Whatever happened next, Queenie had no idea as she walked out pushing her children's cot. Maria on the other hand, couldn't believe her ears as she stared at the retreating back of Queenie. "I got it! I knew she looked familiar!" One of the women shrieked. She successfully drew everyone's attention to herself, including that of Maria. "Say it already, who is she!" One of them nudged her impatiently. Instead of answering her, the other woman pulled out her phone and searched Queenie's name on Google. When the information came out, she swiped to the pictures and showed it to everyone. "She is Queenie Knight!" Another woman mumbled in disbelief. As soon as those words escaped her lips, the lady closest to her hit her, "Queenie Knight is dead. Didn't you see the news and the harassment Velon Aspen gave to her family after learning of his identity on the news?"Others couldn't help but concur. But the fact remained that the two women looked exactly the same. "Forget it. It might j
In a training center. Still in an unidentified country A woman in white lab coat stands before Natasha who wouldn't stop stretching with a wide smile. "How are you feeling, Miss? Do you feel pain on any part of your body?" "No." Replied Natasha. "Do you sleep well?" The doctor asked again. "My sleep hasn't been this good. I now get to sleep with my eyes tightly closed and a wide grin on my face." Natasha replied, turning to look at the doctor. The doctor continued asking her some questions until she finally left. Natasha flexed her wrists as she suddenly looked towards a certain direction. "How long are you gonna stand there, peeking at me?" Raphael walked out with a wide smile on his face as soon as she was done. "Your sense of hearing seems to have heightened.""Yeah, I can even hear the conversation in the next room. No wonder Queenie was so good at everything." Natasha chuckled. When she heard from the man, she raised her head to look at him. When she saw the man's red ey
HiltoniaQueenie stopped the car in what she thought was supposed to be a cafe. But much to her surprise, she saw a hotel instead. "Why aren't we getting out?" Mishael asked after she had stayed minutes without doing anything. "I know I lost my memories, but I know very well that there was a cafe right here." The woman replied. Mishael looked at the gigantic hotel and then at the surroundings. "When did you visit the cafe last?" Queenie paused before she mumbled slowly, "Three years ago." "Three years ago? And you expect the cafe shop to still be in existence? Really?" Mishael asked all at once. Queenie glanced unhurriedly at him, a glance which made him hold onto his seat in fright. "I'm just trying to say a lot of things could've happened in those three years. The cafe shop might've gone out of business or something related to that." His clarification didn't please her but since there was nothing she could do, she opened the door and got out. She walked to the back seat an
The whole parking lot quietened as everyone looked towards Mishael in disbelief. Who didn't know Mishael Wade, the scientist who was famous for putting an end to a disease which could've killed a lot of people. Another important reason to adore him was the fact he came from a rich family. The single ladies around were the most excited as it had been publicized by his ex-wife when they divorced. So they were looking forward to ending up with such a good man. The man on the other hand, had no idea Pierce could be as shameless as admitting who he was. In his distress, he walked towards Queenie who couldn't help sighing. All she needed was a quiet place to talk with Mishael. "Are you her husband?" A man whose girlfriend's heart had been stolen by Mishael asked in annoyance. Mishael's eyes happened to meet with that of Pierce's which looked like a black hole, aiming to suck him in. "Don't spout nonsense! Queenie is my boss!" The man clarified hurriedly. Unaware that he had called h
Queenie stopped outside the villa and got down. "You mean you have such a splendid house here in Hiltonia and I've been squatting somewhere?" Mishael exclaimed, alighting from the car. Queenie just glanced at him and wheeled in her children. They got in to see the house without any speck of dust. "So not only did you leave your house vacant and refused to tell me, you also appointed cleaners to come clean it every day. How callous!" The man snorted again. "If I knew I had a home like this, I wouldn't have tried to leave Hiltonia in the first place. Stop talking." Queenie said as she glared at the man. Mishael comported himself and sat down on a chair. It had been a stressful day and it was no wonder the triplets were sleeping for the second time that day. She left their cots just beside the chair she sat on and faced Mishael. "What you have to tell me should better be something meaningful or I will be forced to met out a very severe punishment on you." Queenie huffed. "I kno
"You do? Take me to it then!" Mishael requested enthusiastically.Queenie glanced up at him lazily. "I said I remember the place, I never said I still remember the way to the place. I can only see a vague picture in my head right now." Mishael sighed in disappointment. "Do you remember the name of the place?" However, she shook her head, "I only went there with my mother twice. She said it was somewhere she often kept things important to her. I was very young so I don't really remember the route but I do know this place was like a locker. A silver locker." Mishael thought hard for a moment before breathing out. "There are so many places like that. It's unfortunate that you can't remember the exact location. I hope with time it will come back." Then he stopped and glanced nervously at his foot. "But then, your mother must've left some papers during the experiments. She might've written the place down somewhere." Queenie had something to say but refrained from doing so as she wante
