"It's so annoying and I want it all out, the voices in my head. It's either the hard truth or the denial." Joshua's eyes warped into a miserable black. Joshua lost every tiny hope of survival, and just as he was left alone sitting near the bronze statue. He recalled his aunt Savannah. "What is your decision now Mr Stark?" He was startled by Miss Laura's voice, who would know she was there, he just saw her leaving not too long. The pressure behind his eyes released and he relaxed. "You're there Miss Laura." She walked over and sat stretching her hands over the railing. "Here… I forgot this Mr Stark, sorry for intruding." She picked up her phone. " I feel helpless and I didn't like that because it reminds me of…" he held back the screams of frustration, "this was given to me by Aunt Savannah," he held an embroidered hankie in his hand. "And just like she always said, the best revenge is massive success. But in making that decision, I have become stiff and stuck, what of the afterm

"Can I have a moment with you, Miss Pamela?" Mr Hudson requested. "Mrs Pamela…" Joshua brewing with jealousy corrected and Miss Noura let out a chuckle. "Shut the fuck up Joshua, he can address her as he wishes." Mr Mason let out, his glass in his hands and he matched Joshua's leg hardly to the ground, he almost yelped but he kept his head low. "I don't want to hear anything from you, hope you understand me." He walked closer to Pamela and Mr Hudson and had Joshua alone with Miss Noura. "No one asked you to speak." His tone was stern. Joshua coloured. "For myself, I think that we could win against the whoresons face to face. However, I’ve got a far better idea than that." "Tell us," urged Brandon as he sauntered over. "Do you want to know?" "By the Gods I do." "While I was coming here, I was checking my way back, researching about Vancouver and the tycoons, businesses around here." Mr Hudson winked. "It's a little habit I couldn't get rid of." "What did you find?" Hudson ca

Mr Mason stepped over and squeezed Joshua's shoulder. "How long will it take you?" "What are you talking about?" His eyebrow flared in the air. He was surprised at the way Mr Mason tramped towards him and with nothing other than the question. "You dumb head, what you think you're doing here, get those groceries out of here unless you want your tiny penny on the root for them." He snarled, Joshua felt his bone chill in relief somehow the sudden outburst was better than the inertia. Maybe Noura had made them to laid their eyes on him as she did, not far from the truth, he was meant to be a suspect had he had any influence they're aware whatsoever. Except for the fact he is a mere penny candy man. "You should get home, pigs like you are always lucky, and luck doesn't happen every day." He said it like a friendly piece of advice, soon Mrs Levi will come out of her isolation and likely he sees Joshua, she might throw a fit. "Someone should throw this insane man out of our midst." "Sto

"You might know something, I'm not so likeable to have come here without proper orientation." "I place the terms, if you're happy with it, fine."He took another sip of his red wine. "I've never had any great passion for history, Mr Joshua." "You're a socially inclined man, and believed to be cunning and impersonating. Mr Hunter, why don't you like history? Whereas all your shelves are filled with books." Joshua pondered that for a moment wondering if perhaps that was the reason Mr Stark had escalated more than him politically. "Don't know, don't suppose I guess." That was all he said. "Vancouver was originally a small sawmilling settlement—" "Called Granville in the 1870s. I want you to include me this time in the Renov project, Mr Joshua." Joshua blinked in surprise. "You killing my interest aren't you." "Too trivial for you to believe a lie Mr Joshua, you didn't receive much orientation." "I'm rather impressed by you revealing your true form before anything." The look he gave

"I'm sorry I can't help you, Joshua," Pamela said moving to one side, she wished she could but the throng and the fact that Joshua was caught in the act red-handed left her with no conviction. Aunt Savannah, she knew of her, Joshua had told her before but that was way way back. There is no way he would still be looking for her if she knows how is bereaved Joshua had been when he told her. "Or what, you're going to fight me?" Trisha retorted not minding Joshua's grapple to contain his uproar, she doesn't care besides he was good for nothing that they talked about to the whole crowd. "Are you accusing us? Admit your act, swindler!" Mrs Bridgest Mason said supporting Trisha. But despite this scornful reflection, he gazed round in a friendly way at the people within the premise. But even at that moment, he had a dim presage that this happier contour of mind was also not normal. There were a lot of people at the time surrounding him in the field, besides the Mason and the group of peopl