"Mom, where's Dad?" Ruth asked as she walked up to the dining table to meet her mother.
"He went upstairs. You should go and call him," Stacey said as she set up the dinner around the table. "Alright, Mom," Ruth replied happily as she darted back to the stairs and went to the top floor to call her father. Her loud voice resonated in the mansion. "Dad, dinner is ready!" Ruth shouted, her voice echoing on the top floor. She was the baby of the house and very playful too. Meanwhile, Samuel took his seat on the chair, and his mother looked at him and smiled. "Samuel, is everything alright?" She peered at him curiously. "Of course, Mom. I am fine," he replied with a calm voice, and his mother assured him, "Don't worry. I will speak with your father later." Samuel gave a nod and waited for his father to join him for dinner. The sound of his father's footsteps alighting the stairs with his younger sister echoed in the living room. A few minutes later, they arrived and joined Samuel and his mother at the dinner table. The atmosphere around the dining table thickened as silence cut through the air. Samuel picked up his spoon to eat the delicious rice and chicken pepper soup that his mother had prepared. As she sat across from him, while his father walked up to the dining table and sat next to her, his sister approached and sat next to him. The dining table was silent, but Stacey smiled and blessed the meal. After dinner with his parents ended, Samuel rose to his feet and said goodnight to his parents. His mother had maids, but they didn't live with them; they only came to work in the morning, clean the house, wash the dishes, and leave in the evening. As Samuel walked out from the table, his father called to his attention, "Samuel, you shouldn't make this mistake again if you don't want to incur my wrath. I will release your account to you but be ready to go to the company after your exam theory is completed." "Okay, Dad. Goodnight," Samuel replied calmly before he strode away. Stacey looked at her husband and asked him, "Aren't you being too harsh on Samuel?" "No. He needs to be guarded before he leaks our business to our enemies." "Mmm…" Stacey scowled and replied, "But I asked him, and he said he has nothing to do with that girl." Mr. Noah finished his dinner, picked up a napkin, and wiped his lips clean. He stood up to leave the table and said, "Meet me in our room upstairs." Stacey's cheeks flushed scarlet, but she didn't look at her husband, who walked away. She knew what would happen next; he wanted to take out his anger on her by sleeping with her. As her cheeks flamed red, she was a brown-skinned woman, but Ruth noticed and asked, "Mom, what's going on? You look flustered." "I know. It's just your dad and brother causing me a headache. You should clear the plates to the kitchen once you're done with your meal," Stacey said as she rose to her feet before Ruth could refuse. She dashed upstairs too. Ruth shook her head and commented, "Mom cannot hide her feelings for Dad. It's so obvious that she loves him too much. Ugh…" She gritted her teeth because her last boyfriend had cheated on her, and she gagged at the water in her mouth. "Love sucks," Ruth muttered as she finished her meal and cleared the table. ***** At the hospital, Helen was still in the hospital room as the night had fallen. Her older brother, Patrick, had gone home, but she didn't feel like leaving the hospital. "Helen, you should go home. You don't have to worry about your dad anymore," Rosemary spoke to her daughter as she sat in the room and watched her husband sleeping peacefully. His breathing was normal, as well as his pulse. "I know, Mom. I am just thinking about Dad. Where will he get the money to pay up the 50 million dollars that was scammed from his company?" Helen asked worriedly. Rosemary sighed and said, "We will put it in prayer. Your father has some assets, so we can sell them to raise some money to pay the workers first. After that, we will see how the company works. If he cannot manage it, we will try to take a loan from the bank and repay them. You shouldn't worry yourself about that." "But I am worried. I wish that I could help Dad in any way, but I don't have money," Helen spoke sadly, her cheeks flushed red as she brought out her handkerchief and wiped her tears off. "No, Helen. It's not your place to help your dad with cash. If there should be anyone to help your dad, it should be your older brothers, but they are soliciting for who will take over your dad's company instead of looking for a way to help him. You have done better than them—except for Patrick, who was considerate," Rosemary said, and Helen sighed deeply. "Mom… I do not feel like going home. Let me stay here with you and Dad to be sure that he is fine and he will be better soon. I do not want to wake up and hear stories," she said, and her mother smiled. "Alright. I will let you rest, since we are the only ones using this private room," Rosemary said, and Helen grinned. "Okay." Helen's phone rang aloud, and it was an incoming call from Tasha. "What's up, Helen? Where are you?" Tasha asked aloud, and Helen heaved a sigh. "Hospital." "Oh my goodness! So it was you on the news? Where did you get the potent stroke medicine to cure your father from?" Tasha asked, her voice filled with curiosity, as her mother had called her to know if she knew the young lady named Helen Roberts on the news. Tasha wasn't sure if the young lady she saw was Helen because the cameraman didn't video it well, and Helen kept her gaze lowered. But calling Helen to confirm now, she understood why Helen had rushed out before. Her father was sick, and Helen had hurried to cure him. But Helen didn't know how to make drugs, so who made it, and where did Helen get it from? Was it one of their lecturers? Probably Mr. Ruben, who gave the potent drug from Kingston Pharmaceutical to Helen? Tasha pondered but didn't voice it out. "Yes, I am the one in the news," Helen replied calmly, and Tasha rolled her eyes. "So, when will you be back to the university?" Tasha asked, her tone soft so that Helen didn't suspect her jealousy. "Tomorrow. We have theory exams by Monday, and I don't want to miss it. I will see you tomorrow," Helen said as she grew tired and prepared to sleep in the hospital room. "Alright, take care," Tasha replied, and the call came to an end. Helen looked at her mother, who was preparing a mat for her to sleep on. "Who was that?" Mrs. Rosemary asked calmly once she was done setting up the bed for her daughter. She