LOGIN“Andre! Son?” Alice called but he just hugged her and sniffled before walking past her into his room. Alice turned herself and watched his retreating back view, how will he take it?
She only glanced back at Felix when Andre disappeared from sight. Her tears ran down her cheeks. She already knew something was wrong, Regina had made her guess; her daughter had been married off to another man. “I'm sorry Aunt, that I couldn't stop the wedding” Felix said with a reddened eyes. Andre had sacrificed everything for love and relationship. He could slit his throat if that would make Jasmine satisfied and what did she think? She said he was blind to reality all his life. Alice nodded and sniffled before saying “Thank you for bringing him home to me” he doesn't need to tell her, she knows he must have pulled Andre from that venue with difficulty. For the rest of that day, Andre didn't step out of his room. He was broken. Why would she do this to him? He was working hard to meet both his immediate family needs and that of Jasmine and her parents. It appeared his hard work was not good enough. She's his childhood friend. Since he was adopted, Jasmine had been his friend. Her parents were friends to his mother and that automatically made them friends too. But they started dating five years ago and three years ago he promised to marry her. She knows him as much as his mother. He'd only loved her and they were going to get married early the next year. Patrick is rich, no doubt. She'd told him once that Patrick was asking her out but she loves him alone and that was it, he needed thought she would betray him. Are women these evil or was it because he was poor, from the orphanage and doesn't have identity? Perhaps all these reasons are summed up to result in her betrayal. He heard his mom banging on his door pleading with him to open the door but he refused. Alice, sad and unhappy, decided to go to see her friend Regina. She should have told her son to stay away from her daughter instead of using him to meet their needs and keep them alive and dumped him. She got there and met a group of people partying. The Logan's are so poor that Andre had to sponsor Jasmine's university education. But how could they have gotten so much money to host people like this? “Celebrating right, Regina?”Alice seethed. Her eyes were spitting fire. Her son was sad and they are happy. What a life. To be happy, someone else's life must be ruined? “You came at the nick of time, Alice. We're celebrating the happiness of our daughter and how she was lucky enough not to end up in the hands of a nobody like your son. Join us in the joyous occasion…” Regina declared and released the glass of wine in her hands, letting it crash on the floor and sending a splashing stain on Alice. Ignoring her drama, Alice sniffled and asked “You and I have been friends in the past. We raised our kids together and today, you throw a celebration to my son's loss and ruin? Betrayal and heartbreak? His sadness and abuse meant nothing to you? If he were your son, would you be happy? If this had happened to Jasmine, how would you feel? I thought Andre is like a son to you and you would consider him for all he'd done for you? He saved your daughter's life, she now lives with his kidney and not once did he give his blood…” Alice was saying when Regina interrupted her. “Enough! Watch your words when you talk to me henceforth. I am no longer in your class anymore. You should respect me. First, you can't compare yourself with me. I am a mother and I was pregnant with my belly. You don't know what being a mother is. You're a barren woman all your life and Andre is just a lost good for nothing you picked up to run errands for you. So don't consider me on the same grade level as you. Secondly, don't you ever compare my high class daughter with your lowlife slum you called a son! How dare you compare the East to the West? Only a senseless woman like you can raise a stupid son like Andre. My daughter can never be in Andre's shoes, don't ever compare them! If you think your so-called son has done something little for my daughter and my family, name your price. My son in-law is capable. He'll pay back with interest. From this moment, consider our friendship over, I can't condescend so low after a glimpse of this better life to keep company with you..” Regina declared. Turning to the waiting guests, Regina said “Let's make a toast to a life of wealth and prosperity” she raised her glass and others clicked theirs together “To health, prosperity and happiness” Alice heard as she gently turned around and left. There's nothing left for Andre in Logan's family. She would return to console her son. Wealth and riches have smiled on Regina and her family and those who were dearest to her in the past have become her enemies. She left and just before stepping out of sight, she turned back and wished them every single pain they've caused her son. Every tear that Andre drops because of their daughter, will be forever remembered.That evening, Andre and Camella went to dinner in a restaurant in Ashanti. Andre was meeting with the country's defence minister and they agreed to meet and get to know each other by having dinner together. A brigadier general, Saman was a highly respected man in Ashanti. His father had told him about the general, they were in the same age bracket. He was to be responsible for Andre's safety and choice of loyal military officers as his bodyguards. He was there before Andre arrived. At the sight of the prince,he stood up, a tall elegant man with broad shoulders and a commanding personality. By his side was his wife Priscilla Saman, his long time lover and wife. Andre walked in with Camella Wood, holding hands together in a romantic genre and a few bodyguards escorted them. When they sighted the general, they walked straight towards them. “Welcome. It's lovely to finally meet you” General Saman warmly welcomes, stretching his hand forward for a handshake. He'd
