Brian slowly alighted from the white Porsche, feeling the warmth of the sun on his forehead.He slammed the door with a gentle push, setting his eyes on the tall building in front of him.A quick sensation of nostalgia hit him, crawling through his nerves.But the urge to be in motion felt like a necessity, a responsibility he couldn’t run away from.So, he took a deep breath, gathering momentum.“Mr. Regal…” A voice called out, causing him to halt.Brian turned toward his left, eyes narrowed upon the lady marching toward him from a distance.She had just gotten out of her own car, an exorbitant pink Rolls-Royce. Her steps flowed as though time had to wait for her to approach Brian, seeming a bit unconcerned about the level of his patience.“My sister said she has been calling. You have not been taking her calls.” She had no pleasantry on her face, standing like a mannequin used to display an outfit.Brian couldn’t ignore the fact that he recognized her, including her beauty.“Hello

CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND NINETY-THREE“Wait!” Jake pushed his body up from the chair in a hurry, standing in Brian’s way.Suddenly, his breath staggered, his eyes wide with a still tension.“Are you going to tell her about this meeting?” He asked, voice shaky.Brian chuckled softly. “I haven’t spoken to her in weeks, Jake. I don’t even think she will ever believe anything I say to her. So, relax, your secret is safe…”Jake sighed heavily, hands on his chest.“For now…” Brian added, causing him to gasp silently.“What… what does that mean?”“It means that the earlier you start looking for a way out of this mess you put yourself in, the better for you.”Jake swallowed hard, but even the uneasiness inside him couldn’t stop him from fondling the envelope.He exhaled sharply, nodding to the advice he had received.“I have to go, Jake. Have fun…” Brian patted him on the right shoulder before making his move.“Who is going to pay for the food?!” Jake asked in a nervous tone, turning sharply.

“Tell him I am here to see him. He will let me in…”“I am sorry, Mam. But I cannot let you in. You will have to call Master Brian and inform him you are here.”“Nonsense! You have to let me in! I need to speak to Brian! I need to see my daughter!”For a moment, Brian tried to pretend as though he couldn’t hear the commotion resounding from downstairs, but the more he made that attempt, the more difficult it became.He groaned, annoyance written all over his face.Then he stood up, heading for the staircase.“Where are you going?” Arya’s voice stopped him in his tracks, causing him to turn slowly.“Babe?” He sighted her standing in the middle of the hallway, holding onto the glass of milkshake as though it was heavier than it looked.Her belly was struggling to fit into the shirt she was putting on, her other hand resting on her waist.“I was only gone for a couple of minutes, Brian.” She frowned, curling her lips. “Now you are about to leave me.” She cried silently, but there was no t

“Your grandpa said it was either I broke up with your father, or he was going to pull the trigger. I couldn’t let him kill him!” Jemima broke down again, but this time for a brief moment.“I didn’t know what to do, Arya. Silas didn’t deserve to die; he was only back because he wanted to take responsibility for the pregnancy, for you…” She pointed to Arya, her eyes sinking into their sockets.“I know I shouldn’t have lied to you about your father, Arya. But it was either that or my father was going to force me to get rid of you…” She shook her head frantically, rebuking the thought that crashed into her mind.“I was never going to do that to you, my dear. You are my flesh and blood, and I wasn’t going to kill you. So, I agreed…” She sniffled again, then continued, her breath still heavy.“I agreed to tell you that your father was dead so that I could keep you.” She explained, then she lifted her eyes to look at her daughter properly.Her vision had turned blurry, yet she refused to take

“I knew you were going to come…” Rebecca stood in front of the door, satisfaction brandished all over her face.“It almost looked like victory, or something close to that.“Come on in…” She moved out of the way, one hand on the handle while the other ushered the young man in.Brian was reluctant, but only for a few seconds.His eyes glittered with uncertainty, yet the hunger to carry out his mission was palpable.So, he walked into the house, one step at a time.“Nice…” He observed, nodding quietly.Rebecca scoffed, shutting the door behind her.“Don’t act like you weren’t expecting us to die of hunger, after you abandoned us to suffer.”Brian huffed. “I didn’t abandon you, Aunt Becca.” He turned to face the lady, looking her eyeball to eyeball.“You were becoming a nuisance to me. You and your children.”The lady rolled her eyes, contempt glittering in them.“Speaking of your children.” Brian scoured, returning his eyes to the lady at once.“Where are they? I hope they are not off, c