His words hit me like a rock. I felt the good in this man and had just a little time to enjoy his company. I have never gotten such good vibes from meeting someone for the first time before but now that I have..."Sir. Are you saying that no one else knows about this?" I asked Mr. Wilson."Yes. I'm too scared of what might happen if I tell them. Tamira in particular will be so shattered. I am her everything. Who will be there for her when I'm gone?" Mr. Wilson answered.I don't know why but I held on to this man's hand and looked directly at his face. "Mr. Wilson, I will take care of Tamira. You can be sure of that." I said."I know you will not disappoint but I would rather you don't." Mr. Wilson said."Why not sir?" I asked him. "Just look around you. This is a big mansion and at the same time filled with not just my family but also workers who might despise you for what happened here today. It is obvious that my wife and two sons want to make your life miserable." Mr. Wilson said
"You want to start your foolish partying habit here as well?" Xavier asked Alex."It's not foolish. You don't expect me to put on a strict face like you all the time. I mean, there are ladies there. You gotta let loose." Alex said to Xavier."That's enough boys." Mrs. Wilson intruded before it could turn into something else. "Alex, why do you want to take the houseboy to a party?" Mrs. Wilson asked."Mother you of all people should know why. I always bring entertainment with me to parties and this time it's going to be a houseboy making a fool out of himself." Alex said.They all discussed me like I was nothing like I wasn't even there in the room with them in the first place. "Follow me," Alex said and left the room. I followed him as he said and we arrived at his room."Wait here," he said and went into his room. It didn't take long before he came out and locked the door. "Follow," Alex said and I was doing just that. We went outside and he made me sit in his car with him. After a
I opened my eyes only to find myself in an abandoned and uncompleted building. I had no clue of what was happening or why and how. All I knew was that I had to leave that place irrespective of how I got myself there.I don't even remember anything that happened in the bar. Only that I was drinking a lot on Alex's orders. Did I get drunk? Maybe that's how I got here. I wanted to stand up but I couldn't do so or move my hands either.I looked at myself through a bit blurry eyes and slowly as I struggled to see everything was finally clear. I saw myself tied to a chair and my hand tied behind my back.Who did this to me? I would not have been able to do it to myself. Especially not in a drunken state."Hey! Who's there?!" I shouted. No answer came. "Damn it! How did I get here?! Who tied me up?!" I shouted again but still, no answer came.After some time I started to hear footsteps in the building, "Boss. He's awake." someone said. "Who's there?!" I asked once more. I felt a hand slap
"Huh? Why not?" Tamira asked, unexpectant of my words. "Why can't you get new clothes?" she asked again. "It's not by my choice. It's just that Mrs. Wilson... ""Mrs. Wilson what?" I got interrupted. Both I and Tamira watched her mother approach us. "What were you going to say, peasant boy?" Mrs. Wilson questioned. I stood there with my head bowed. "I can see you are starting to grow horns of your own. Were you just about to lie with my name?" Mrs. Wilson asked me. "I'm sure that is not the case mom. I was just asking him to take a bath and change his clothes. I want to take him shopping for more clothes. He's been wearing a single one since the day he started working here." Tamira said to Mrs. Wilson. Mrs. Wilson laughed, "New clothes for the houseboy? And why? You said it's because he has been wearing the same clothes since he started working here." Mrs. Wilson said. "Yes, that is right mom. I mean, how can he be... ""Quiet Tamira!" Mrs. Wilson interrupted. "Tell me, is there
I shut the door and my grip on the door handle was maintained. I held it so tight and watched my veins popping out. Who are they to decide my fate? Who told them a lowlife will always amount to nothing? I may be poor now but my future will surpass whatever it is they think that they own. Let them enjoy their riches for now. They should enjoy it all because none of it will last long in their hands. Once I discover every secret, every hidden truth of theirs, my life will go up to the next level. Marrying Tamira is only the doorway, my main goal has not been uncovered yet but when it is... Even your connections are worthless before my feet. I looked at the spaghetti in my other hand and smiled. I let go of the door handle and sat down on the side of my bed. I stabbed the center of the plate with the fork and turned it, gathering a lot of spaghetti unto the York, and lifted it to my mouth and ate. It tasted delicious and that is how my victory over my mother's killers will taste. I
Alex tightened his fist on the table and stared carefully as if listening in on his father's footsteps. He slammed his fist hand on the table and got up from the seat he was still on. "So the old fool thinks he can speak to me however he likes? Just wait and sees what I will do next." Alex said, angrily. Alex looked at me with the same anger and hatred, "And you?! What do you think you are doing here?! Go wash the dishes!" he ordered and walked off. I made my way to the kitchen and started to wash as I was ordered to. While I did the washing I noticed that the maids were finally staying in their lane. I would catch their glances but they would look away immediately in return. What happened to the last maid must have thought them a lesson. I finished with the dishes in a matter of minutes and left the kitchen to find some other work to do. Maybe mop? I took a mopping stick out of the attic and fetched water into the bucket. I'll just do the stairs. I went to the top where the st
"I am the one who gave you the job and I will be the one to take it. No one else is allowed. Now please, can I come in?" Tamira replied. "But it's night. It will be awkward to have you around by this time." I retorted. Tamira pushed passed me and entered my room while I quickly shut the door. "Why did you rush like that to close the door? You already checked and there was no one." Tamira asked me. "Your brothers are always popping out of nowhere. Who knows, they might be wizards." I replied and Tamira laughed. "You are so funny Devon, did you know that?" Tamira said. She sat on my bed and took out her phone. "I downloaded a movie for us to watch together. Ever watched a movie before? A full movie." she asked me. "Only glanced at some movies when passing by some people's houses," I answered. "Well, that's sad. But this is your chance to watch a full one." Tamira said. We heard some footsteps and we both exchanged looks at each other. "I would lock that door if I were you," Tamir
Xavier slapped his hand on the wall behind me and my back was against the wall. He cornered me like a predator, "speak up." Xavier said to me, maintaining his usual straight face. "There is nothing sir. I said, hesitantly. Xavier scoffed, " Nothing?" he questioned and stood straight. "Do you think that I am that stupid? Who would lock their room door before leaving it for a common glass of water at night?" Xavier asked. "Sir, I am not used to this place. I feel like it's mean, most people here keep their rooms locked right?" I asked. "No. Not unless it is necessary. And what you did right there was not necessary." Xavier said to me. I opened my mouth to speak but Xavier shut me up with a simple raise of his hand, "Enough of this chit-chat. Why am I even exchanging words with a peasant? Open that door." Xavier demanded. I turned away from Xavier and faced the door. I knew that if I opened it, it would be the end of me. I inserted the key and turned it to unlock. I placed my hand
"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