It was already midnight when Amalia left her dad's grave back home. The mansion was ghost-silent, she walks silently into the mansion while looking at it as if it was her first time entering it. It didn't feel like the place she's been living in all her life, it felt so different and empty. Not like there was no one living in it but the most precious things that were keeping her here and making it feel like home were no longer there. The emptiness of the house she once called home brought back the feeling of emptiness in her heart, tears rolls down her cheeks as she looks at every corner of the how as if trying to imprint the happiness she once felt. It doesn't feel like home, not anymore, she quietly climbs up the stairs to her room hoping it will be different, hoping it will end the emptiness she is feeling but to her dismay, it didn't. She touches every corner of her room that's within her reach to get the warmthness he once her but to no avail. Even the feel of her bed was differe
Amalia walk and walk till she saw a bus station, she didn't know where to go, all that is on her mind is to go far away from here, from this town and everything. There were people at the boss station when she arrived, she stood there by the side, waiting for the bus and after a long wait, the bus finally came where she happily entered even though she knew not where she was going. she took a seat by the window sight, showing the beautiful view of the city. If it was herself back then, she would have been amazed and mesmerized by the beauty in front of her but now it is different. Nothing would ever be beautiful in her eyes, she was about to shed tears when she felt something warm inside of her, touching it, she then remembered she kept her flower inside her to protect it should in case she was to be caught by her stepmother during her escape. She place her hands on her chest and held on to it tight while taking heavy breaths now and then to calm herself down. The bus was silent, she pl
Amalia was speechless, her heart was whacking hard on her chest and she couldn't tell if it was because she was anxious or happy, her emotions were completely mixed up and no matter how hard she tried to stay strong, her emotions always got the better part of her. She looks at Mrs. Bella with teary eyes and opens her mouth only to close them, no word could be formed. Seeing Mrs. Bella looking at her pleadingly, she couldn't form the courage to deny her proposal as she nod her head. It was like Mrs. Bella just won a lottery ticket, her face brightened up at her response as she pull her in a tight hug. Though she was hoping for her to say yes to her proposal, she didn't know the joy of getting her response could make her this happy. The feeling of her in her arms was heavenly and she couldn't control her tears as it rolls down her cheeks nonstop. They stay in that position for some time, feeling the warmth and comfort of each other. Though she doesn't know anything about Mrs. Bella, the
Amalia woke up in the morning with a bright face, the morning was calm and chilling. she opens her window, feeling the cool breeze on her body as the bird chirps indicating the beginning of a new day. The yard was not that large with a garden of flowers on one corner and a sheet on the other side with a table and a chair in it. It was a simple yet beautiful view. She hurriedly took her bath and change into something nice and simple, and heads to the kitchen to make breakfast. She check in the kitchen and saw the available foodstuff that she can use and without delay, she starts preparing breakfast. Mrs. Bella comes into the kitchen and sees her being all serious in what she was doing "good morning, honey" she greeted pouring water in a glass cup as she gulps it all in one goal "good morning, mum" she responded smiling at Mrs. Bella sweetly "what's for breakfast?" asked Mrs. Bella as she walks towards Amelia with a smile on her face "pancakes and scrambled eggs with sausage" she said
Back in Camel city, Lizzy got up from bed and took her bath before climbing downstairs. She sat on the sofa seemingly off as she stares at nothing in particular...she's never wished for Brown to die but now that he is gone, she has no choice but to accept what's there. "Mrs. Williams?" she calls out as Mrs. Williams rushes out of the kitchen "Yes, Ma'am?" she stood in front of her waiting for her command "where is Amalia?" asked Lizzy to Mrs. Williams while staring at her...though Mrs. Williams knows that Amalia was long gone, she still behaves as if she has no idea where she has gone to "no idea ma'am...but I will go check her in her room," she said and immediately leave to Amalia's room. Lizzy wondered where she has gone to cause the last time she saw her was the day they all receive the message of her dad's departure, not as if she cared. She smiled viciously to herself and only God knows what she was planning Ir thought that made her smile like that-- 'Milley, get me a cup of coff
*Warning: Mature content, read to your detriment*The next day at noon, Ernest (Brown's lawyer) was at home when he heard a knock on his door. He was reluctant to open the door because he can't remember inviting anyone over, but not wanting to be rude he went on and open the door. The shock was evident in his eyes as he stair at the figure before him "L-Lizzy?" he muttered in a low voice as he kept on staring at her, she was dressed in black with a big cloak covering her up to her knees. "Hi Ernest, won't you invite me in or...?" she said as she stair at him, he was dressed casually in a pair of trousers and a t-shirt, "Pardon my manners...I was..." "surprised?...of course you should be.." she cuts him off, not letting him finish his word "Please come in" he ushered her in feeling a bit awkward. "what can I offer you?...wa..." "you" he was cut off again as she replied without allowing him to complete his sentence "sorry...what?" he asked as a frown formed on his forehead "I mean...any
'So, what brings you here? question Ernest as he looks at the lady on the couch...before I say what I came here for, can you show me your bath so I can clean up? she raised a brow at him as he point to his room, silently telling her to go in. After some time, Lizzy walks out of the room as Ernest was already dressed up and patiently waiting for her..." I am here to make a deal with you", "deal?" he asked with a confused expression on his face.."yes", "ok, what about it?"... I want you to Will all Brown's property to me" she said nonchalantly as if it is nothing..What?..are you serious? If I wasn't serious then why did I offer you my body? she questioned causing Ernest to swallow hard not believing his ears...and what will I gain? she smiled at his word " now here comes the deal, you will own 20 percent of the shares in his company with free access to my..." she said and trail down on her neck to her cleavage making him gulp in anticipation...her offer is great and it is something he c
In a five-star hotel sat Jace Bartley sitting like the 'god' that he was. He seems to be in deep thought and contemplation as a line settle on his forehead. He has not been able to get a grip on himself after the last time he came across the young beauty, crying all to herself in the blossoming field. He doesn't know why he seems so concerned about her but he believes it is just pity he has for her since she was all sad. This got him thinking as he starts wondering what made her cry, and why?.He couldn't conclude, he took a deep breath to calm his nerves down. There is this thing in him that wish to see her again and he can't say why. Today was one of his free days from work not like he doesn't work but rather, he finishes his appointment with clients earlier than usual. He feels so bored sitting in his room doing nothing, and as such, he couldn't stop his mind from thinking as it kept wandering back to the girl, picking up his phone, he calls to his driver to get ready as he stood