Gandios PubThe time was 7:05 in the evening and the Pub was buzzing with people. Within them were a few men who couldn't help looking around every now and then. They only relaxed when they caught sight of a familiar figure. One who had disguised as one of the waitresses, walked towards Queenie. "Hello, you must be Queenie Knight. I've been entrusted to lead you to the private room safely." The man said and Queenie nodded without a word. Queenie was led out of the Pub and towards a private room. "I've been waiting for you, Ms. Knight." A man said as soon as Queenie pushed the door open and walked in. The man had his face covered with a mask, so Queenie had absolutely no way to see what he looked like. "It's nice that I'm that famous. To the point even an unknown person like you knows who I am?" Queenie said with a smile and sat down opposite him. The man chuckled loudly and reached for the wine on the table. "Have a seat, let's drink while we talk." Queenie had no reason to r
Natasha stood before Queenie in all her glory. Queenie couldn't help gazing at her in amazement wondering where her sister had suddenly gotten the audacity to make such a glorious appearance. Natasha stood in front of Queenie's car, expecting the latter to step out of the car in shock. She had totally forgotten the Queenie who would've acted that way was the one who lost her memories and not the one she had grown up beside. Honk! Honk!The horns startled Natasha who wasn't expecting a thing like that. "Get the hell out of the way, lady!" Queenie yelled from her car, and kept horning. A woman standing in the middle of the road was already a strange sight to behold but when being honked at but still remained at the same position was even more shocking. Queenie side and started her car again, she me swiftly moved to the other lane and drove away. She placed a call to Jessica as soon as she was free from Natasha. "Give me the list of everyone who had gotten into the country durin
Pierce walked out of the bathroom with a towel tied loosely around his waist. Queenie who had been sulking on the bed raised her eyes to say something but it got stuck in her throat seeing his chiseled muscles.It also occurred to her this was the most intimate she had ever been with Pierce. Her body heated up at the thought of that and she groaned in displeasure. She was supposed to be angry but she was horny instead. Pierce had no idea what was going on with her but he did notice her frown deepened every passing second. "Queenie, are you alright?" He asked slowly and she snapped out of her thoughts. However, she ignored him. The man chuckled to himself and walked to the clothes he had taken off before going to have his bath. He took out something and handed it over to her. "Just like I thought, you were the one with the diary." She mumbled as she took it. "Yes. I came across it once in her office and decided to take it. Unfortunately, when I read the part regarding the formula,
Velon managed to get them through the corridor undetected. Queenie practically limped the whole time but quietly. However, just before they got to the elevator, they saw a green light and froze. There was someone inside. There was no time for them to decide as the elevator dinged open and Henry walked out of it. His face scrunched over when he realized what was going on and he immediately raised an alarm. "Who are you and who gave you the go ahead order to move them?" His sharp voice echoed throughout the empty corridor. Velon and Queenie felt movements towards them and sighed silently. Just like that, their perfect escape had been ruined by a lousy mouth relative. Despite her weak state, she tried to move when Velon held her back. "If you do that they'll get you again. Just get into the elevator." Upon hearing him, Henry scoffed and stood guard in front of the elevator door. Taking Queenie down would've been an impossible task but at this point, he knew she was beyond weak and
"But I still don't understand what the talk has to do with your plan with the formula for more drugs." Queenie scoffed, turning her face back to Mishael. "True. I've deviated from my storyline." The man replied, flashing an apologetic smile. "My father spent all his life's savings on Transformers because he knew he'd get more out of the product. The Transformers' drugs boost the human body. Increases things like speed, retention ability and some special abilities one might acquire as a side effect." "So you're trying to tell me you plan on doing the same thing which caused my mother to burn down the laboratory in the first place?" Queenie asked just to be sure and the man nodded. "It's called, continuing the family's legacy." Mishael enunciated and walked back to where he dropped his bottle of bourbon. "What if they don't find it?" Queenie asked as he filled his cup again. He only gave a dark chuckle. "I don't mind doing the same thing my father did." "Bring children and use the
