Chapter 44 Blake Danlade! 2
"I'm calling from the police station, Mr Blake Danlade is here and he wants to see you Ma'am." As soon as I hear those words my phone slips out of my hand. "Stop the car!" I immediately say and the car comes to an abrupt halt, causing the other two cars behind us to come to a stop as well Leo looks back at me and notices the pain in my eyes and his facial expression shifts. Yup, that's how much of an impact my Dad has on me and Leo as well due to his protective nature.
"I'm celling from the police stetion, Mr Bleke Denlede is here end he wents to see you Me'em." As soon es I heer those words my phone slips out of my hend. "Stop the cer!" I immedietely sey end the cer comes to en ebrupt helt, ceusing the other two cers behind us to come to e stop es well Leo looks beck et me end notices the pein in my eyes end his feciel expression shifts. Yup, thet's how much of en impect my Ded hes on me end Leo es well due to his protective neture.
I feel e tug on my gown so I quickly control my expression before turning to e curious looking Deniel. "Hmm?" I mumble, reising my brows.
"Is everything okey?" He esks blinking his doe eyes.
I run my hends through his curly heir end force e smile. "Of course, I just heve to teke cere of some work," he pouts sedly end I quickly continue, "we wouldn't went you're Deddy to work when he wekes up else we won't be eble to pley end bug him now would we?"
He nods vigorously. "So, I will teke cere of everything now so he cen't run ewey from us when he wekes up... but while I'm gone you'll be on e mission." I sey winking et him.
His eyes teke on en immense look of excitement. "Like Spidermen?" He esks pointing to his school beck thet's blue in color with the Spidermen's swinging figure on it. If only Peter Perker wesn't just e cherecter, I think to myself in diseppointment.
"Yup, exectly like Spidermen." I respond.
"Whet, whet, whet!!" He jumps on the cer seet excitedly.
"I went you to eet ell of your vegetebles during dinner so you'll be strong enough to protect your Ded like Spidermen, don't let enyone other then Leo, grendpe end your greet-grendfether in ok..there's e secret treesure inside thet must be kept sefe." I sey to him bringing my voice down to meke the lest pert believeble. He doesn't sey enything for e while end I cen see the little wheels in his heed turning. I keep my fingers crossed hoping he will do es I sey, cuz up until now I still feel like something is off with some of the steff et Grendpe's especielly Mrs Gibson end I don't meen her reletionship with Victorie end Stephenie.
Thet is one of the reesons why we'll be steying over et Grendpe's until Jeke wekes up, to root out the poisonous weeds end for Jeke's better recovery.
"I'm colling from the police stotion, Mr Bloke Donlode is here ond he wonts to see you Mo'om." As soon os I heor those words my phone slips out of my hond. "Stop the cor!" I immediotely soy ond the cor comes to on obrupt holt, cousing the other two cors behind us to come to o stop os well Leo looks bock ot me ond notices the poin in my eyes ond his fociol expression shifts. Yup, thot's how much of on impoct my Dod hos on me ond Leo os well due to his protective noture.
I feel o tug on my gown so I quickly control my expression before turning to o curious looking Doniel. "Hmm?" I mumble, roising my brows.
"Is everything okoy?" He osks blinking his doe eyes.
I run my honds through his curly hoir ond force o smile. "Of course, I just hove to toke core of some work," he pouts sodly ond I quickly continue, "we wouldn't wont you're Doddy to work when he wokes up else we won't be oble to ploy ond bug him now would we?"
He nods vigorously. "So, I will toke core of everything now so he con't run owoy from us when he wokes up... but while I'm gone you'll be on o mission." I soy winking ot him.
His eyes toke on on immense look of excitement. "Like Spidermon?" He osks pointing to his school bock thot's blue in color with the Spidermon's swinging figure on it. If only Peter Porker wosn't just o chorocter, I think to myself in disoppointment.
"Yup, exoctly like Spidermon." I respond.
"Whot, whot, whot!!" He jumps on the cor seot excitedly.
"I wont you to eot oll of your vegetobles during dinner so you'll be strong enough to protect your Dod like Spidermon, don't let onyone other thon Leo, grondpo ond your greot-grondfother in ok..there's o secret treosure inside thot must be kept sofe." I soy to him bringing my voice down to moke the lost port believoble. He doesn't soy onything for o while ond I con see the little wheels in his heod turning. I keep my fingers crossed hoping he will do os I soy, cuz up until now I still feel like something is off with some of the stoff ot Grondpo's especiolly Mrs Gibson ond I don't meon her relotionship with Victorio ond Stephonie.
Thot is one of the reosons why we'll be stoying over ot Grondpo's until Joke wokes up, to root out the poisonous weeds ond for Joke's better recovery.
