Return Of The Tycoon Billionaire

Chapter 3

Lucian pushed his chest against Vincent's hand.

He refused to give up and walk away from his family, not when they were some feet away from him

Neither of the men were ready to back down.

Suddenly, Lucian stopped struggling.

“Just tell me what's going on? Why do Maya and Adriana refuse to talk to me? And Maya called me a criminal.” He choked.

Vincent looked back at the house.

“Not here.” He told Lucian.

“Like I said, come by the office.”

With that he went ahead to join Adriana and Maya.

Lucian did not miss how he slid his arm over Adriana to offer comfort.

The cab driver came out of the car for the first time since the incident started

“Are you going somewhere else or are you going to pay my money?” 

Lucian was sitting at the edge of the walkway. His hands were on his head like a lost man.

He looked up dazed, he had forgotten about the cab driver.

His plan was to meet his family, then get some cash to pay.

Now he's stuck, more confused than how he left the hospital.

He wondered if there was any truth to what Maxwell said

About him not being the business tycoon anymore.

The only people who could have given him answers just discarded him like a nobody and left him to sit under the scorching sun

“Hello.” The driver waved a hand to catch Lucian's attention.

“Ohhh, I am sorry. I don't have any money.” He said 

The driver put his hands on his waist and sucked his teeth

“This is a bad day for me. I saw what happened. You should have said so, instead you made me drive you around as though I were your personal driver.”

The driver's ranting was the least of Lucian's worries.

He didn't have anything, clothes, a roof over his head, not even a cent to buy anything.

His face suddenly lit up, there was someone he could reach out to.

“Sir, if you can take me somewhere, this last time, I promise I'd pay you.”

He clapped his hand together in a pleading motion.

The driver at first acted unlikely to help.

“Last one.” He grumbled.

The driver was kind enough to help him out of the estate after taking one long look at Lucian's pitiful state.

It was a long drive out of the estate and the driver was beginning to rethink his kind gesture.

“Please, we are almost there.” Lucian pleaded.

Lucian hopped out of the car in front of a dainty house, with the hopes that the person he came to see was right there.

He pressed against the doorbell twice and the door swung open.

“Amira.” He said in delight.

“Quick, I need seventy dollars.”

Amira took in the unshaven man in hospital garments from head to toe.

She had some cash in her hand.

Apparently, she thought it was the delivery guy she was expecting.

Lucian snatched the money without hesitation, and used it in paying the cab driver.

He returned to her and asked.

“Can I come in?”

Amira blinked rapidly.

“Erm, yes. You are alive.” She said slowly

“Yeah, the doctor told me about this accident I was in, and that I was in a coma for a year. It's been a long day and I can't go through it all.”

Amira stood in the middle of her little living room, still observing Lucian.

Lucian looked around the place and muttered

“I can't believe you still live here, with all I pay you. Why aren't you at work?”

Amira stiffened her hands by the sides.

Her teeth clenched as her body riled with heat and anger

“Why are you here? Lucian .”

Lucian rolled his eyes, exhausted from it all.

“Not you too, why is everyone asking me this question?”

“I have every right to ask why you are in my house. You fired me and made it impossible for me to ever get a good job anywhere.” Amira cried.

Lucian halted what he was about to say

“What? I would never.”

Amira crossed her arms on her chest, her head tilted up.

“Yes you did.”

Amira had worked for Lucian Cross for a very long time as his personal assistant.

She worked diligently for him and he praised her amongst all his staff.

“Amira, you know me, I can't and have no reason to fire you, what are you talking about?”

“Don't come here and play pretend with me.”

She went to the door and held it ajar for him

“Leave, now. I don't want to see your face ever again.” She shouted at him.

Lucian's heart sank into his stomach, she was his only hope, and she was about to kick him out.

“Amira, please, just one night. I have nowhere else to go. My wife and daughter refused to see me.

Vincent wouldn't talk to me because of them. I am completely lost.”

“Is that why you'd come to my place, after what you did? You've got some nerves, Lucian Cross.”

Lucian clasped his hand again, he couldn't believe that this kind of conversation with his trusted assistant.

It felt like he woke up in another dimension and everyone was acting ridiculously strange.

“Whatever I did, I don't remember doing them, you can come to work with me tomorrow when I go see Vincent, I'll make everything right.”

Amira scoffed lightly.

“Are you playing with me right now? Don't you know what happened?”

“As much as I'd like to hear it from you, I'd rather wait to hear from Vincent tomorrow. Right now I just need a place to rest my head.”

Amira eyed him with disdain.

“I don't have the strength to explain to you either way, Vincent is in a better position to do that.”

“Thank you, and I promise that you'll get your job back tomorrow.”

Amira heaved heavily.

“I'll get you some food and blankets for the night, you can stay on the couch.”

She went to the inner part of the apartment.

“Amira.” Lucian called.

“Thank you.”