Chapter Three Hundred-Twenty

CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED-TWENTY

*She was in a mess and he could feel her trying to reach out to him for help.*

Drake was still lost in thoughts when some persons entered the restroom for use. He quickly cleared his throat and shot them a wry smile as he straightened his shoulders and Mother smothered his shirt as he exited the restroom.

What just happened?! He was still in awe of it all. Still grappling with the gruesome reality that his evil brother was in London.

It's no nightmare!!! It's a fucking reality!

How did this happen?

And when he spoke to his mother on the phone she did not indicate that his brother was already in London. Does that mean that she knew all along and didn't tell him?

No wonder she was hitting on the fact that he was slow-paced.

Perhaps they were right... He was indeed slow-paced.

His feelings for Janice just seemed to be growing recently, taking him by surprise.

What was he going to do? There was no way the two of them could be together! It's a false