CHAPTER SIX
1462 Words
UNCLE COLLEEN.
“I am sorry but you can not marry my daughter. She is out of the equation so look for someone else”
As I say these words, my anger intensifies. The fact that he came back from the dead is already annoying enough, I can’t have him set his eyes on my daughter again.
Eight years ago, I worked so hard so I could sit on that seat but a boy who lost his memory somehow became my superior. The more I think about it, the more anger wells up inside of me but I keep my cool. I won’t let a child like him think he can hurt me, not now and not ever.
“And why?” Nathan asks as he leans back on his chair, “am I not good enough for her?”
“You are like her brother!” I spit out. The words sound so foreign on my tongue, I can almost feel myself gagging.
“We are not related by blood, deputy” he says, “and moreover, shouldn’t we keep this in the family? I mean if we were already close, imagine how this would turn out”
I curl my fingers, anger enveloping me. If only he stayed dead, I wouldn't be thinking of hurting him at this moment but right now? Hand me a gun and I won’t hesitate to end him. He should have remained lost like his father, never to be seen again.
“It’s still a no from my end” I say again, “let’s forget about it”
“Hmmm” Nathan hums as he leans back against his chair, his hand supporting his jaw, “are you sure about that? I want you to think this true”
“I am very sure,” I answer while pulling my body off the chair. I am done listening to his words, “I think I will just debrief you on everything in the meeting room”
Without waiting for his response, I turn around and make to leave but his next words halt me right in my tracks.
“Are you sure you are making the right decision? Deputy? I mean my father willed everything he had to you forgetting that he had a son. I am not even upset about that but don’t you think the wealth should stay within the family? I have laid my memory, I do not know how all this works even if I say I want to take everything back. Aren’t you supposed to let me in on how everything works?”
My jaw clenches and my eyebrows hit my hairline but I maintain my composure. I am not letting a boy like him make me feel inferior no matter what. He is the child and I am the adult.
“You can learn what you want about the company but my daughter won’t be the one on the platter”
I immediately walk out, not wanting him to say anything again. As soon as I step out, I let out a sigh of relief. The nerve of him to think he can. Overthrow me after all these years.
“Dad,” Ophelia calls as I step onto the hallway. I turn to see her walking towards me, a confirmed look on her face, “what’s going on? Are you good?”
“Hmm” I nod, “I am fine, do not worry about that”
She glances at the door I had just worked out from and her confusion intensifies the more.
“Did Nathan say anything again?”
“He always says something,” I tell her, “do not worry about him. We have a meeting soon, you should get ready”
“Sure dad, will do”
With a smile, Ophelia turns and walks away again leaving me to my thoughts. She never wanted to become a military officer. She wanted to go to a fashion school and become a world class fashion icon but how could I let her do that? How could I let her build her legacy somewhere else when we had more than enough to last ten generations? I wanted her by my side, a place where I can always see and protect her. Nothing in this world would make me lose my daughter to that bastard—nothing at all.
My phone buzzes, pulling me out of my train of thought. As soon as I see the caller ID, my anger skyrockets. The nerve of this person to call me after everything that has happened.
“Hello” I say as soon as I press the phone against my ear.
“Asshole” the person hisses from the other end of the line, “I thought you said you could handle something like this?”
“I am working on it” I answer, “I am as angry as you but I can not be reckless. I was already reckless once, not again”
“You better make haste. You can’t be sure of everything he says”
“Rest assured”
As I end the call, determination curses through my veins. I am not allowing someone like Nathan usurp me from my throne. I am not letting him treat me like I am some kind of child.
“You won’t still win this time, Han” I mutter to myself, “trust me”
Pushing the thoughts of Nathan to the back of my head, I make my way to the conference room. Nathan and the other officers are already waiting and it seems like they all were waiting for me.
“Right on time” Nathan’s voice rings out, “I almost thought we would have to come beg you to come for the meeting”
“I was on a call, General” I say out loud, lowering myself on the chair beside me, “apologies for keeping you waiting”
“Let’s go right in” he ignores me, turning to the projector, “deputy, can you run me through the last seven months. Do not leave any detail out, that would really help”
“Of course”
As I stand up, I catch sight of Ophelia staring at him and anger burns inside of me. At this point, I can’t let any of them out of my sight or I may live to regret it.
“In the last seven months” I start to speak, "Everything has been going well except the fact that the last general was killed in an assasinatiln attack. It was almost too brutal, we had to hold a burial for him almost immediately.
“And the perpetrators. Were they ever found!”
“Yes,” I answer, “they were tried and convicted”
“Hmmm. I would like to meet one of them” Nathan announces, “make arrangements for that”
“Okay, sir” the words burn on my tongue. How the heck would I answer sir to someone I can literally give birth too?
“I wasn’t talking to you, General” Nathan’s voice cut me out of my reverie, “Ophilia” he calls and her head whips towards him.
“Yes, General”
“Make arrangements to meet with the perpetrators”
“Yes sir, I will get right to it”
“And yes” Nathan’s head tilts towards me and I see a smirk dangling at the base of his lips. Something is going on in his head and how I wish I can see it. I know he lost his memories but one can never be too careful, not when he is hellbent on my daughter.
“From today, I will need you to work hand in hand with me, sergeant Ophilia” he finally drops the bombshell and my eyes almost pop out of their socket.
“You are the only one who knows me so well in this office aside the deputy” he continues, “so I will be counting on you to help me”
“Of course general, you can rest assured”
“Good” he turns again, “I hope the deputy would let me?”
Still smiling, he returns his focus to Ophelia while I stand there, rage burning through me.
“Will you do that for me, sergeant?”
“Of course sir” my daughter answers.
“Good” Nathan nods, “since we are in the clear, we can move on”
He doesn’t spare me another glance and that cuts right through me. I don’t know what exactly he is driving at but I am not letting him ruin this for me—never.
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