When Broderick got to the hospital, he was surprised to see an urn in a small bottled glass on the hospital bed. Who could have replaced her dead body with an urn? "Bring me the chairman of this hospital," he commanded and Brett immediately took steps away from him and made a call to the chairman of the hospital, commanding him to appear at where they were at the moment. The chairman immediately suspended what he was doing and appeared immediately at the ward that Broderick and ten other burly men in suits were, they were part of his guards. "Good evening, Mr. Broderick," the doctor greeted politely. His mind unsettled as he wondered why the most powerful man in NorthHill would have called him urgently. "The dead body of my mistress was supposed to be here wrapped in white but I got here only to see an urn, how did that happen?" Broderick looked at him with a straight gaze and asked in a powerful bmanner. The chairmam

Broderick saw a strange woman standing before her, the woman looked fearless and had a different skin color implying that she was a foreigner. "Who are you?" Broderick asked. "I'm Dr. Charlotte, I have just moved in to this neighborhood, is there a way I can help you, sir?" The woman asked politely. "Did you have an idea who was living here before?" Broderick asked and the woman shook her head in response. Judging from the woman's look, Broderick assumed the woman was innocent. He turned from her and sighed in frustration. He promised himself not to rest until he finds Amy's dead body. He, at the very least have to give Amy a proper burial. A few minutes before Broderick arrived at Amy's apartment, Michael placed a call across to Amy telling her to evacuate the building as Broderick was coming there then he sent someone to occupy the place in her absense. Amy was the first to call him telling him to ensure

"I can't let him inside my house, you are the one that made my father hate me, you vile man," Amy rebuked the man as she shot him a very disgusting look.  "Fine, then he will have to confess here," Michael said then turned to the gigolo," speak the truth."  "I was paid by Mrs. Edith to..." He swallowed, a look of guilt was glaring on his face. He knew he dared not to hide any word cause he's well aware of how powerful Michael Alessandro was. Only few people know the secrete underground power that Michael Alessandro wills and he happens to be one of the few people.  "I was paid to kidnap your mother and kill her, then place her dead body in my house and lied that she died under me during a sex session," the gigolo said.  "You killed my mother?" Amy asked in shock. Until today, she thought her mother died by accident.  "I did," he confessed. He knew he had

"Excuse me!" Michael exclaimed, whereas, Amy's heart thumped heavily when she heard her father call her by her name. Of course, he was her father so it would be easy for him to identify her with her cough. Only that she wasn't ready to reveal the fact that she's alive yet. "This is Amy," Carlton pointed to Amy who just remained quiet. "Didn't you just tell me your daughter is dead? Yet you are referring to my personal assistant as your daughter. I understand that you are not well at the moment, but please control yourself. We will take our leave," Michael then lead Amy out to his car and quickly drove off. 'Wasn't that Amy?' Carlton thought. Why does her voice looked almost the same as Amy? He sighed and concluded that he might be thinking too far, afterall, he had been in sadness ever since the death of Amy. * Broderick received a knock on the door to his room at a time when he laid still on his bed, meditating and th

"Mr. Broderick, what are you doing here?" Amy asked with a palpitating heart, though she still has her shade on, she couldn't help the fear lingering in her heart. She felt very exposed before him. "I'm not here for you, I am here to see the woman who lives here," Broderick said.Once Michael drove off from where his car broke down, Broderick wrote the plate number of Michael's car and sent it to Brett, telling him to track the final destination of the car. Once Brett informed him that the final destination of the car was Amy's old apartment. He drove there himself without informing anyone since it was almost getting dark. Amy knew the woman Broderick was talking about. It was the woman that Michael sent to temporarily occupy this place when Broderick was coming here few days back. "Oh! She's out of town. Are you guys friends?" Amy asked. "I should ask you instead if you are friend with her. Or should I rather say roommate,"

Whereas, Amy had been given access into the mansion. She walked straight to her children's room. It will be a surprise to them cause they had no idea she would be coming, she thought that to herself. Once she got before the door, she sighed merrily and twisted the knob, once the door opened, she saw each of the children burying their faces on their laptops. Each of them now has a laptop. There were so engrossed in what they were doing that it took another five seconds after she had entered the room for Moses to causally raise his head to see who had entered, once he saw Amy, he pushed his laptop to a side and screamed," mummy!" He jumped off the bed and ran speedily towards Amy. Amy carried him and hugged him dearly. Oh my! She had missed her kids so dearly. Other kids were already up and soon ran around her, hugging her dearly. Amy didn't know when tears began to stream down her face. Once the girls saw their mother crying, they b

Broderick was shocked to see her shut the door on him. He hasn't done anything wrong, he thought to himself. Broderick knew she mumbled aome angry words but he couldn't make a meaning of what she said. Perhaps, she was angry because she showed up early this morning. He turned and walked back to where his car was. His two hands gripped the steering. He tightened his hand on the steering as though he would break it, his head rest helplessly on the headrest of the chair. *Amy walked back to her sit after hearing Broderick's car zoom off. She walked over to her living room and sunk to the seat. Her eyes darted seldomly to the TV before her and all of a sudden, she sat upright with so much seriousness on her face and that was as a result of what she saw. She saw Broderick Alessandro being carried inside an ambulance, her heart sunk into sadness that she cluthed her fist hard. What in the world went wrong with him? Didn't he just leave this p

Broderick was quiet for a few seconds after her request then he asked," can we meet, please?" "Erm... probably not now but once I'm less busy, I'll let you know," Amy said. It wasn't as though Amy had anything she was doing, she just doesn't want to be too available for him. "Alright," Broderick didn't persuade her to let them meet at all. 'Being civil with her will make her feel comfortable around him' Broderick thought. They baded themselves bye after which Broderick dropped his phone back to the bed. "Two days to the wedding, Theresa could be seen alongside her mothers and her father in the most luxurious shopping mall in NorthHill. Only the first class citizen of NorthHill were known to shop here. They were all in the section of the mall that has different wedding gowns, there was a particular wedding gown whose design was outside of this world. It was so glaring that this type of wedding dress was most definitely a lim

A couple of hours later, Amy stepped down from Michael's land rover that had just parked before her house. After he drove off, Amy began to walk towards her apartment with a big bag in her hand. Once she got before the door, she sighted a long shadow and she knew at once that someone was nearby, looking up, she saw Broderick appear before her. His face was cold and too stern. "Hi!" Amy greeted. Broderick just stared at her blankly, Amy pretended not to notice his hard gaze and then unlocked her door. She pushed the door open but then thought that it will be rude for her to walk inside, leaving him outside here. She turned to him and asked," Mr. Broderick, are you here to see me?" "I need you to follow me somewhere," he said strongly."Where could that be? I've just returned from the mall and I'm kind of tired," Amy said. "When we get there, you'll know," Broderick said. He didn't sound like he was a

Do men cry? Amy thought. Amy had seen women cry on many occasions but this was the first time she will see tears on a man's face. She withdrew her body back slowly, feeling pathetic for the father of her children. "I'll take my leave, Mr. Broderick," Amy said and Broderick nodded simply. She turned to the door, pushed it open and walked out Broderick cleaned the single drop of tears on his face. Though he didn't like the way Amy saw tears on his face as it made him feel weak before her but it was uncontrollable. He suddenly sighted something strange from a tall house, as if someone was pointing a long gun to...He traced the direction of the gun to Amy and his heart skipped, seeing that the person was about to cock the gun, he pushed the door open and ran towards her, covering her body with his. The bullet penetrated hard into his back and he coughed out blood, his hand shivering as he fell to his knees. Amy was shocked at w