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TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter One hundred and thirty-five
The churning blades of the helicopter rotated faster, and the vehicle glided smoothly above the city’s towering skyscrapers towards the hospital. Cameron looked out the window, enthralled by the breathtaking view of the landscape that his seat offered. It was going to be short, and he was pained by that. Before they knew it, they started their descent on the hospital rooftop, where a big ‘H’ sign indicated the helipad. With practiced accuracy and precision, the internationally recognised and decorated retired Air Force pilot put the big bird down without any hassle, with officials on the helipad opening the door on both sides. As the elevator slowly fell floor by floor, Cameron’s mind couldn’t help but get flooded with anticipation and anxiety. Even without seeing his sick mom, his soul was already getting filled with sadness at what he might meet, and in a corner of his heart, he prayed that his elder brother would not be there. They got inside the hallway and walked to the desig
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The whole Myers family couldn’t help but cry as they became reunited with Cameron, the second son, after fifteen years, especially under these circumstances. “Where’s Nolan?” Cameron asked amidst sobs. “As usual, he’s out on another conference in the Maldives. He’s trying to get the government to score a contract that would bring Singer’s islands and archipelagoes to a whole new level of tourism, just like the Maldives. “He’s trying his possible best, you know? And he misses you.” “I doubt that,” he countered, his voice lowering to almost a whisper so he wouldn’t hurt his mother any further. The doctor on duty came inside the hospital with a nurse, carrying a tray containing some glass bottled liquids and some syringes with a plate of food beside it. “Good morning, Mr. Myers,” the doctor greeted. "Morning, doctor,” both father and son replied in unison. The doctor, confused and shocked, looked at the both of them with questioning eyes. “Oh, he’s my son. The prodigal son,” hi
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter One hundred and thirty-seven
The doctor staggered and readjusted his step, walking faster to match up with Becca’s speed, as she didn’t look ready to release any of the two men from her grip. She walked briskly, ready to do anything possible in the whole wide world to bring her mother back from the verge of oblivion and nurse her back into the best of health. On getting to the ward, the attending doctor was already there, with the nurse by his right hand, checking the administration of proper medicine. He looked surprised to see Doctor Pella in the room, accompanied by the acclaimed Cameron Myers. He tried to hide his expression, albeit unsuccessfully. “What have we here? The popular Doctor Pella?” "Yes, it is me, in the very flesh,” he answered while making his way to the screen, monitoring her readings. “This disease seems to be in the final stages. Have you tried angioplasty?” "Yes, we have. The artery keeps contracting after the surgery. The one we did previously was able to buy her just one more week.
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Cameron had left the office for more than a week, and Lana could confess in front of the whole wide world that she missed him, and she was sure he would feel the same. It was another boring, monotonous day at the office, despite the fact that the office workers tried their possible best to make her interested; she couldn’t help but wonder how much space Cameron took over in her heart. To bond with them in Cameron’s absence, Lana volunteered to drop the children off at school, meeting with the school principal to know how her children were faring. She had smiled widely at Lana; her presence was so warm that it had melted Lana’s heart. They had had a lively conversation that morning discussing entirely uncharted topics that they wouldn’t dare touch at the parent-teacher association meeting. Now, as she drove to work with the engine screaming under the hood, she wondered if she should take a drive to go visit Sally but decided the stress wasn’t really worth it; Cameron would be back
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The surgery was a confirmed success, and Cameron couldn’t hold back his joy when the doctor told him that the antibodies in her system had completely adjusted to the biomechanical heart and that she would be up and functioning in less than two weeks. He checked his calendar, noticing his schedule but knowing fully well that he had two weeks to spare, or so he thought. Reaching home to the castle, Becca had been instructed not to break the news to the workers around the house until Mrs. Myers was fully awake and the doctors had confirmed that there would be no long-lasting effects. The biomechanical heart transplant was one of the first in its head, and so the doctors had to pay keen attention to every little detail in her vitals, ranging from blood level to cholesterol level, to heart rate, to pulse control, to even how the newly pumped blood reacted to her body. To prevent the heart from wearing off and starting to degrade in her system, the doctors had agreed that the heart was o
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter One hundred and Forty
