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Why Is Her Friendship Getting Complicated?
Irvin was declared missing in the underworld and the news had just got to Broderick. He had not need Irvin's service for a couple of days so he just assumed that he was doing his work in the underworld. Broderick was stunned when it came to his attention that his second in command had not been found. Broderick immediately ordered for his search, while thinking deeply in he office, a knock landed on the door and he told the person at the door to walk in. "Come in," he looked at the door and watch the knob twist, seeing Debby appeared, he stood at once from his seat and walked towards her. "Hey Debby, I thought you would be doing your assignment with your sisters at this moment?" Broderick asked. "Dad, it's been two days that miss. Cleo hasn't showed up. Did you have a fight with her?" Debby asked. Although the kids were still talking with Amy on video call, they were still more interested in her physical presence. Debby didn't bother asking Amy why she hadn't come to visit them, s
Gate Of Hell
Michael sat before Callan at the prisoner's visitor's arena, "Michael, such a long time. When did you come back to NorthHill?" "Six weeks ago. How many months left do you have left to spend in jail?" Michael asked. "Just three months but the three months looks like forever. I can't wait to get out of this fucking place," Callan shook his head," prison is not a nice experience at all." "Callan, so many things has happened in NorthHill since your absense. Are you family feeding you of the news?" "No. I told them to stop coming to visit me ever since I was informed of how Broderick beat the hell out of the man I sent to Amy to give her a letter. When I come out of prison, I'll come and claim her," Callan said with all sense of seriousness," Broderick will never be able to stop me." Michael smirked and kept quiet, when Callan saw that he wasn't saying any word, he asked, " why are you quiet?" "I'm getting married to Amy in two days time," Michael said. Callan felt as if he didn't h
Make Her Yours
"Irvin, is this where the kidnapper kept you?" Amy asked hurriedly, believing that it was too dangerous to be here. Irvin nodded and sat upright," were you also kidnapped?" "No. My ex husband, Callan, told me to come here. I don't know how he know of this place but I guess I'll find out in the future," Amy said. "This place is too dangerous, we need leave this place," Irvin tried to stand with all the strength left in him. Amy almost felt crying for him, he looked so skinny. "Did you know the way out?" Irvin asked her. "I came through that C50 door, I don't think there is any other way out," Amy said. "Let's leave quick," Irvin and Amy immediately walked towards the C50 wall, Amy tried to push it open like she did when she was walking in but the object remained rigid. It would not slide. "I think we are stuck here, we need to find a way out," Amy said and Irvin looked around. "I feel so thirsty," Irvin said. "Gosh! If I knew I would find you here, I would have come with somet
Taking Her Out Of NorthHill
Broderick was stupefied to hear the kids speak this way. Broderick walked over to the boys and showed then a picture of Amy resting her head on Michael and hugging her, "did you still think that the man is forcing her?" The boys were also surprised to see the picture, they looked at Amy and wondered if she was truly in love with another man. Being in love with someone else is like abandoning them cause once she marries someone else, Broderick would eventually get another woman who would act as their mother. Amy almost cried. She didn't know that Michael took the picture of her resting on him and sent it to Broderick. She was only trying to comfort him, she wasn't doing that cause she loved him but who will beleive her? The picture speaks a volume and everyone now sees her as a bad person. Amy looked away shamefully, she regretted many things she has done. Michael only took advantage of the fact that she had a very soft heart and couldn't stand someone get hurt. "You guys can go in
Let This Be A Dream
Some men in black walked inside where Irvin was and untied him then began to take him away. Amy struggled hard not to let them take him but they were stronger than her. After they had dissapeared with Irvin, hot tears streamed down her face. While she was thinking of what the fate of her brother would be and what they would do to her, someone tall walked in. Seeing him, Amy gritted her teeth in anger and pain," you are a beast!" "A clever one at that," Michael responded and tucked his two hands in his pocket. Standing majestically, he said, "You should rest, we are travelling in my jet first thing tomorrow morning. There is the bathroom. As for the cloth you will change to after bathing tomorrow, it will be delivered to you as soon as I leave here." "Did you think all what you are doing won't have consequences? You kept setting me up as a bad woman before Broderick so he can hate me right? Then you kept acting pityful. I curse the first day I met you," Amy said. "You will bless it
The Flowers
As soon as the jet began to move, Amy's heart beat a multiple times when she heard sounds of guns. She tried to peep through the window by the side of Michael but he blocked her view. He himself was scared and hoped that nothing goes wrong. He knew that the people who appeared now are Broderick's men. "Broderick is here to save me," Amy guessed that these were the people who just came. "Quiet," Michael told her sternly but Amy kept trying to look through the window, when the running jet eventually began to fly, Michael heaved a sigh of relief. He turned to her and said," yes, it's Broderick and his men but it's too late already." Of course, the jet had already started flying. It was indeed too late. "If we are not heading to America, where then are we heading to?" Amy asked. There was no point crying anymore, she needs to act strong now and start thinking of a way out of Michael's obsessiveness of her. It's such a big problem of someone is obsessively in love with you, Amy thou
She Hit Him Again And Again
Amy had thrown a stone to the flowers to distract Michael and his men, once she saw that the three men ran to the flower, she ran to the gate of the house, opened it quickly and ran out. However, Michael and his men heard the gates being opened and once they turned, they saw Amy opening the gate, they ran quickly to the gate but before they got there, she was already out. "Get her!" Michael shouted and the two guards ran out quickly. Amy began to run as fast as her leg could take her, she looked back while running and saw these men running fast after her. She suddenly sighted a lady on a parked power bike, the lady was trying to remove the helmet on her head. Once Amy got to her, she pushed her off the power bike, climbed on it and began to drive as fast as she could. Once the guards saw Amy running speedily on a bike, they were shocked. They had no idea she could drive a powerbike that skillfuly. They had to pause and while panting heavily, one of the two guards placed a call ac
The Most Powerful Woman In NorthHill
One month later, Amy stepped out of the aeroplane with her travelling bag. She breathed in and mumbled," so nice to be welcomed by the fresh air of NorthHill." Amy was soon cleared of her luggage and then went to where the taxis were. She took a cab to her old apartment and hoped that someone else hasn't occupied to it. Luckily, it wasn't occupied yet. She opened the door and got in. She went to shower and rested on the bed for a while. About fifteen minutes later, she stood and dressed then walked out nervously. It's just one month, not many things would have changed. She stepped out and took a cab going to Broderick's mansion. Once she arrived there, she stepped down from the cab and walked towards the gate. She knocked on it gently and a strange guard appeared to her," how can we help your?""Please tell your head of guard to see me," Amy said. The way Amy spoke made the guard thinks that Amy was one powerful somebody cause a random person can not just demand for the presence