"Sir we can't let this happen, I mean the members of the investors will be here tomorrow to acknowledge Mr. Stark we can't announce you as the has of the Stark.""Damn it, you're such a bitch, are you questioning me?" The line went flat and he tossed the phone to one side murmuring.Joshua held the double door to the Stark mansion open. The gaze of everyone gathered darted to him."What was I missing out on?" Joshua inquired, They pointed their faces like razors at him, he didn't care after all this day was foreseen.Among the family, relatives gathered there were his several cousins, whom he had never met except for the two which are; Derek and the girl."Who are you to barge into the gathering of the Starks without permission you think you could easily trick us into believing the security let you in?" The woman in a red-sleeved white pleated gown in her early forties shunned him.Joshua stared at her in awe, was it only natural that he had bad luck with people like Mrs Bridget Mason
~Two years later~"I could have promised him to stay away from Mr Hudson. I can't believe I'm in this mess right now ."She tucked her tresses and looked at herself with tears in her eyes."Hey, wife!" Mr Hudson called out to Pamela.Pamela felt like a mad person after all the man she loved didn't even bother to call her or text her, so the five years meant nothing to Joshua, she felt pain upon pain, her heart shrieking only that she held her mouth but couldn't blame what she felt. Her marriage life was ruined, and the love she dreamt of was shattered. This price she has to pay for her family has cost her too much. 'I thought my life was frustrating but it couldn't have been less of a disaster than what I'm in now.'"Bullshit! I have been calling out to you to help me out with my collar and you're feigning ignorance! You good for nothing." He held his hand to her mouth and pressed it hard he growled like he was forcing something in. She winced, her teeth were grinding hard against each
The office chair rolled from facing the wall to the table as a file fell on it. And the lady sitting across from it. Her legs crossed."I thought your break to the branch would take forever and I would turn to the headquarters manager.""Quite an assumption, let me see what you have got there." He scoped the paper in his hands.A year was quite a long time to have grown quite formidable stubbles and as he clinched his jaws together his body gripped together."I see, you never fail to entice me, Miss Laura. What of the linnet?" He twirled his own in the air. His longer arm resting on the table."That… it was with the head of the committee not contrary after the review from the rest of the shareholders, I'm sure it will pass just that they have the other things that need to go through." Miss Laura was good at what she does and if Joshua could sleep like a princess, she would be entrusted."Great, let's wait till then, in the meantime arrange my meeting with the committee. I have gone out
“Very well.” Miss Laura sighed loudly, and Joshua stepped around as if there was a piece of furniture in her way. He sank his hand into the man's shirt and pulled him out, Mr Bennet flashed Miss Laura a glare that burned enough to melt the whole of the Starks' company.Miss Laura watched their every movement, but Mr Bennet, merely adjusted his shirt before standing beside them, ashamed he had been caught. Silence fell, interrupted only by the noise from the reception room. And there comes a sound from Joshua."Mr Bennet, I see you're monitoring me, not just today but you've been doing that for a long time now. Why?"Joshua paced towards him. Mr Bennet had his hand around his file and was looking away and couldn't afford to look at Joshua."I wasn't tiptoeing and following you.""Oh is that so… I don't think there is any reason for you to lie.""No sir, believe me, I'm not lying!" With the obvious evidence, he tried to deny it. Joshua calmed his nerves. Turn to Miss Laura."Mr Bennet,
"I think so. By the way what are you doing here?" Joshua prompted to look up. "Priscilla for once I thought it was. . ." "My mother? She wouldn't come to the office for you just so you don't know." Priscilla draped her hand on the chair. Miss Laura treated her with a smiling face and stepped out, Pricilla shunned her gesture with a snarl. "I wanted to check up on you, these few days since your return you have been unsteady.""I can tell you've studied me enough, what have you got there Priscilla were you fired? Or are you taking your time and resigning from Crawford?"She paced closer, resting her elbow on the railing of the table. "It's either of the two but for you, I will go for the latter.""Nice decision, What's your plan now intending on taking any offer? If not there is a board manager space vacant, you can do it. I have seen how you've worked there, in the company, Crawford company."She chuckled looking at Joshua. The smooth feel of the fur-like shoe she wore tickled her toe
