“I am sorry father for all I have cost you.” She begged. Debby was still trying to adjust to the reality to being called a daughter and this was what triggered her to come back. “You don’t have to be hard on yourself, darling. You did what you believed was best for you.” Broderick said, stretching out his hands and reaching for Debby’s own. It was a surreal experience, getting to hold the hands of his long lost daughter once again. It made Broderick really feel very emotional.“I was careless to have let you get stolen from me. As powerful as I am, I never thought anyone would dare to come for my kid. I wished I was the one who raised you up, I wished you live with your sisters," Broderick had tears streamed down his eyes, "you even claimed to be my daughter and on two separate occasions I didn’t believe you. I didn't even recognize my own daughter again, I'm such a failure. I feel absolutely guilty.” Broderick admitted, while Debby rubbed his hands gently, a mechanism to sooth his
The footage clearly showed how Debby walked out of the exact room he had a night stand. So how did Edna come into the picture? It was definitely Debby he had a night stand with. He mentally cursed himself for not believing all these while that Debby is her was the woman he had a one night stand with five years ago. That just give an accurate explanation behind how Fred turned out to be his son. Has Edna been deceiving him? How dare she! Whoever dares to deceive him will experience hell here on earth. ...If there was one thing Harry hated, it was being placed in a situation where he would be tricked. He had slowly realized that Edna had fooled him and that she was not actually the lady he had a one night stand. Harry wondered if she had also lied about being his childhood lover as well. He pulled out his phone from his pocket and placed a call across one of his men.“Bring Edna to me now!” He ordered in an authoritative manner. He will show Edna what it means to be ruthless. He will
She sighed and realized that indeed, she had no other option but Nicolas to get her to work. She stepped into the car and Nicholas drove off to her corporation. But Nicholas didn't say any word. When they arrived at the corporation, Debby was about opening the door when she realized the door was locked by Nicholas.“What is this madness? Open this door now!” She demanded.“I will open the door, but I need you to hear me out," Nicholas begged. He had checked his wrist watch and realized she still have a couple of minutes to spare. Debby knew that there was nothing she could do at the moment. She had no other options available than to give Nicholas a listening ear.“I am listening…” She said after taking a look at her wrist watch. ...“Debby, the only reason why I had to pull the stunts I did against you was because I cared so much for you.” Nicholas explained, much to Debby's dismay. “You cared? Oh spare me the childish talk Nicholas!” She replied angrily. “If the DNA test results
Harry felt guilt tripped. The pain he had caused her, the grief, the tears, the moments where he had regarded her as worthless woman because he was blinded by Edna's deceit. As for Edna, Harry had declared her wanted all across the city. “All this while, I was deceived to believe that Edna was my childhood lover, whereas you are the girl from my childhood.” Debby felt emotions running through her vein as Harry revealed the words she had always hoped to hear from him. Suddenly, Debby remembered her sick father in the dungeon and she stepped back a bit from Harry, who was confused by her sudden retraction. “My father is in the dungeon and all I ever wish for is that he would be released. I have never asked for more than this.” She quickly took advantage of his good mood to make her greatest request known to him. “Aren’t you considerate? Your father killed my parents and also my siblings. He made me an orphan, Debby. Yet, you stand there begging that I release him? This is pure selfi
The bells were jiggling, the songs of the weddings playing across the whole of Darkwood. The news about Harry Vernon getting consumated into marriage had spread like a wild fire and many who heard this, wondered who the lucky bride could beMeanwhile, Debby was staring at her beautiful self in the mirror. She was wrath in pure white, with diamonds placed at each helms of the gown. She wasn't the type that enjoyed make ups and instead chose a more natural self, despite the stylist complain.Harry had informed her only a week before about the wedding and while she thought it was a mere joke, the whole plans became serious, when Harry hired the best stylist out there to make a befitting gown for her."You looking like a working art, my dear." Debby smiled at the stylist compliment. She had a french accent to her tone."Mommy!" She turned around to see Fred fully dressed in a very expensive Italian sized suit. Debby smiled as her son looked all handsome and didn't fail to show it."Oh my
The man standing before Debby was Broderick Alessandro. Debby turned to face Harry, who gave her a nod and she mouthed a thank you and turned to face her father once again. She didn’t bother listening to what the priest had to say, all she was concerned about was hugging her father. However she knew better than to keep her emotions in check. She didn’t want anyone from the audience suspecting a thing about them. After the blessing of the marriage, Harry decided to give Broderick and his daughter a private moment amongst themselves. He didn’t want to interfere in the father-daughter meet up, after a very long time of being distanced together. Harry closed the door behind him and went to greet the guests that had come for his wedding. Meanwhile, with tears filled on her face, Debby rushed up to her father and embraced him in a warm hug. Broderick couldn’t contain his emotion as well, as he held on to his daughter tightly. He had thought that at some point, he was going to die. When Ha
Harry was in his study room, reviewing some new books he had just ordered. But the door opened and Debby stepped in. He didn’t want to be disturbed and upon seeing her presence, he sighed in exasperation.“What do you want?” He asked, sitting upright. “I made us a good meal and I think you should try it yourself to see that I am certainly right.” Indeed, Debby had gone extra-miles to prepare the dishes. They were supposed to be in their honey moon, but Debby doubted if Harry had a clue about that.“This library is where I would eat. Bring it here.” Harry declared.“I cannot bring the food to the library, it would totally be inappropriate. I think eating the meal at the dinning would be better.” Harry looked up at Debby. She was looking totally stunning before his eyes. Harry stood up from the study room and made his way to the dinning table.Fred had been taken to Lord Vernon’s mansion to spend time with his grandfather. The excitement that the old man encompassed, when he saw Fred,
Later that evening, Harry returned back to the mansion and was surprised to see that Debby was back as well. He had thought that Debby would go against his instruction and stay back at her parent’s place, but she had chosen to be obedient to his instructions. “Welcome back.” Debby said, embracing Harry in a hug. He stood still while Debby’s whole body wrapped around him.“You need to cheer up sometimes, Harry, having this stiff face would make you look and grow old eventually.” Harry’s mind was bugged with things other than a simple countenance and Debby observed it as well.“What is the problem?” Debby asked, as she watched Harry walk to the couch and slump down on it, with no words yet from him.“Harry, what is the problem.” Debby enquired as she walked up to take her seat by his side, while he stared into space.Debby remained in that position for a while, till she heard him sigh and spoke out eventually. “Your father has been librated” Debby looked up at Harry and was curious to