owned the mat and duvet, and she had brought it along since her husband got admitted to the hospital. "It's my colleague," Helen replied tiredly as she went to use the restroom. Once she got back, she tiredly went to the mat to lie on the duvet. It was past 8 p.m., but Helen was feeling sleepy, even though her heart was in turmoil as she pondered her next encounter with Samuel. "Goodnight, Mom," she said. "Good night, my daughter," Mrs. Rosemary said, watching her daughter lie on the mat as she wasn't ready to sleep. She sat on the chair and watched her daughter succumb to sleep."Mom, where's Dad?" Ruth asked as she walked up to the dining table to meet her mother."He went upstairs. You should go and call him," Stacey said as she set up the dinner around the table."Alright, Mom," Ruth replied happily as she darted back to the stairs and went to the top floor to call her father. Her loud voice resonated in the mansion."Dad, dinner is ready!" Ruth shouted, her voice echoing on the top floor. She was the baby of the house and very playful too.Meanwhile, Samuel took his seat on the chair, and his mother looked at him and smiled."Samuel, is everything alright?" She peered at him curiously."Of course, Mom. I am fine," he replied with a calm voice, and his mother assured him, "Don't worry. I will speak with your father later."Samuel gave a nod and waited for his father to join him for dinner. The sound of his father's footsteps alighting the stairs with his younger sister echoed in the living room.A few minutes later, they arrived and joined Samuel and his m
Meanwhile, Stacey walked out of the kitchen after she was done setting up dinner. She walked up to meet her husband and asked him, "Honey, aren't you being too harsh and judgmental on Samuel? I asked him why he helped the Roberts' family heiress, and he said that he just helped her because she is more intelligent than him and the one who scored the highest in his department.""And you believe him? This explains to you why you should warn him to stay away from that family. Mr. Henry Roberts has fine medicines, even if they don't work as actively as ours; they are still potent and sold at a cheaper rate. I have warned Samuel. If I get to find out that he is dating that Roberts' daughter, I will deal with her on my own.""Honey, you will not commit any crime. What will you do to her?" Stacey looked at her husband worriedly."That's left for me to do. Just warn Samuel not to disclose our business to other families. I am not stopping him from continuing his studies because he needs the cer
Stacey breathed out heavily and replied, "That's fine. You should stay away from Helen and don't have anything to do with her. I do not like her, and I will not approve of your affair with her. She is too chubby and will get old easily."Samuel's eyes widened in surprise as he picked up an apron to tie around his neck, but his mother stopped him."What are you trying to do? You just got back from the university, and you're tying the apron. Don't worry; I will make dinner alone," Stacey said, her hand reaching to stop Samuel from tying the apron."You should go and have your bath upstairs. I will make dinner alone," Stacey said, her voice soft, but Samuel shook his head and replied, "No, Mom. I want to help you. I want to learn how to cook so that I can cook for my wife in the future."Stacey's eyes widened in shock at Samuel's statement. She smiled and replied, "Alright. But definitely not that chubby girl from the Roberts family."Samuel smiled as his hands reached for the apron agai
"Wow! That was close! I hadn't expected the crowd. Oh no! I didn't get this from the Kingstons," Helen said, after Senator Jerry had left with his security escort. Her heart was still pounding so loud in her chest.Mrs. Rosemary smiled at her daughter and replied, "It's fine, Helen. What matters is that you saved your father's life.""Alright, Mom," Helen breathed out heavily. Just then, she got a message alert that her food had arrived, but she was nervous to leave the hospital room."I will help you get it, sister," Patrick offered, as he was relieved to see his father was fine and better. The physiotherapist doctor had come to check on him and said he would resume his physiotherapy the following day before he got discharged from the hospital.Helen was grateful as she gave her older brother her phone to receive the two meals that she had ordered. She ordered one for him and for herself, since her parents had already eaten. She saw that her father's illness had taken a toll on Patri
"Dad, all that aside, where do we get the money to pay up the 50 million dollars that you lost, and who is the man that scammed you? You need to help the police with their investigation," Patrick said, as he had already hired two security men to stand by his father's hospital room door."You're right. I will give you all his information after I am done eating," Mr. Henry replied, while Patrick sighed with relief.Helen was famished, so she went to sit down on the chair that her mother had stood up from."Mom, why were brothers Paul, Zion, and Caleb mad at me when I arrived earlier?" She asked, her eyes fixated on her parents' faces.Patrick and their mother, Rosemary, frowned after they heard Helen's inquiry."Helen, it's because your father willed his company to you," Rosemary replied calmly."What?" Helen's eyes widened in shock, and her parents smiled at her."That's true, Helen. You're a pharmacist, and I want you to work there after your graduation from the university. I believe
Helen's heart softened under her mother's warm embrace. She hadn't expected that her father would automatically recover and even be able to talk and move his hands and legs on his own—something that he had not been able to do on his own before."Helen, do you have anything to say to the media? What university did you study with? Is it the well-known renowned University of Science in this city?" An interviewer asked, and Helen got to realize that it was because her father's company went bankrupt, and it was announced on the news that he was owing hundreds of workers' salaries. Not just that, some other hospitals that he was supposed to supply his medicine to, he failed to meet up with the supply. But now that he had been miraculously cured, they hoped that Helen would take over Roberts Pharmaceutical and distribute the medicine to other hospitals with other stroke victims too."Miss Helen! Can you share more insight on how you got this miraculous medicine? Who created it, and what ingr