2 days passed in the blink of an eye; The Walters except for Eva boarded their private plane to fly back to their homeland. Chris and his group also departed the same day; however, they travelled chartering Neil’s flight to avoid prying eyes. The arrangement was for the Walters to stay at their ancestral home with Grandpa and Grandma Walter while Chris and his group stayed at the hotel. Emile and Abbey were planning to stay at the Burke residence after the next day till the ceremony and then they were planning to fly out to Paris the same day. Emile wondered whether she should let Grandpa Holston know for a long time and still couldn’t make up her mind. “What’s wrong?” Chris smoothed her knitted brows; He had noted that she was frowning ever since they boarded the flight and had still not relaxed even after reaching the hotel. He didn’t want to intrude on her privacy, but he couldn’t help himself when he saw that she was still troubled. “I….” Emile bit her lips with a constipated e

Everyone dispersed to their rooms shortly after the elders left. The east wing of the house was occupied by Micheal’s family, the west wing reserved for Dorothy’s family, north wing was reserved for Adam’s family and south wing for Rebecca’s family. In the middle of the night, a dark slender figure sneaked out from the main building and walked straight to the north wing. The figure paused for a minute as though making sense of the layout of the building and then stealthy walked over to the last room at the end of the corridor. The figure opened the door and walked in without the slightest hint of hesitation. The muffled sound of a suppressed groan could be heard in the silence of the night; through the moonlight drifting into the room, one could be an outline of a restless man lying on the large mahogany bed. The slender figure got on the bed and hugged the man without a shred of reservation and whispered gently “Let me help you. Let me be your antidote.” The man seemed to be confli

Adrian settled the Walters before going off to settle other matters even though he was dying to know what triggered a mass walkout. Royale Lux was one of Montague chain of hotels and a world of luxuries in its own right. Of the 25 floors, the top floor was Adrian private space; the top floor had 3 penthouses, each complete with everything including a state-of-the-art private gym and swimming pool with sauna. In addition, the top floor also had a common kitchen, living and dining area that could sit around 25 guests. The owners of the other 2 penthouses didn’t have to spelled... they were Chris and Neil. The next four floors down were presidential suites; Each floor had 5 suites along its own kitchen, dining area, gym and swimming pool with sauna. In short, each floor with presidential suites were designed to exist as a world of luxury comforts on its own. Chris’s family were organized to stay in the top two floors of presidential suites. Abbey was staying with Emile in the guest roo

“Stop right there….” Grandpa Walter’s thunderous roar cut through the blissful atmosphere interrupting Adrian’s introduction. Adrian paused, turning to look at Chris; Chris gestured him to stand down. He wanted to see how low his grandpa could stoop. He wanted to be able to give up on the last straw of familial entanglement. He squeezed Emile’s hand and gave her a comforting look. “Senior Mr Walter, what’s the problem?” One of the reporters that he brought along with him asked seeing that no one took his bait and didn’t respond to his previous outburst. “I don’t approve of this wedding.” “This is a free society; the groom and bride are both of the legal age where the law permits them to exercise free will.” One of the guests spoke out in justice. “My grandson, I decide who he marries.” Adam was about to retort when he was stopped by Elizabeth who gestured him to look over to Chris. Chris shook his head restraining him from speaking. “He is betrothed to wed my partner’s granddaug

Going back in time, to when Chris had finished answering the call with Eric 2 days ago- “What’s wrong?” Emile walked up to Chris and hugged him as she saw his taut expression once he came back after the call. She had noticed that he had stayed outside for a while even after he finished the call. “Would you want to marry me regardless of our family’s acceptance?” “Yes” “Then, shall we go and get married today?” Chris asked cautiously. “We do have the permit to register as of yesterday.” Chris added seeing that Emile didn’t respond. “We can still have the reception day after tomorrow as planned.” Chris was feeling anxious with every passing minute. He felt like he was going to be robbed of his dream after it was given to him at arm’s length. “Puchi…” Emile giggled mischievously “Why are you anxious?” “Why are you not responding?” “You didn’t give me a chance.” Emile shrugged smiling “Let’s go. It doesn’t matter if it’s one day before or after.” Chris and Emile didn’t dawdle any