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MUMMY! IS HE MY DADDY?

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Chapter 1 MIDNIGHT SUPRISES

Word Count: 2148    |    Released on: 30/01/2024

and's unpredictable moods. She stood motionless in the hallway, attempting to compose herself. Taking a deep breath, she knocked firm

turned to leave, the weight

The voice thundered fro

l called out, her voice

ftly, leaving Hazel with a mix

yes fixed on the doorway. The minutes stretched, and her m

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the lib

patiently. His dark eyes remained fixed on the phone lying be

l cam

cline

ned his big boss call. Knowing what he was calling for, isn't ready. How

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the beef. Should she or should she not sen

cold and he would hate it. But again, if she sent it

ou knew I was

since she was twenty. And she dreaded the fact that, whenever she was near him her min

ather. She will hide behind the curtain, and admire the his sharply curved face, hea

for him. The moment she sighted his car, she ran out and embraced him. Surprisingly, he returned the hug, and escorted her to his car, where she sat in the f

re of you" he smiled a very attractive smile. she ducked shyly. All the gir

he did was right. Matter of fact, she irritated him. Sooner, he made it clear to her that, all

felt a sharp pain through both her temples. Now she was going to hav

ugs" And that was it. Tears of self-pity sprang to her eyes. Three mon

of the library. He came down the sta

exclaimed as he sat down an

zel laughed gently, in a

on earth didn't you send it to

inked fearfully, you see I though

ted the butler's

d man, appeared immediate

my fault, you see I thought y

does it matter? It's not worth making a s

she apolo

g it was the call he had been

ept you guys!? If I loose my job, you'

oped his face, stay r

at he h

e driver, as he took hi

e haven't had dinner ye

on" he replied n

ight I'll be waiting for you so we could have dinne

the beef?" Sammy asked

" she re

she continue li

••

midnight, the evening was chilly and the crescent moon gave little

he occupant at the back. Expensive shoes met the ground as the regime leader, Carl emerged. He wore a dark leather suit and a brown trousers. The black shirt wa

to his right-hand man. "Y

e eyes, Douglas, assur

stern expression deepened as he fr

not

e your men," he cut Douglas short, the c

em to surround the houses, ensuring no one was

manded with authority. "We'll start with this

The entire atmosphere was unusually quiet. Even though the hour was l

As they entered the house, a flickering candlelight pe

the room, his eyes narrowing as he

to you guys?" Carl's voi

ed Marshal, glancing

f security, rushed in, breathless. "Sir, the en

ible?" Douglas as

one in the room. Carl wore a stern face

appeared with an oil lamp in hand. Fear etched his face as h

," Carl sneered as he walked towards him "Mr. Gideon,he placed

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ted Mr. Gideon into the living room. "Sit," he motion

"No Sir, Carl stopped him and fiercely pushed him away then sa

sit?" The old ma

ut, yes Sit on the floor," Carl

Gideon's eyes w

ned as he took a cigarette from his coat and lit it. C'mon, s

the tense silence as

" he shrugged as he motioned his men, they men

ow, let's begin. He took a de

replied without

manner again. Where is eve

ow" his voi

, where is it?" Carl demanded,

een tough. We barely have enough to feed

d. "Your best is not good enough. You

ybe a little demonstration will help him understand, boss,

've been here in several occasion

icipation. He cracked his knuckles, a chilling sound that sent s

iful lips "I won't ask again" Carl

spine. As Marshal made a fist and was about to inflict p

ou will be coming with your henchmen to collect the tax and re

etting the stage for a night fraught with revenge, secrets, and the impending return of the

l betrayed me!?" He looked at his men, a fiery determination in his eye

idea. That's why I returned," Mr. Gid

. So he would return to big boss without the rent and tax from h

angry he dove at him like a wild animal. Using both fist on his face. Marsh

broken nose. Make sure he receives medical attention. His anger always found its way to fall in one if his men. Get your men, we're r

ment big boss would do to him. The frustration boiled within him, whoever bet

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