Michael POVBarb called to update me that he has take on the search with Ayla. I know she will never relent when it has to do with matters concerning me.I just hope they find something out because I can't wait to find the man behind the voice.He will greatly help me rejuvenate what I'm trying to rebuild and help impact other Vikings that has loosed hope.I went straight to work the next day, early morning. To answer query from my boss, Miss. Sarah Cruz.The eyes that were on me right from when I entered the office already told me that, there was hot fire coming from the mountain."Michael, you are here." Pricillia's look this morning was not pleasant unlike how flirtatious she always look in the morning."Yeah..." skeptically trying to adapt to the suspicious working environment, I reach for my desk but at my attempt to it - a familiar voice called me out."Michael." I turn around only to see Miss. Sarah, my boss standing before me and smiling brightly."Good morning, Ma'am. Ma'am,
Michael POVFor a driver or one focused on the highway, every seconds count.As mistakes and accident are prone to happen at any given seconds.Of course the driver ran away, not willing to take the child to the hospital out of fear and because the child looks like a beggar.At the sight of the little child lying helpless on the floor, one would say she is a sicklar who needs no medical attention.She is so malnourished with her head bigger than ever part of her body. She is too thin to even carry as one might think she is going to break.Seeing this scenario, I can't just act like I did not know what happened. Even if she dies, at least she needs to be hospitalized.I stroll towards the poor helpless child."Heyyy! What happened to my child?" seconds later, a woman standing by the pedestrian walk way shouted in shock."My child! Olivia! What happened to my child? Who did this to her?" the woman cried out dolefully, exclaiming with loud voice thereby causing eyes to sway down to us.I
Michael's POVYes, human being play but not in situations like this.What organ can this dying woman sell? Isn't this doctor being extraordinarily rude?I became so angry and turned to the doctor."Do you mean you can't treat this child without money? I mean it's life before money, you can't choose money over life." I said staring straight at the old doctor's face with the big medicated glass making his eyes too small to be noticed, he smirked."Young man, it seems you are new to this town. How do you expect me to treat a patient without money? Like I would have done that to a normal customer but look at her, even in the next ten (10) years to come can she pay the bills?" the doctor shoot me a dirty look and back at the woman, he rolled his eyes at her which pervades nothing but disgust."What is the world turning into?" I look around the numb looking nurses who seem not to have voice."They have succeeded in choosing money over life, wow!" I exclaimed, resting my hands on my waist.T
Michael POVMy shaking brought fought nothing but futile result, I decided to call the attention of the nurses.Another bills again.You can understand what I mean. Paying bills for people I know nothing about. If I had not caused this upon myself, all these would have been avoided.But everything happens for a reason neither is there any ordinary day, all the response will be gotten in future.Time will tell.She was quickly given a room and attended to by senior doctors soon after I made the necessary payments."What is wrong with her?" I asked staring at the doctor and his assistant who is a nurse."Nothing much, she is fine." He rubbed his nose."It's just that she lacks vegetables and good food. I advise you buy her enough fruits and food with calories so she would jump back to health." He advised.I smirked and scoffed soon after, scratching my forehead like one who was slowly turning mad because I feel I will go insane any moment from now."Feed her? Do you even ask if I know t
Michael POVHer eyes did not leave mine all these time, as she was eager to hear whatever I have to say.She gave me that "ask ahead" look and I cleared my throat softly."It is nothing serious actually..." I begin sarcastically, trying to ease the already tensed room."It's just that, we have come this long way together and I still don't know your name or anything about you." I said teasingly in a way that she won't think I have an ulterior motive or something negative, immediately, she laughed using her hand to close her mouth.Who would have thought she has such good manner when discussing with someone? I smirked, staring at every dramatic expression that she made."Sorry for my bad manners. So much had happened and I thought you must have known me by now. Maybe from the doctors or so." she said apologetically with her eyes on me, I smiled giving her a go ahead and an expression that I was never offended by her action."I'm Lucille and my child's name is Olivia." she stopped talkin
Ayla POVThis week has been one of the messy week I have ever had since I resumed work at my father's sugar industry as the Managing Director.Aside for the bulk of paperwork that I have to sign daily for approval, I also need to attend every meeting and listen to the words / proposals from junior staffs.It absolutely not easy like it has never been easy.I sighed after a deep exhale before touching my mouse that is always connected to the desktop, to start from where I had left off.Immediately, I saw a notification on the screen and at the sight of the profile picture on the header - I knew it was from Barb and instantly, I clicked on it to open.We have been working our ass off on this one issue to get back to Michael but all recent results has been futile.We are happy that Michael has not called to ask about this because, the sad news won't be cool for him to bear in this period.[FACEBOOK MESSAGE: FROM BARB: "Hey Ayla, what have you gotten on your cupboard?"]I smirked at the s
Ayla POVI followed the little details that Michael had sent to me last night and the next morning, I did not relent.What I hate most is cutting my morning sleep. If it's not yet ten o'clock (10:00AM) in the morning, then I'm not waking up.But I had to sacrifice. For love and to soothe my conscience.Following the information he sent, the accident happened few blocks away from his mansion which I think is suspicious.I don't know but in times like this, one needs to be hundred percent (100%) sensitive.How come the accident happened here and why must it be at that time, when he was returning from work?I smirked with my eyes on the road, staring at the spot that he pointed is where the accident happened.Being too close to Michael, I have been so alike - like him and my thinking has changed.I was no longer thinking normal than the lame man, I begin to think abstractly - ultimately outside the box.Just at that moment, a little girl was walking on the pedestrian walk way alone and i
Ayla POV"Who are you and what are you doing in my room?" the woman asked angrily and like a clown who has lost its joy, I turn around the face the woman.She was already boiling in anger, holding a small knife on her hand. She will definitely kill me if I don't give her an explanation.And that was exactly when the earpod and camera begin to glitch, making it difficult to communicate with them or hear whatever they have to say."Who are you? How did you get into my house?" she fired again, charging to me.Like, I can tell her that I mistakenly entered her house and begin to search - holding her frame. That is totally ridiculous.Right now, I am nothing but a thief which is really not fair."Olivia, get my phone. We must call the police." the small child that was behind her rushed to the drawer to bring out her mother's phone.Drawer that I have earlier searched and did not see anything. Wow."Actually, madam I am not a thief. I'm not here to steal anything." I said placing the pictur