The dinner between the Wei’s and the Moore’s had come to an end perfectly. Everything more or less went according to plan just as Marcus thought it would and Rachel was now in a good mood about the whole Estelle drama. The Moore’s left the Wei mansion with their bellies full and a big smile on their faces while Marcus, his wife and his father waved them off as their car and their entourage drove away into the night. The Wei family went back into the mansion, said their good night to one another and retired to their separate rooms. Marcus wasted no time stripping off his clothes immediately he entered his room. He forwent the choice to have a bath before going to sleep, went directly to his king sized and plopped down on it. A groan escaped his lips as his head sank deeper into his pillows. He wasn’t frustrated or anything. He was just tired from all the work he had thrown himself into the past few weeks. Marcus sighed and rolled over. To him, the fatigue he was feeling as of now was

Marcus rushed into the mansion after he had basically acted out a scene from fast and furious on the streets leading back to his home. Unlike how he had been when his uncle had betrayed him, his blood boiled fervently at the thought of a cousin from his uncle’s side rearing his head at that time especially when Lori had confirmed what the man had said by the background check she had done. But still how was Chris here? How was he even real? Why didn’t he come forward earlier? Why now, when he had put all this behind him for Christ sake? Marcus had never heard of a son from his uncle, barely even a daughter even though the man had been deceiving him from the beginning but this in its entirety was out of the blue. Marcus moved as fast as he could without alarming anyone he saw in the building, his heart pounding in his chest. He had to tell his father what had just happened. If anyone would have an answer to this, he would. Micah was Eric’s brother after all. He checked every room he th

“What do you mean Mark is Chris?” Jasmine cried out louder using her hands to cover her face as if she was afraid of Marcus seeing her true emotions. “My brother has dissociative identity disorder. It’s a condition where he has two or more than two personalities. Last time I was privy to it he had just two. It was caused by the trauma we went through as children with my dad leaving and my mum always drinking. It’s like I said, Chris wasn’t the one who harmed my mother, Mark was. And it’s all Eric’s fault.” Jasmine sniffled and continued. “The night that it happened, my mum and I had a fight. My brother and I hadn’t eaten for two full days but that day I had managed to get some change. The change I planned to use and get food, but she had used it to buy drugs and alcohol. She had been drinking and doing drugs all day that day and I got fed up. I cursed her out and it turned into a hissy fit with me being on the receiving end. She slapped me and called me a whore and I left angrily

Chris had left and the office had returned to its serene calmness just like it was before everything went to hell. The doctor had tried to get information about what was happening from Marcus, but Lori caught the drift in Marcus’ eyes and swiftly escorted the doctor out of the room with him still trying to get answers. Marcus plopped on his seat and let out a deep breath after Lori had taken the doctor out. Chris was lost more than he was in this situation. How was he going to fight against someone who didn’t even know what they were doing half the time? He rubbed his eyes, thinking of going to meet Jasmine again but he dissuaded himself from it. She was the one who even informed Mark of what was going on. She wouldn’t be the right person to speak to, but he did need to speak to someone about it to get a fresh perspective. That’s when the image of someone entered his mind. Rachel. He could tell her what was happening without burdening his father and get her point of view of what to d

Marcus had walked off with Rachel leaving his father to pick up the pieces of the shocked guests. The scene had put the ball at a standstill as people whispered to themselves spreading their own version of what happened and trying to understand why Marcus was so riled up because of it. Neither of them knew that Marcus and Rachel were even married to begin with.Micah had stepped up to the plate to handle the rest of the event, allowing his son to take care of a possibly wounded Rachel. He addressed the crowd, taking their minds off what had just happened. “I’m sorry for the commotion everyone but I want to assure everyone that it has been taken care of. So, if we could all just go back to the ball and begin our fundraiser for the orphanages of New York city.” The crowd moved like mindless creatures and clapped completely following Micah’s lead but not entirely removing their minds from the escapade that Finch pulled. As the event went on and the jubilations continued, Marcus and R