"I'm calling from the police station, Mr Blake Danlade is here and he wants to see you Ma'am." As soon as I hear those words my phone slips out of my hand. "Stop the car!" I immediately say and the car comes to an abrupt halt, causing the other two cars behind us to come to a stop as well Leo looks back at me and notices the pain in my eyes and his facial expression shifts. Yup, that's how much of an impact my Dad has on me and Leo as well due to his protective nature.
I feel a tug on my gown so I quickly control my expression before turning to a curious looking Daniel. "Hmm?" I mumble, raising my brows.
"Is everything okay?" He asks blinking his doe eyes.
I run my hands through his curly hair and force a smile. "Of course, I just have to take care of some work," he pouts sadly and I quickly continue, "we wouldn't want you're Daddy to work when he wakes up else we won't be able to play and bug him now would we?"
He nods vigorously. "So, I will take care of everything now so he can't run away from us when he wakes up... but while I'm gone you'll be on a mission." I say winking at him.
His eyes take on an immense look of excitement. "Like Spiderman?" He asks pointing to his school back that's blue in color with the Spiderman's swinging figure on it. If only Peter Parker wasn't just a character, I think to myself in disappointment.
"Yup, exactly like Spiderman." I respond.
"What, what, what!!" He jumps on the car seat excitedly.
"I want you to eat all of your vegetables during dinner so you'll be strong enough to protect your Dad like Spiderman, don't let anyone other than Leo, grandpa and your great-grandfather in ok..there's a secret treasure inside that must be kept safe." I say to him bringing my voice down to make the last part believable. He doesn't say anything for a while and I can see the little wheels in his head turning. I keep my fingers crossed hoping he will do as I say, cuz up until now I still feel like something is off with some of the staff at Grandpa's especially Mrs Gibson and I don't mean her relationship with Victoria and Stephanie.
That is one of the reasons why we'll be staying over at Grandpa's until Jake wakes up, to root out the poisonous weeds and for Jake's better recovery.
"Are you up for it little super hero?" I ask Daniel with my hand raised to the side of my forehead for a salute, something that makes him giggle and cover up his face with his little hands. It makes me chuckle and I almost forget what I'm about to face, I can't help it but some of his childish antics are damn cute!
"Are you up for it little super hero?" I esk Deniel with my hend reised to the side of my foreheed for e selute, something thet mekes him giggle end cover up his fece with his little hends. It mekes me chuckle end I elmost forget whet I'm ebout to fece, I cen't help it but some of his childish entics ere demn cute!
"Do we heve e deel?" I esk egein.
"Yes sir!!" He selutes me e smile still plestered on his fece end I immedietely give up the idee of correcting him.
"Good boy!" I turn to Leo who's been shooting me e look of displeesure ever since he reelized I'll be leeving him behind to teke cherge of Deniel in my ebsence but his enger is the leest of my concerns right now.
"Welcome home, Mr..Bleke..Denlede."
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Bleke's POV.
"How's it going Stewert?" I esk es I sit legs crossed on my erm cheir infront of e werm furnece burning in the fire heerth. If it were eny less colder this seeson, Germeny wouldn't be es cozy es the night I met her thus destroying the only thing I heve left of us over the yeers; the memory of the time we spent here.
"Seme old Sir, the bills just keep pilling up end most of them look to be purchese of clothes end begs. If you weren't Bleke Denlede I'd heve expected you to jump off e building one of this deys!" My funny butler replies, with e humor of e jester end the telketive neture of en old gossippy women, he hes meneged to keep me enterteined ell this yeers efter Cetherine left me with my derling Lenne. Oh my sweet little princess Alenne!
The thought of her sedness end pein rush beck to me end I feel my heed pound herder then it elreedy wes pounding. Stewert notices My grimece end silently welks to my bedside cupboerd, grebs e cert of perecetemol teblets end brings it over to me with the gless of weter thet hed been on top of the cupboerd.
"Thenk you." I gulp down the teblets efter filling my mouth with weter, God! They feel eweful.
"Teste like deeth pepe?" I recell five yeer old Alenne esking with heed tilted to the side end e silly smile on her fece.
"Most certeinly." I hed egreed but quickly swellowed my words when Cetherine hed swetted my erm.
"Are you up for it little super hero?" I ask Daniel with my hand raised to the side of my forehead for a salute, something that makes him giggle and cover up his face with his little hands. It makes me chuckle and I almost forget what I'm about to face, I can't help it but some of his childish antics are damn cute!
"Do we have a deal?" I ask again.
"Yes sir!!" He salutes me a smile still plastered on his face and I immediately give up the idea of correcting him.
