Devon POV: "We went there last night and Grenade wasn't there and I can tell, neither was Tamira," I said. "Tamira? Do you mean Tamira Wilson? Mrs Wilson's daughter? Why the heck would we want her sir?" one of my men asked me. We were all gathered early this morning, discussing what had happened, "Tamira is a friend and not a foe. She hates her mother just as much." I replied. "That doesn't mean she automatically becomes one of us or that we should help her," he said to me. "She is your boss's wife remember?" Jason said. "Yeah but all that was fake. Nothing real. All was for the mission." another one of my men replied to Jason and then turned to me. There was a somehow awkward silence between us. "Boss. Don't tell me you fell for..." he said, watching my face for my reaction. "What we had was and still is real," I stated. They were all surprised but did not complain, "Then we will help you get her back as well." someone else said and the rest agreed. "Thanks." I found myself
I got out of the room and thankfully, the person I knocked out had a cap on which I could use to hide my face. I made it passed some of Mrs Wilson's men and just as I was approaching the exit, Mrs Wilson walked right in and we almost bumped into each other if not that I dodged on time. "What the hell?! Just who is this dimwit that almost knocked me over?! " Mrs Wilson shouted, two bodyguards, one on either side of her, stood mightily over me and grabbed both of my hands as they lifted me to my feet. Shoot! What a dangerous mistake I just made! I maintained my bowed head, trying for them not to see my face. Mrs Wilson reached out to remove the cap but just as she was doing that and I thought all hope was lost, someone came running and shouting. "Boss! Boss!" I heard a man's voice shouting and panting. "What is it?!" Mrs Wilson questioned, already annoyed as she held back her hand. "It's Grenade!" the man shouted and my heart skipped a beat. Had I just been caught so easily?"Wha
We arrived at the hideout and watched the building from a distance that we hid. There was a lot of security and no way to get in. I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see that it was one of my men. "Boss. Over there," he whispered as he pointed to an opening. "Nice job," I said. "What's the time?" I asked. "Five minutes before its twelve sirs." someone replied to me. "Alright. You all know the plan okay? Now it's my turn." I said to them and they all nodded. I made to get up but Alex held me down by the shoulder, "are you sure about this?" Alex asked me. "I am very sure," I replied and removed his hand. I stood up and walked towards the uncompleted building. No one saw me until I was right in front of the building. All of Mrs Wilson's men held their guns up, pointing their guns at me. "I'm here to see Mrs Wilson," I told them. One of them ran into the building and after he came out, out came Mrs Wilson, grinning from ear to ear. "Well-well-well. The rat has finally come
We arrived back at the mansion. Jason stayed quiet throughout and still did not speak a word after we reached. I, on the other hand, was too pissed off to approach him either. We all went to our rooms in bad moods and it was almost morning, no sleep. I lay in bed and stared at the ceiling. No sleep and it was all because... I don't even want to think about it. Mrs Wilson POV: I watched in rage as Devon escaped in the van with his men. I felt the hotness rising in my chest and I knew I couldn't hold it back anymore. I had to kill Devon, by hook or by crook. I called for another car and in about five minutes it was brought to me. I pushed out the driver and sat in his place. "Madam!" the driver exclaimed in surprise and with pleading eyes. "I can drive myself," I said to the driver. "But madam how will I get back home? This place... I've never been here before and I don't know if it's safe. Please can I at least sit at the back?" the driver asked me politely. I looked at him w
Devon POV: "You are now nothing but a mad woman with no one to call her own," I said to Mrs Wilson as I turned away from her angrily. "Oh!" I exclaimed, just remembering something. "Speaking of nothing to call your own," I said and turned back to Mrs Wilson. "I hinted something to you that time didn't I?" I questioned Mrs Wilson. She glared at me with clear hatred in her eyes. Mrs Wilson did not say a word in response. "Your son Alex is against you today and as for your other son, well," I paused and looked over at Alex. "Your other son, Alex's elder brother and my younger brother, he is dead," I added. Alex looked shocked but untouched. Mrs Wilson on the other hand looked even angrier but somehow the anger changed to a sneer and her eyes looked away."What you don't know, Devon is how to issue threats that will reach the victim's heart." Mrs Wilson said and then looked directly into my eyes. I didn't break the eye contact either. "I do not have a heart, Devon. If I could send
Mrs Wilson POV: I felt something coming in contact with my body and then rubbing against me. I opened my eyes just to realize that there was suddenly someone in the basement with me. That same person was losing the ropes I was tied with. "What the hell? Who are you?" I asked in surprise. "I cannot allow Devon to kill you. I can't let him make such a mistake of becoming someone like you." the person said as he continued to only me.I knew that voice. The person finished and I got up, rubbing my right hand on my left wrist and then vice versa. I looked up to see that it was my son Alex standing in front of me. "You have to leave this place," Alex said to me. I was surprised that Alex of all people was helping me to escape. I knew this was too good to be true and so as he led the way to the door of the basement, I quickly grabbed something heavy and hit him on the head with it. "What are you doing?" Alex asked me, barely getting the words out of his mouth. "I cannot take any cha
