"What happened?" Marcus asked trying to comfort Amanda who was already crying. "My dad. My dad was in that plane," Amanda said in tears and Marcus's eyes widened. "Calm down, please. Let's wait to hear the news and you will know where your father is. For all you know he may be fine," Marcus comforted and turned the TV volume up. "The Pakistan airport has been hit with a tragic incident. An Airplane that flew in from California just caught fire before passengers onboard could come out of the plane. Information reaching out has it that, some of the passengers onboard include dignitaries from the government who had flown in to help settle the misunderstanding generated by the government policies passed to protect citizens following the September 11th incident. The fire service team, who got here on time to save the situation are currently checking for survivors. Our heart condolences to families whose relatives were on the plane," said the reporter. "My dad, no no no," Amanda cried ge

She was led out of the intensive care unit. Marcus was waiting in the corridor. Amanda just hugged Marcus breaking down."He is gone," Amanda said. "I am sorry," Marcus said hugging Amanda as she wept bitterly on his shoulders. The officials that were sent over by the government have equally received the news of Mr Thatcher's passing. They did the paperwork in a couple of hours Mr Thatcher's body was on the way back to California for the burial and Amanda also left with them. The news quickly went viral with every news channel announcing the passing the passing of the senator. "The city of California woke up to a rather devasting news. Mr Christian Thatcher, our senator, passed in the early hours of this morning. This was following the incident of their plane catching fire upon landing at the Pakistan airport. Mr Thatcher embarked on this trip to help settle the misunderstanding arising from the passing of policies by the US government to protect citizens following the September 1

"You are not my son. You can never be my son," Mr Scott said in anger before he could stop himself. "Dad, what did you just say?" Aiden asked. The call came to an abrupt end. Aiden stared at the phone screen and dialled his father's number again but he didn't answer. He understood his father was angry about something but to say, he was not his father is not just an anger statement. Aiden changed his clothes and exited the bedroom. He headed for the front door and grabbed the key cars. He drove in the middle of the night to the family house. It was fifteen minutes past 8 when he arrived. He parked the car and went inside. One of the servants welcomed him and led him to the living room. Aiden found Mrs Scott reading a magazine in the living room. "Good evening, Mum," Aiden greeted. "Aiden, what brings you here at the hour of the night?" Mrs Scott asked unaware of what had transpired between Aiden and her husband, "Mum, am I your son? Are you my mother?" Aiden went straight to the po

"What is going on?" Mrs Scott, who was also descending the staircase to the living room asked seeing her husband and daughter looking like they were about to slash each other's throats. "Your daughter here just sold us out to Aiden," Mr Scott said angrily. "What happened, Ruth?" Mrs Scott asked drawing closer to Ruth as Mr Scott walked away angrily pressing his phone. "I just told him I sent an email to Aiden and he gets mad at me," Ruth replied not seeing anything wrong with what she did in the middle of the night. "What email?" Mrs Scott asked. "I just sent him an email officially informing him, that he has been removed from office and the need to return business assets in his possession. I asked him to vacant the hotel-provided apartment within 24 hours," Ruth replied. "Ruth, you shouldn't have. You just gave Aiden a reason to start an investigation to dig into the truth," Mrs Scott said. "What truth again, is there to uncover? You already told him last night he was not a Sco

Aiden was returning to his room when he saw the living room front door open from where he stood. He waited to see who it was only to see Amanda dragging a huge travelling back inside, followed by her driver, Marcus also carrying two huge bags. Aiden frowned looking at the two. "Aren't you going to welcome me home?" Amanda asked, looking at Aiden from the living room. Aiden just walked away without saying anything. Amanda just rolled her eyes and turned to Marcus. "Take my bags to my room," Amanda said to Marcus as she made herself comfortable on the sofa. She picked up the TV remote, turned on the TV and started browsing through the channels. She turned off the TV and grabbed a magazine. All the stations were still talking about her father's burial. Alice and Ana descended the staircase into the living room. "Ana, you are still here and who is that?" Amanda asked seeing the two. "I am Alice. Ana's little sister," Alice introduced with a smile but Amanda frowned looking at her u