As the gigantic gate opened, the car that was half-baked drove into the sprawling estate. Richard's breath was etched in his throat. He could barely believe what he was seeing. “This is a paradise on earth,” he let out slowly. The man beside him now had disappeared. The phantom kept driving until it drove itself into a garage. A young man walked out with a smile plastered on his face. He bowed his head immediately. “It's good to have you here, Mr. Richard. We have been expecting you for a while now. Let me fix your car. Can I have the keys?” Richard was fazed for a couple of minutes. He held onto the key and was not sure he heard what the young man said. “Are you AI?” Richard asked immediately, walking closer to him. “AI?” The young man asked, squeezing his eyebrows. “Of course not. I will be your mechanic as I have been to your father.” Richard smiled. “And how many years have you worked for him?” he asked, folding his arms. The man was about to talk when he heard footsteps

Gerald Warren was in the living room when Dianne walked in drunk. His angry gaze landed on Kathleen and then went towards Margaret who has a magazine in her hand. “ You mean to tell me you grown adults cannot control just a single woman? One fucking woman. Can't you control your goddamn daughter for Christ sake!” “ The last time I remember she was your daughter too.” Kathleen replied, her gazing daring between her husband and Dianne who was climbing the stairs on her way to her room. “ What have you both done this time around?” Margaret grinned trying to play the dutiful aunt. “ Oh for duck's sake! Can you keep your trap!” Gerald said angrily. “ I can't cloth and feed you while you remain rude to me. The next time you try that will be your last time in this house.” Gerald warned, his hand tapping the table in front of him. “ I don't know how you are going to do it but you need her fixed. She is getting married to Brian and that is my final decision.” Gerald got to his feet aft

Dianne was not sure if what Richard said was actually making sense. She looked at him and was not sure of what to say. Richard’s words hung in the air. Dianne froze. Her lips parted a little, but no word came out. The noise from the café faded behind them. It suddenly felt like the whole place was watching them even though no one was.“Richard… what do you mean?” she finally whispered.Richard rested his back on the chair and exhaled deeply. His eyes shifted away, like he was looking at a memory far behind him.“Everything I know about myself… everything I believed… it’s all a lie,” he said quietly.Dianne blinked fast. “You’re scaring me. What do you mean?”Richard rubbed his temples slowly. His head felt heavy. He didn’t even know where to start.“I don’t remember my parents. I don’t remember my childhood. I don’t even know how I got my name. I only know what I was told. And now… I found out it’s all wrong.”Dianne reached out and held his hand, but Richard gently pulled his away

Richard stood there, breathing in slowly as the voices of the workers echoed around the large room. Their bright eyes, their wide smiles, the way they all looked at him with respect… it almost felt unreal.He had never been accoladed such respect before even when he lived with the Warren’s. He swallowed trying to accept everything happening.A few months back he was nobody.A man beaten down by life.A man mocked for being weak.A man with nothing left but anger.Now?He was standing in a mansion bigger than anything he had seen. People were bowing to him. Calling him “Master Richard.” Treating him like a king.It was strange. It was powerful. But it was also scary.Larry stepped forward and whispered beside him, “Say something. They are waiting.”Richard blinked and looked at them again. “Uh…” he began, scratching the back of his neck. “Thank you. I am not used to all this, but… I am happy to be here.”They clapped harder.Troy elbowed Tony softly. “Bro, this is insane. I can't beli