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He smiles and tries to sit up with difficulty. "Hello," he says in a small voice, his neck bowing. "Hi," I wave, sitting on a chair next to his bed. I exchange pleasantries with him, and he tells me he is doing well now. "What is your name and how old are you?" I ask. "Ajax Adrian Yang, I'm six years old, Ma'am," Ma'am, I repeat, it almost sounded like mom. "Hi Ajax, my name is Anaiah," "I know, you saved my life, thank you," he bows again.

I am so so happy. Hello everyone. I am feeling a lot better. Thank you all for your messages. Means the world. More tomorrow. Stay safe Love Peyton

The kid on the video smiled bigger than his and waved his hand on the camera yelling, “Herro!! I am Max!!” “How old are you, Max?” “I’m ereven, Daddy!” “Say, ELEVEN!” “E..re..ven!!” Giggles. Laughters. Smiles. “Are you happy, Max? Why are you so happy today?” “Daddy bought me toys! Because it’s my birthday! Thank you Daddy!” “Do you like them?” “Yess!!” “Do you like Daddy?” “Yess!!” “I love you too, Son.” Little Maximus kissed his father’s cheek and giggled through his talks. Max didn’t realized he was crying incontrollably until his hand reached for his mouth and felt the cold tears.

The phone rings several times before a groggy female voice says, “Hello?” “Hello. This is Braxton Merriweather. I’m sorry to say there’s been an incident….”

“OK, remember I'm leaving for Dubai in an hour. I won't be back until Monday. My son was supposed to be here to keep you company, but knowing him, he won't be here until the morning — will you be OK alone for the night?” “The last thing I need is a babysitter. I will be fine. I am not a child.” “Oh, right, Maxwell told me it's your birthday tomorrow. The big 18. I got you something.” He handed me a present. It was the latest IPhone. “Wow, this is an IPhone 6s! Thank you. But you didn't have to.” “Nonsense and You're welcome. I already added my number and Maxwell's as well. You can call me anytime.”

Smirking. “Hello, Maximus. Surprised to see me?”

}} * hello, hello, hello, hello o o o o * my echo is the only thing that can be heard around me, I try to stand but my feet wobble and fall back in place. I look down trying to make sense of things, then I saw a flash from the corner of my eye and look up, there’s nothing. Movement from the distance holds my attention and I watch as a group of people I’ve never seen before run towards me {{ hello, uhm I mean no harm, can you tell me where I am }} they get closer to me running at full speed and I lean back on my hands and pull myself backwards, are they gonna hurt me? Capture me? No this is a dream, I just need to wake up, wake up Jewel, wake up!

Remember Max is the main antagonist I am sure you must know it already. Do follow me on I*******m it's mirah_selim. Till the next adios

The man ask authoritically. Boss he didn't tell us till now who they are for which he was working. subordinate Max said tiredly. Max was 25 year old boy. He was working for the man since young age because at age 6 his parents was murdered by a gangster and he got saved by this man. Max has the tall height, eyes are black, hair is blond, white complexion of skin, look like a American model in every aspect, personally he was the carefree person but on work mode no one can be dangerous than him, people known him as hell guard.

"You know you're a lot cuter than we imagined, so who you looking for sweetie, I am Mac by the way" "Hi Mac, I was hoping to meet Max" Hey, rhyming names He calls out Max's name, he respondes. he walks towards us while putting on his T-shirt, meh he was hot. "What?" he asks staring at me, I completely froze, he waves his hands on my face "Heyy are you there?" I blink getting myself back to the real world "Uhmm, hey ,Max, can we talk for a sec?" "Sure about what?"