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Brandon & Nathan"Honestly, I kept waiting in the living room," Brandon said to Nathan. He sat beside him."I told you the Stark are hiding something. My speculation on that." He demonstrates a circle in the air. "Are never wrong.""I thought you wanted to clear your doubts. You decided to deliver the invitation card yourself," Nathan said as he went through the newspaper in his hand."Yes I did go there, but it's like just heading to the amount without a success. I couldn't see him."Brandon flashed back to the way he waited for the butler in anticipation that he would see the head of the Stark. But his wait was in vain. His curiosity deemed in him, Pamela refused to tell them at least. He thought she was close enough to them to have a contract with her company. "You worry too much, like an old woman Brandon. Whatever they are doing—the Stark is just hiding because we would flood in, They're not by empire anymore, I even heard there is a family war for supremacy." He hissed. "Damn, t
Brandon took a seat listening to Trisha carefully, like he would to a radio that was ranging out. "I'm telling you, Brandon, you are the only one I trust when things get difficult. I know you don't have a reason to believe me or whatever. But this is about my sister, I can't watch her…" Brandon stood up and started down at Trisha. He took in a deep sigh and walked to the side of his room, he grabbed the kitchen locked open. "You must be hungry, coming all the way here, with that face." Brandon's skirmishes broke her non-stop wheeling. "Brandon." Trisha felt unheard. "There is no need to rush, Feel comfortable and I will grab the reason you're here because of Hudson." Trisha sank onto the sofa and grabbed the iced lemon from Brandon. "Yes, you get right." She gulped quickly and dropped the rain half into the glass on the table beside her. "That bastard has a lot of haters, I personally never took a liking to his pompous ass from the onset. But. . ." Trisha's eyes flared open wid
Joshua almost choking on blood, Hudson twisted the knife into his gut, he felt like he should have himself down on a cliff but on second thought he could not quite sketch out why Hudson was greedy for what was not his. "How are you going to get the Stark when it's not even yours, your identity?" Hudson curled his eyebrow right at him and then began to chuckle. "Then what? Do you think I will think of something that will just remain solely as an illusion?" He sauntered over to Joshua. , "I'm a man of my ambition." "Hudson this will be interesting as you have declared your intention." Joshua laughed, choking on blood. His heart was dark and bloody. Hudson stood there In his hand was the blood-stained dagger he raised it straight pointing at Joshua. "When you have lived your entire life claiming the identity you're not, Hudson it will be hard to live without purpose." He looked around and then back to Joshua. "That is extreme." "I know but once you're dead nothing is stopping me."
Swirling around them was a cloud of dust from the sawmill where Joshua was held hostage. When he went out to meet with Peter earlier, something came up. Peter after spending time with him induced his water with a powder, his head spun around like he'd gotten into an accident, his heart started to beat slowly like everything he had worked hard for had lost its base, and his hands wobbled his head. Banging loud like it was hit by the hardest metal. Everything was so surreal and yet so copper in his throat. What kind of liquid was he induced with? He didn't know but he knew one thing for sure, this was not a mistake or a coincidence. Peter sat at the opposite seat and watched him while everything happened unwavering, Joshua fighting for his breath was like him watching a drama, a scary one he has gotten used to at that. "I don't like to see you like this Joshua but I have no option, never trust an enemy to be your friend." Peter's voice was screechy, stretching no tension. All Joshua's
"I have an idea, Let's run the DNA test and confirm the truth about Hudson." Miss Laura contributed. "You scared the crap out of me, Miss Laura," Pamela concluded. Pamela got that served quite cold and slowly she tried to regain her strength in an oblivious way, she blinked at Miss Laura, the relationship she had with her, she was quite sure if things go out the wrong way with the DNA she will be more than screwed. Joshua with the most condescending look sipped on his drink and relaxed on the sofa. "That is brilliant, I think it will work that way." Joshua agreed. Miss Laura and Joshua almost in unison glided their sight to Pamela. "What?! You're not expecting me to get it are you?!'' She shrugged, choking on her saliva. Pamela turned to look at Miss Laura. After what happened last night she couldn't get any closer to Joshua without it being suspicious. She huffed and rested her hand to the side of her face, her head hung in a sluggish tired way on the desk and Josh
Joshua was still shocked by Miss Laura back slashing attitude toward him. "Let me see what you have there." He said and Miss Laure forwarded her iPad to him. He read through it carefully then sighed. As if knowing what was going on he stared straight at Miss Laura. "Don't be like that." "Don't be like how we have gone this far and to think that some bastard is sitting up there… if this had no impact on you. You do it does on me, I can't let Hudson take charge." She clenched her jaw and felt the electric shock rifle up her jaw. "I will see what I can do about it." "Coward." Miss Laura hissed behind his back and he left her alone in the office entry. —--- "I can't believe this,'' Hudson said and he clasped his hands together while getting closer to the lady in front of him. "What do you believe?" Pamela scoffed. "The fact that you want to have me ruined or the fact that you figure out your dream will come true." Pamela bit her bottom lips, the word hurting through her mo
