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The hidden heir of Wayne Twenty-six: Who is he?
Alfred sighed as he rubbed his temples and then checked the time on his wristwatch. "What is taking him so long?" He asked as he groaned."Cut some slack off the kid Alfred, he is probably still asleep as we speak." Mia's mom said with a smile as she saw Alfred's expression.His face was like he was about to explode from the rage that was building inside him and it was like he wanted to break down Ivan's door and drag him out from one leg probably. "He probably wants to get out of bed when breakfast is ready so he doesn't have to wait, you know the way kids are these days." She continued."He doesn't have to act like a kid kid like this." Alfred sighed as he relaxed into the chair. "Mia, you are his PH, go and bring him out here, drag him out if you have to." He slowly massaged his temples."Yes sir." Mia said with a smile as he left the scene to get Ivan."Hmm... I feel like I have gotten really old just these past couple of days." He expressed with a sigh. "He is like a little chil
The hidden heir of Wayne Twenty-seven: The valley of geysers
A woman that looked in her late thirties walked up to Mr Andrews one bright morning as he and his family were heading to a restaurant. As they got down from their car to enter the restaurant, the woman ran up to them and fell to her knees. "Please sir, I am very hungry and my child is yet to eat as well, can you please help me?" She pleaded. A little boy was standing a few steps away from them and he appeared to be the woman's son. He stared at his mom as she begged Mr Andrews for money but didn't go to her. China was only a little girl then when it happened and she stared at the woman as tears rolled down her face then back at the little boy who just stared at them."Please sir, just help my little boy." The woman pleaded as she bowed down on the floor, holding on to the tip of his trouser."I have no money to give to the likes of you who are able bodied but refuse to work." Mr Andrews said to the woman."No sir! That is not how it is, I am doing everything I can so my son can bec
The hidden heir of Wayne Twenty-eight: Flying first class
The next eleven hours plus in the air was more than enough time for Ivan to have a think of the last thing that happened to him before he left Russia. He had gone to face China about sneaking into his room which she confessed to doing and apologized immediately. "I am really really sorry I snuck into your room and accidentally broke your picture, I was just so curious to know who you are." "For the hundredth time China, I accept your apology. At least you fixed the picture for me now I can take it back home like it is brand new." Ivan said with a smile. "I am also very sorry for what my parents did back then, how they treated you and your mom. I really wanted to help back then but if I did, they would have done something very terrible to me." She explained as she walked with him."It was how many years ago? I hardly even remember it happening so you don't have to worry about it. Besides, it was the work of your mean and terrible parents and not you." Ivan said. "I know, they are w
The hidden heir of Wayne Twenty-nine: Soirée
The evening air was cool and light, and there was a gentle breeze blowing, rustling through the leaves and creating a soothing sound to China's ears as she strolled down the road. "In English, soiree means “a fancy evening affair.” The word comes directly from French and was formed from the word soir, meaning “evening” or “night.” The French make a subtle distinction between soir, which refers explicitly to the time of day following sunset, and soirée, which refers to some duration of time, usually translated as “evening.” English speakers don’t use different words, but we understand the difference between “I’ll see you tomorrow evening” and “We spent the evening playing cards”—one refers to a time of day and one refers to the passage of time. "From the idea of a period of time evolved the second meaning of soirée: a party that takes place during the evening. As is typical for words that have been borrowed from modern French, soiree in English signifies the fancy version of a simple
The hidden heir of Wayne Thirty: Beach house
The trafficker directed the plane on where to touch down safely and after that, Ivan got out of the plane alongside Alfred and Mia and other passengers. After leaving Incheon airport, Alfred took them to their home while he went to register their sim cards. South Korea, being five hours ahead of Moscow, the time was already three after midnight so every planned activity had to wait till dawn. Ivan laid in his bed, lost in thoughts. A lot had happened in the past few days and he was wondering if he was day dreaming. How could a pauper like him get to travel around the world? Eating new foods, drinking expensive wines, wearing clothes worth more than the money his parents -foster parents- and their generation ever had!Then a side thought came in, when would he get to enjoy this wealth with his family? Sure, Alfred had made sure they were in good hands but when would they ever know his true identity? When would be able to tell them he knew he was not their son but he did not mind it?
The hidden heir of Wayne Thirty-one: Flamboyant Couple
The smell of new recipes caused Ivan's nose to tingle and his mouth to water. Seoul was a busy place but there was still time for people to stop by and have some of those good road side meals. Where one woman yelled to create awareness about her freshly prepared Tteokbokki which is known as spicy stir fried rice cakes in English, another yelled for people to try her delicious Gyeran-Ppang which was known as egg bread, another retailer called out to Ivan to try his mouth watering Bungeo-Ppang which was a red bean goldfish pastry. "Hello! Foreigners!" One man yelled out. "Welcome to Seoul! Come here to my stall, let me give you wonderful tasty food!" He exclaimed with a broad smile on his face. "Yeah thank you!" Ivan responded as he nodded his head. "Come on guys." He told Alfred and Mia who instantly followed him."What you like? Look everything here, very very cheap and affordable but everything here, very delicious to your stomach." The man expressed as he rubbed his stomach.He s
The hidden heir of Wayne Thirty-two: Shopping war
The air suddenly became hazardous as Ivan found it hard to breathe, choking on every single attempt to draw air into his lungs. He froze, thinking of a plausible explanation to tell her that would be good enough for her to believe. He stared at her, only to notice that she wasn't staring at him but at Mia with a look that depicted utmost displeasure. "Tara," he called out to her, her eyes finally landing on him again. "Hi, what are you actually doing here? Should you not be on the school's vacation trip?""I think I should be the one asking you that question. But since you asked first, I will give you an answer. As you know, it is mandatory for every student but definitely not for me. I didn't feel like being there but felt like coming to the world's best shopping complex where real diamonds and gold are actually sold so, here I am." She explained with a smile. "Oh wow, that sounds awesome actually." Ivan forced a smile. "You..." Tara raised her index finger at Ivan. "Shouldn't you
The hidden heir of Wayne Thirty-three: Loving you
It was a rather quick drive back to their residence and they found Alfred pacing about in the compound. Ivan hurried out of the car with worry written all over his face. Alfred paused as he saw Ivan and Mia approaching him. "Alfred! Is everything okay?!" He questioned as he rushed to meet Alfred where he was standing. "Young master Wayne!" Alfred exclaimed excitedly. "I am so happy to see you here so fast!""Are you okay? What happened-- did something happen?" "Yes! Something great!" A wide smile appeared on Alfred's face."What is it then? Don't keep me waiting in the dark!" Ivan exclaimed.Alfred turned to face a bald suited man that was standing only a few feet from them. "Hand it to me, now!" He yelled out excitedly.The bald man nodded then immediately went over to join them where they were standing and handed Alfred a black iPad. "Here you go sir." He responded in a thick bold voice. Alfred accepted it and began scrolling through it. He had a kind of look that spelt exciteme
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