Texas Velon returned home after being released by Queenie. He first had his son released but as he looked down at the boy, his heart skipped when he realized there was no resemblance between. "Daddy, those people took mommy away." Matt said, tears brewing in his eyes. He hadn't forgotten the sight he saw that day. "We'll go to mommy now. Don't cry." Velon consoled snapping out of his world.He grabbed the boy and took him into his arms. Just to affirm that Queenie was just messing with him, he stopped by a hospital and had them run a paternity test. "The result will be out in an hour, sir." The doctor told him. Then his eyes settled on Matt. "You have a handsome boy." "Thank you." Velon replied and led Matt out of the hospital. "The results can also be sent to your email in case you don't make it here on time. It's always more convenient." The doctor added with a smile. Finding no harm in it, Velon gave the doctor his email address before leaving. He found the police station w
Lucas and Audrey turned to see Deborah standing behind them with a smile. The most baffling thing was that they had no idea when she arrived. "How long have you been here?" Lucas asked, turning to her fully. Deborah flicked her wristwatch and stared at the time for a few seconds before raising her head again, "Three minutes. Just enough to kill you both and dump your bodies in the middle of the sea."If she was trying to scare them, she didn't succeed as they just stared at her blankly. "What are you doing here?" Deborah asked again, furrowing his brows in displeasure. "I worked for your parents. Of course I had to attend your father's funeral." Deborah replied with a snicker. "They gave you away. Frankly speaking, you don't look like you care about him." Lucas continued saying while Audrey watched silently. "You're right." Deborah chuckled, "I came to be sure Queenie won't run with the medicine she purified. It's unfortunate that Mishael now has his hands on her." "Mishael? Li
Mishael turned off his phone and turned his attention back to Queenie. David stood by the side with tears in his eyes. Just a few minutes ago, Mishael had suddenly instructed him to strung up Queenie and hit her. He had obeyed since he was hypnotized. "You know you don't have to make him watch as you hit me." Queenie who had regained her breath said. Mishael picked up his glass and walked close to her. "Then where's the fun?" Queenie sighed and lowered her head. "You do know they might not find the diary, don't you?" "Yes, I do." "That's good to know. What do you intend to do when they don't find it?" She asked and the man grinned crazily. "I intend to cut off your body parts for every hour it takes them to find it. It'll be a really unfortunate sight if they don't hand me that diary." Mishael replied, taking a slip from his cup. "I can help you find it. My mother stayed away from home almost all the time. So I made it a habit to follow her thinking she was cheating on my dad.
Knight's Mansion Natasha watched the funeral from a reasonable distance. She turned and headed back to her room when a hand reached out and dragged her into a corner. "It's me." Lucian shushed Natasha who was about to become violent making her freeze momentarily. She looked up to see her three elder brothers looking down at her with stoic looks. This was the closest she had been with them ever since they grew up. "I didn't come to cause Queenie any harm." She told them after a minute passed with none of them saying anything. However, her words were far from what Lucas needed to hear. He opened his mouth to say something. Fortunately, Lucian beat him to it. "When did you become so close to Queenie?"Natasha looked up at them silently. It was clear from the look in her eyes she wanted nothing other than to run away from them. But that only made the protective brothers curious. "I'm sorry but I'm not supposed to be discussing that with you." She told them after their gazes became
Queenie's pupils dilated as soon as she heard that name. "Now, give me the envelope." David said afterward and Queenie reluctantly gave it to him. There was no debating it. If she resisted, David would kill himself and Mishael would send someone else after her. If she still refused to hand it over, the same thing would keep repeating. David glanced at the envelope quickly before putting it into his suit pocket. Then he glanced up at her and said, "Mishael says thank you." He got up and lowered his gun. "Mishael, that bastard!" She groaned, trying her best to rein the anger within her. How Mishael had manipulated David to be so stupid was what baffled her. "Give me the gun." She told him but the boy shook his head with a confused look. "I don't want to give it to you." "Then point it at me before I get my hands on you." David had an even more confusing look on his face when he heard her. He glanced at his gun again and tried to point it at her but realized he couldn't. "Queen
"When did you find out?" Lucas asked. "Yesterday during my talk with Deborah." Queenie replied, "When did you two get your information as well?" "Oh, from Mary Leicester. She was one of the founding members of the experiment." Roxanne retorted. Lucas also nodded in agreement. "In as much as I want to continue this discussion, I have a father and a husband to mourn. After this funeral, I'll get to the bottom of all this." Queenie sighed and got up. Lucas and Roxanne also took that as their cue to leave and left as soon as Queenie made her way into her closet. "You think she's really affected by Pierce's demise?" Roxanne asked sadly as they walked in the corridor. "I don't know." Lucas said, at a loss at what to say. Queenie had always been one who hated revealing her emotions to people. He could imagine how hard it was for her. Not only had she lost the only father figure she had, she also lost her husband on the day of her father's funeral. Anyone would be racked up with pain.