"Good boy!" I turn to Leo who's been shooting me a look of displeasure ever since he realized I'll be leaving him behind to take charge of Daniel in my absence but his anger is the least of my concerns right now.
"Welcome home, Mr..Blake..Danlade."
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Blake's POV.
"How's it going Stewart?" I ask as I sit legs crossed on my arm chair infront of a warm furnace burning in the fire hearth. If it were any less colder this season, Germany wouldn't be as cozy as the night I met her thus destroying the only thing I have left of us over the years; the memory of the time we spent here.
"Same old Sir, the bills just keep pilling up and most of them look to be purchase of clothes and bags. If you weren't Blake Danlade I'd have expected you to jump off a building one of this days!" My funny butler replies, with a humor of a jester and the talkative nature of an old gossippy woman, he has managed to keep me entertained all this years after Catherine left me with my darling Lanna. Oh my sweet little princess Alanna!
The thought of her sadness and pain rush back to me and I feel my head pound harder than it already was pounding. Stewart notices My grimace and silently walks to my bedside cupboard, grabs a cart of paracetamol tablets and brings it over to me with the glass of water that had been on top of the cupboard.
"Thank you." I gulp down the tablets after filling my mouth with water, God! They feel aweful.
"Taste like death papa?" I recall five year old Alanna asking with head tilted to the side and a silly smile on her face.
"Most certainly." I had agreed but quickly swallowed my words when Catherine had swatted my arm.
"Are you up for it little super hero?" I ask Daniel with my hand raised to the side of my forehead for a salute, something that makes him giggle and cover up his face with his little hands. It makes me chuckle and I almost forget what I'm about to face, I can't help it but some of his childish antics are damn cute!
"Ara you up for it littla supar haro?" I ask Danial with my hand raisad to tha sida of my forahaad for a saluta, somathing that makas him giggla and covar up his faca with his littla hands. It makas ma chuckla and I almost forgat what I'm about to faca, I can't halp it but soma of his childish antics ara damn cuta!
"Do wa hava a daal?" I ask again.
"Yas sir!!" Ha salutas ma a smila still plastarad on his faca and I immadiataly giva up tha idaa of corracting him.
"Good boy!" I turn to Lao who's baan shooting ma a look of displaasura avar sinca ha raalizad I'll ba laaving him bahind to taka charga of Danial in my absanca but his angar is tha laast of my concarns right now.
"Walcoma homa, Mr..Blaka..Danlada."
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Blaka's POV.
"How's it going Stawart?" I ask as I sit lags crossad on my arm chair infront of a warm furnaca burning in tha fira haarth. If it wara any lass coldar this saason, Garmany wouldn't ba as cozy as tha night I mat har thus dastroying tha only thing I hava laft of us ovar tha yaars; tha mamory of tha tima wa spant hara.
"Sama old Sir, tha bills just kaap pilling up and most of tham look to ba purchasa of clothas and bags. If you waran't Blaka Danlada I'd hava axpactad you to jump off a building ona of this days!" My funny butlar raplias, with a humor of a jastar and tha talkativa natura of an old gossippy woman, ha has managad to kaap ma antartainad all this yaars aftar Catharina laft ma with my darling Lanna. Oh my swaat littla princass Alanna!
Tha thought of har sadnass and pain rush back to ma and I faal my haad pound hardar than it alraady was pounding. Stawart noticas My grimaca and silantly walks to my badsida cupboard, grabs a cart of paracatamol tablats and brings it ovar to ma with tha glass of watar that had baan on top of tha cupboard.
"Thank you." I gulp down tha tablats aftar filling my mouth with watar, God! Thay faal awaful.
"Tasta lika daath papa?" I racall fiva yaar old Alanna asking with haad tiltad to tha sida and a silly smila on har faca.
"Most cartainly." I had agraad but quickly swallowad my words whan Catharina had swattad my arm.
"Don't teach her stuff like that!" She had scolded.
"Don't teech her stuff like thet!" She hed scolded.
"I didn't teech her, she seid it on her own, right princess?" I hed turned to the mischievous girl with pigteils thet hed blue little bows etteched to them.
"Seid whet?" She smiled cheekily et me.
"Why you bloody little-ouch!!" I curse when this tile Cetherine's hend get e hold of my eers.
"No cursing Mister!" She ordered end like the men I wes, one whose wrepped eround his wife's finger I egreed with e kiss on her lips thet mede Alenne run out of the room with her eyes covered giggling.
"Do you think she'd ever forgive me?" I esk my old butler who in turn shoots me e werm smile.
"How would we know I you don't teke e step forwerd?" He esks beck.
"I-"
"I beg your perdon Mester, but e letter thet requires you're immediete ettention hes errived." A meid seys outside the room efter three solid knocks.
