With Diana's insistence, Melissa didn't have a choice but to introduce Adam's as the person who was hosting her. "Oh wow is that him?" Seeing the man leaning on a limousine, Diana asked with a frown. "Yes, that's him. He works as a chauffeur." Seeing Diana raise her eyebrows, Melissa had to explain so she didn't think she was with a rich guy. Afraid of making her more suspicious. "Oh I see, I thought your host was some old rich guy." Diana scorned a sly smile on her face as they walked over to Adams. "He's my aunts old friend, guess he's trying to impress me so I can put in a good word for him." She hated the lie but she had to. As they neared the car, Adams walked over to greet them. "Uncle Adams, thanks for coming to pick me up." "It's no problem, I was dropping off a client not far from here. Who's your friend?" Adams questioned following her lead. "Oh, this is my friend Diana, the one I told you I was meeting today. We actually grew up together but lost contact when I left t
At the Steels logistics and transport company, Diana walked into the office with elegance and authority. Being both beautiful and successful, most of the employees admired her. Supporting her as she worked hand in hand with her father to run the transport business. Though her father was the boss and owner of the company, she worked hard, handling all the shipments, and supervising everything personally."Dad!" When she got to the office, she hugged Mr Steven who was not surprised by her childish stunt. Though Diana was all grown up, he always treated her like a child. Spoiling her more than he did her younger sister who was never interested in the transport business. Always at loggerheads with her father and her elder sister, she choose her books. Since she joined the university to study journalism, she kept to herself mostly avoiding family gatherings."How did the meeting with Melissa go?" Mr Steven inquired, taking a seat on the coach. "It went well dad, we met as planned." Diana
"Hi, sorry for interrupting." Knocking softly, Melissa poked her head in the office. "Can I have a word with you?" She asked walking in. After what had happened, she wanted to make her request first in case he decides to send her away. Though he was busy signing the numerous documents on his desk, he stopped to look at her as she walked in."Yes, have a sit. I also want to talk to you about something, but tell me first. What can I do for you?" He invited leaning back on his chair."Ahem." Sitting on the office chair opposite him, she cleared her throat feeling self-conscious from his scrutiny. "I know we have not gotten along well, but I need your help to find out what really happened to my father's company." With his serious gaze on her, she couldn't beat around the bush."Oh! You want me to help you?" He questioned getting from his seat. "Yes." Responding, she sat up straight as he leaned on the office desk beside her. "I don't see how I can help since their was never a case.
Seeing how upset he was, Melissa grew anxious. Afraid he would take back his offer or worse, take Tommy from her, she stood there despite how shaken she was."I'm..I..I'm sorry. We just met after four years, and I didn't know how to tell it to you." This was the day she dreaded the most. Mark was wealthy and powerful, she couldn't fight him. If he chose to take her son she didn't know what she would do. Her investigation would end as well. Her job too, but she didn't regret telling him. He deserved to know and well she thought knowing about their son would strengthen her foot in the Johnson's family. "Is that all you can say after keeping my son from me for three years?" "I'm sorry Mark, I didn't plan to keep him from you. When I found out my life was so messed up, and I couldn't look for you then." As she spoke remembering all she had gone through, tears shimmered in her eyes."Sorry I couldn't tell you when we met at the hotel." She spoke sniffing back the tears. "Why?" Loo
"Thank you, Mary." A few steps down the stairs, they saw Mark impatiently pacing at the bottom. Catching a glimpse of her heading down, Mark ascended meeting her halfway. Nodding at Mary, he took the bag in Melissa's hand and flew down the steps with the car keys in his hand. She didn't understand why he was in such a hurry to get to the province, but she couldn't question him. Taking huge strides, he got to the garage, and started the car, forcing Melissa to run after him. "What go..." As soon as she put her seat belt on, he took off causing her to swallow her words.Riding in a sports car for the first time with a driver who seemed like he had nothing to live for, Melissa held on to her seat for dear life. Not saying a word to her, Mark drove faster than he usually did, occasionally checking his wristwatch.Giving him a side glance, Melissa opened her mouth to complain about the way he was driving, but then shut it remembering how upset he was. Though she didn't understand his
Lying on his stomach, Tommy's eyes fluttered open as the pungent smell hit his nostrils and the ringing tone sounded waking him up. Not moving or making a sound, he scanned the place only to realize he was in a strange room with two men a few feet from him. "Yes boss, we have the boy but there is a problem." Lying there on the thin mattress, Tommy heard one of the men talk on the phone causing a shiver to run through his body. He didn't know how he got into the tiny room or who the strange men were making him more scared and worried those men might have hurt his grandmother. Trying to keep his eyes open, all he could remember was the time he left his grandmother to go buy ice cream. "The police are everywhere looking for this brat. I'm afraid we can't leave for the city today boss." Piping at the two men, he didn't really get what the person on the other side of the phone said. Seeing the man vigorously nod his head while standing alert when the person on the other side of the phon
"Tommy!" Melissa jolted up opening her eyes wide. Still, by the phone waiting for a call probably from the kidnappers or anyone who may have seen Tommy, she fell asleep. With her hand on her stomach, she stared at the phone as images of Tommy being plucked from her arms played in her mind."Melissa, what's wrong? You were shouting Tommy's name." "Aunt, did they get any news yet? Where is Lisa? Is this phone even working? Why are they not calling?" She was exhausted and afraid. Her son was all she had."Calm down honey." Betty rubbed her back soothing her. "Someone called and told the police that they saw a white van. Now the police are reviewing all the traffic surveillance cameras to see which way they went or if they left the town. They will surely find them. I also asked Lisa to go get some rest when you fell asleep.""Aunt, I can't lose Tommy. I can't lose my son." "You won't lose him honey, we will find him." Betty soothed her afraid of what would happen to her. "It's been hou
His fists clenched deep in his trouser pockets, Mark stood at the door watching Melissa feeling helpless. Seeing her in so much pain hurt him in a way he never expected. At some point he wished he never brought her to the city. Bringing her to live with him had exposed her putting their son in danger and he would never forgive himself if something ever happened to him. Despite being very powerful in the business world and having lots of money, he could do nothing to get his son back. The son he had not met yet and he might never see. Morosely contemplating of never meeting his son, his heart broke more. If he never finds his son he didn't know if he would ever look Melissa in the eyes. He had promised her they would find him but now all hope was lost."Sir! Sir!" His assistant called waking him from his deep thoughts. "Sir, our men are looking at all the exit points. We won't stop until we find him." Noting how crushed he was, James informed him keeping a safe distance. They had