After I was sure that Tamira was gone I spoke up again, "Tell me, what do you want with my sister? Do you have feelings for her?" I asked. Devon did not reply a word to me. "Why are you silent? Are you trying to make me look stupid? Answer me now you moron!" I yelled to his face as I cornered him and placed my hands on the sink on either side of him, giving him no room to escape. Devon POV: I stood there right before Alex who made sure I didn't get any space to leave. I was speechless and confused at the same time. What had come over him? "You love her don't you?" Alex questioned and just as before, I maintained my silence. "Speak damn it!" Alex ordered but I still did not say a word. "There is something that I have to tell you," Alex said to me, intimately. I began to feel strange and all I wanted was for him to just leave. "I love you," Alex said to me. My eyes widened in shock. So much that I thought that my eyeballs would fall out of their sockets. Alex was homosexual thi
"You want me to end my own brother's life? Your son's mother. Alex is your son." Xavier replied. "Do not forget that I have another son and that son is you. Alex is useless for me now and before he can spill the beans about us to anyone, you need to get rid of him." I explained. I saw that Xavier was being hesitant so I got up from my seat and walked up to him. In his ear, I whispered, "you know my status in the organization, and trust me, if you want to take over from me, you have to be the only heir. Alex is nothing but a competition.""I will do as you order me to mother. Trust that even a drop of blood will not be traced. This will be clean and quick." Xavier said to me. I smiled at him in satisfaction, "I know you are capable."Devon POV: Mrs. Wilson had told me not to leave anymore and to return but stay in the attic. Yeah, I will do that but not right now that an opportunity is staring me right in the face. I touched my pocket and discovered that I still had my phone in it
He checked the phone, typed something into it, and then put it back into his pocket. "A houseboy like you can't do anything so since you are curious I might as well tell you right?" Alex said. "No one would believe you anyway," Alex added. "So what is it that Mrs. Wilson leads?" I asked and waited anxiously for him to speak. "My mother, if I hold still call her that, is the leader of the silent death gang. The most wanted criminal organization in the world. I and my brother are supposed to take over after her but now that I am out of the picture I guess it's just going to be Xavier." Alex answered. "Your mother who?" I asked. There was a short silence and when I realized my mistake it was too late. "Wait wait wait. Just hold on Devon, are you recording this?" Alex asked me. "No. I am not recording anything." I said. But of course, Alex did not believe me. "Are you crazy? You want to get me killed or what?! Was it my mother who sent you to test me?!" Alex questioned as he tried
I opened the door only to hit Tamira while entering. When Tamira saw that it was me, she grabbed my ear like a mother would hold her stubborn child's ear, "where have you been?" Tamira questioned me. I looked behind and there was no one. Thankfully that guard didn't follow up to see this scene play. "Outside," I answered. "Give me the precise location Devon. Where you went to see some girl?" she asked me. "No! Please I beg of you to let go. You are hurting me." I pleaded. This girl's hand was like iron. Tamira let go of my ear and I began to massage it with one of my hands, "oh I see. So you went after my brother, right? So you are gay too." Tamira said and I shot her a threatening glare. "I'm not into men. Please do not accuse me that way. What business do I have with your brother that I would follow him?" I said as if her words had offended me, and I walked away to the attic which was now my new room. I looked around in the attic and there was hardly any space for me to slee
"Did you send the houseboy out to get a charger for you?" Mrs. Wilson asked Tamira. Tamira was going to look at me but her mother wasn't making it easy for her. My heart was pounding as I eagerly waited for Tamira's answer, "yes" Tamera answered Mrs. Wilson. I opened my eyes which I had tightened shut and felt like a heavy weight was just lifted from me. "I sent him to buy me a charger. I'm buying it for one of my friends whose charger I cut so..." Tamira said to her mother. "Hold on." Mrs. Tamira said, moving away from the hand in which she held the charger so Tamira won't take it. "You sent him to buy the charger. I'm not arguing with that. But then, why did he have to take it from inside his room?" Mrs. Wilson questioned. "Uhh..." Tamira hung her mouth open, not sure of what to say. "Well?" Mrs. Wilson urged and crossed her arms in victory. "It was yesterday madam. I forgot to give it to miss Tamira here and it was later after she asked for it today that I remembered. And b
Devon POV: I stood at a distance and watched the husband and wife face off. I didn't exactly plan this but thank goodness that I no longer have to answer Mr. Wilson's question. "I am allowed to do what I want when I want and how I want. I am a grown-up and do not need permission from you just because you're like a decade older than me!" Mrs. Wilson yelled. "I don't know what is wrong with you. You've changed so much from the woman I used to know. Please you can't just treat people badly just because." Mr. Wilson said. Mrs. Wilson straightened up and walked to where I was standing. Mrs. Wilson gave me it. Wilson a sly smile and slapped me right after she changed that smile into a frown. "Are you crazy?!" Mr. Wilson exclaimed. "Why do you ask that? I am only showing you that I can do whatever I want to whatever low-class thing I hire. They belong to me and I will crush them if I must." Mrs. Wilson replied to her husband. "Give me the keys to his room." Mr. Wilson said to his wife
One of them opened the gates while I picked up Mr. Wilson from where I put him. Tamira's driver only got the car halfway in when the car suddenly stopped. Tamira rushed out of the car and came to meet me, "oh my God! Devon what happened to my father?! She asked me, touching all over his face. She looked at me, " And what happened with you?!" Tamira panicked. "Oh my God. No time to talk. Quickly! Put him in my car!" Tamira said and opened the door to the back seat of her car. She sat at the back with her dad. "Seat at the front Devon. We are going together." Tamira said to me. I sat in the front seat and Tamira turned to the driver, "take us to the hospital!" she ordered, tapping the driver's shoulder repeatedly. The driver backed the car into the road and zoomed off. "Oh, God. Please keep my father alive." Tamira said, her hands joined together and her eyes teary. "Your dad will be fine," I said to her, looking at her from the head mirror. I looked away when she looked back at m
"I'm sorry I had to break this news to you." the doctor said. "Can we see him right now?" I asked the doctor. "Of course. But be careful with him. His life is standing on a thin line right now." the doctor replied and walked off. "Why didn't he tell me anything. I'm his daughter and I should at least be aware if not anyone else." Tamira said to me. "He knew it would hurt you this way and that's why he kept it a secret," I told Tamira. "Let's just go inside and see him. Try and be strong." I added. Tamira moved away from me and whipped her tears away, "okay." she said. I opened the door and waited for Tamira to go in first. Tamira Walker into the room and I followed her after. Tamira sat on a chair already set beside Mr. Wilson's bed, "Tamira." Mr. Wilson called her name. He held his daughter's hand and took it closer to himself. "How are you doing?" he asked her. "I should be the one asking you that question," Tamira replied to Mr. Wilson. "I'm not the one who was crying." Mr
"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