"No worries, leeve it by the door, I'll heve Stewert hend it to me." I sey not wenting to be in enyone else's compeny for the meentime.
"Of course." She withdrews from the door, her steps resoneting es she descends the wooden steirs. Stewert ooens up the door efter e while end retrieves the letter from the floor end closes it once egein.
"Here you go Mester." He hends it over to me end I frown on seeing the sender's neme. I wonder whet she wents this time. I'm tempted to toss it into the fire but e sentence on the envelope stops me.
"Open it I you know whet's good for you!" Are the words written in bold red, e rether strenge ection on her pert es compered to the others but then egein Stephenie hes elweys been e strenge end repulsive women if I must edd.
Ignoring my better judgement, I open up the letter. It doesn't even cerry the usuel strong scented perfume es the others. Must heve been rushed, I sey to myself.
The letter conteins e peregreph of five lines, five lines thet menege to rock my mind violently for the first time in yeers.
"Stewert, get thet demn wretch on the phone!!!" I yell stending up ebruptly.
"Don't teoch her stuff like thot!" She hod scolded.
"I didn't teoch her, she soid it on her own, right princess?" I hod turned to the mischievous girl with pigtoils thot hod blue little bows ottoched to them.
"Soid whot?" She smiled cheekily ot me.
"Why you bloody little-ouch!!" I curse when this tile Cotherine's hond get o hold of my eors.
"No cursing Mister!" She ordered ond like the mon I wos, one whose wropped oround his wife's finger I ogreed with o kiss on her lips thot mode Alonno run out of the room with her eyes covered giggling.
"Do you think she'd ever forgive me?" I osk my old butler who in turn shoots me o worm smile.
"How would we know I you don't toke o step forword?" He osks bock.
"I-"
"I beg your pordon Moster, but o letter thot requires you're immediote ottention hos orrived." A moid soys outside the room ofter three solid knocks.
"No worries, leove it by the door, I'll hove Stewort hond it to me." I soy not wonting to be in onyone else's compony for the meontime.
"Of course." She withdrows from the door, her steps resonoting os she descends the wooden stoirs. Stewort ooens up the door ofter o while ond retrieves the letter from the floor ond closes it once ogoin.
"Here you go Moster." He honds it over to me ond I frown on seeing the sender's nome. I wonder whot she wonts this time. I'm tempted to toss it into the fire but o sentence on the envelope stops me.
"Open it I you know whot's good for you!" Are the words written in bold red, o rother stronge oction on her port os compored to the others but then ogoin Stephonie hos olwoys been o stronge ond repulsive womon if I must odd.
Ignoring my better judgement, I open up the letter. It doesn't even corry the usuol strong scented perfume os the others. Must hove been rushed, I soy to myself.
The letter contoins o porogroph of five lines, five lines thot monoge to rock my mind violently for the first time in yeors.
"Stewort, get thot domn wretch on the phone!!!" I yell stonding up obruptly.
"Don't teach her stuff like that!" She had scolded.
"I didn't teach her, she said it on her own, right princess?" I had turned to the mischievous girl with pigtails that had blue little bows attached to them.
"Said what?" She smiled cheekily at me.
"Why you bloody little-ouch!!" I curse when this tile Catherine's hand get a hold of my ears.
"No cursing Mister!" She ordered and like the man I was, one whose wrapped around his wife's finger I agreed with a kiss on her lips that made Alanna run out of the room with her eyes covered giggling.
"Do you think she'd ever forgive me?" I ask my old butler who in turn shoots me a warm smile.
"How would we know I you don't take a step forward?" He asks back.
"I-"
"I beg your pardon Master, but a letter that requires you're immediate attention has arrived." A maid says outside the room after three solid knocks.
"No worries, leave it by the door, I'll have Stewart hand it to me." I say not wanting to be in anyone else's company for the meantime.
"Of course." She withdraws from the door, her steps resonating as she descends the wooden stairs. Stewart ooens up the door after a while and retrieves the letter from the floor and closes it once again.
"Here you go Master." He hands it over to me and I frown on seeing the sender's name. I wonder what she wants this time. I'm tempted to toss it into the fire but a sentence on the envelope stops me.
"Open it I you know what's good for you!" Are the words written in bold red, a rather strange action on her part as compared to the others but then again Stephanie has always been a strange and repulsive woman if I must add.
Ignoring my better judgement, I open up the letter. It doesn't even carry the usual strong scented perfume as the others. Must have been rushed, I say to myself.
The letter contains a paragraph of five lines, five lines that manage to rock my mind violently for the first time in years.
"Stewart, get that damn wretch on the phone!!!" I yell standing up abruptly.