Henry walked out of the hospital in a daze. She was daughter after all. He hastened his footsteps to the car and hopped in a quite excited manner.So she was his daughter?He glanced at the DNA results again, and placed it over his chest. He then caressed the result like it was a piece of gold.He grinned, and then he thought of something and frowned,'Why was Quinn trying so hard to hide everything from me?' He thought to himself.She was his daughter, so why the fuss?There and then he made up his mind. He was going to 'divorce' Kathleen immediately he got home. And then he was going to visit the Stones..He was ready to do anything; anything to take back his daughter, and her mother if possible.He turned on the ignition of his car, and drove towards the direction of his family's mansion.They needed to talk.==≠===================Parker was obviously angered when he saw the photos placed on the table.. Few days ago, he had gotten a call from Kathleen; his daughter in-law.She ha
I will get you back from him.Henry paces anxiously in his room. He was waiting for Quinn to come back.There were many unanswered questions he wanted to ask Quinn.Like, 'why was she trying so hard to hide the truth from him'?Was there a reason for her actions? He heard the door open, and rushed downstairs.Quinn walked into the living room tiredly. She was exhausted.She was startled when she saw Henry rushing downstairs.What was up with him? Why was he looking at her with such burning gaze?"What is wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?" Quinn decided to stop acting formally around him."What was your reason?" Henry grabbed her and pulled her towards him.He hugged her tightly, burying his head in the crook of her neck."Pardon?" Quinn was surprised by his question."Why did you hide the fact that Emelda is my daughter?" Henry asked hoarsely."Your daughter? I think you must be mistaken, Henry." Quinn replied softly."I am? Come with me." He grabbed her hands and pulled her
Daughter-in-law to be.Henry's parents walked straight to the doorstep, and pushed the door open. It wasn't even locked!They sauntered into the living room with a smile plastered on their faces. They were finally going to see Quinn Stones!As they walked in, they directly walked over to the couch and made themselves comfortable.Quinn walked downstairs, and she was surprised to see the people seated in the living room."Good day." She nodded at them politely.Parker was displeased by her attitude, but he says nothing. After all, the girl standing in front of them was the foster daughter of the Stones, and their potential daughter-in-law!"Take a sit... We are Henry's parents." Parker introduced."Oh, welcome. But Henry isn't around..." Quinn was puzzled.Why would they visit by this time? She was sure they knew that Henry would be at work by that time of the day.So why did they visit?Unless of course, they had other intentions.."Oh... We are aware of that.." Matilda smiled.Quinn
Jayden sighed, as he watched the scenery through the window. He just landed in Washington DC.'It's been a while.'He sighed to himself again.........................Khloe was startled, when she heard the doorbell ring. She raced to the door, and opened the door.However, when she opened the door, she was surprised by who was standing at her doorstep.But, the surprise didn't last for long,"Jayden?" Her voice was slightly emotional as she pounced on him.How long had it been since she had seen this friend of hers??"Khloe." Jayden said in an emotion laden voice.He had missed all of them so much."Hey... Stop it. We aren't acting a tragic drama here." Khloe smiled, although her eyes were reddened."You started it." Jayden shrugged."Let's go in." She opened the door widely and both of them went inside."What do I serve you? Brandy, or whiskey?" She smiled.Jayden didn't respond. He got up and directly walked over to Khloe's mini bar."I'm not a stranger, why are you treating me lik
Henry parked his car directly at the parking lot of the Stones mansion.He sat inside his car for a while, even after turning off the ignition. How would they receive him?Finally, he got out of the car, and approached the doorstep.Guards weren't even stationed at the entrance. Well, it wasn't as if they needed one anyway.Who in his right mind, would dare initiate an attack on the most powerful family in Washington DC?He went over and rang the doorbell. He then waited for a while.Soon, a maid came over and opened the door,"Good day." She smiled politely."I'm here to see Mrs Stone." Henry announced his intention directly."And how may I address you?" She asked still smiling."Henry Andrews." He said simply."Alright hold on for a while." She dashed back into the mansion, and left Henry standing at the doorstep.Soon, she returned, and ushered him in,"You may come in." She pulled the door back, and allowed Henry inside.Henry nodded and went inside.As he approached the living ro
Stephen hunged up, and placed the phone on the table. "Let's see how you can continue being with that bastard, Quinn." He smirked and waited for the drama to unfold.===================Emelda's school.The school was quite noisy, as it was closing time already. Different cars were parked at the entrance.A security guard stood at the entrance. Before each parent could pick his or her child, they had to confirm if the child was truly theirs.And so, everything went on. The bustle continued.There were also children waiting for their parents to come and pick them.Among these children was Emelda.She frowned when after few hours, her driver was no where to be seen. She was puzzled. He was never late like this...So, what could be keeping him?"Hey Emelda, see you tomorrow." Her friend, Ashely waved at her as her mother clutched her hands and led her towards their car."See you Ashely." She muttered beneath her breath.Soon, a black limousine pulled up at the entrance of the school. Th
