Chapter 2: Good Riddance

{MICHAEL'S POV}

I was busy working on some files in my office when I heard a knock at the door.

"Come in." I replied without taking my gaze off the files Ii was working on.

The door opened, and James, my personal assistant stepped in, closing the door behind him quietly.

"Good morning, Michael." he greeted as he lowered himself to sit in front of me.

"Morning; is that my schedule?" I asked as he dropped a file on my desk.

"Yep." he replied with a nod, and began whistling.

"Anything else?" I asked, raising my brows questioningly at him.

"Yeah." He replied, and adjusted himself on his seat.

"I'm all ears." I said, and continued working on the files.

"Actually, I wanna know if you've changed your mind about having a secretary." He said, and I stopped what I was doing, then I averted my gaze to him.

"No. I don't want a secretary." I replied, and he sighed.

"Alright. See you later." He said as he rose to his feet, then he walked out of the office.

Just then, my phone started ringing and I picked it up from the desk to check who the caller was. I frowned when I saw the name on the caller's ID. It was my dad.

I swiped green and pressed the phone against my left ear.

"Why are you calling me?" I asked in a cold voice.

"Son......"

"Don't fucking call me your son!!!!" I cut him off angrily.

"I'm sorry. Just calm down." He said.

"Why the fuck are you calling me?" I asked.

"I just want to inform you about the family dinner, and I want you to come." He said.

"l am not coming to any godforsaken family dinner and that's final," I replied. "And don't ever call my number again!" I added and disconnected the call.

I dropped the phone on my desk angrily and ruffled my hair.

I had always hated my dad because I believed he was the reason for my mum's death. To others, he wasn't cause of my mum's feather, but I just had this feeling that he knew something about my mum's death.

mum's death caused me a lot of pain.

Tears streamed down my face when I started recalling the beautiful muments when my mum would bake delicious cookies for me.

I picked up a photo on my desk and more tears streamed down my face. It was theast picture I took with my mum.

"I swear to God, I'll find the people behind your death and I'll make them pay dearly with their lives." I said between gritted teeth as I stared at the photo.

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{LOVELYN'S POV}

I yawned for the upteenth time. It was already evening and there were no customers.

"Mum I am hungry!" I pouted at my mum but she hissed at me. She has been ignoring since morning because I beat up Mr Anders men.

I guess I forgot to mention that I was a black belt holder in karate. I learned karate when I was still in highschool. I would sneak out of school to back then to learn karate from a karate master. I also learned kickboxing from a boxer back when we were still living in our former house.

I learned all that so I would be able to defend myself always.

I rose up from the stool I was sitting on and I walked to my mum who was angry at me for preventing Mr Anders's men from destroying our shop in the morning.

"Mum, are you gonna keep ignoring me?" I asked, and she hissed.

"Do you know the consequences of what you did in the morning, Lovelyn?" She asked.

"Mum, I did that to stop them from destroying the shop." I replied.

"What if Mr Anders bring more thugs to my shop tomorrow?" She asked.

"Then I'll beat them up." I replied.

"And what if the thugs are more dangerous than the ones he brought this morning?" She asked.

"Have you forgotten who I am, mum?" I asked, and she rolled her eyes at me.

"I don't know who you are." She replied. "Mind telling me who you are?"

"Well, I am your daughter, a.k.a the savage queen." I replied, and she scoffed.

"Don't worry mum. I'll always stay by your side and defend you at all times." I said with an assuring smile, and I hugged her.

"Mum, can you give me one dollar?" I asked after breaking the hug.

"For what?" She inquired.

"I wanna buy some food." I replied, and she frowned.

"How many times do you wanna eat today?" She asked.

"I wanna eat one thousand time." I replied with a smile.

"Then go and eat in your dream." mum said. "You can eat as much as you want in your dream without paying a dime, so fall asleep and eat a thousand time in your dream."

My stomach grumbled and mum glanced at me.

"What was that sound?" She asked.

Before I could speak, my stomach grumbled again -- more louder than before.

mum sighed and she brought out two dollar notes from her purse, then she handed it to me.

"Thanks mum. You're the best." I pecked her cheek, and raced out of the shop to go get some food.

{MOND'S TECH COMPANY}

{MICHAEL'S POV}

I was typing on my laptop very fast so as to conclude the remaining work. Then I checked the time; it was almost 6:00pm. I rounded up the files I was working on, and I shut down the laptop.

"Time to go home." I rose up to my feet and wore my suit jacket.

The door opened unannounced and James walked in with a suitcase in his right hand.

"Michael, you really need a secretary." James said with a slight frown on his face.

"Why would I need a secretary when I have you?" I asked as I picked up my phone from the desk.

"I am your personal assistant, and the work is getting too much for me to handle, so that's the reason why you need a secretary." James replied.

"Do you want me to fire you?" I asked with a playful glare and he scoffed.

"I dare you to fire me." He said, and I chuckled before walking out of the office with him.

He knew I wouldn't fire him because of how close we were. James and I were brothers but not born by the same parents. Actually, he was my adopted brother.

