297: Brian's origin

Brian's origin

The First Lady stared dumbly at her phone for a long time with fear gripping her heart before she snapped back to reality and immediately called Brian's manager.2

"Moon, what happened to my nephew?" She sounded anxious and uneasy.

"Ma, Brian got into an unfortunate incident. I can't say what it was, only Brian can tell us what really happened but he's in a coma right now." 

"What?! How dare you hide my nephew's predicament from me?! Where is he right now?!"

"Ma, the doctor said Brian will wake up in three days. Please don't come. You know Brian, he'll fly into a rage if he knew you came, please."

The First Lady sighed deeply. Right, Brian will get mad if she goes there. "What does he need? Is there anything the doctors are asking for?" 

"Yes, Ma, the hospital needs another pint of blood for him. The doctor said it will be kept as a backup in case of emergency. "

"Alright. I'll get someone to send you five pints of blood. Don't hesitate to inform me immediately if something comes up, please!" The First Lady said.

"Thank you, Ma." 

The First Lady put her phone down and fell limply on the couch. "What a close call," she whispered.

"What happened? You look troubled," a male voice, belonging to an old man, sounded from the door.

The First Lady was startled when she heard that voice. She patted her chest before glaring at him.

"You startled me," she said to the old man.

"I didn't mean to. What is making you uncomfortable?" The man asked.

"My nephew got into trouble and is lying in a coma at the hospital." 

"And your sister is angry?" he asked a rhetorical question as he walked to stand beside her. 

The First Lady sighed in exasperation. "Yeah," she said.

"Good that nothing bad happened to him. It would have been worse… by the way, I saw the news, which was why I came running back. He was kidnapped alongside that girl, Piper." 

"What?! That Piper again?! Doesn't Brian hate her? Why were they together?!" She screamed in alarm.

"Take it easy, don't be too excited, consider the state of our child." The man tried to soothe her but she slapped his hand away in anger. 

"Don't tell me to calm down. I was threatened by my sister. She wouldn't mind killing our child again if something happens to Brian." 

Like she remembered something, the first lady hugged her stomach as fear laced her face. "I– is she aware that I'm pregnant again?" She panicked. 

"Please calm down, Luisa, you'll hurt yourself and the child!" 

Luisa nodded and tried to calm down, but tears were already gathering around her eyes due to the fear that her third child might be killed again.

"I killed the nurses and doctors that diagnosed your pregnancy. I also asked for some of your maids to be killed. At the moment, you're safe. Soon, I'll send you to a Countryside to live with some farmers. They are my people. That should buy us some time until we're safe from your sister's angst." 

"You are worthless! Aren't you supposed to be the President of this Country?! I married you because I thought I could find shade in you from my sister, but look! You're intending to send me to the slum to live?! Are you mad?" She got up and stood face-to-face with her husband.

"Listen here, I'm carrying your child! If you can't exercise your power and dominance as the President of this Great Country M, then I think it is time you retire from office." She looked at him disdainfully from head to toe and continued.

"You're old anyway… you should be resting in a farmhouse. Rubbish!" She grabbed her phone, turned on her heels, and stormed out. 

The President watched as his wife stormed off in anger and his intestines twisted in rage. He wasn't angry at her but at himself for being worthless as she said. 

How could a President be powerless in front of his subject? How could a woman hold him in a cuckold like this?

The President had called his brother-in-law a couple of times to report his wife to him and that man would dismiss him without a word. If the husband cannot handle his wife, what can he, a mere president do?

The old man took a deep breath before he summoned his guard into the sitting room.

"Look into what happened to Brian before his parents do. Whoever has a hand in it, send them behind bars and make sure they are sentenced to death." 

"Yes, Mr. President!" The guard bowed and left. 

… 

In less than 24 hours, the guard returned to the President and reported his finding.

"Young Master Brian was kidnapped by the Feng family's Feng Gu."

"Feng family again?!" The President roared in frustration. "Can't they keep it low?!" He stayed silent to rile in his anger before he commanded.

"The Feng family went too far this time. Send my words to the old man. Feng Gu must not be made to become the Feng family's heir. 50% of his power should be withdrawn and he would be sent to the organization's disciplinary prison for three months to reflect on himself." 

"Yes, Mr. President!" 

The President sighed. He hopes that what he has done to Feng Gu would be good enough to calm Brian's mother. 

…

Maverick arrived home to meet his wife curled up in bed. 

He joined her but she didn't move or look excited to see him.

"What is wrong?" He asked.

"I don't know," Jeslyn shook her head. "But I'm sad," she concluded.

"Mn," Maverick nodded and helped her to sit up. "I'll understand, so explain as much as you can." 

Jeslyn glanced at his emotionless face and sighed. "It's Brian," she was still observing his face to see his reaction and like she expected, her husband raised an inquisitive brow.

"We aren't doing anything funny… just that I'm quite attracted to his problems recently and I don't know why," she explained without much interest in talking. She just wanted to lie down in silence. Her mood was horrible and Maverick could feel it. 

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