“Then how much were you talking about?” There was a foreboding silence in the air, Malia had an ominous feeling as she saw the strange smile on Rhys face.“Five hundred billion.” The whole restaurant went silence, even Alessandro’s eyes popped out in disbelief. That amount was not a big deal for him, he could easily give that to Rhys as allowance monthly but he doubted that any other family would be able to raise such amount for their descendants on a monthly basis. “He is no different from his mother.” He mumbled to himself as he continued to watch the show. He looked at Rhys in a different light and was very impressed by this son of his. “You must be joking right?” The laugh on Rafael’s lips froze.“How are we supposed to raise that kind of money?! Are you crazy Rhys?”“Of course I’ve gone crazy. Like you said, I am poor so I need a means to make money.” He had an aggrieved expression on his face which caused some of the people present to burst into laughter.Rhys claimed he was

The show he had witnessed didn’t sit well with him, Alessandro was determined to find out what had happened to his son in the past and how he had been faring in the family he was living in. There was no more exchange of words between them as Alessandro neared the estate he was very familiar with. With just the push of a button, the high gates slid open and he drove through, the gates closed after him.This was new to Rhys as he kept staring at a miniature key in his father’s hand except it had a button in the middle. Noticing his surprise, Alessandro tossed the key to him. “This would give you access through the gates but there are other security passes before anyone can get to the main house.” It seemed as if they were driving through the forest as there were talk trees on both sides of the road. “Amongst those trees are cameras and drones hidden to monitor the activities here. After we lost you in the past, we upgraded and tightened the security of the house. Those drones are prog

Harrison Fernandez, the patriarch of the Fernandez family shed tears in the presence of others ignoring his image and what anyone might think of him if they ever found out about it. “Good child, you were able to find your way back home. This is impressive.”They separated after a while, Harrison was grinning that his eyes turned into slits. “You have a lot to tell us, do not worry about how long it would take, the old man is ready to listen to the tales from his grandson. “It is nothing much-”As Rhys was about to continue, they heard the sound of coughing. It was no one but his mother, he rushed back to her side, gently patting her. “The poison is getting worse,” Rhys mumbled to himself.As if on cue, Lydia coughed out blood before she passed out in Rhys arms. Rhys was moved to tears as he realized how petite and pale his mother was. His grandfather and father were already panicking. “Where is Damien? Why is he not here?!” Harrison thundered at his son.Alessandro was already dialin

All of a sudden, Lydia’s body became cold, her face pale and her lips blue. From where he was sitting beside her, Rhys could feel the cold emanating from her body, “Mum?” He shook her quite a few times but there was no response from her… the only possibility was that she was-Lydia started coughing, before she opened her eyes, Rhys had brought her back to the normal world. Her body temperature returned back to normal, her body had very obvious changes like her hair were longer and sifter, she looked like she was in her late twenties. “Now I know where I got my looks from.” He instantly understood that the poison in her must have triggered the sudden changes in her appearance too.“Son??” Lydia’s eyelids fluttered open, her eyes were vibrant and fill of life. She slowly sat up on the bed. “Mum, I cured the poison in you.” Rhys gave her a meaningful look.“What are you-” Her eyes fell on a wardrobe but the most important thing was there was a mirror right in front. “Is that me?” Lydia

As soon as he walked in, Malia’s eyes was on him as if she was expecting him. Rhys was taken aback, it was too late to turn around and leave so he could only walk in with a sigh. ‘I didn’t expect to meet them so soon. I wonder what they want this time?’ His wife Malia stood from her chair, and walked over to him, a sexy little strut in her steps that had Rhys rolling his eyes. She approached him slowly, she had a smile on her face, a pout on her red painted lips and a dress that hugged her figure. Malia leaned forward as she was standing before Rhys, her floral perfume washed over him and he recoiled back. She pouted softly. Rhys rolled his eyes at her special appearance and was glad to note that he didn't feel a shred of attraction to the beautiful body that held the devious mind. “Rhys, I’m so sorry for what happened yesterday, Grandmother has warned about being rude to you, I promise that it would never happen again.” Her eyes were down casted as if she was genuinely apologizing