days ago.”