Joshua flew his gaze right at the mirror where he was unbuttoning his shirt, "It has already begun." He clenched his hand around the curtain and turned to give a second glance at the west wing of the room he had allocated to Pamela while they were there together. He pulled his suitcase towards himself and then dropped it, what if there was no reason for him? Likely he won't want to go back just as he thought about it closely. Every muscle in his body throbbed. But something like a weave of the thread was dragging him back. He wouldn't be able to make it and if he turns back now it means that everything he had worked hard for during his period while staying right here in Sheffield was nothing but a wasted time. The nun Mary has to meet with her as soon as possible to figure out more in regards to his twin brother. Could Hudson be lying, his medical report didn't reveal that he had any genetic disorder. But there was a chance that he fabricated it. He had to meet the nun. And his fligh
"What is the name of the disease?" Joshua asked but the nun didn't reply to him. He put his hand against the counter with a vase and asked again. "What is the name?" His brow tint demandingly. "I'm sorry but that is all we could find, I can't pronounce it but I have everything emailed down to you. Got to take a look at it." The nun muttered. Joshua gulped, his eyes lingering relentlessly, If Joshua finds that what he thinks is true then it means. . . Well, he was too deep into his sleep with the call came in, his voice was trying to sound normal. Joshua couldn't quite think well enough. He let out a deep sigh and shifted to the side without letting the suspense die off, the nun vanished and killed the call. "Alright, Thank you, sister Mary. I quite think you have done enough." Joshua said over the phone and ended the call he dropped his phone by his side, in a toss that showed he wasn't sure what to do at the moment hen then let himself dribble his hand off his face as he fucking
Pamela swat her hand to her face, she thought they were way past that. This hurts more than she could figure, what in God's name! Even as she feels her heart slamming against her rib cage and sweat dribbling down her spine. She forced a smile on her face. "What?" "I'm reminding you, did you send the note I told you to?" Joshua showed no restraint, his voice was purely authoritative, Pamela's eyes met his folded gaze she broke before she ran her hand along her jaw scratching through it as if there was a complete cold she had met the harbinger of death. "Yes, yes of course I was just going from there. It slipped my mind that I didn't let you know." Joshua's brow rises and she takes a step back as he takes a step towards her. Joshua's hand dribbled from his side and raised to touch the lips of the Pamela jacket that she wore. "You should lay this properly." He said then turned his back. Pamela clicked her fingers to the heart of her hand. Joshua's gaze was on her
Pamela walked the entry street by the woods, she sighs as her eyes catch the bus stop not far from where she stood, her hand to her knees and her forehead dripping with sweat. She doesn't know whether to say summer in Vancouver was far better but here her whole body is soaked up. "Thank heaven there is a bus stop right there." She dug her hand into her pocket and pulled out the hole from her pocket. Her head shook, she had no single glimpse of what Joshua's intentions were when he asked her to deliver the letter and what was inside the letter might bother her to try to figure out more but she dug it deeper inside her coat. "I shouldn't look beside it's not intended for me." She shakes her head and drops her hand from her pocket. Her superficial attempt to hold everything under her baby was a kind that feels so hefty. She finds herself fitted on the bench, beside her stood men who were dressed heftily, their voices the dark chrome of their dressing. Pamela blinked up wit
"It feels like we need a safe word," Pamela said the lines around her eyes slowly fading. "I wouldn't allow it, neither of us is allowed to walk out and go the way we were before we boarded on this plane, we can't and you know how this trip is secret." "Okay pick it, what is our safe word?" Pamela anticipated tirelessly, she knew more than anyone that she got on this plane for her own reasons. Mind blown Joshua shrugs. "I'm as surprised as you are. I wouldn't know any, come on figure out one I will just have to live by the way." "What about blue for when it's right and red for when it's not," Joshua suggested, the scowl Pamela three his way we're oddly penetrative beyond his flesh. "Random as hell." "I like where this is headed already. Don't forget it's not a date." "We're going to Sheffield and they're known for their extra cautious lifestyle. It wouldn't help us last some days without getting discovered." She shrugs. Joshua grinned. "What is