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"You might know something, I'm not so likeable to have come here without proper orientation." "I place the terms, if you're happy with it, fine."He took another sip of his red wine. "I've never had any great passion for history, Mr Joshua." "You're a socially inclined man, and believed to be cunning and impersonating. Mr Hunter, why don't you like history? Whereas all your shelves are filled with books." Joshua pondered that for a moment wondering if perhaps that was the reason Mr Stark had escalated more than him politically. "Don't know, don't suppose I guess." That was all he said. "Vancouver was originally a small sawmilling settlement—" "Called Granville in the 1870s. I want you to include me this time in the Renov project, Mr Joshua." Joshua blinked in surprise. "You killing my interest aren't you." "Too trivial for you to believe a lie Mr Joshua, you didn't receive much orientation." "I'm rather impressed by you revealing your true form before anything." The look he gave
Joshua stared at Mr Hudson in disbelief. "This is not right and to think I would come low Mr Hudson." Joshua scoffs at him as he returns the check. He might look like he is not worth anything but he was worth more than his tabs, unlike in the past he was desperate. Even so, he wouldn't have percolated to these insults, unlike he is currently known as the heir to the Stark and to think that he owns the place they are flaunting their arse, he wouldn't accept the affront. "I think you're breaching your limits."You are throwing away a greater chance to have a better life, Joshua." Mr Hudson let out."I'm fully aware of that Mr Hudson." He clunked the glasses together with His, Joshua wasn't pleased, but he managed a smile, patting Hudson's shoulder. But he plunged himself back."I will make sure of it is Joshua, whether morally or unethical, I don't care, when my door of mercy was opened you threw it away." Mr Hudson's mug hit the table with a loud thunk."Nice night Mr Hudson, I will ma
"I'm sorry I can't help you, Joshua," Pamela said moving to one side, she wished she could but the throng and the fact that Joshua was caught in the act red-handed left her with no conviction. Aunt Savannah, she knew of her, Joshua had told her before but that was way way back. There is no way he would still be looking for her if she knows how is bereaved Joshua had been when he told her. "Or what, you're going to fight me?" Trisha retorted not minding Joshua's grapple to contain his uproar, she doesn't care besides he was good for nothing that they talked about to the whole crowd. "Are you accusing us? Admit your act, swindler!" Mrs Bridgest Mason said supporting Trisha. But despite this scornful reflection, he gazed round in a friendly way at the people within the premise. But even at that moment, he had a dim presage that this happier contour of mind was also not normal. There were a lot of people at the time surrounding him in the field, besides the Mason and the group of peopl
"I thought whatever we discussed in the scrap yard remained discreet Mr Hudson." Mr Bennet muttered to him as they hung opposite each other.He threw away the cigarette and stamped his feet on it matching the red-head to the ground.He would have lit another one but there was no lighter in his pocket."Are you sorry for me or not sir, you framed me?""I only have you a warning of what I'm capable of Mr Bennet and how I should not hesitate, without pity." Mr Hudson's words had created a certain impression, there was a moment of silence."Joshua." He heard a voice from behind him making him swivel back. Brandon told me you would be here." She said handing him bindings of some documents and he obliged gawking at her surprised."I don't know Joshua but that was stupid, I don't know when you've gotten so stupid.""You're pushing on with the divorce, right? You believed I stole Trishas' pendant?" Joshua was angry and not happy they were influencing them, he balled his fist by his side."It'
" I'm telling you, Pamela, he has already proved himself useless, it's time to move on. Accept your father's suggestion." Mrs Mason said as she paced closer to her daughter. Mrs Mason stared hard at her as she considered her facial expressions."I don't think there's any need for haste, Joshua is trying. He even resumed back to work today, after cleaning the house." She said reaching out for the jar.Mrs Mason stared at her frustrated daughter. She paced closer to her. "You can always choose whom you want but Joshua had failed the family and worst of all the public disgrace, he's labelled us enough, the internet didn't hide today's event." "I know but Mother you're supporting father and I can't marry Mr Hudson."She hates the thought of it, the man's gloomy appearance shows he has personal motives."You don't think you have any other choice, Mr Hudson won't wait forever and the company needs to expand.""But I want to give Joshua a chance, he begged for it." She shrugs her hand wish
"Did you mean to tell me that you're the one that wired me such a huge amount? you're joking right…" She couldn't believe it, not Joshua, no one could have told her about this and she would ever believe that. "Yes and that is for you to be clear, Cassie, you're good-hearted, that's just for the few roles you're supposed to be playing and I trust you would. I supposed I would pay you well that you don't have to worry", Joshua warned and he steps closer to her throwing away the stick in his hand. "You are…rich and you hide it, Joshua, why?" She stuttered. The words were stiff and also she was overfilled with joy, who thought she would have such a huge amount when her rent was on her neck and has a lot of deadlines to meet? "What do you mean?" Joshua questioned. "Ah... So it is Joshua Stark? not in my wildest dream And the alert belief. What Im I suppose to do?" "Cassie, I have already told you, you're sure not to betray me? I would want you to deliver the jade to the Mason, no one
It's been two days since Joshua had refrained from his job. He just wanted to go out today and maybe get something for himself while he meets with contractors regarding his company, the Stark and other people."I don't think I would be able to stand you if they allow you to stay in this house, Joshua." Mrs Bridget Mason said as Joshua walked out of the room and her eyes scrutinizing him.He looked to his left and saw the plates and the mopping sticks stacked up waiting for him."I overheard your conversation with Pamela, I think you're back to your routine of keeping the house in the best of shape. You ain't working anymore.""You should at least be keeping the house neat while your time slowly approaches.""I thought as much, he has nothing to offer, why would father give him three days? It's too long by the way when there is no hope.""I thought since I'm leaving the house you would no longer need my assistance, besides the maids are there rather Trisha can do it." Their face switch
"Let me see what you've got there, woman." Mr Mason requested the package. Pamela was stunned, everyone was, "it couldn't be Joshua right." Bernice muttered to Trisha who had her hands balled into a fist by her sides. "Of course, it can't be him, not on this earth." Mrs Mason didn't say anything except for the only thing she anticipated, the annulment. Right now Joshua walked towards the door, they didn't even notice, if they had, he wouldn't have had the chance to pace out. "What have you done?!" He paced towards Joshua forcing him by his collar. "You screwed me, I promise I will get back at you!" Mr Hudson pointed his index finger at Joshua and brought out the pack of cigarettes and lit it annoyed. He picked up his phone to call Noura as he dialled the number, Joshua collected the phone from his hand glaring at the failed number. The breeze from the rain had a sudden effect on him. His body and heart were in a terrible situation. "Joshua, you have—" He was brought to a halt.
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