I met him ten years ago. It was raining heavily that day, and I was just coming back from school in my dad's car. I looked out the window and saw James sitting on a bench, drenched in the rain with no shelter. His clothes were heavily soaked and he was shivering.

I felt pity for him so I told my driver to pick him. We took him home and I introduced him to both my mum and dad.

My parents adopted him and we started attending the same school till we graduated from the University.

He and my younger sister were the only ones who understood me better than anyone.

I know some of you might be wondering why someone who I called my brother is working as my personal assistant.

Well, the reason is because James was so fond of me. His bank account was loaded with billions of dollars and he was financially stable to establish his own company, but he disagreed.

He was the one who begged me to employ him as my personal assistant so that we'd always see each other every day.

That's weird, right?

James and I walked out of the company, and Immediately we stepped out of the building, dozens of guards surrounded us. They were my guards.

The guards ushered us to the parking lot and they opened the doors of a limousine for James and me. We got inside the vehicle, and my personal guard, Steven, got behind the wheel and drove off to my mansion.

Thirty minutes later, we got to my mansion and Steven pulled up in the car shed. He immediately came down from the car and he opened the door for me.

James and I got down from the car and all the maids rushed out to greeted us. The formed a straight line and bowed as they greeted us.

I did not reply them. Instead, I kept a straight face as I walked inside the mansion with James walking beside me. James was winking at them and most of them were blushing.

"Bunch of fools." I mumbled before stepping inside.

"Holy shit!!!" I screamed I'm fright when I saw someone sitting on a couch living room.

The person slowly turned around and it was.....Maya.

"What are you doing here Maya?" I asked, frowning at her.

"Can't I visit my arrogant brother again?" Maya asked back as she rose up to her feet.

Well, Maya is my annoying but loving younger sister.

"What's up James." Maya greeted James, and they did their secret handshake.

I just rolled my eyes at them.

"You should have phoned me before coming here." I said, and she crossed her arms over her chest, raising a questioning brow at me.

"And why should I call you before coming here?" She questioned.

"Because this is my house." I replied, and she scoffed.

"You're my brother, so I have the full right to come here whenever I want." She countered.

"Really?"

"Yeah. I am your sister, and we are related by blood." She replied, and I scoffed.

"Oh, I thought we were related by WINE amd not blood." I replied in a sarcastic manner, and James bursted into a fit of laughter.

"What?!!" Maya exclaimed with a frown on her face.

James was already rolling on the floor with laughter.

"I will kill you today Michael!!!!" Maya shouted, and quickly ran upstairs to my bedroom and then I locked the door.

"Michael, come outside before I break down this door!!!!" Maya shouted from outside the room.

"Fuck off, blood sister.... I mean WINE sister." I laughed as I took off my suit jacket and I threw it on the bed.

I sat on the bed and took off my shoes before laying my back against the bed. I closed my eyes and was about to sleep when I heard the the sound of the window opening. Before I could say Jack Robinson, someone jumped inside the room.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!" I screamed in fright and sprang up from the bed immediately. I sighed in relief when I saw that it the person was Maya. I thought the person was a burglar.

Maya started laughing loudly like a maniac and I frowned at her.

"Oh my fucking gosh!!! I never knew the almighty Micheal Raymond was a scaredycat." She said amidst laughter

"Get the fuck out of my room!!" I yelled, but she increased the tempo of her laughter, infuriating me the more.

"Are you fucking nuts?! What's so funny?" I asked angrily as she continued laughing like a psycho.

"You're so funny, brother," she said amidst her psychotic laughter. "You should look at your face in the mirror. You look like Mr Bean."

She continued laughing, and I fetched out my phone from my pocket. I dialled the number of my private guard and he picked up immediately.

"Hello sir?"

"Steven, I want you to come to my room right now. There's a psychiatric patient that needs to be taken to a psychiatric hospital ASAP." I said, and disconnected the call.

Maya stopped laughing and she frowned at me.

"Did you just call me a psycho?" She asked, and I smirked.

"Isn't that what you are?" I asked back, and her frown deepened.

She was about to speak when we heard a knock at the door.

I unlocked the door with a remote and Steven stepped in. He was dressed in a black tailored suit and he had this scary look on his face.

"Sir, where's the psychiatric patient?" He asked, glancing around the room.

"There she is." I pointed at Maya, and Steven gave me a confused look.

"Her?" He glanced at Maya.

"Yes, her." I nodded in confirmation.

"But she is your sister." Steven said.

"And she's also a psycho. So take her out to the nearest psychiatric hospital." I replied.

"But......"

"No buts." I cut him off. "Take her to the nearest psychiatric hospital or else I'll fire you."

"What?!" Maya exclaimed in shock, and made to walk towards me, but Steven carried her and placed her on his shoulder like she weighed nothing.

"Put me down right now!!!" Maya screamed, hitting Steven's back as he carried her out of the room.

I smirked and locked the door, before laying on the bed.

"Good riddance." I muttered and shut my eyes close, allowing nature to take over.