With the anger coursing through his veins, Ivan began heading for the door."Mr Wayne? Is everything alright?" Officer Wade questioned. "Mr Wayne? Young master Wayne!" Alfred called out.Ivan was defended by the anger he was feeling, he let his emotions get the best of him. He stepped out of the officer's office and took a few steps away from the entire police station building. Taking out his phone from his pocket, he dialed out Mr Andrews' number and waited impatiently as it rang in his ears.***Mr Andrews heaved a relaxed sigh as he sunk himself inside a swimming pool. Picking up the glass of cocktail next to him, he took a sip from it and heaved yet another sigh.The sound of high heels as it approached Mr Andrews caught his attention and a sexy looking lady in a bikini stopped right next to him. "Mr Andrews, you have a call." She stretched out her hand to give him his phone."Answer it." He said to her.She picked the call and placed the phone close to Mr Andrews face after put
Booking a flight for their next trip wasn't much of a hassle for Alfred. As he returned home, he carefully packed his things into his bag but he found it hard to concentrate, things haven't been the same since the whole issue with Mabel's death and Ivan's kidnapping and he didn't know if he was ready to open up to him just yet. He hadn't told him what really happened at Mr Andrews place yet and curiosity was eating Alfred up from the inside but from all his years of working with the Wayne family, he had learnt to have patience and not intrude until he was called upon.A sigh escaped his mouth. "I hope he is doing okay..." The door to his room door pushed open and Ivan walked in. "Hey! Our flight leaves when?" "Young master, our flight leaves in the next two hours." Alfred responded, his face lit up, there was a smile in his eyes. He was very happy to see Ivan."Do you think two hours is enough time for us to have a very long and complicated conversation?" Ivan asked, he was still s
The rest of the month moved so quickly, almost in the ratio of a day. The trips around the other countries were more or relaxing vacations for Ivan and Alfred, sure there were times they had to deal with little issues from Mr Andrews and even some other uncharted happenings but the most important thing was, the good times surpassed the bad and they had a lot of chill time.Ivan was beyond excited, he was finally returning to England, to his family, another school year would be starting soon and he was officially in his junior year already. Since the day he called to ask for China's number, he hadn't spoken to Mia with the hope that she should at least reach out to him first but she never did. That was what made him make up his mind to try his possible best to forget her, her silence had made it more than clear to him what she really wanted and he was more than ready to adhere to her wish. Since she so desperately wanted to remain as his house helper, who was he to force her to becom
The atmosphere suddenly changed, cool air flowed in from the window against Ivan's skin and caused it to tingle, sending every strand of hair on his body to remain standing. Mia stared at him with a look of amusement, she had not expected him to be at the Wayne residence at that very moment, she knew he was resuming school the next day so she expected him to be at home, preparing for resumption but then again, the Wayne was his house.She immediately bent her head to avert his gaze. "Good morning, young master Wayne." She greeted so professionally.Ivan let out a sigh, even though he knew she was adamant on her decision but he still felt disappointed that she treated him with so much formality. "Good morning Mia, I hope to see you when I get back but I got word that you were still in Russia with your mom.""Yes sir, I am sorry it took so long for me to return, she needed my assistance with some things and she believed you wouldn't get angry if I stayed a little longer with her and I
There were times that one's emotions felt bruised, and the same way as with a physical bruise, they took time to come up and really show themselves. Yet in that time Ivan had a chance to mitigate them, reduce them, render them more manageable. So... as hard as it was for him, he dragged himself out the door for some endorphin raising exercise. He heard from Alfred that it was a form of self medication, but there were worse ones to choose. It was a healthy coping strategy, Alfred told him.His parents were wondering what had got into him to make him start exercising so early in the morning before school, it had never happened before. When he was younger, probably ten years old. He got back from school, sad and angry. He had been a victim of bullying since he was little. He was so sad that day that he didn't eat. His mother walked up to him and sat next to him on the ground, he had been crying since he got back. Several times, she and her husband would report to the school headmaster
For a split second, Ivan froze, he hadn't remembered his deal with Mr Andrews or that he was even supposed to keep in touch. There was so much going on in his life that he began to worry if he could ever scape through alive."Hello?" Mr Andrews said, snapping Ivan out of his thoughts. "Are you there boy?" He asked him. "Uh yes! Good morning sir! I was going to give you a call when I arrived at school plus I felt you would still be asleep if I called you at an early time like this and you might not appreciate it if I disturb you and I also thought--""Can you be quiet for about one second?" Mr Andrews interrupted him."Right! Yes sir." Ivan responded as he chuckled awkwardly.His parents were a little confused by his reactions but they did not bother to say anything to interrupt his call. As Ivan kept hailing Mr Andrews by calling him sir, it made them to make up their minds that he was having a conversation with his boss."I want you to come and see me today." Mr Andrews said."Sir?
"Hey dirt face!" Ivan turned around and noticed Charlie approaching him. He sighed, he was back to his useless portion of suffering in school, if only he was in his senior and final year already. Charlie got to his front and took out his hand from his pocket and scattered Ivan's hair. "I thought you would die from your illness but here you are." Ivan gritted his teeth angrily, 'I am so going to Alfred when I get home.' He thought in his head."You look so fine to me." Charlie said as he roughly shoved Ivan around and scattered his hair even more. "Hey bigger dirt face!" Poppy yelled out. Both Ivan and Charlie stared at her surprisedly. She was referring to Charlie. Charlie looked behind him as he noticed her staring at his direction and not Ivan's. "Are you talking to me?" He asked her just to be sure."Yeah you! I don't think you can see anyone standing behind you." She spat out angrily. "Why are you getting so worked up, beautiful? Did I say something wrong or accidentally st
"Somebody call an ambulance!"A young man yelled out. They all rushed out of their car to help Ivan even though there was nothing they could do than to wait for the paramedics to arrive. "I don't think he is still breathing, I don't see his chest rising." A woman expressed worriedly. "He was on the phone, I think the person he was talking to is still on the line, somebody found his phone!" Another woman exclaimed. They began searching around for his phone until a young man found it close to the edge of a drainage. "Found it!" He raised the phone into the air to alert them all. He placed the phone on his ear. "Hello?""Hello? Hello? Please what happened? Who is this?" China knew something wrong had happened as all she could hear were people talking though she could not make out the words. She decided to remain on the line, hoping that someone would pick up the phone and explain to her or Ivan himself would talk to her. "Uh, the young man you were having a conversation with got i