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The hidden heir of Wayne One hundred and two: Happiness
Ivan brushed his fingers through his hair and exhaled. "I don't understand! Why does he think that I am the guy he is looking for? Even though I am, why is he so suspicious of me?" "I was thinking the same thing too so I decided to do some homework. At first, Mr Andrews was just curious to know about your real background, he didn't think for once that you are the missing heir--""So why won't he lay off my case after finding out where I was adopted from?" Ivan cut Alfred off. "You gave me a little homework to do, if you remember about this professor that you called professor Marcus, do you still remember him?" Alfred asked."Yeah I remember, what of it?" Ivan took to folding his arms."While doing some research about him, I found a link between him and Mr Andrews which also made me find out the main reason he is not letting your case go so easily." "What is it then?" "This professor Marcus reported to him about what happened that day, the security guards and all." Alfred explained
The hidden heir of Wayne One hundred and three: Return of Jacob
They didn't have food to eat three square meals per day, they barely got through a day with one square meal. Education was something they valued more than gold so sending him to school was their number one priority, even though they didn't have money to give him for food.He barely had any other clothes except for his school uniforms and sport wears. One shoe, one socks, one slippers for home. About two white T-shirts and one black trousers. Ever since he was little, he had been a watch freak, he loved the fact that those little bracelet things could tell the time and even do more than telling the time. He found them fascinating. Of course all his parents could afford was a toy watch but at least it could tell the time correctly. But the funny thing was, Ivan was happy. Nothing was going well for them, at times they'd starve, but he was happy.One couldn't say his life was stress free, he suffered a lot as a young kid especially when his parents were diagnosed with cancer. He wa
The hidden heir of Wayne One hundred and four: The Andrews
Pacing about aimlessly in his living room was Mr Andrews. The day had been gone by far and the night was beginning to grow old. The entire street was asleep, sure there could have been a few people who were still up working on their laptops or just some people watching movies but Mr Andrews only paced about which was unusual, given the time of the night.Almost like he was being controlled to move about in aimless directions, he had but one thought on his mind.'Was a man like Jacob to be trusted at all? He definitely must have placed an eye on me somewhere, watching every single step I make. One billion? This is obviously a scheme by him trying to extort money from me since he claims he has gone broke. But he must know that the Wayne fortune is over a hundred billion, that must be his reason for such a high price--'"Darling?" Mr Andrews was cut short of his thoughts. His neck cringed sideways and his eyes fell on his wife."Are you alright? It seems like something has been playing
The hidden heir of Wayne One hundred and five: Did he find out?
Mrs Andrews blinked twice. Her lashes fluttered against her skin unbelievably as the words her husband just said caressed her ears.'What? Did I hear him right? He wants to tell me about what happened to him today? When did he ever report to me?' She thought.On second thought, she disregarded all the questions that soared freely in her head as she felt he might just tell her another lie. She sat down thinking, let's just get this over with. "Jacob came around today my work place today--"The mention of the name forced her to cut Mr Andrews off. "--Jacob?" Oh how she despised that name very much.Why was her husband still meeting with the man that scammed him and delivered fake news about there being a missing heir? They had searched effortlessly for over a year, in the suburban parts of England, the rural parts too. They had traveled out of the country as well to find him but all their efforts were fruitless. She knew her husband hadn't given up on the search but hope of the boy
The hidden heir of Wayne One hundred and six: She
A beautiful smile played on Ivan's face as he stared at the paper in his hand. Trevor was worried. From one corner of the room to another, he paced about with fidgeting hands, trying to calm his nerves. Just like Ivan had expected on arriving at his dorm room, the place was a mad house. Piles of dirty laundry placed on top of each other was a mountain on the floor.Packs of snacks and sweets probably eaten from the week before up until that moment decorated the floor. Ivan's bed had not been touched though, it was just as he left it. But Trevor's bed was a mess, crumpled bed sheets decorated with stains of who knows what-- Trevor knows what actually. Of all the mess in the dorm, Ivan's eyes were fixed on one thing. A white envelope sat carefully on his bed and without hesitation, took to opening it. Just like his instincts had told him, inside that envelope was his not so long awaited result. As his eyes scanned the letter, Trevor wouldn't stop asking him questions like; "Is that
The hidden heir of Wayne One hundred and seven: The place ice cream
Just like a bird flying across the sky, summer was flying by and autumn was getting closer. Days had gone by since her first ever serious fight with Ivan and she wondered why she was feeling hurt so much when he should be the one apologizing.China lazily relaxed into one of the kitchen's chair with a sigh. She rose to her feet and sat back down again, heaving another lazy sigh.Why must my life be like this? She thought to herself. Happiness is just like the clouds to her, so beautiful and within her sights reach but yet so far away especially from her hand's reach. No matter how much she tiptoed, she was never getting any closer. "What is all this? Did I even do something wrong? I was going to tell him anyway what my plan was and besides, it is all to protect him!" Like a mad woman, she lashed out at no one but herself."How long does he plan to make me feel like the bad guy and not the victim? I am the victim!" Another loud yelling escaped her mouth. She muttered a low hiss foll
The hidden heir of Wayne One hundred and eight: No need for apologies
There was no avoiding his fate. Whatever it was the world had laid down on the road that led to his success, he was going to survive and surpass it. He would surpass his own expectations. 'So what? She is standing right there so close to me, that's fine. Our destinies had always been intertwined from the start and bumping into her should hold no effect on me. She will definitely have a part to play in my triumph, either good or bad. So I am only expecting more of her.'Ivan tried to convince himself not to be moved by her presence though the words he told himself all seemed like utter nonsense. Their destinies were intertwined? It was all part of his fate? Where was he going exactly?He knew he didn't have a point or rather he made no sense in his head. But that was what he believed. But there was this look in her eyes that almost brought him to his knees. That almost made him break down and fall apart, bursting into tears uncontrollably. What was that look in her eyes? He started
The hidden heir of Wayne One hundred and nine: The hierarchy of the world
The sky grew darker over their heads. China couldn't help but to look wearily at her surroundings. Houses and shops appeared scantier and scantier until there was none in sight anymore. What is with this secluded area he is taking me to? China asked herself. If he weren't her friend or rather, if they weren't friends before, she would have believed he had had something bad planned out for her.But she still kept at alert. The only audible noises was the sound of their shoes as they kissed the earth. So many times she wanted to ask where he was taking her but she would tell herself to at least trust her friend."I'm not going to kill you." Ivan said like he had read her mind. Though it was easy to tell from the looks on her face. Her mind was like an open book placed in front of him to read easily. "What?" Her eyes landed on him as she asked him. Then her cheeks burned red with embarrassment. Was she that easy to read? Was she really wearing a scared look on her face? How could she l
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