Chapter 9

When Shola could no longer see Alexis' car, she acted quickly. She couldn't go through the gate because it was locked. She had no choice but to climb the wall, but of course she would use the mask. If she is the only one who can climb it out the mask, she will have a hard time. She looked around to see if there was anyone, but she didn't see anyone. For a second. She jumped. "Oppss." Her foot landed noiselessly on the grass.

The inside of the mansion is dense with various trees that have also grown. Shola walked down the paved path into the house. When she was in front. Grabbing the door lock to open it. Suddenly, what happened before she saw Shola stopped and opened the door.

"Wow, Mommy, baby Shola is so beautiful!"

"Of course she's pretty much the same as you, my daughter."

"Not only me, Mommy, but you too."

"Daddy, look, she's so cute; baby Shola's cheeks are pinkish."

"That's how you were, baby, my daughter; I think you all are the same."

Baby Shola yawned, "She's so sleepy, Mommy."

"Yes, my daughter, let her sleep; play with her later, okay?"

All the kids nodded.

"Let me make her sleep, Clara." Leiden picked up the daughter and danced with her. In a few minutes, the daughter fell asleep, and before placing her in the crib, he kissed her cheek first.

Shola let go of the door lock; she couldn't stop the tears from flowing down her cheeks. Seeing the happy moments with her family back then. "They are happy; even though I have never met them or seen them, I feel that they are very good parents, brothers, and sisters," she said.

When she felt okay, Shola slowly turned the doorknob again to open it. "Huh! It's locked." She took a deep breath. She turned around to look at the other way she could pass inside.

She reached the kitchen, and it was also locked. "She needs to get inside." She pushed the door hard, and it opened because the lock was already old. Thick cobwebs greeted Shola as she entered. She headed to the living room, all the furniture covered with a white cloth, feeling comfortable even though it was old. On the stairs, there was a painting of the whole family. Shola looked at it and approached it.

Shola sees a happy family; everyone has a smile on their face, especially the parents with ear-to-ear smiles, as well as his older brothers and sisters. "I promise this time they will all pay for what they did to all of them!" She clenched her fist.

As she stood on the stairs, she suddenly felt a chill. It was as if someone hugged her—not just one, but many. It's like they're saying welcome to our home. Shola knew what it was. She couldn't stop the tears from flowing again. She hugged herself. Shola thought they were crying like her; she closed her eyes, feeling very comfortable at that time.

Little by little, Shola felt as if someone was caressing her hair and cheeks. She slowly sat down on the stairs and leaned against the wall, still feeling that someone was caressing her. That's why she fell asleep completely.

MORALE MANSION. 

"Enrique Hijo, we are glad that you agreed to come home!" The lady was so happy.

"Because I missed you, Mommy."

"Oh, really, son?"

"Yes, Mommy!" He hugged his mother.

"Son, are they your friends?" Fernan asked. 

"Yes, Dad, Monica is my girlfriend, and they are Simon and Teresa." He introduced his friends to his parents.

"Nice to meet you all," said the lady with a smile. "Son, your father has a party for you."

"What's the party for, Mommy?"

"You're welcome home, son."

"When is it, Mommy?"

"I think tomorrow night, son."

Suddenly, Enrique thought something about the party. "Okay, Dad, I was going to ask you about my party." He wanted to invite the girl he almost ran over on the road earlier.

"Tell me, hijo, anything you want, if I can give it to you, I will provide it."

"Can we make the party a masquerade ball, Dad?"

"Is that what you want, hijo? It's your party, okay? We do it that way."

"Sweetheart. Your party is interesting, but wait, where can we get our dresses, mostly the masks?" Monica asked. 

"Hija, don't worry; everything you need we have here in Morale City," the lady responded.

"Really, Aunt. Wow, I thought there wasn't much here. Because this Morale city is out of the earth. But it's so beautiful here, I like it."

"You're right, hija, there are many beautiful places here in Morale; my son Enrique will tour you all the beautiful places here."

"Aunt, I'm really going to tell him to take us to the beautiful places you said; I feel like we're going to enjoy it."

"Yes, hija, you will enjoy all of you."

Monica smiled sweetly at the lady. And the friends too. "Sweetheart, your parents like me so much, I feel it." She whispered to Enrique.

He agreed with his girlfriend. Yeah, they like her, and he knows why. "Because they know who you are, sweetheart." A daughter of a businessman tycoon."

"You told them, sweetheart?"

"Yes, so they already know your background."

Monica nodded. "I see."

"Monica hija, go to your room with Teresa so that you can rest."

"Thanks, Aunt."

"Your welcome, Enrique hijo; you too go now that I know you're tired, son."

"Yes, Mommy, bro, let's go to my room."

They each went to their rooms. As soon as Enrique lay down on his bed, Shola's gentle face was on his mind. "I want to see you again," he said.

Simon suddenly looked at Enrique. "Who, bro?" he asked.

Enrique looked at his friend and immediately forgot that he was with someone.

"No... nothing, bro."

"Oh, common bro, is that goddess the one you want to see?" because Simon knows his friend when it comes to women. The beauty of that woman is even more enchanting.

Enrique knows which goddess he refers to.

"Bro, is it bad?" he asked.

"Yes, because Monica is here; maybe not because she's not your wife yet; that's up to you, bro; she hit your heart?"

"Yes, Simon. "She is hitting very hard." He even pointed to his heart.

"No problem, bro; you can get her by hooks or by crooks, right?"

Enrique smiling. "Bro, I really want her badly."

"But wait, bro, how can you see her? You don't even know her name, do you?"

"Bro, Daddy has the power; in this town we own this city, bro, I can get her. But I will go through with courting her first.

"Really bro? You do that."

"Yes, bro, I will do it."

"What if you can't get her even though you courted her, bro? What are you going to do?"

"What are the hooks or the crooks doing, bro? I will go with them." He smiled confidently.

"Okay, I'll see if you can do it, bro; I think there's someone who's an obstacle." He was referring to the policeman who greeted them.

"Who is it, Simon?"

"The policeman."

"Hmmm, I think so, bro. But he's not a treat for me. If he slows down, Daddy will be there to cover me up."

"You're really different, bro; I salute you," Simon said with a smile.

He also smiled, "Let's sleep, bro; I'm tired."

"Okay, I am tired too. Because of the long trip."

Before Enrique fell asleep. "You are mine soon, Miss Beautiful!" He can be sure that the girl will be his. Because his father is the one who holds the law in their town. And he was ready to get out of his way if the police who picked them up earlier stood in the way of what he wanted.