In a bid to solve the workers’ problem, Cameron took out his personal funds and forwarded them to the accountant, who paid the staff using the appropriate channels. He decided to confront his brother when he saw him at home, but he was well away from anybody’s earshot. Aidan, who was a college student at the time, came back home rocking a new time piece that had just been released the previous week. Of course, he could afford it and more, and no one would question him, but Cameron knew just where the money came from. He walked over to his brother and admired the watch for a brief moment. “I want to see you, brother.” “What’s that? Is it something serious?” Aidan asked, hands in his pocket, as he moved in the direction his brother went. “It’s just a little something at the office.” Aidan smiled. “I know you’re hyped out about this office and all, but I told you times a number, office stuff remains in the office and is to be treated there, not in our private space.” “Well said, b
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He was unsure of how the blonde girl was going to react to his offer to sit and talk to her. He didn’t even know where he was going to start from in a manner that wouldn’t sound offensive, but his inner gut told him that she needed help.Pulling up to the chair, he asked politely, “Can I take the chair?”“To any other table you want,” she replied, eyes glued to the tablet she was scrolling.“Are you sure about that?” he asked, really hoping she would say no and he could stroll back to where he was with a free mind.She looked up, wanting to shush the disturbance in front of her, but stopped at the last minute and said, “You’re the guy with the expensive coat, isn’t it?”“The coat is not as expensive as you think,” he teased. “You looked like you wanted to say something the other time before I left. Am I right or wrong?”“Not totally right, but you are not completely wrong either.”“Okay,” he said, looking around and motioning to the attendant at the cafeteria. The attendant, a clean-c
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Cameron took caution and almost spilled the coffee in his mouth on her, swallowing it in a rush to avoid the reaction, “What? What did you just say now?” “You heard me, Master Myers, I am dying.” “Dying of what?” “COPD, otherwise known as chronic obstructive pulmonary disease,” she sniffed. “Tell me more about it,” he told her, completely losing interest in the coffee. “The doctor said it’s a term that encompasses two main conditions, namely, chronic bronchitis, which is the inflammation and narrowing of the bronchial tubes, leading to a persistent cough and mucus production, and emphysema, which is the damage to the air sacs in the lungs, causing shortness of breath and difficulty breathing.” “Oh my God, that’s so serious. Since when did you come about this?” “I really don’t know. It has been in my system for a long time, but I thought it was just the usual cough or common cold that happens to us, so I resorted to self-medication, which made matters worse until I was rushed h
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Andre’s POV Two Years LaterMy mother was upset that I had gone behind her back to sabotage her. To sell her company to that little brat—that is what she refers to Lana as now—who knew nothing about business, but I did not have to tell her that it was either that or see her remanded in prison. To watch everything I had and everyone I loved taken away from me. I did not need to tell her that we were lucky we had a choice. The poor girl had no choice back then and had to take life as it was handed to her. My mother would live—abort sourly—but at least she would still live. We could build back the company even if it took a long time. Thankfully, all she had back then was a minor heart attack. As for the little brat, Lana, she and Cameron got married two years ago and have spent the last two years of their marriage touring the world.I was envious of the love they found. The comfort they gave each other, the strength in their numbers, but as time went on, I too was beginning to live wi
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Lana’s POV We spent the next week gathering evidence against Freda and meeting with potential witnesses who could testify against her if we were to take her to court, but it seemed as though that would not be needed. It was some time towards the end of the week when what was going to be our break happened. It came in the form of André getting a recognition award. I had no idea what his relationship with Freda had been like following everything that had happened lately, so I cannot talk about that. But upon receiving the award, Freda was so happy with her son that she decided to allow him to make certain decisions that regarded the leadership of Ranhold. In the past, André had been nothing but a figurehead. Although he sat in the CEO position, his mother, Freda, usually handled all the decision-making, and everyone knew this. He was useless, and if it was important that his signature be appended to a document, he had to get permission from Freda first before doing it. But now, all
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Lana’s POV Back at my apartment, we laid out all the new information we had gathered. It felt like we were finally making progress, and the weight of uncertainty was beginning to lift. But then a call entered my phone, which was going to either bring everything crashing down on us again or continue pushing us forward.We had laid everything on the table in front of us, and we were about to start sitting through them when the ringtone of my phone shattered through the peace, quiet, and anxiety that had settled over us. Sighing and thinking it was from one of my colleagues at Lukem, I pulled the phone from my pocket and paused when I saw the caller ID displaying on my screen.“Hmmm... Andre.” I said it out loud, alerting the other guys to who the caller was. Without waiting for their response, I swiped on the screen and placed the phone in my ear. “Hey, Andre.” I greeted. “What’s going on?”“I found something.” He announced. From over the phone, I could not make out the time of his vo