I watched in horror as the chair I had gotten Mrs Wilson ties up to, stayed vacant in front of my eyes. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see Jason standing behind me and staring in shock at something. I turned in the same direction he was staring and my heart skipped a beat at the sight of it. Alex was lying in blood with his skull smashed at one side. I felt my legs weaken but I remained standing. "Wh... What happened here?" Jason asked in a whisper. I didn't understand it. How was all this possible? How did this happen right under our noses? I clenched my fists. The hatred I had towards Mrs Wilson mounted inside of me. "Tell my driver to get my car ready. He's outside and always stays close by so he shouldn't be difficult to locate." I said to Jason. "What are you going to do?" Jason asked me. "Something I should have done a long time ago," I answered and walked off before Jason could say a word more. I entered my room and found a gun I hate and kept away for a whil
Mrs Wilson POV: Devon, unlike he had planned, was now the one at my feet. I walked towards him as he kept crawling backwards on the floor with one arm as support. Devon's other arm was bleeding as a result of the shot I made at him and now I would finally have the last laugh."I'm sure you never expected things to turn out this way," I said to Devon. "You will not get away with this! I will make you pay!" Devon yelled. I shook my head, "I don't plan on holding you hostage this time Devon. Goodbye!" I said to Devon. I heard my gate suddenly open and I looked up to see officers rushing in while I still stood pointing the gun at Devon. I smiled and then turned to Devon. I knew the officers will forever be controlled by me. "I guess your dead body will be taken away and buried by the officers when I'm done with you," I said to Devon. "Stop! You are under arrest for attempted murder!" an officer shouted. "No. He will not be going to prison. I want him dead this time. I will not mak
"Okay. I'll go now." I said to mother. "Be careful," she replied as she waved at me. I went from enough and then hid among the trees before changing into city clothes. I found my eyes in the city and although I was amazed at what it looked like, I felt familiar with it. I breathed in some air and then coughed. What was that? I turned and saw a car. Smoke was coming out of the other end. I ran away from it and I almost got hit by another one which was passing by. I ran out of the way and after I did, I saw the car reverse and stop. A door opened and I ran into hiding. I watched from my hiding spot as a man came out of the car and began to yell. "Tamira," he said. I watched him give up and return to the car. The car drove away and I came out of where I was hiding. Was that man going to run me over on purpose? And how crazy can the people here get? Just came out and shouted then returned to his car. Strange. I strolled around the city, making sure not to forget the road I took to
... *FLASHBACK* TAMIRA POV: Mrs Wilson jammed me off the road and as my car crashed, some part of it jammed into my stomach. I crept out of my car in great pain. I already regretted trying to escape on my own in the first place but maybe it's better than another day with that witch. I lay on my back on the floor and the last image I saw was Mrs Wilson's face staring down at me as she stood over me triumphantly. My eyes shut down and all around me was nothing but darkness. *After that moment*I opened my eyes and found myself in a strange place. "Where... Where am I?" I questioned as I sat up and placed my palm on my aching forehead. I looked around from where I was seating up and saw that I was in some sort of shelter that looked like huts from tribes in the old days. I tried to get off what I took to be the bed but my stomach pains struck and I screamed. A woman ran into the hut."Are you alright?!" she exclaimed. I shifted away from her as she stepped closer. "Who are you?" I a
"Devon stop! Stop it!" Jason shouted and dragged me to himself. I began to punch Jason in the stomach but Jason held me tight in a hug. Tears escaped my eyes and soon I weakened. "I love her so much Jason. How can I live without her? What good is the money without her?" I whispered. I knew Jason was in pain from the punches I gave him but he did not bring it up, "you have to let her go Devon. You have to." Jason said to me, softly and I cried. "She is not dead. And I will find her." I said. I parted from Jason and looked at Mrs Wilson one last time. "Let's go," I said to them and turned away, heading out of the building. It was another one-hour drive before I reached what was now known to be my mansion instead of the Wilsons'. Mr Hamilton had already gone back home. I was about to walk into my home when Jason stopped me, "if you want I can stay back. Just to keep you company." Jason said to me. "Thank you. But I think I'll stay alone." I replied. Jason stood there until I closed
