“Yes, Young Master.”“Don't grant him access to the estate anymore. Did you get me?”“Yes, Young Master. But he is still in the estate.”“What?”“Yes. He is yet to exit.”“Where could he be? Father said he had left his apartment.”“We have not seen him.”“Then, comb the estate and arrest him for loitering and suspicious movement. I'm on my way.”“All right, Young Master.”That Saturday was a nightmare in the life of Stephen. After he left Arthur's apartment, he got into his car and began to grumble and curse. When he got tired of fighting someone who was stronger than him, he deemed it fit to robe himself with more troubles and put a call across to Denise, which he regretted. After Denise scorned him, he rested his head on his car steering for a few minutes and pondered on the discussion he had with Arthur a few minutes ago.(Yes, being with the right partner will guarantee the success of the relationship if each person works hard to be the appropriate partner.)“Could Ann be the appr
“Do you wish to be the person who will kill this whoreson dog, who does nothing but going about sampling women all over the world?”Now, Freya's words penetrated into his bones deeper than Denise' punches. But Freya was not done yet, she was only on a rehearsal before the performance. Likewise, Phil took Denise and walked him towards his car to stop him from further violence. Then, Freya faced Mr. Stephen, looked into his eyes and continued cursing.“You rapscallion, who go about breaking homes after abandoning your child with an innocent woman. Do you want to practice those nefarious activities on my mother? Scoundrel like you. Do you want to be a bad influence on my brothers?”While Phil was speaking with Denise, he looked around and saw his wife talking to her uncle disrespectfully, then he called out her name before walking towards her.“Freya.”Just like Denise, she must dish out to Stephen all that she had prepared for him before answering her husband.“Rascal, you want to pract
While they were relaxing, Mr. Fields saw the occasion as the right moment to delve into the discussion he had with Denise concerning Olivia's decision to be self-employed.“Angel.” He called. Olivia and Denise looked away from the television simultaneously and fixed their gazes on him, and she answered, “Yes, Mr. Fields.”“Your husband had told me of your plans to be self-employed.”“Yes, Mr. Fields.”“That is good. So, what are your plans?”“I have designed a website for tutorials on ICT. I intended to hold online classes for students who may be interested.”"That is good. Did you design the website by yourself?”“Yes. I designed it by myself.”Denise, who had not created the suitable time to look into her project, was dazed with his wife's brilliance. Then, Mr. Fields continued, “That is good. The e-commerce website will help you.”Now, Olivia refuted, “No Mr. Fields, it was not an e-commerce website that I designed but an educational website.”“Wow! Are there differences? I thought
Arthur smiled and commended, “It is okay. Are you bored?”“Yes. I wish we could drive out.”Arthur consented to her request with the belief that when they get to the bridge, they will cross it. Indeed, when they got to the bridge, they crossed it. “Do you mind if we go for a walk around the estate? I did not go for my morning walkout today.”Nichole accepted his suggestion with enthusiasm, “Wow. I should have thought of that.”Being proactive is not frailty, it is his way of protecting those he loved. At least, the estate was safe for her at that moment.At Sevenoaks. Louis had not commented on the platform, but his silence was scary. Of all the bashing that Stephen got that day, Mr. Louis's plans against him were bloodcurdling.Now, Denise was too occupied with his wife. They spent the rest of the day with his Godparents that he did not bother to check the family platform. So, he was not aware of Julie's comments nor his brother's silence. Louis, who saw the post made by Denise aft
“I love you, my baby," he said, and released her. Olivia, who was craving, gave him another affectionate kiss before she said, “I love you the more.”However, Denise took good care of her, as her father was convinced. After dinner, Mr. Fields and his wife drove them back home.“Thank you for your visit. You made our weekend worthwhile,” Mrs. Fields appreciated.“Thank you for hosting us. We appreciate.”Mr. Bailey responded, and led his wife into their apartment. He was not afraid of beating up his uncle, Stephen, but he was afraid of a mysterious man who could be a mere figment of his imagination.At Stephen's Residence.He got back to his apartment after he left the Bailey's Native Home. Now, his shirt was already stained with blood, and he was embarrassed and afraid that his janitor may see him and suspect he had shoplifted and was beaten up. Then, he came up with an idea on what to do. After he parked his car at the car park, he honked and the janitor walked up to him and greeted,
Monday MorningArthur's fear was losing Nichole to another man. Although, he was a strong man, but the fear of losing the people he loved had been his weakness. He was in confidence of Nichole's love for him, but unless he possessed her legally, he would not be placid. He had to protect her until Thursday, when they would tie the nuptial knot, and he must devise a means of doing that.(Peck)“I am so glad that you are the first thing I will see every morning for the rest of my life. Good morning, my sunshine.”Nichole smiled as she opened her eyes gradually and responded.“Good morning, my Knight in shining armor.”She got up, sat down on the bed and yawned groggily while Arthur watched her with concern.“You look tired.”“Yes, hubby. I wish I can just rest at home today.”What a coincidence. He had been thinking of a way to make her stay at home until their wedding day. Now, he had gotten the opportunity effortlessly and must make judicious use of it. Then, her gave her another peck
“The moment she parks her car, I will walk up to her and engage her in a conversation. While talking to her, you will come close by and spray the substance.”“I got it, boss.”“Be careful, so you don't spray too much. She is my woman. We had a little misunderstanding, and she walked away.”“Oh! So sorry boss. You will get her back.”He had psyched his partner and he was willing to give his best. Then, Stephen checked his time, and it was 7:15 am.“She would be here any moment from now.”He pointed out. Then, they began to wait in his car. According to their plans, Nichole would be unconscious as a result of the substance. Afterward, they would move her to the passenger's seat, and he will drive her away while his partner will drive his car and come behind him.Meanwhile, at 8:00 am, behold Nichole, driving in with her car in her nurse uniform. Then, Stephen and his partner, swung into action.At The Bailey International Conglomerates.It was 10:20 am, Denise had reported to work as ea
“You are right. So, how is your wife?”Denise looked at his father and answered with excitement, “My wife is fine. Thank you, father.”“And the baby?”Denise, who looked bewildered at his father, merely smiled and the father understood.“It is all right. Please take care of them.”“I will. Thank you, father.”They discussed on the official matters from the production section that brought him and thereafter, he took his leave.“All right, father. By the way, how is mom? Her phone was switched off when I called earlier.”“Yes, her phone is switched off. She needed to rest.”“Does that means that she did not go to work?”“Yes. She is resting at home.”“All right. See you tomorrow.”“Goodbye.”At The Lonely Road.Arthur's desire to marry Nichole as quickly as possible prompted him to change his route that morning. After he bade Nichole farewell, he gave the security guards he attached to his apartment and his janitor the following instructions.“My wife is in the bedroom because she neede