With Daisy in his arms, Mr Louis hurriedly walked towards the bedroom door.Daisy who initially lay silently in her father’s arms suddenly came to realize her dad was actually carrying her. Even though no one else was in the room her face still turned red in embarrassment.“Dad?” he suddenly called out weakly. Loius who had already got to the door and was now struggling to pull it open paused when he heard his daughter call out to him. Though she felt strangely weak to her bones, she still struggled to get off her dad's arms.Her father who did not mind carrying his daughter in his arms looked at her worriedly as she struggled to stand on her feet.“Are you okay? You sure you can walk?” he asked worriedly his eyes watching her every move and his arms still holding unto her.A complicated look flashed across his eyes seeing how haggard his daughter now looked just in two days. He could not help but wonder what she had gone through to suddenly look like this.What kind of friends did sh
Mr Louis, still standing in front of his daughter trying to protect her looked at his daughter and seeing how uncomfortable and frightened she looked, his heart skipped a beat.He immediately turned back to face the intruder shielding his daughter as much he can as he stretched out his hand, stopping him from coming any further."Please stay back," he muttered in a slightly trembling voice as fear was beginning to overwhelm him."Don't harm my daughter please."Daisy felt her heartbeat in her mouth as she feared her dream would come to pass.But just then, the intruder suddenly took off his mask and raised his hands."I'm harmless, please. Besides it's me, Richard," he stated stretching his neck to peep at Daisy behind her father who in turn looked back at him in shock. Cause he actually turned out to be the doctor who Rose had appointed to look after her.Mr Loius turned and glanced at his daughter and seeing that she no longer looked frightened, he breathed out a sign of relief."Re
Wesley sat behind his sleek mahogany desk, the light from his computer casting a soft glow on his chiselled features. He had been working late into the evening, his mind consumed with numbers and spreadsheets. It was then that he heard the familiar "ping" of a new email arriving in his inbox.As he opened the message, a small smile formed on his face which disappeared almost immediately it came. The information he had been waiting for all day had finally arrived. He wasn't in a haste to open or read what the message entails, after all, he would be dissecting and investigating soon. He trusts his men, the Croxxed X to deliver accurate information.All through the afternoon since Andrew left to see Sarah, he had a few Croxxed X keep an eye on him in a bid to protect him. And he had been keeping tabs on him ever since. When Sarah left, Wesley was informed immediately. And even though Andrew had decided to just sit still in the coffee shop for over two hours, he had instructed his men no
Rose Johnson being the prime minister, James Johnson's illegitimate daughter did not come as a total surprise to Wesley. After all, he had suspected it, which was why he made his men investigate the matter. But then, the current Rose, being totally different from the former Rose made it seem like there was an impersonation going on.But then, the question is, if the illegitimate daughter of the prime minister had been impersonated, where then is the real Rose?Who is the current fake Rose and what is the reason for the impersonation?Why does Andrew think she's suspicious? Is it because of Sarah or are there really some connections between all these with Sarah?He found the who scenario strange and even though the whole thing had nothing to do with him, it did with Andrew and therefore, he would try to find out every down thing.About GlassWare being Rose's company, why is the prime minister stepping into it? After all, with the little he had found out, no one knows he has another dau
"Good afternoon Director Carlson," Cindy greeted with a shaky voice."Yeah, good afternoon Cindy. Are you alright?""Rose just got into an accident. I'm at the hospital right now so I will send the address to you after the call."When Carlson heard the news from the other end was stunned.'Rose had an accident?'"How? What happened? We still spoke about Daisy this morning and she even got into a fight with me. How is that?" Carlson was so shocked and bewildered that he asked so many questions at the same time."I don't know," Cindy sniffed and Carlson heard her do that.Her voice was so low and aggrieved as she continued saying, "She was run into by a motorcycle and they were both brought to this hospital. I mean Rose and the cyclist. If not, I would haunt him down and have him pay for what he did to Rose.""Even still, I'll still make sure he pays," she added through gritted teeth.Her other hand which was not holding the phone was clenched tightly into a fist and even her veins were
In Australia's National Assembly Room was a political meeting going on. It is a large Imposing space with high ceilings and elegant decor with the walls panelled in dark wood, with large, ornate windows that let in natural light.The large room had a long, polished table adorned with microphones, pens, and notepads, surrounded by high-backed chairs, giving it a regal and formal appearance. On these highbacked chairs were men of authority in Australia. Political men of authority. James Johnson the prime minister was sitting on the head seat, the sit typically reserved for the highest-ranking official or the host of the meeting.There is also a large projector in the room. The room is also equipped with state-of-the-art technology to facilitate communication and decision-making among these country's leaders.Overall, the National Assembly Room exuded power, and sophistication, befitting the high-level discussions and decisions that normally take place within the walls.James Johnson, t
Wesley, sitting comfortably in his office, his eyes fixed on his phone screen, read through the news articles and the hate-filled comments that accompanied them. Unknown to him, his expression shifted from time to time, reflecting the range of emotions he was feeling at that moment.At first, he seemed calm and collected, his eyes scanning through the words on the screen with ease. But as he read deeper into the comments section, a slight look of frustration and anger crept onto his face. His brows furrowed, and his lips pressed tightly together as he read particularly venomous comments."Weren't these people her fans? Did they not used to be her fans?" he could not help but mutter as he asked no one in particular. Now that she made a mistake even though they're oblivious to the fact that she was set up, did it still have to get to this?Suddenly realising something, his eyes narrowed with a mix of disbelief and disgust, and he shook his head in disapproval.'Can these whole internet
Andrew chuckled and looked Edward straight in the eye. "I'm not here to judge you," he said quietly. "And I also don't mend in affairs of unfaithful people except if I've got to get something out of it.""You feel guilty or not, you and I know I can use this info to mess with you. And believe me when I said I've been recording right from the start."When Edward heard this, he shut his eyes in frustration, then reopening his bloodshot eyes, he looked straight at Andrew."What the fuck do you want?"Andrew simply chuckled."Why did you leave Daisy to suffer from all that criticism when you yourself have your own skeleton in your cupboard? Why are you making yourself seem so righteous when you're not?"Edward was baffled before asking with a surprised expression, his eyes widening in shock, "What are you to Daisy? She doesn't know about this right?""We don't know each other," Andrew answered straightforwardly and only then could Edward breathe out a relieved sigh."So here is what I wan