Chapter 6(I've Got a Son?)

The bodyguards bow at Henry as they couldn't do anything to her except he orders them to.

"Wait...a minute, who are you and who's Pedro because I am Henry" he informed intending to give the pestering baby back to her but she stepped away from him.

"Drop your jokes Pedro! You have a case with my father!" She concludes and walked away without further introduction.

Henry mutters some depressing words, turned his gaze at the maids and then his eyes met the weeping child whose pitch was high and breaking.

The maids hadn't dropped the tray in their hands yet as they were waiting for his order. Everyone here seemed to respect him and he guessed he might be in a safer place than the former.

"Could someone tell me what's happening?" Henry pleads as he stretched the baby to one of the maids to hold. He doubts if these terrible looking bodyguards could cater for the child. Rather, they would kill the baby.

It was the first maid who took the child from him and her name was venessa. She was a new recruit and recently started working a night before the master of the house was declared dead. 

Before working here, she had heard of all the agonizing roams about the master of the house but hasn't seen nothing of such. He was very different from the prescription, the voice and behavior.

It was her first time seeing him facial and looked confused and piteous. She wonders why he was acting like a stranger in his own house.

Venessa was taught how to address and behave around the mansion. She was told her life doesn't belong to her but the master.

At first she was scared to take the offer but because of the money at stake, she accepted the job. The second was Mira, she was also a new recruit and suffers the same fate as venessa, it was all for the money.

"Boss?" Someone called. It was the same man earlier that made him come out of his room. He was striding towards Henry.

The two bodyguards excused themselves along with the two maids as it wasn't proper for them to be there when their master starts a conversation with his secretary. 

"I'm so sorry I let her in, she was persistent and..."

"Who are you?" Henry inquires cutting him short. He needed to make sure he wouldn't be hurt by this man who he speculates was the real master here.

The young man was bewildered by Henry's question but he had to reply.

"It's I sir, Nathan your secretary" he replied with a respectful bow. Henry did not know what to say anymore as it was obvious that he would never get a proper answer.

It could mean he was the master here not Nathan. How did it all begin? The few things he could understand; was that some bounty hunters were after him because of a price tag and then boom, Nathan comes to rescue in the end.

"Who's that lady? What's the price tag everyone is talking about? Who am I? How did I get here! am I in another country again? What the f**k is taking place in my life? Please I just want to go home"

He couldn't believe he stated all his pending questions in seconds. He was so stressed that he felt like passing out if he hadn't held the handle of the door.

Nathan cleared his throat as he evaluates that his boss was acting strange lately. Perhaps, he lost his memory temporary. It was up to him to narrate the whole situation.

"Well sir, I think you need some rest..."

"No, please I feel my heart would explode, maybe I'm suffering from anemia, I can't recall anything" Henry says playing along because the only way he would get an answer was if he pretends to lose his memory.

He winces and held his head like though trying to recollect while peeping at the puzzled Nathan.

"Then it's best you don't remember sir" Nathan said breaking Henry's heart.

"Shit!" Henry wails disappointed that his techniques didn't Nathan speak up.

Nathan was just worried that his boss would have some complications if stresses his brain to remember past events. Little does he know that Henry was dying in silence out of curiosity.

"Pedro!!" Another feminine voice interfered in their discussion. It was a middle aged woman cartwalking towards them. She was wearing a jean pant and green sleeve shirt. Her hair wrapped in a bun.

Her Amazonian figure sat well on her wafer-thin body. She had a decanter shaped waist and her complexion had an impeccable, ochrous hue.

Her pencil-thin eyebrows eased down gently to her black, beetle’s-leg eyelashes. A sculptor could not have fashioned her seraph’s ears and pixie’s nose any better.

This woman was pretty and sexy even though the outfit she wore was bogus, it still reveals her perfect shape. Henry snaps back embarrassed at himself for describing women at such a ridiculous situation.

"Another drama" Henry posted trailing his eyes at her in frustration.

***

CHILDHOOD...

"I want to have a lovely wife and two sons" Henry furthers fixing his gaze at the couple who were busy attending to their daughter.

They were still at the pond hugging themselves firmly and snickering. The only way they could comfort each other was through an embrace that speaks true love.

Their gaze were averted from these lovable couple and child as they were concentrated on themselves.

The cool breeze swept leaves rolling down to the pond, birds chirps and the baby's giggles from a distance filled the atmosphere.

"I hate families, I would just have mistress" the boy says refraining from the hug as he held Henry's hand while they walk away from the pond. This place was where they pour out their heart and find peace of mind.

These boys were always coming here, they were quite fortunate to see a family here ruining their intial plans.

"What's a mistress?" The naive Henry questioned with probing eyes at this boy who was same age as he was yet acts matured.

"I don't know, I just hear the adults say such" he replied chuckling and Henry joins him. They had started a conversation about family and the kind of women they would love to end up with.

"Let's stay together when we grow up with great women in our lives" the boy suggested and Henry nodded.

"I love dramatic and mysterious girls" Henry whispers running away from the boy who scoffs. He was heading towards the building they sneaked out from.

It was a far distance away from the pond.

"Well, I love to watch you handle them!" The boy yells chasing after Henry.

***

PRESENTLY...

Henry sucks his breath as this woman halts her steps immediately she got to him. He ducks his head and step a bit backward from her.

Nathan growls silently as he stood in between Henry and this raging woman. She was impatient to speak and didn't want a third party between them.

"She's Joanna, your ex-wife" Nathan hints in a whisper to Henry who widen his eyes in disbelief. When did he get married and broke up?

The confused man beckons on Henry to step aside while he address the issue. He would simply tell her that whosoever she was looking for wasn't him and it would be best if he goes back to his home country. 

The drama could go on for all he cares, all that matter is that he returns home, forget the events that took place and everyone lives happily ever after or happily never after.

Henry intended to reply back but her voice overshadows him. He was restless and feeling itch, hungry, bemused. How would he pretend to be someone else?

"Are you also going to deny me after robbing my family of all our wealth?" Joanna starts heaving a sigh.

"I wonder why you called out of the blue after 13 years demanding to see your son" she added going straight to the point.

"M..e?" Henry stammers gulping hard. His stomach suddenly grumbles annoyingly as it hadn't digested any food since he was unconscious for a week. He was hungry, the long drama he witness that morning had drained his strength.

This woman scoffs and tug her hands in her pocket ready to dive into more conversation.

"You couldn't kill me but you could take all my family's wealth to build an empire"

Henry listened keenly to her words, if only he could express how he felt but who among these people would hear him out?

"Mrs eve, if you don't mind, my boss needs some privacy..."

"Really? When he called me to bring home his son?"