I arrived at the Wilsons' family mansion in the clothes that Tamira sent to me. I knocked and after some time the door was answered by a maid."Good day sir, how may I hold you?" the maid inquired and coughed a bit. I could see that she was struggling with something. When she couldn't hold it anymore she held on to her nose and I knew the message she was passing. Why wouldn't I stink this bad? It's not like water was constantly available for us on the side of the city we lived in."I am here for the job of a house boy," I answered."Houseboy?" she questioned and coughed like she almost choked. "No such openings here. The wrong house," she told me. "Miss Tamira herself sent for me," I told the maid."I told you there is no such opening. Anyways, hold on and I will ask her about it." the maid said and hurriedly slammed the door shut.I waited for the maid who took five minutes before returning. "Come in and follow me." the maid said to me.The maid moved aside and I walked into the m
I sat up on the bed and immediately I heard footsteps at the door. I waited and listened but the footsteps had already stopped. I sighed in relief but right after that the door to the room opened and two people walked in and stood right in front of me who was still seated on the bed.Towering over me, all of a sudden were two guys. "Who are you and what are you doing in this room?" the first one asked."I am the new houseboy," I answered.They both looked so familiar and I couldn't help but stare intently just trying to remember who they were."What do you think you are doing?" the second asked.I remembered who they were and I became instantly irritated by their presence. Those were the two numbskulls who made their driver splash mud all over me."Wait a minute Xavier. This guy looks familiar." the second said to the first. He snapped his fingers as he remembered who I was. "It's the same cheap thing we splashed mud on yesterday." the second added."You don't say. Alex, I think our
She gave me the thing in and I looked at it strangely. "It's a vacuum cleaner., she said after noticing my clear confusion."Here, I will show you how to use it." the maid said and took it from my hands. She showed me how to turn it on and off and the way it is used. I accepted it back from her, "Thank you." I said and started to use it.I saw as Alex's face changed to an angry one. He glared at me and then walked in a different direction.I was vacuuming when I noticed yet another maid staring at me but this time from afar and hid immediately after she noticed I saw her. I had no clue why the maids were suddenly so... I don't even have a word for their behaviorI finished with the vacuuming and just then Xavier approached me. He was having a glass of wine in his hand and he emptied it on me and the rug."My mistake., he said, not hiding the fact that he did it on purpose."Scrub the rug." Xavier said, looking at me with indifference "Yes sir., I answered.I returned to the attic wit
"What took you so long? Are you answering or are you just going to stand there looking like a baboon?" Alex asked me. I opened my mouth to speak but then he interrupted me. "You know what? Forget it. Just get to scrubbing." Alex said, waving me off. I went on my knees and started to scrub. In no time I was done and went to get rid of the water. Right when I was out of Xavier's and Alex's sight, a maid came and took everything off my hands. I snatched it back, already pissed off by their actions. This was too strange for me and if they all refuse to explain themselves then I refuse to be helped. "Excuse me." the maid said and blocked my way. I slapped my palm against my forehead and then rubbed it downwards against my face. "What is it?" I asked her. "Why are you rejecting my help? Am I not as pretty as the others?" she asked, leaving me with an uneasy feeling. "What?!" I exclaimed. "You don't find me as attractive as the others who helped you." the maid said. "What's my busine
"What the hell?! Tamira! Of all the pathetic men you could have done that with?! You chose a houseboy?!" Xavier yelled.It showed so clearly how much Xavier was fuming from the sight of what he had just seen. "We were not doing anything Xavier. Don't be so dramatic." Tamira said, trying her best to wave it off as though it was a minor thing."Tamira this is trash! I don't ever want to see you near that... that..." Xavier was so mad that he couldn't even find proper words to use."You!" Xavier said, pointing directly at me with his finger. "Get out!" he added.With my head humbly bowed, I left Tamira's room, and almost immediately, I heard the door slam shut behind me."I let you out too soon," Xavier said and I heard keys and the sound of the door being locked."Xavier you can't just do that to me! I did nothing wrong and you know it! Nothing happened between..." Tamira was saying but then Xavier interrupted."Was this the same poor nobody that mother was talking to me and Alex about
"No issue," I said and drove away. I made it to my son's mansion and parked inside after the gates were opened for me.I opened the car door and stepped out. I threw the keys at the approaching driver and he missed it. As the key fell to the floor I took off my glasses and scowled at the terrified driver."Madam... I... I am very sorry. It won't repeat itself." the driver pleaded with me, already predicting what would happen to him next."You are right about something," I said as I folded my glasses with both my hands."This is not going to repeat itself," I said. "Consider this your last night here," I added and started to walk away.I paused my steps and without turning around I said, "And by the way. You will not be paid a dime for this month."I resumed heading towards the entrance of the mansion and didn't bother to stop as the driver yelled from behind me."Please, Mrs. Wilson! I need the money! You can fire me but please let me receive this month's payment!" he sounded as if in
*The next morning*I stretched in bed and I yawned as well. I sat up and then stood up just in time to hear the last ringing of my phone.And with weary eyes, I checked for the caller and saw the name, Mr. Cranston. Ugh! What is it this time?I dialed his number and waited for him to pick up the phone. After a while of listening to the buzzing of my phone, he finally picked up the call."I just saw your missed call. What do you want?" I asked him. I'm sure my voice on the phone conveyed that I was just waking up from sleep."Don't tell me you are just waking up now Mrs. Wilson." Mr. Cranston's voice sounded from my phone."How's that your business? Anyways, let's just say I did not sleep with a good mind." I replied."Now tell me the reason why you called me," I added."Just to inform you that my boys were caught with your supply of cocaine to them. My spies informed me that they haven't uttered a single word to the police. You have to get them out of there." Mr. Cranstone said as if
I stopped by at the roadside and got expensive alcohol before resuming my drive to the police station.It didn't take long before I reached the police station and parked near it. With the help of my mirror, I watched myself apply lip gloss. I stepped out of the car and that was when my phone beeped. My husband may be old but not me. Our relationship was that of age gap so I still had part of my beauty as a young girl back in the days. Of course, getting myself married to a rich man was my goal too and I succeeded in it.I checked my phone and saw that my agent had sent the picture of the man in charge. He didn't look that far from my age and that made my job easier.I walked into the police station and requested to speak with their boss. An officer led me to an inner room and went in while I stood outside the door.After a few minutes, the officer came out and so did another man. "He'll attend to you now Mrs. Wilson." the officer said to me.I walked in and the man stood up and salut
"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