"Pamela I heard. Is it true" Trisha asked over the phone.Pamela had refrained from going but just like everyone else she was curious too and the fact that her husband Mr Hudson wasn't in town. She wanted to exhibit the little freedom she has."I don't know either, just shocked when I heard it.""It's meant to say, after everything we have done for him, he should show some appreciation. It can't be him I'm pretty sure.""Either way, thanks for calling." Pamela ended the call as she walked around."There you are, I was almost suffocating. The stupid fact that I had to come early and stand here in loneliness churned down my throat." Mrs Bridget Mason trudged down her daughter's shoulder as they walked to the seat she reserved."I don't know maybe I shouldn't have come.''" Girl it came be him. Even though it's him… I mean I won't have anything to say.""Mother!""What! I'm an old lady and I have seen how you're made to wallow in the stench of your father and his friend. You ain't born to
There was a loud ear piercing clamouring sound. As it seems when a gladiator is in the cage fighting. The seated patriarch were murmuring still. "Wait, I can't believe it's Joshua." "Neither do I." Hand held to their mouth they almost gasped. Pamela still was in introspection. "I can't believe this." "He was actually rich while he played with the Masons." "Mrs Mason must be regretting, she was praising just now that Pamela was no longer with Jodhus but a far more better man." "Mr Hudson? Freak, Joshua is now a bloody Stark and do you know his net worth." "I'm worried, I now know why the Stark had removed us from the portfolio, he won't be compassion to us after all the mocking." One of the Benedict said, with a concerned look. "And some other too, so you think same with me. This isn't funny. I wished I never mocked him." There was regret, denial and anger among every of them. The securities blocked everyone from getting closer to Joshua. He calmly walked his hand clung ont
The fundraising event which Joshua used for his grand entrance lasted an hour and a half, and it was the longest hour and a half any of the patriarchs ever lived through."Mr Joe I hope you gave the tip to the mass as I instructed." His gaze darted to the group of reporters that were flooding towards him and rubbing through his hair. He walked through as the car pulled over.They watch him walk out of the place, the way his suit seems to flow around his powerful body. The lights from the camera flashed as they ran after him. The sturdy, colossal-bodied men in black blocked them.There were questions and shouts.Joshua arrived at the ‘carriage’ was a black stretch Lincoln limousine with a fully-stocked bar and seats that stretched along the sides of the limo’s interior rather than facing forward."Cassie, you never failed to impress me, I thought you didn't want to assist me." He said as he sat opposite her."The price was too much and I had bills to pay. Let's say I'm a woman in need.
Joshua back flexed as he stretched his arm and pulled the curtain."Hello, what is it?" He kept receiving calls from Laura since and it has not stopped. It was the fact that groups of patriarchs and reporters were flooding their email. "You can let them know sparingly enough.""Tell them I have gone to the gym and will be back later," Joshua said."And your Aunt wants to have a family dinner tonight.""I haven't forgotten that.""Tell them to be organised, Derek will be home tonight. And that means extra.""Yes sir." The butler left the room paying respect to Joshua.The door side opened and Joshua walked out to the car. His chino pants, white sneakers and a polo shirt complete his look."Morning Mr Stark, where are we headed?" "To the gym,"They were at the gym and he got down but then he made it obvious that he will have to go see the sea. Instead, he decided to go to the beach."Sir we can't go ahead." Mr Joe run to him."What happened?""We're having a flat tire, it isn't a mistak
Awe filled Mr Joe as Joshua walked away. He knows just what to say. Mr Joe felt much better for it. Joshua did not keep enemies and make his come back seem vague, he was sure they will haunt him, faking their demeanour. He sat by the dock whistling the sound that he and Mr Simon had both been fond of.Joshua instead decided to check the small pond. He sat on the wooden area looking out over the glittering turquoise of the sea. Pamela thought he. She would have loved this sight. Crawling to the other turf was the region occupied by some group of fishermen Mr Stark had allowed to own a part of the river and fish there. That is how they went ahead and established a small pond. There were employed fishermen. And are diligent.This did not only create a means of livelihood for the peasants but served as a source of income for the Stark.Agriculture too.He was a broad-minded man.Owning huge about sixty-five per cent of the economy, he was a capitalist.Billy screamed after him to help the
Miss Laura felt her heart begin to race at the non-stop incessant chiming that was coming into her phone.He walked in and stood behind her. He cleared his throat and spoke to her. "What are you thinking?""Mr Stark you're here." She stood up." It's not as if you will stand and watch me walk past the alps," Joshua said with a loud laugh."By the way, you made your grand entrance only a fool would think otherwise."He glanced at her quizzically. "You’ve said little about my suggestion, yet you were the one to mention it some time ago. Do you still think it’s a good one?""Of course, it is, just like Mr Stark you inherited some of his traits. And that would only mean you will shower higher and higher.""I hear that often from you.""Yes, I am having dinner, catch up later." Joshua rolled over and recalled he was supposed to be one at the family dinner.Joshua drove to the small shop. While in his car earlier Priscilla had called him to help her get a hungover drug."Hi, can I get…"Jos
"Alternative. By shocking me with a knife?"The man was senseless; he thought he was manoeuvring his way toward Joshua but was caught. His tactics fail."You've failed again." Joshua mocked taking the knife from his shaking hand. He was burning from the idea that his shop will be shut down."I spent years building that." He sounded pathetic. "I even employed you."Does he know what it means to be pathetic and needy while people throw scorn and mock you all day?"Help?""Yes, I assisted you."Mr Clark made Joshua looks like nobody."And I'm not pleasant when you don't stay in your lane, you've breached Mr Clark.""You can't just get done with me. I know what you can do, why don't you let it slide for this once? They said you're charismatic.""I just heard you badmouth the Stark not too long. Is this how dynamic you're like a chameleon?"Most people tend to be like this. After seeing what Stark has done to anyone that dared come to his pact over the previous years. He decided to steal a
"I thought you said it was only one company."He wondered how they went about without discovering this cheating at a point. This made his aching muscles stir up."Yes. Was there anything I missed out on?" She unwired from the middle of her bed. Joshua sure woke her early. Six o'clock and she got up."We have to go to the company today and hear what silly excuse they've got to give."Joshua got through the door and had his share of breakfast.Derek wondered how he could have managed the company like this."Joshua is efficient and an asshole. Don't you think? He got to kick and who those annoying patriarchs." She sniggers.''I wouldn't blame him even if I had dined the widest. Getting back at those that dare look down on me when I have nothing will be the forefront of my brain.``"Are you a Virgo because you're weird.""You should get yourself back to the countryside, I can't stand your mouthful in this house.""I already know you're just pulling your leg."Derek smirked, he knew that o
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