Devon POV: Xavier got up almost immediately after Tamira did and I found it suspicious because of the way he kept glancing back at her. "Excuse me," I said to Mrs. Wilson and got up. I went in search of Xavier just in case and found him when I was going up the stairs. He was standing under the staircase but I could see part of his phone. How come he was watching the front of Tamira's room door? Wait... Did he... I walked faster up the stairs and I hoped Tamira was not saying something she was going to regret saying later. On my way to Tamira's room, I spotted the particular camera that faced her door. I knew that kind of camera to have a very penetrating recording system when it comes to listening to people's conversations. I slowed my pace and entered the room casually because I knew that he will not just be listening but also still watching. I entered Tamira's room and somehow managed to see the name of who she was calling on the phone. It was Alex. Damn it! This girl was goi
I waited in my room and watched through the same camera on my phone. Roco came out of the room with Tamira and a car key in his hand. Where were they planning to go?I came out of my room and followed them at a safe distance. Tamira sat in front and Roco stayed in the driver's seat.They drove out of the gates and I entered my car and drove after them. I made sure that would not be seen and after some blocks where passed, Roco stopped the car and dropped Tamira in front of a building.She waved at him and he continued the rest of the way without her. That was strange... I followed Roco instead of watching Tamira. She was none of my business after all.He continued to drive for twenty minutes more and I was beginning to question if he was going someplace within this country or out because the entire drive from the mansion was a full-on one hour.He kept taking strange turns and sometimes I felt like I had already gone past some places. I've had enough of this! I went closer and closer
I didn't know if it was just his bad aim or my good luck but thankfully, Xavier's bullet scratched me only on the side of my stomach.I used the shovel and covered up the hole in which I had I had thrown Xavier. I wondered why he had a shovel in the booth of his car. Until I saw the shovel, my original plan was just to throw him into the thick bushes.I finished up and drove Xavier's car into a corner in some different set of bushes that hid it well. Now how will I get back to the mansion? This place is empty. The longer I stay away then the higher any suspicion of me would grow.Just as I was stuck wondering how to get back, I saw a truck far off. I ran towards the road and stood at the roadside as I waited for the truck to come near me. I made sure to hide the side of my stomach with my other hand and I waved at the truck. "Hey! Hey! Help! Please pull over!" I shouted. Luckily for me, I was noticed and the truck driver stopped near me.I went to the truck and looked through its win
In the heat of the moment, I wondered if I could tell Tamira about Xavier. How I was almost killed and that was how I found out about the Will.Still, I wasn't sure if Xavier's words were the truth. Me being swapped with Tamira at birth and Mr. Wilson handing everything to me.But why would Xavier use that as a form of lie? There is some truth in what he said and until I find out for sure, I cannot let Tamira know about anything concerning it and about me killing Xavier. I don't know what she will start viewing me as."You know... Underneath all the arguments and quarrels they usually had, I thought they loved each other but this changed everything. Even while their father was sick, his mother seemed to only care about his money and property. On the day of the reading of the Will, the Will was nowhere to be found." Tamira said and then scoffed."Maybe they weren't mentioned in it after all," she added."You mean you believe what I am saying?" I asked her, surprised at how she took it
Tamira POV: I opened my eyes and found myself in a strange place. My first thoughts were 'Where the hell am I?' Suddenly, I recalled what had happened earlier. It was my mother. I had to get back to the mansion. I don't know what she would do to Devon. I can't let her harm him. I dipped my hand in my pocket and at the same time looked around for my purse. My mother had abandoned me here with nothing, not even a phone. Now I am done with it. I fell to my knees in a burnt surrounding with which I felt no familiarity and I cried my eyes out. What am I supposed to do now? I'm trapped here and will most likely starve here. After some minutes passed and it was slowly beginning to approach the night, I got on my feet. I could not just seat and wait for my fate to be decided by my situation. I had to find someone or at least some place which I can recognize my way back home through. I went in search of a road I could follow and in no time, I found one. I walked for what felt like hours w
I arrived at the party which was already in full swing by the time I got there. "You finally made it. I was doubting if you would come at all," he added as he approached me. "How could I ever miss it when my manager just won't get off my back about it?" I replied. "Meet Alberto Del. He is your opponent for the upcoming match this Saturday." my manager said as he gestured me towards a man in a suit who held a wine glass in his hand. "Ah, Jason. It's nice to finally meet you." Alberto Del said to me. We shook hands with each other, "Good that I can see what will be your past face by the time I beat you to a pulp." I replied to Alberto Del. Our hands parted from the shake, "I like your confidence, my man. It's too bad it's not going to last till when you enter the ring." Alberto Del said to me. We both looked at each other, all smiles, but with a hidden fury in our eyes. Alberto had somehow managed to maintain his championship for two years but he should be ready for me. I'm the o
I sat down and began to think but no idea came to mind on what to do. "Maybe there is the help we can reach?" Alex said. "Who?" I asked. "I don't think the authorities can do anything about this," I added. "Not the authorities but Mr. Cranston," Alex said. "What? Who the hell is that?" I asked Alex. "He used to be our rival in the mafia but turned into our partner. I think he can help. I'm sure he still gates our mother and will do anything to bring her down." Alex explained. "No-no-no Alex. I do not want to get involved with a gang." I instantly said. "Even the thought of it is horrible. This could turn out very bad for us." I said. "Do you have any better ideas?" Alex asked me, his arms folded across his chest as he waited for my answer. "No." I hesitantly replied. "Which means we are going with my idea," Alex said. To that, I remained silent. Alex came closer to me and put his arms around me, hugging me, "don't worry Tamira. Everything is going to be fine." he said to me.
Roughly a minute later, I received a text on my phone. It had the plate number of the person's car. I sent it to one of my agents who specializes in that area of expertise and along with the text that she should send me the location of that person. I entered my car and sat in it waiting for a response. It didn't take long before a reply came in. I was surprised to see all the details about the car owner. He was a boxer called Jason and a very wealthy one at that. I felt strange when I saw his picture. I felt like I had seen him before. I zoomed in on his face but it only became a blur. I checked a different picture which had a clearer view of the boxer's face and after a while, I finally recalled where I hate seeing him. He used to follow that Devon around that time when he was poor nobody. It's been a while since I last saw this face and I'm sure it's been a while on Devon's part as well. Wow, wow, wow. So now I must go to his place and retrieve Tamira. I put my phone aside and p
"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