KING Luther found himself outside the gate of Mejares' residence. Unlike before that he forcibly entered the estate, now he is professionally going to the security guard who was standing there outside the guardhouse.
"Good morning, Guard," he greeted the security guard, "Can I talk to Portia?"
The guard stared at him.
"May I know your name, Sir?"
"Luther Daniel," he simply answered, "She knows me. I'm her boyfriend."
The guard looks new, looks like he didn't know him.
"Wait a minute, Sir. I'll just call them."
King Luther sighed and let the guard do what he was supposed to do. He patiently waited there and didn't mind the heat from the sun since it was afternoon.
King Luther was about to follow up the guard when he noticed that he was taking much time, but he stopped when he notice
