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Chris looked at Rufus with a ridiculing smile “Senior Mr Walter, have you forgotten an age-old wise man’s words?”“What Senior Mr Walter? I am your grandfather… nothing can change that.” Rufus slammed the table trying to show off his might. However, it was still a weak attempt and looked rather comical to everyone present.“You have long stopped being my grandfather. I make the decisions in my life, whether it is family or friends. The only person I have given the right to influence my decisions is my wife.” Chris pulled his lips lopsidedly “The day you decided to plot against me for an outsider, you ceased to exist for me. The only reason I let you be, was because of my father. I respected his feelings.”“But that grace had also long been extinguished.” Chris narrowed his eyes “The day I found my maternal uncle and learned about the past, whatever grace was granted for the sole reason of you being my father’s father, ceased to exist.”“Don’t think even for a minute that I didn’t pay y
“Who said I was a gentleman?” Chris arched his eyebrows arrogantly before adding “But I don’t think I kicked a woman…. More like a rat that likes to occupy other people’s homes.”“Madam, please spare me.” Robert shivered in fear as he realized that his young master and mistress had not let go of what happened all those years ago. He didn’t want to spend the rest of his old age in prison.“Madam, I was forced… how can I disobey the orders of the masters? I am a small fry after all.” Robert cried out pitifully, but he didn’t get any sympathy from anyone in the room.“Also, notifying my dear ex-husband that the samples of my blood from when I was in a coma have been collected and stored appropriately by my brother.” Bridgette’s voice was light, as though she was speaking about the climate outside “The only reason he didn’t act on it was because I wanted to be in full control of my faculties when the perpetuator was given his due.”“No one was allowed to bring you to justice, because that
Bridgette continued with her story, garnering strength from the pride and admiration she saw in the eyes of her son and grandchildren “The excruciating pain, you put me through, every time I did something against my will is the only memory I have of the loved up, cozy time you speak of, because every display of affection you executed to perfection was against my will and the pain caused to bend one’s will against his own is similar to carving out a piece of your own flesh.”Bridgette straightened her spine, not wanting to show her weakness in front of anyone, especially not in front of the man whom she wanted to send into the depth of hell “Watching my father bend against his best judgement, over and over again for mine and my son’s sake put me through hell time and time again, with the last straw being when you forced him to take poison in my stead.”“The latest imprint in my memory of the sweet period you spoke off, also has the time you forced me to accept this woman to be in charge
“Master Walter…” Robert called out weakly, bowing towards Everett in a feeble attempt to make a plea thinking that he would be the main decision maker and probably the person who wasn’t fully aware of the extent of his crime. He had gathered from the conversation in the room that Bridgette and Everett didn’t have much time to compare notes.“No point in looking at me.” Everett shrugged with a heartless smile “Elder sister has always been in charge of the family and family matters. I am just a spoilt, idle master.”Caleb’s eyes misted as he thought of the past; if these demons hadn’t interfered, Everett should have been a spoilt brat, idling in the shade of his sister’s glory. He excused himself shortly after to respond to the doorbell that had just sounded.“You made your bed the day you betrayed your master, you are no longer worthy of my forgiveness.” Bridgette refused to give him a good look as she turned her gaze towards Chris “Didn’t you say that you wanted to have fun…. Hurry up
Rufus looked at the disappointed expression on Silas’s face and his slouched shoulders and knew that he was thoroughly disappointed with them; he knew that they had lost their trump card. He knew that it was pointless to count on his useless son, who was not only useless but also selfish to the core.Rufus knew that he didn’t have any more dices up his sleeve. Although he had been pretending to be an old man who lost his soul, in secret, he had been trying to contact his old friend, his benefactor from all those years ago. No matter how or which number he tried, they all came back with the same answer, silence. At this point in life, as things stood now, there was no one other than this son that he could rely on.Rufus turned back to face Bridgette and Everett with a defeated expression before turning his gaze towards Adam “Son, father will leave the house clean considering none of you believe in my innocence….” He paused as his sorrowful gaze rested on Adam “But can you help father pa
Rufus stood before the towering gates of the Walter mansion along with his son and lover as the gates closed on them. His eyes misted as he looked at everything that was his, could have been his till the day he closed his eyes and yet lost without any chance for redemption. He turned his head to look at Carmilla with a thoughtful gaze 'Was it worth it? What did he achieve?'. He didn't have any answers except regret as the betrayal of the woman he loved more than himself seemed to be replaying in his head and her refusal to even accept the responsibility with him. But regret had no medicine, he could only walk forward.Rufus and Carmilla followed Michael to the residence where he lived with his mistress after being mercilessly kicked out of the house they had called their home for 45 years. However, they didn’t receive the warm welcome or the fawning that Carmilla was anticipating. Not only did Jane put on airs of a mistress, but she also didn’t even give them a good face; by now she kn
“You said… I…sent…her….a ….message???” Abbey stammered, her complexion turning pale.Chris cursed out loud losing his composure as he stormed out the room. Night Wing hugged Abbey in a feeble attempt to pacify her before hurrying after Chris.Chris’s voice wasn’t very loud, but it did succeed in attracting the attention of all the Walter and Burke siblings, especially with the eye catchingly cute, duck wading gait of the two treasures, trying to keep up with their father’s pace.“What’s wrong?” Henry was before Abbey even before anyone could blink; the reason for his speed was because he knew his brother-in-law all too well. Nothing could make him lose his composure unless the news was related to his beloved wife, their beloved sister.“I… didn’t….” Abbey shook her head and stammered in panic. She was frightened beyond her wits… not by Chris’s outburst or Henry’s questioning, but because of the knowledge that she might caused harm to Emile although she didn’t know how.“What are you do
Many miles away, in a hospital, in a quiet coastal town, in one of the most luxurious suites of the hospital, a lady was lying on the hospital bed. Although she was asleep, her brows knitted together, and facial muscles tensed as though her dreams were bothering her; a man sat beside the bed, his face hidden in the shade, quietly working away on his computer as he waited for the lady to wake up.A tall, slim built man in white coat entered once he was invited in. The man in the white coat was none other than Dr Carl Burhart who had disappeared from Lenin’s office a month ago.He checked the vitals of the lady who was sleeping with a disturbed expression before turning to update the man sitting diligently by the bedside “She is stable. We can start any time now. But it has to be in the next 4 hours.”“Let’s not waste time then, start now.” The man turned to his head to face Carl with an apprehensive body language although he sounded confident. Who else could it be other than Daniel Hols