"Baby mama business. I also heard, he sent Amanda away," Ruth said. "To make things worse, the utility bills have not been paid since Mr Anderson arrived," she added. "What!" Mr Scott exclaimed. "Yes," Ruth said folding her arms across her chest. Mr Scott quickly fetched his phone and tried calling Aiden. The call quickly went to voicemail. He tried multiple times and the result is the same. "Ruth take over the hotel business and let Mr Anderson assist you with the management. It is my company and if Aiden could leave for three days without telling anyone anything then I can also remove him without discussion," Mr Scott said. "I have wanted to give him some grace period but I guess he wants to leave so I will grant him his request," Mr Scott said and Ruth smiled. Ruth knew her father was going to remove Aiden as heir but he wanted to use him for a while but she didn't have the patience to wait. Aiden had taken an emergency leave to fix the issue in his private business but Ruth d
She was led out of the intensive care unit. Marcus was waiting in the corridor. Amanda just hugged Marcus breaking down."He is gone," Amanda said. "I am sorry," Marcus said hugging Amanda as she wept bitterly on his shoulders. The officials that were sent over by the government have equally received the news of Mr Thatcher's passing. They did the paperwork in a couple of hours Mr Thatcher's body was on the way back to California for the burial and Amanda also left with them. The news quickly went viral with every news channel announcing the passing the passing of the senator. "The city of California woke up to a rather devasting news. Mr Christian Thatcher, our senator, passed in the early hours of this morning. This was following the incident of their plane catching fire upon landing at the Pakistan airport. Mr Thatcher embarked on this trip to help settle the misunderstanding arising from the passing of policies by the US government to protect citizens following the September 1
"Mr Harper, kindly get me the file on the property," Aiden said to Mr Harper and he quickly left to get the file while Aiden, Mr Borrison and three others were still standing in front of the company's entrance. "Let's wait for him to return and we can find out together what is happening," Aiden said in a stern voice. Mr Harpter returned in a few minutes with a worried expression. "Sir, I couldn't find them," Mr Harper said. "Mr Scott, you don't have the documents to prove ownership of this building?" Mr Borrison asked but Aidne remained calm. He went into his online drive and pulled the document for them after sending a message to Perez. Mr Borrison looked at the document on Aiden's phone screen. "Well, it is difficult to tell if the document you are showing to me now is authentic. You will need the stamped document presented to you," Mr Borrison said after looking at the document. "So do you have the hard copy of the document you just showed me?" he asked. "Do you have 10 mi
"You are not my son. You can never be my son," Mr Scott said in anger before he could stop himself. "Dad, what did you just say?" Aiden asked. The call came to an abrupt end. Aiden stared at the phone screen and dialled his father's number again but he didn't answer. He understood his father was angry about something but to say, he was not his father is not just an anger statement. Aiden changed his clothes and exited the bedroom. He headed for the front door and grabbed the key cars. He drove in the middle of the night to the family house. It was fifteen minutes past 8 when he arrived. He parked the car and went inside. One of the servants welcomed him and led him to the living room. Aiden found Mrs Scott reading a magazine in the living room. "Good evening, Mum," Aiden greeted. "Aiden, what brings you here at the hour of the night?" Mrs Scott asked unaware of what had transpired between Aiden and her husband, "Mum, am I your son? Are you my mother?" Aiden went straight to the po
"Aiden, I have given you enough chances. I have done my part. Go live your life. You were never a part of this family and your attitude has sold you out. Leave my presence," Mr Scott said and Aiden left with nothing more to say. There was no point defending himself if the man he once called father had already formed his mind about him. Outside the apartment, he sat in the car for a while before bringing the engine to life and driving out of the compound. Aiden was lost in his thoughts as his father's words echoed in his mind. "Why didn't they tell me before, I wasn't a Scott? Why now? Who are my parents even if they are no more?" Aiden thought while driving back home. "Your father was a drunk and your mother a prostitute from a nightclub," the words echoed on his mind repeatedly. Aiden hit the car brakes when a light flashed into his eyes followed by a tyre screeching sound. He stopped the car and looked outside. "Are you stupid? Watch where you are going, idiot," yelled a man
"What is going on?" Mrs Scott, who was also descending the staircase to the living room asked seeing her husband and daughter looking like they were about to slash each other's throats. "Your daughter here just sold us out to Aiden," Mr Scott said angrily. "What happened, Ruth?" Mrs Scott asked drawing closer to Ruth as Mr Scott walked away angrily pressing his phone. "I just told him I sent an email to Aiden and he gets mad at me," Ruth replied not seeing anything wrong with what she did in the middle of the night. "What email?" Mrs Scott asked. "I just sent him an email officially informing him, that he has been removed from office and the need to return business assets in his possession. I asked him to vacant the hotel-provided apartment within 24 hours," Ruth replied. "Ruth, you shouldn't have. You just gave Aiden a reason to start an investigation to dig into the truth," Mrs Scott said. "What truth again, is there to uncover? You already told him last night he was not a Sco
Back at Mr Thatcher's apartment. Amanda was inside her bathroom brushing her teeth. "Someone killed my father and I will find out who. Aiden, I hope you and your family have nothing to do with it," Amanda said looking at her reflection in the mirror. Back at Aiden's Haga went to inform Ana about her visitor. "Your sister is here," Haga announced."Alice?" Ana asked standing to her feet. "She is in the living room. She came with a travel bag. Looks to me like she came to stay," Haga said and folded her lips. "What, a travelling bag?" Ana asked stopping at the door."Mr Scott would not like this," Ana said and exited the room to see her sister. At the top of the staircase, Ana could see Alice sitting on the sofa scanning the room. Ana looked at her for a while and descended the staircase into the living room. "Alice," Ana called out to her. "Sister, how are you doing?" Alice asked standing to her feet. "I am okay but what brought you here?" Ana asked gesturing for Alice to sit d
Aiden was returning to his room when he saw the living room front door open from where he stood. He waited to see who it was only to see Amanda dragging a huge travelling back inside, followed by her driver, Marcus also carrying two huge bags. Aiden frowned looking at the two. "Aren't you going to welcome me home?" Amanda asked, looking at Aiden from the living room. Aiden just walked away without saying anything. Amanda just rolled her eyes and turned to Marcus. "Take my bags to my room," Amanda said to Marcus as she made herself comfortable on the sofa. She picked up the TV remote, turned on the TV and started browsing through the channels. She turned off the TV and grabbed a magazine. All the stations were still talking about her father's burial. Alice and Ana descended the staircase into the living room. "Ana, you are still here and who is that?" Amanda asked seeing the two. "I am Alice. Ana's little sister," Alice introduced with a smile but Amanda frowned looking at her u