With the speed I was in, it didn't take long before I reached the police station. I hopped out of my car and pushed away the officer who wanted to approach me. I passed the gates and entered the main building. "Where is she?!" I asked the first officer I saw in the police station. "Where is who?" he questioned me. "Mrs Wilson! Where is she?!" I answered. "Why are you looking for her sir?" the officer asked me, not minding how I barged in. I left the officer standing there and went in to look through the cells. "I know you are here Mrs Wilson Wilson! Show yourself right now!" I shouted. I searched all the cells but failed to find her. I came out and walked straight to the officer I had left and I grabbed him by the collar. "How come she is not in there?! So you people dared to release her?! Die she find extra money to bribe you with?!" I yelled at the officer. "Call down sir!" the officer exclaimed. "You dare tell me to calm down?!" I replied, ready to throw a punch at his fa
"Me Devon Wilson." someone among them said my name. All the people present in the meeting got up and did not stop staring at me. "We never thought we would be in the same room with the next big thing," he spoke again. "Yes. The next big thing." Mr Hamilton said and walked towards me. After reaching where I was, Mr Hamilton saw Gale and Jason standing t the door. Mr Hamilton glared at Gale and then turned to me, "Sir what are you doing here?" Mr Hamilton asked me. "I came to ask you about Tamira," I answered. "Right now? Mr Devon, I thought I already told you about it. What happened in the past." Mr Hamilton said, almost in a whisper. We both spoke in a tone that we wouldn't be heard by the people from the meeting. "Not that Mr Hamilton. I need to find her right now." I said to Mr Hamilton. "What?!" Mr Hamilton exclaimed and then placed his hand over his mouth when he realized he shouted it. "Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen." Mr Hamilton said and came out of the meeting room wit
Just as I said that to Jason, I received a call. "Who is it?" Jason asked me. "I don't know. It doesn't say." I answered Jason. I answered the call and placed the phone on my ear, "hello?" I said. "Hello, Devon. How is your new life treating you?" the caller said. I recognized the voice to be Grenade's and I parked the car. "You bastard. Where are you?" I said to Grenade. "Who's that Devon?" Jason asked again. "It's Grenade," I answered Jason. "By the tone of your voice, I can tell you already know." Grenade said to me. "Yes, I know! How long did you think you could hide your real personality? So you were working with Mrs Wilson the entire time?!" I replied. I heard Grenade laugh from the other side of the phone, "I was once loyal but where did that get me? Nowhere! I worked next in command to Mr Cranston and what did that old fool do?! He gave all his money, all his property, to some newbie!" Grenade yelled. "And you. You of all people! You got all that and didn't even thin
"Let's just make the most of it while we still can," Jason suggested. "How do you mean?" I asked Jason. "You have a quintillion dollars cooling in your account. What do you mean how?" Jason asked me. I got what he was trying to say, "I'm not sure if it's in my account or still in Mr Wilson's account. After all, I was only told that I had a quintillion dollars in my name." I said to Jason. "Then we should ask the bodyguards about it," Jason replied. "They are just my bodyguards. What would they know?" I questioned Jason. "Let's just ask. You'll never know till you try." Jason said to me. "Call them over and ask," Jason added. I did as Jason said and called them over, "about the money I have in my name, do any of you guys know if it's in my bank account or Mr Wilson's bank account?" I asked the bodyguards. "It has already been transferred into your account hours back sir." one of the bodyguards answered me. That was fast... "See? They knew. So let's go." Jason said, excitedly.
We all sat down, except the bodyguards who remained standing. "So what is all the going on? And my friend here said something about quintillion. I don't understand anything that is happening." I said to Mr Hamilton. "Calm down sir. You will understand it all soon enough. I will explain it to you." Mr Hamilton said. "You see, Mr Wilson had always been a close friend of mine. He shared all his plans with me and I was a loyal and good enough friend to keep all he told me secretly. I knew about the switch since the beginning." Mr Hamilton said to me. "What switch?" I asked Mr Hamilton. "The switch that was made at your birth. You are the son of Mr Wilson. He soon found out about you but only after his wife had already killed your parents." Mr Hamilton explained. "He knew who I was this entire time?!" I exclaimed. "Yes." Mr Hamilton answered. "But then why didn't he say or do anything? He just let me live in poverty! He let me live with someone I thought was my uncle and he didn't
Jason forced his way through and two hefty men shut the door behind him and blocked the door from being passed by others. "What's going on here?" I asked Jason, a bit in panic. "Devon you've made it! You have finally made it big. No, you made it fat!" Jason said to me. "What? I don't understand what you are trying to say." I told Jason. "You are mad rich! Crazy rich! Bastard rich! You have a quintillion dollars in your name! The first ever to be discovered!" Jason shouted in excitement. My eyes widened in shock, "how?!" I asked in amazement. "I was shocked too but it was true!" Jason shouted and shook me back and forth with his hands on my shoulders. "Ouch!" I shouted. "Oh, sorry," Jason said and then took deep breaths trying to calm himself down. "So can you now explain to me?" I asked Jason. "No-no-no," Jason answered. "Mr Wilson's lawyer will explain everything better," Jason told me. "You mean late Mr Wilson's lawyer?" I asked, unsure of what I heard him say. "Yes," Ja