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter One hundred and Ninety-nine
Lana’s POV Fred smiled warmly, taking a seat beside Clara. “It’s been a long time, Aunt Clara. We have so much to catch up on, but there’s something important we need to ask you about first.”Clara looked at him. “Of course, anything. What do you need to know?”Fred glanced at me, and I handed Clara the letter. “We found this among my father’s papers. It mentions a promise to protect you. We need to understand what happened.”Clara took the letter and began reading it. As she read through it, I noticed the change in her expression. She took a deep breath and glanced up at us. “This... this brings back memories I thought I’d buried. Your mother and Mr. West were the best friends I ever had. But there was more to it, and it brought trouble or would have brought trouble had Mr. West not decided to act in what he believed to be the best interest of everyone, including your mother. Fred’s face lightened up, as did mine. “What do you mean?”Clara sighed. “Secrets.” She whispered. “Anne an
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Lana’s POVFred shrugged. “She hinted at societal expectations and family obligations,” he replied. “But she didn’t give specifics. I think she knows a lot more than she’s letting on.”I nodded slowly. “My father never mentioned anything about your mother or you and Kathy. And I started going through his papers; maybe I would find something.”Fred’s expression softened. “I’m sorry you had to find out this way, but it is not to be helped. I cannot say I know how you feel or what you are feeling right now. Finding out that a person you think you know has another side, which you have no idea of, can really do something to you.”I reached out and touched Fred’s hand briefly. “We’ll figure it out together. I have some of my father’s old letters and documents that might help us piece things together. Maybe we can confront Freda again with more concrete questions? What do you think? Right now, she’s the only person who can give us answers, and we are not even on good terms.”We returned to m
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Narrator’s POV Freda’s smile faltered for the briefest of moments, a shadow crossing her eyes before she quickly regained her composure. She leaned back in her chair, interlacing her fingers and resting them on her desk.“That’s quite a heavy topic, Fred,” she said, her tone now more serious. “Why are you suddenly interested in this?”Fred shrugged. “Perhaps after Kathy’s death, I realised something. I just want to know why he abandoned my mother, why he chose his other family above us, and why he caused us so much pain and loss. I want to understand all of these things; perhaps it would help me forgive, let go, and move on.”A shadow of a smile crossed Freda’s face. “Ahhhh... I guess it runs in the family then.” Fred narrowed his eyes, wondering what she meant by that statement. “I don’t understand. What runs in the family?”Freda stood to her feet and approached the floor-to-ceiling window, which offered a great view of the city. From here, he could view the city’s skyline and wat
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter One hundred and ninety-six
Narrator’s POV Freda’s office was located on the uppermost floor of the skyscraper that acted as Ranhold’s headquarters, a detail that made Fred pause as he stepped out of the taxi five minutes ago. He blinked against the rays of sunlight reflecting off the monolithic structure of steel and glass, momentarily blinded. The reflective surface mirrored the city below, creating an illusion of infinite depth.The other buildings around it were similar in their grandeur, each with its own unique design. For the umpteenth time since his arrival in the city, Fred was reminded of how little he had traveled. There were places outside of his known world yet to be explored, and this city of steel and glass was one of them. He had spent—wasted—five minutes entranced by the sleek, modern design, temporarily forgetting his purpose for being there.Pulling himself back to reality, he straightened his suit and approached the entrance. The revolving glass doors spun smoothly, ushering him into a grand
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter One hundred and Ninety-five
Lana’s POVI took tentative steps towards the bouquet. Whether unconsciously or by some reflex response in our system, we all had taken steps away from the bouquet. For some reason, we felt threatened by it. This was not the first time we would receive threats disguised as gifts, and I guess that has taught us a lesson. Slowly, I pulled out the card in the bouquet and glanced at Cameron and Sally, who both gave me curt nods. I opened it and began reading it aloud. “Congratulations on Zoe’s recovery. Best wishes for the future. – Freda.”The room fell silent as the implications of the message sank in. Sally was the first to break the silence. “Freda has acted once again. First of all, it was an almost dead bird on my door, and now congratulatory bouquet?”My grip on the card tightened. “Is this supposed to mean something?”Cameron stepped closer, resting his hand on the small of my back. “Hey, we’ll keep our guard up. She’s only trying to play mind games, but we won’t give her the sat
