Sammy was giggling when they got to the store. He was all smiles and would not stop jumping from one store to another, searching for only what he knew.Elvis was just following him behind like a lost puppy, searching for his mum with Sammy being the only hope to help him."Hey Elvis, let's go to that store, I think I will see the phone I'm looking for there." Sammy jiggled again, and in a twinkle of an eye, before Elvis could say anything, he had skipped away again.Elvis roughed his hair in ultimate frustration with a shout, "Ah! I think that does it!"Elvis moved into the store where Sammy entered, and he searched for Sammy before seeing him staring at something he was holding. He wanted to scold Sammy, but Sammy turned to him, grinning from ear to ear with his hands holding two packs of Samsung Galaxy S 25 Ultra. "See, I found them.""Found them?" Elvis looked clueless, "Were they lost before?""No," Sammy laughed, "I was searching for two of these so that you could have a matching

NOT A FOOL.Elvis was the one who was slapped, and was going all mad and crazy. Camila was the one who burst into tears. She had always known herself to be beautiful and perfect, and because of that, all the guys trembled at her feet, but Elvis just compared her beauty to rags.Elvis sighed as his gaze on Edward eased, and he took a step backward. The impact of the slap on his cheek lingered, but he didn't raise his fingers to the cheek to ease the pain. Rather, he let it sting and raised his face to stare at Edward."I don't think I always tolerate anyone who slaps me, and I will employ you not to do that again. I don't like it.""What? Did you just say that to me? What if I slap you again?"Elvis shrugged, "Nothing will happen, but I won't forgive you for it.""Oh, really?!" Edward raised his hand and slapped Elvis again.Nobody tried to stop him from doing it. Everyone could see that Elvis was getting out of hand, and they knew he deserved it.But that was not what Elvis was seeing

WILLING MOORE."Let me go!" Elvis yelled at the guards who were carrying him, and they gently dropped him on a seat inside the bus before shutting the door and the driver, who was also a guard, drove them away from there."We're sorry about that, young master." The guards apologized. "Master said we should do it, so that no one would suspect anything."Elvis's frown did not ease. He angrily arranged his rough hoodie and tucked his shirt back into his trousers, then relaxed on the seat, keeping his eyes cold and jaw clenched.He decided to remain quiet til he saw Bernard Klein. That would be when he would bust out everything in his mind.The bus drove to a five-star restaurant that was only for the wealthiest, and the driver packed before it.The door was opened, and the guards stepped out to create a space for Elvis to do likewise. He did step out as well, standing face to face with a tall building built completely from glass.The inside of the building couldn't be seen from the outsi

HUMAN CHANGE.Every one of the Moores was not a clone of a robot as Elvis had thought. They were just under the solid instructions of the man of the house. Jordan Moore.Jordan had instructed them all that they should treat Elvis like their family when he returned home. Even if they didn't mean it.He wanted Elvis to be treated comfortably like he should have been treated when he woke up.He wanted everyone to pretend to be in unity and filled with love and joy which were not in the family.Jordan wanted to try out another thing in the family. He had sat down and thought that if Elvis was comfortable, he would relate so much with Bernard Klein. Hence, his everyday dream would come to reality.Jordan Moore also knew that Bernard had found Elvis. He knew that Bernard wanted Elvis back, and he might return the property to Elvis's name soon.He felt that if he treated Elvis well and allowed him to visit Bernard constantly until whatever time Elvis wanted, his dream would in no time come i

MOORE'S NEW PLAN.Gregory folded his arms together and asked Jordan Moore, "How did I betray you, master? I did nothing wrong. That is just the normal way I talk to a patient who is sedated.""Through a note you say?""Yes, master. To watch their reasoning slipping away slowly from them."Jordan stared at the words in the notebook, but nothing was unusual. He opened the note to another leave, then another and another til he got to the last page of the note. Still, there was nothing unusual. Just normal questions that doctors could ask their patients.Jordan moved closer to Gregory. "Tell me now, what did you say to Elvis before he fell asleep?" Jordan suspected that Gregory was trying to outsmart him."I don't tell him anything other than what I want to know from him, and that was his normal position before the drugs kicked in so that I would be able to compare them when he wakes up."Jordan moved closer to Gregory, looking like he wanted to stare into his soul and find out the truth,