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Laura's utterance had made to be silent during their walk to the garage. "I didn't expect you to say those things you had back there," Joshua said and her gaze snapped at him, cutting her from her thoughts. "It was nothing, I needed to let them know what they ought to believe." She peeked at him with a soothing smile. "Which was?" "Mr Joshua Stark," she called head-on with him. Her eyes didn't lie, fearless and tough. "You wanted to lay low right? How about you keep your detention from the sight of your in-law? I heard they love seeing you suffer, this won't help you in laying low as you demanded, it might be bad having such police twice even if this is minor." She cleared the gloom around him, he was curious as to how she knew about him and that he was detained. Maybe until when he has reconvened. "Yeah, you did me a huge favour. It was Sunday and I happened to stumble upon them, they had such vile expectations." "Seems the sheriff had imposed new laws, especially for the elit
"I didn't know you would show up this early, Josh, not much to do at home?" Victoria said as she raised her head, dusting the table. "It would be unruly of me to not have shown up, have you been well, over the weekend?" He rested his elbow on the table staring into her eyes. She attempts not to make eye contact with him. "Stop it, you cracker, you should try those skills there by the desk, maybe you will lure in customers and increase our earnings." She glared at him. With an apologetic smile, he sauntered to the hanger and grabbed a towel and helped her in dusting off the table. Upon seeing Harley the mocking expression on Victoria's face hastened to a generous smile. Harley shot Joshua a smug glare with apparent disdain in her eyes. Her expression was deadly serious. "Have you cleared the cracked aquarium?" She asked. She released her grip from her bag and fixed her thumb on the glass possibly checking for specks of dirty, "Who cleaned this spot?" She questioned rubbing the fa
"It's so annoying and I want it all out, the voices in my head. It's either the hard truth or the denial." Joshua's eyes warped into a miserable black. Joshua lost every tiny hope of survival, and just as he was left alone sitting near the bronze statue. He recalled his aunt Savannah. "What is your decision now Mr Stark?" He was startled by Miss Laura's voice, who would know she was there, he just saw her leaving not too long. The pressure behind his eyes released and he relaxed. "You're there Miss Laura." She walked over and sat stretching her hands over the railing. "Here… I forgot this Mr Stark, sorry for intruding." She picked up her phone. " I feel helpless and I didn't like that because it reminds me of…" he held back the screams of frustration, "this was given to me by Aunt Savannah," he held an embroidered hankie in his hand. "And just like she always said, the best revenge is massive success. But in making that decision, I have become stiff and stuck, what of the afterm
Firecrackers and emotions entail similar things if you pay closer attention. We are either in shock or introspection. Joshua stared at the woman and wondered if she was insane or had some disorder. "Don't worry, I told you to reach out to me, didn't I?" "I didn't need that from you, I could have sorted out the bill Miss Noura." "I know, but the reason you stayed like this… I'm still not over it." "What does that mean?" Joshua inquired. "You will get to know with time." She said, giving him a warm smile. He was still worried and concerned, he wasn't sure what she was after, or did she know he was a Stark? That is not possible, she couldn't, or she might be taking her chances, 'let's just wait and hear her reason why she's a good Samaritan.' Joshua stared at her intently. Like a thief in the night, that is how Joshua snuck inside the house. Yet again. "Working late again?" She questioned as the switch was turned on and his bent figure went to erect, he was caught. "Not actuall
"Can I have a moment with you, Miss Pamela?" Mr Hudson requested. "Mrs Pamela…" Joshua brewing with jealousy corrected and Miss Noura let out a chuckle. "Shut the fuck up Joshua, he can address her as he wishes." Mr Mason let out, his glass in his hands and he matched Joshua's leg hardly to the ground, he almost yelped but he kept his head low. "I don't want to hear anything from you, hope you understand me." He walked closer to Pamela and Mr Hudson and had Joshua alone with Miss Noura. "No one asked you to speak." His tone was stern. Joshua coloured. "For myself, I think that we could win against the whoresons face to face. However, I’ve got a far better idea than that." "Tell us," urged Brandon as he sauntered over. "Do you want to know?" "By the Gods I do." "While I was coming here, I was checking my way back, researching about Vancouver and the tycoons, businesses around here." Mr Hudson winked. "It's a little habit I couldn't get rid of." "What did you find?" Hudson ca
Not to flee the event with a handful of downgrades and mocking fellows, then stay there to live in cave-like skulking beasts. No, somehow he escaped the Levi bastards' attention. Noura flashed a practiced, false smile at Joshua, who responded similarly.Like the misery of autumn rain, both Joshua and Noura had to accept each other's presence. That didn’t mean they had to like each other but it was important to remain decorous, for Joshua. To appear friendly, even when the direct opposite was the truth, Miss Noura's agenda was quite unrelatable, her help was not interesting but they were controversial. Joshua had pissed her off earlier—her expedition razed to the ground."I never thought you could endure such, she was being brute, the likes of you end up as scumbags." She started a smirk on her lips."Yeah more like a pushover, I deserved it besides I did wrong." He said not looking at Noura."Your wife, she is supportive and also—"She wanted to add how decadent Joshua was, like a d
Mr Mason stepped over and squeezed Joshua's shoulder. "How long will it take you?" "What are you talking about?" His eyebrow flared in the air. He was surprised at the way Mr Mason tramped towards him and with nothing other than the question. "You dumb head, what you think you're doing here, get those groceries out of here unless you want your tiny penny on the root for them." He snarled, Joshua felt his bone chill in relief somehow the sudden outburst was better than the inertia. Maybe Noura had made them to laid their eyes on him as she did, not far from the truth, he was meant to be a suspect had he had any influence they're aware whatsoever. Except for the fact he is a mere penny candy man. "You should get home, pigs like you are always lucky, and luck doesn't happen every day." He said it like a friendly piece of advice, soon Mrs Levi will come out of her isolation and likely he sees Joshua, she might throw a fit. "Someone should throw this insane man out of our midst." "Sto
"Money?" asked Brandon, grimacing demurely. "I know, I know. We don't have any. But once we've eliminated the dog out of the Mason, that will change." Sidney glared at the man talking, daring her to challenge his idea. "That is not possible." Sidney roared. "Good God don't tell me you're with him on this?" She turned to Brandon. She crossed her arms at Brandon, he plopped down on the sofa. Brandon pictured becoming the greatest and the next Blaze's heirs. "Well. Maybe Money." He murmured. "You're not fit for this, and neither is Nathan's childish desire," Sidney warned her glare stern. "Childish?" He smirked bitterly at Sidney. Things were getting sour. "Please will you both stop this, I'm not going to listen to any disparaging words. We're in the same phase here! I believe." Brandon shuts them out. Sidney has suggested that idea knowing it was completely fruitless. Besides It would force Brandon out of the idea and leave only the obsession that inflated Nathan to his ugly fate.
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