CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE “Oh…” Clinton gasped as well, eyes wide as he stared at the scary scene.Sam on the other hand was trembling while he stood like a statue, eyes wide with shock while his lips quivered. “Sam?” Lisa called out to her brother with a whisper while she was still struggling to get a grip on herself. “I need you to take a step backward…” She urged, taking a deep breath.But her words didn’t sound audible enough for the boy to hear, causing him to remain the way he was without being able to blink.“What’s going on here?” Clinton’s voice was slippery, and even though he had succeeded in breaking the silence, there was no guarantee that the suspense was going to leave with it. His eyes were wide as he shifted his gaze from one part of the apartment to the other, staring especially at the walls. The scary words written with red paint, the destructive markings on them, and even the dotted stains that looked like blood. The furniture was not left out, destroyed beyond reco

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE Pedro looked like he had seen a ghost, but it wasn’t long before he managed to get a hold of himself.“How are you cured, Carine?! You are meant to be in a wheelchair!” Pedro was still stunned, he looked at Carine’s healed body, there was no scar to indicate that she had been in a terrible fire accident. “I am here to reclaim my company, Pedro. I need you to step aside.” Carine was direct with her demand. She didn’t have time to exchange words with Pedro who was obviously part of her family’s negligence.“What?! No way!” Pedro refused at once, he was enjoying so much power and wealth as the CEO of the company, and he wasn’t ready to let go.“Father asked me to take over when you got yourself burned in that fire. There is no way I am disobeying his instruction.”“This company belongs to me, Pedro! It’s either you leave or I will be forced to throw you out!” Carine was gradually losing her patience, but Pedro was too blind to see it.“You have lost this company, C

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE Clinton couldn’t stop his legs from taking two steps.He didn’t need anyone to tell him that the woman he was staring at was his Mother.Flashes of memories filled his head as he stared in disbelief. Over two decades of being apart from the woman who birthed him caused him instant pain.Scarlett saw two men who looked alike, but she knew which one of them was her lost son. Tears freely trickled down her face as she looked at Clinton, wishing she could get on her feet and run to him. She turned to one of the bodyguards. “Move faster.” She ordered, and the young man didn’t waste any time in adding more force to the wheel. Clinton knelt in front of his Mother, sniffling as he grabbed her hands. “I never thought I was going to see you again. Mother!” The last word made him gasp; a new reality was setting in.Scarlett leaned forward and embraced him, and he didn’t mind the tears that dropped on his suit. While Mother and s

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN The night looked like it was the best moment to witness as guests all over the city trooped into the Draco Estate in their numbers. Even though the premises of the Greenland Villa didn’t look like it was not going to be able to contain the sleek cars that were lined up like metallic snakes inside the parking lots, anyone who saw the luxurious cars was going to think that they had walked into an automobile company. Inside the hall were guests in their numbers, brandishing their expensive outfits that matched the color of the day- white. The chandeliers hanging above them scintillated their glitter into the champagne flutes that the sommeliers were serving the guests. Whispers, laughter, and exchange of pleasantries filled the air, but it didn’t sound like they were going to be able to overshadow the live performance of the best orchestra giving their best by the corner of the large hall. Everyone anticipated the arrival of the long-awaited celebrant, but Clin

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE Vance gasped as soon as he heard those words that resounded echoes of hope and recovery in his ears.“The Dragon Legendis here?!”His eyelids flickered, but his blinded eyes were not going to see Clinton. “Are you sure you brought him, Lola? I heard he was killed in a fire.” “He is standing right here in front of you, Father,” Lara assured, turning to Clinton with an assuring smile. Vance nodded, and then he started gripping, trying to sit up.The two stewards behind him quickly grabbed him and helped him up.“Divine Healer? If you are truly here, please save me!” His voice was laced with pangs of pain, but he still tried as much as he could to hold onto the hope that his daughters had given to him. Clinton stepped closer to the old man, still making his observations while everyone turned their attention to him. “Your Brain, Mr. Phoenix.” “What about his brain?” Lola asked the same question that her father would have asked if it had been possible for him to g