"What?!!" Quinn threw the phone on the floor as she yelled."What is it?" Henry hurried down the stairs. His upper body was bare and water dripped down from his hair.Quinn was visibly shaken as she knelt on the floor.Henry ran over to her in alarm."What is wrong?" He asked again."Emel...da." She managed to voice out.Henry's heart skipped a beat when he heard her call his daughter's name."What about her?" He pulled her closer to him as he ran his hands over hers."Kidnapped... She has been kidnapped." Quinn broke down in tears.Henry felt his surrounding go still as he heard her say 'kidnapped'. Her words kept reverberating in her ears."Henry, I'm going to Washington DC now... I can't bear this anxiety. What if, what if..." She choked on her tears."Hey, calm down... Nothing is going to happen to our daughter... Nothing." He hugged her and patted her back.However, his mind was a mess.His daughter.... His poor daughter.He hadn't even gotten to know her well. He had just discov
Henry was restless as he sat on his swivel chair in his office. That had been the case ever since Emelda was kidnapped a week ago.Yes, it was already a week since she got kidnapped.Just then his phone rang,'Ringg.... ringggg'He glanced at the caller ID, and hissed.It was an anonymous number.Who was it?He picked the call, and put it on handsfree.However, he tapped the 'start recording' button.He didn't want to take chances."Hello?" A deep baritone boomed from the other line.Henry remained silent."Hahaha... I know you can hear me. Well, how are you coping?" The voice mocked.Henry clenched his fists, as he became alert,"Who are you?" Who was this person?How did he know that something happened to him?"Well... You don't deserve to know who I am.... But I want this to serve as a warning to you." The man at the other end, snarled."A warning?!" Henry sprang up."Stay away from Quinn, and you can have your daughter. Else.." He let his words hang."Don't try anything stupid." H
Days later… Quinn and Henry finally took Emelda from the boarding school, but she insisted on staying with her grandparents, so her parents could go on their honeymoon. "I love you so much, mum and dad!" She said, and hugged her parents with tears in her eyes. Henry and Quinn hugged her back, also tearing up. "I missed you so much, baby. We'll be back soon, then we can live together as one big, happy family with your baby brother or sister." Quinn added, and Emelda chuckled. "It's definitely a baby sister!" She squealed and rubbed at her mother's belly with a smile. "We'll find out in a few months time, baby. We have to go now. Do not disturb your grandparents!" Emelda nodded and hugged her parents, as she watched them enter their limo, leaving while waving at her. * * * “Please be quick about it..” Quinn said to the hotel receptionist and quickly dropped the phone as soon as Henry waltzed out of the bathroom, looking as though he was running an ad for a
“Stay back!” Kathleen growled fiercely but Quinn couldn’t exactly say if she was yelling at her or at Henry. Her body shook with fear as she stared at the black, metallic object clasped in Kathleen’s hands but she didn’t show her fear; She couldn’t bring herself to because she knew that that was exactly what people like Kathleen thrived on. She couldn’t give her that satisfaction. Before she came here, she had braced herself for the absolute worst; had expected Kathleen to pull a stunt like this from the very beginning. Now, it no longer surprised her. All she wanted right now was to get out of this situation unscathed. She didn’t care how she intended to do that but knew that that was her only aim. Ashley had told her that a thing like this would happen; had warned her and thankfully, she had listened. At first, she didn’t want to be scared but when she looked into Kathleen’s eyes, and saw the crazed maniacal look in them, her fear only intensified. This witch
Days later. Henry was so angry. He wanted to snap. He was pissed at everyone’s overly bubbly attitude today and was beginning to wonder if the day was his or theirs. He couldn’t really say that the day was his though because he was practically being forced…more like threatened to do this. He still couldn’t comprehend why her father would present him with a decision as difficult as this for his own personal interest, and it made him mad. The brightly lit air conditioned room still felt unbearably hot for Henry as he yanked uncomfortably at his necktie and glared against the high fluorescent lights that seemed to want to blind him. He didn’t care that his discomfort was being let out in the open and that the press could make a fuss out of it later. All he cared about was getting done with this accursed wedding ceremony and being back to the confines of his room. He drowned out the loud cheerful noises around him, wondering to himself why these people seemed a lot mo
