The Discreet Billionaire.

Carl returns home in the late evening, he looked so tired and weary as the day was closing. On getting to the house, he discovered that the gate was locked. He got to the gate, "Hey Galo, I'm back home, please open the gate" he voiced to notify the gate keeper as he knocked continuously on the gate. The gate was designed with a little bit of space that exposes a little of what is inside the Chavez mansion to the outsiders. BANG! BANG!! He knocked, but the wind didn't press through. With all the troubles of knocking, still, nobody came out to respond to him, though it was like that of the gate keeper to have the pleasure of locking him outside by order of Madam Vincenta, his wicked mother-in-law. He was sure his wife was inside but would she allow him, her husband to be locked outside of her home, if actually she still have a little feeling for him?!.. He stood outside like a beggar who has come to seek help. He could see the bright light and illuminant endowed around the big Chave

A bottle of Hennessy was angrily thrown on Carl's face from the entrance of the mansion, but it broke and scattered on the gate as it made a very disturbing sound in the neighborhood..Though it was night already, the shadowy image of two muscular looking men could be seen clutching another bottle of hennessy as without any further stealth dash out of the gigantic door of the mansion and hurried to the gate were Carl held soo firm as he had his eye fixated to the window of his bedroom as his heart was aching severely...He cried out Camila's name with pain filled in his heart as he feared another man is about to defile his own wife under his nose...The bodyguards surrounding the flashy cars were still standing motionlessly as they watched the scene as Pablo Chavez, the first son of the Chavez family threw another bottle at the gate which brushed Carl's white hair with his blood as the bottle broke and the pieces reached Carl's head."You jerk, haven't you heard enough or do you want

Camila quickly realized that her father was not happy with what he saw. She froze and slowly stroll her gaze to the ground, wondering if she tells her father about Oliver status as the son of a multi-billionaire, his expressions might change. But Immediately, Mrs. Chavez came in but she would not be the first to enraged her husband as she select her words carefully, knowing fully well her husband's reactions to infidelity, instead she calmly tried to twist the subject. "Honey, we have some visitors around, we don't want to mess things up by mentioning that low-life to cause a fued in the house" she cautiously said as she went over her husband and began rubbing his shoulders with her warm hands, but Mr. Edgardo jolted as he levelled his shoulders against her grips. "Is Grandpa angry?" one of the grand-daughters uttered with a sad face.. "Dad you can't be serious, why do you have to mention his name, we're not going to talk about a less privileged here!" Pablo ranted in annoyance.

"He is just soo lucky that Mr. Chavez has not yet come against him, not just yet,he will soon get fed up with living with a useless son-in-law who is the only stain on his big name as soon as the very wealthy son of the Acevedes billionaire family proposes to Madam Camila" Sara chipped-in contemptuously while standing with her palms gummed on her curvy hips, donning a repugnant look at Carl, heartlessly.The store room was free from the stinging ants once again as Julia made sure of it and her head cluttered with astonishment to discover where the Chavez's son-in-law slept through out the night after passing out. The bed was filled with dirt and some little line of sticks that could cause wounds and scratches on his skin, that was what Carl slept on and she became worried about him.Though she is just a maid in the house, she was afraid to help Carl else she is prone to losing her one in a million job working in the house of a millionaire and a business mogul...But she clipped in he

The furnace inside the house reduced the icy atmosphere in the entire living room. Because of the chilly wind that blows around due to yesterday's rain, everyone selected the kind of special dress that covers their overall body. Kassy and kiki wagged their tails as they hurried to the living room, they had just woken up from their sleep. But what type of dog wakes up soo late like the two lazy but classy pet dogs of the family? Kassy is a golden doodle while Kiki is a whoodle. Both little hybrid cuties were the best friends of the family. Their cute barks alarmed the rest of the little grandchildren of the Chavez family as their voices were heard suddenly in the living room, shouting around playfully. Carl entered his bedroom and found his bed soo rough and he quickly remembered that he was called on by Mr. Edgardo for an urgent delivery very early in the morning yesterday before he could even think of arranging his bed and other things he found on the floor, the had only brushe