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The Last Tears

Emerald Castle... Jemmy sat lonely with his laptop hosting an online meeting with his staff. When he heard a slight movement, he looked at the bed attentively. "Send someone to protect Marina. She's my sister." Naysa said while still asleep. Jemmy didn't understand whether she was dreaming or meant what she said. When he tried to wake her up, she was still sleeping. But anyway, Wade was send off to Polar hotel. Evening, Naysa opened her eyes and stared into the black shiny eyes. Jemmy was too happy when she woke up. Though the doctor just said she was ok, Jemmy could still not believe his words. "How do you feel?" Jemmy asked. Naysa wanted to sit up but the strong hands held her back. "You'll hurt yourself." "Am fine I can sit ok?" She said but Jemmy didn't let her go. "Naysa there is one thing we have to talk about. The way you do take rush decisions is alarming and that's endangering your life. At least, wherever you go, take the guards with you. For the sake of your protection." Jemmy said. Naysa, with Jemmy's support sat up and looked at him. "I just don't know what came over me. Am sorry." She said, lowering her head like an obedient child to the parents. It was too cute that Jemmy stared at her admiringly. Even at her weakest point, she's still never lost her beauty. "I'll make you something to eat." He said as he stood up and headed to the kitchen. "Hey, some wonders here today!" Adrian started. "He's going to personally cook for her." Another guard said. "Wait, does he even know how to cook?" Stenson couldn't help laughing. In a matter of five minutes, the kitchen looked like a tornado zone. Broken pieces of glasses and plates were all over. Flour was all over the place plus in his face. His whole clothes were covered in flour and other kitchen ingredients. When he came out, Naysa who sat in the living room burst out laughing. Stenson couldn't help it as he took pictures. The other guards went out the couldn't suppress their laughter any longer. "Ooh my God! What were you doing?" Naysa held a mirror close to his face but Jemmy closed his eyes. "Do I look terrible?" He asked in a cute deep voice. "No... Not really. Who said my husband can look terrible? You look cute and funny. You've won a suit to the kitchen? I can't help it." Naysa laughed again. Looking at his suit, Jemmy couldn't help frowning. "What did you prepare for me?" She asked. "I made instant noodles." He said. "And how did you have your whole body covered in flour?" She asked. Jemmy kept quiet. "Can I go to the kitchen and have a look?" "No... Don't go there!" Jemmy stepped forward to stop her. "Can we go together then?" Naysa asked. "If you insist." He replied while leading the way. Naysa followed. The whole kitchen was a mess. The trash can was full of spoilt dumplings, pan cakes and many other goods he tried to prepare. He looked at Naysa innocently. "Ok you did a good job, but you're a pretty bad cook." She said. Jemmy stared at her as if digesting what she just said. "Ok, don't be mad at me for that kind of a comment. Can I be your teacher then?" "Sure." He replied. "But there is a fee to pay. Are you ready?" She asked. "How much is it teacher?" He asked eargerly that Naysa laughed. "It's not about money. It's something else." She said. "Whatever you want, I'll do it for you." Jemmy said. "Good, now take a guess before I tell you."

Dragon_2120 · Adolescente

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88 Chs

CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN: DON'T FORGET MY FATHER WAS A GENERAL

All the guards stepped down suprised and shocked at the same time. Stenson breathed hard. Naysa had shot just the ground close to his legs.

"Don't forget my father was general Henry Haven." Naysa emphasized every word.

Back then when her father was still alive, he used to come home with the gun. She would spend more time with her father, training to aim at the target. Her father would teach her how to aim with an empty gun.

"But why are you interested in knowing how to handle a gun?" He would ask her every time she was aiming.

"I believe I'll need the knowledge one day, but for now, am doing it for fun." She would reply.

Naysa looked at the shocked Stenson and smiled. Cindy had heard the gun shoot and came to look. She was shocked to find Naysa holding the gun right in Stenson's face. Stenson held his hands up. The other guards wanted to charge at her and forcefully take the gun.

"One more move, he's dead. My request is very simple, let me go. I want to leave, why are you holding me back?" Naysa asked.

" But madam, for the sake of Jemmy, you can't leave." Stenson answered.

"But I want to." Slowly, Naysa dropped the gun at Stenson's feet and matched to the gate which was a few meters from the house. No one dared to stop her.

Her speed is terrifying! All the guards thought as they looked at her disappearing figure.

"Stenson what really happened? How did she?... "Frank started but was stopped by Stenson's glare.

"I don't know... Am as confused as you are. Now, stop asking questions and think of a better explanation we will tell boss. A mere lady we can't stop..." Stenson said picking up his gun.

"Are you not the silly one? A lady snatched your gun!" Adrian said.

"Stop talking nonsense, why didn't you stop her? You all stood there and observed." Stenson snorted.

"Shit! I never thought she knows how to handle a gun." Frank clicked.

Feeling down, Stenson entered the car. "Second boss is never present when he's needed most, he could have stopped her." Stenson cursed. It was just when a convoy drove in. Hank and Jemmy jumped out. The guards lowered their faces respectfully as Stenson trembled. Looking at his expectant boss, he knew today wasn't a good day for him and the other guards either.

"Boss... We don't know what happened but she left." Stenson trembled as he said those words.

"What did you say?" Jemmy roared. Hank smiled Mockingly at the guards and walked in. They felt like crying. Hank never took matters seriously unless it concerned him, but he worsened the already worse issue by smiling, causing Jemmy to frown even more.

"How did she walk past more than a hundred guards?" Jemmy asked, casting a questioning look at all the guards.

"Sir... It's not like we couldn't stop her... We just didn't use force because either way, the while situation would be as ugly as now." Frank said.

"Will you shut up? What happened? Why did she leave? How?" Jemmy asked.

"Boss, no one knew madam would be good at shooting. Whether she missed intentionally or accidentally, she ordered no one to move or she would shoot Stenson. She was too serious it didn't look like a joke." Adrian explained. Everyone held their breath tight.

Jemmy dialed Naysa's number and no one picked the call. After a while, he turned to Stenson. "Make sure you give me a report on where she went after walking out. You have five minutes." He walked into the car.

Stenson ran into the house and into the computer room. After several phone calls, he came out. He had taken less than five minutes.

"Boss, she couldn't be in school because she didn't go back. From here, she didn't go to her apartment but went straight to her home."

"Get into the car. Destination, Haven's home"

The guards got in and soon the convoy of cars left towards Haven's home.

HAVEN'S HOME

Uncle Tarran was out cleaning the compound when a convoy of cars entered. He stopped midway and looked up. He wasn't sure who the people were since the last time the president's men were here, no one else showed up.

The cars lined up and uniformly dressed guards came out first. Then the door was opened and a handsome young man walked out. Uncle Tarran had never seen him. He half closed her eyes and observed the man as he walked closer.

"Good evening." He greeted respectfully.

"Good evening young man. How may I help you?" Uncle Tarran asked.

"Am here to get Naysa Haven." He went straight to the point.

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