The world felt like it was spinning in circles, and to Henry everything was in a flux. He couldn’t say exactly what stand his life held right now or what its meaning was but knew he was simply going with the flow that came. Pressing the bottle of liquor to his lips, Henry took a big gulp and winced when the fiery liquid burned its way from the back of his throat down to his chest. He loved the feeling though, but the aftermath was what he disliked. He hated how it usually made him feel crappy and how his fingers shook whenever he took it excessively. He hated it now that his hands were already shaking even though he hadn't had too much. “Isn’t that a little too much for today, Sir?” Adam asked from a corner of the room and Henry could only gasp in shock because he never knew that he was even in his office with him in the first place. At Adam’s utterance, he looked down at his table to discover that he had successfully finished about three bottles of liquor and that he
The next day. Right in front of him, sat Kathleen and her father and Henry could do nothing but glare at the both of them as they went about chattering between each other like he wasn’t in the room. Kathleen's loud giggles infuriated him, even the way she had suddenly changed her sitting position into some sort of lazy style while she rubbed continuously on her flattened stomach. On a normal day, he would’ve sent her out of the house but her father was here, and he wanted to hear them out first. “What the fuck are you both doing here?” He snarled at her father, who seemed too enthralled with talking to Kathleen that nothing else mattered. To his utmost surprise, both Kathleen and her father ignored him like he hadn’t even spoken. They ignored him like his words held no weight and that action even enraged him a lot more than he already was but he didn’t give up. He wasn’t really bothered about their attitude though, or the fact that there was something fishy becaus
Henry Zhang felt like the saddest man on earth. Well, maybe he was. He staggered up the airy flight of stairs with only a bottle of chilled liquor clasped in his cold stiff hands. “One green bottle standing on the wall… one green bottle standing on the wall…” he sang drunkenly as he trudged upwards, absolutely oblivious to the shocked stares his workers threw at him as he walked past. Truth is, he didn’t even notice they were staring nor did he care if they actually did. His body suddenly shook with a kind of cold that he hadn’t experienced before. He couldn’t bring himself to talk to anyone about how he truly felt…about how his dreams were constantly plagued with memories of Quinn and how he felt he would go crazy soon if nothing was done about it until he had finally resolved to drinking to stupor. His new way of escape… He belched, smiled at the half empty bottle and stormed into his room only to stop in his tracks when he suddenly found himself staring at the
After munching on her food, Quinn suddenly stopped and started thinking. “Are you okay?” Ashley suddenly asked, making Quinn snap her head up to look at her in puzzlement. “Huh… yes!” Quinn croaked out, nearly choking on her food. “You do not seem like you are Quinn, you haven’t eaten in days and you still aren’t eating now.” She asked worriedly. Quinn smiled at the deep worry lines etched on Ashley’s face and wondered if the lady knew she had this side to herself. “I am… trust me I am.” Quinn reassured her with a smile. To make Ashley feel better, she slowly munched on the food one after the other until she finally finished it. When she was done, she got up with the plates only to be stopped by Ashley who immediately pried the plates out of her grasp. “I’ll do it.” She simply said, balanced them on her hips and walked off, leaving Quinn wondering why Ashley was suddenly so protective of her. After a few minutes of waiting, Quinn decided to busy herself with th
Quinn's eyes slowly opened...finally. Her eyelids were heavy, almost like they had been previously sealed shut. Quinn winced under the pain. It was a little too much and her body throbbed from it. She could feel her stomach twist painfully from it too but she didn’t care. All she wanted was to understand what she was doing here when only moments ago, she was at the back of Henry’s car…on her way to her wedding reception. She wanted to understand why anyone would decide to kidnap and beat her up. She believed she hadn't done anything to deserve that. Even if she did, at least her wedding day should have just been left alone for her and her family members to enjoy. Why did they have to make it a sad day for her? She didn't deserve that. Henry didn't deserve that. Quinn was confused and at the same time, shocked and scared because she was quite unsure about who was behind all these, even though her mind was drifting towards Kathleen. But there was nothing to back
As Henry threatened, he heard the policeman gulp in fear. He could clearly see how he visibly shook right in front of him and he smirked, knowing fully well that he had inculcated fear into his spine. “Henry!” Henry heard someone desperately call out his name and from the tone of voice, he didn’t need to turn around to know that it was grandfather Richard. He begrudgingly turned around, with the gun still pointed at the police officers and rolled his eyes when he saw the deep scowl etched on the old man’s face. Grandfather was pissed, but so was he! Grabbing at Henry's upper arm, Richard yelled like he would to a toddler throwing tantrums; “Why would you come all the way here just to assault an officer, Henry?! You even went as far as pointing a gun at them! Don’t you know what could happen to you for doing something like tha—?” “I do not care about what happens to me!” Henry growled in anger, “…all I wanted was to find out if they had any idea of where Quinn could b