Regina glared at her daughter. Her pain and disappointment were all embedded in that single slap. Who says her own daughter can scold her? Her friend Alice had suddenly become successful and wealthy through an adopted son. Her own biological daughter has no capacity to change her status except to scold her and tell her what Alice said to her was drinking from her own cup? That's totally unacceptable from her. “Mum!...you slapped me?” Jasmine stuttered. Her hand on her burning chin. She glared at her mother. What had she done wrong to deserve this treatment from her? “And I will do it again!” Regina bellowed. One more word from Jasmine and she would slap her again. But what she didn't expect was Jasmine suddenly chuckling and staring at her mother with a forced smile. “I will pretend this didn't happen. And that's the last bit of regard I have for you. And that's what you just shredded away. If you raise your hand on me again, mum, I will hit you back!” Jasmi
In N.Y, Alice Torello had just finished speaking to her son Andre when one of the maids came to inform her that she's got a guest waiting for her downstairs. Life has smiled on her and her son at last. “I'll be there soon,” Alice replied. She can't imagine, she'd spent years raising the future king of Ashanti Kingdom. She tried but Andre is a good boy himself. Royalty runs in the blood and she believed it now. Andre's calm, respectful and loving nature were those of a great king. Only now did she understand why he took life so calmly and composed. He doesn't hurt anyone and he wouldn't throw a tantrum when cheated. That's how a king acts. The maiden poured glasses of wine for the two women seated. They looked happy and cheerful. Regina Logan and her daughter Jasmine sat down, glancing at the beautiful sitting room. They've never stepped into the villa except Regina once, when she met with Andre and he threatened her that he would take everything back f
Andre nodded and said “I'll see you when you are back, dad” he said and took a napkin, cleaning his mouth. They were the last that arrived and the last to leave the table. “Alright. Please check on your sister, she's not feeling well that's why she couldn't come to breakfast with us” Prince Clifford instructed. He is really worried about Isabella. His daughter was getting weaker and declining daily and he hasn't found a solution to her permanent healthy life. “I will” Andre assured and Camella bowed before them as they left. Now, just the two of them remained. She gently touched his biceps and said “Andre I love you” she confessed and sighed. She didn't mean that his parents should scold him like that before her. “You've said that a million times. I know you love me and I love you too. But I don't know why you keep misunderstanding me. I won't do anything that would hurt you and I am not being adamant or lacking understanding here. If I say I want you examined
“Prince Andre, come over, We've been waiting for you” his Highness chimed. He was wondering why his grandson was getting late in coming for breakfast. But seeing his girlfriend behind him, he knows why. Andre walked over in faster pace and Camella behind him “Good morning Grandfather and touched his feet and did the same to his grandmother” he glanced at his parents and said “good morning dad, mum” “May your life be filled with thousands of happiness my son” king Bashmal blessed him. Andre bowed before him. His grandmother also blessed him and so did his parents. “Greetings to your Highnesses” Camella bow before the royal parents and before prince Clifford and his wife. She smiled broadly. Charlotte cannot help but feel happy within her. Her smile was beautiful that morning. Women smiled exceptionally when they get fucked properly by the man they love. She knows what it's like, from experience. Prince Clifford remembered Andre's words the previous evening an
Camella laughed and said “Being a bitch for you is all I wanted” she never imagined herself doing such with Andre. He is such a cute guy and he drives her crazy. They had a bath and when they stepped out, Andre's phone chirped. He went to get it and he sighed softly, glancing at Camella. What exactly does the Logan's want from him? Jasmine's call almost ruined his relationship with Camella the previous evening. And now that the going is good between them, she called again. It isn't her phone number this time but her mother's. “Why aren't you answering your phone?” Camella asked, drying her hair, unaware of the battle going on in Andre's mind. She turned and saw him drop the phone by the bedside table and joined her in drying his own hair too. Camella paused and asked “who was that and why aren't you answering?” She asked in a serious tone. She could only think of one person at that moment: Jasmine Logan, his ex. “It's Regina Logan. But I'm sure it'







