Hope is on the way

"Grandma! You wouldn't be serious about letting Sandra leave the administration, right? Donald Douglas's voice is laced with fear as he paces up and down Lady Karen Douglas's office.

The office was a beauty in the making, the backdrop behind Lady Karen Douglas displaying the numerous business grand awards she had won, an impressive tableau that seemed to stretch out for miles.

"Relax, Donald… I know what I'm doing… how did you think I was able to get Janet to ditch Alex Waynee even though your grandfather had betrothed her to Alex Waynee before his mysterious death." Her voice was hoarse as she continued to sign the files on her desk without sparing Donald Douglas a glance.

"Grandma, as I am talking to you she is done packing her stuff and she has already left the complex…Grandma! do something…you realize Sandra Douglas plays a crucial role in this company…removing her now that we have more competitors out there in the market…wouldn't be in our favour." His voice was reeking with trepidation as he paced around feeling very uneasy.

"Don't worry about her Donald, She will come around." Her voice was laced with relief, as she continued with her work.

Moments later… at Moonstone Suites.

Alex Waynee is patting Sandra Douglas on the back, she is weeping as she straws up her cold yoghurt.

"Alex Waynee, do you love me?... Because I have been through a lot of hurt…just to keep this relationship going." Her eyes welling with tears as she rests her head on Alex Waynee's shoulder.

"Sandra… I really love you and appreciate you for your kindness…you have really been my support since the first day I stepped into the Douglas family…and I promise, your grandmother will surely regret ever sacking you." His voice was surprisingly laced with authority.

Sandra tilts her head in bewilderment, as she wonders what was with the sudden change in his face and voice.

"What do you mean…She will regret…We really can't do anything about it…can we?" Her voice tremulous as she falls back placing her head back on his shoulder.

"I mean anything can happen…we live in a world of all possibilities… don't you believe you can suddenly become the CEO of a great company like Elvis global empire?" He says, his eyebrows pulled up as he gazed into Sandra Douglas' eyes.

Hahaha!!!

Sandra Douglas laughs out loud, her laughter draws the attention of everyone around them.

"Isn't this Sandra Douglas, the daughter of late Lord Jerry Douglas…She was just sacked by her grandmother, for refusing to marry the rich and prominent Edward Hinnberg."

The voices of the two ladies talking could be heard by almost everyone in the restaurant. They were staring at their phones. Immediately Sandra Douglas swiped her phone and went to the official site of the Douglas global empire and she saw it.

Her name had been listed as part of those who were sacked for low performance.

With a bad report like this sweeping around on the internet, her chances of getting a job in whistling meadows were now slashed from one to zero.

"This is really bad, what am I going to tell my parents…this isn't good." Her voice was tremulous as she swiped her phone, beads of sweat built up on her face and her heart throbbing faster than usual, Alex Waynee could hear her heartbeat a thousand times in a minute.

To Sandra Douglas' bewilderment, she looks up to see the face of Alex Waynee wearing a smirk, an unusual smile that should never be there, especially at this moment when she, his fiancée was panicking. 

Picking up his phone, Alex Waynee tests Eric Raymond and demands he calls the Vice President of Elvis Global Empire, Mr Mark, and tells him that he will be resuming work the next day.

Moments later….

Alex Waynee and Sandra Douglas are approaching their house.

"If you got an appointment to be the New CEO of Elvis global empire would you accept it or decline it?" He asks, smiling gleefully.

"Stop imagining things, you have been acting weird these days… have you been taking too much vodka?" She asks as she touches his beardless face.

Her hand caressing his skin as she shoves her hands into his shirt, feeling the hairs on his chest. Since they had been together they had never slept together, they decided never to do so until after their marriage.

"Stop it…we are on the road…and remember we promised never to do it until we are officially married." Alex Waynee says subtly as he pulls her hand off his shirt.

Just then the door of their sitting room opens revealing an angry Mr Robert and Mary, they had been on the news watching Lady Karen Douglas brag about sacking her granddaughter from the family company.

"So your plans have finally worked out… you have succeeded in ruining the promising life and future of my daughter." Mr Robert's voice is vehement and laced with pure venom, as he rushes out the glass door to slap Alex Waynee, Sandra Douglas steps in, blocking her dad's hand from hitting her fiance.

With more venom in her eyes, Mrs Mary gazed at the man she believed had ruined her entire life, if it wasn't for Alex Waynee, she and her family would have been on Lady Karen Douglas' good side.

"You fool! Why wouldn't you just let my daughter be…you have succeeded in ruining her life, and her career and next you might want to take her life…you idiot…why wouldn't you just crawl back to the orphanage…Lord Jerry Douglas is dead…no one wants you…leave my daughter alone." Her voice is extremely harsh and annoying.

She moved a step further to grab her daughter, but before her hands could grab the hem of her gown, Sandra Douglas fell backwards into the hands of Alex Waynee, who took her out of the house area.

"Where are we going?" She asks as she gazes at her watch…. The time was 9.00 pm in the night.

The sound of their feet was all they could hear, the full moon was casting a silvery glow on the quiet path, a sense of enchantment was in the air as Alex Waynee opened the door of the garden park. 

"Welcome to a place where I go to find peace, whenever the world is after me."

He says, smiling gleefully, exposing his perfect dentition.

As he spoke, his phone rang and it was a text from Eric Raymond.

'Come to the east part of the garden park. Master Alex'

Staring at his phone, he tells Sandra Douglas to wait at the Well.

Moments later…

"Young master! It's not safe here… I have a lead that the killers of your parents are now aware of your existence and may strike anytime soon… you really need to reconsider staying here, in whistling meadows… young master you should come with me at once." Eric Raymond's voice is tremulous, beads of sweat build up on his face and slowly hit the grassy floor.

"Mr Eric Raymond! I can take care of myself… just make sure Mr Mark is aware of my visitation to Elvis' global empire…that would be all." His voice was Ortund and laced with authority.

"Okay, sir…could you consider taking this gun and Garry as your guard?" His voice is vehement and echoes through the garden.

Without sparing him another glance, his feet stomping the grassy floor, he shakes his head in disapproval of what his personal butler just said.

"Take them home… I don't need them" His voice a whisper as he walked away from Mr. Eric Raymond.

On reaching the garden, he met Sandra Douglas who was looking worried as she stared at a white envelope, her face laced with trepidation, and her body was quaky.

"Here… that man you were staring at the other day at Havila Suites… came in here… he…sa..id…I should give you this." Her voice was quaky as she managed to stutter those words.

Opening the Letter, he couldn't believe his eyes.

The letter was written in a handwriting he could recall, the letter read…

 'I know who killed your father, mother and the heirs of the Wayne family, find me if you really want to know the truth.'

"What the hell!"