Resurrection of the people from the past.

Chapter 4.

Resurrection of the people from the past.

ELSA'S POV.

I moved into my suite with my kid in my arms and I turned to the guards, feeling grateful to them for acting very fast when Daniel was in danger, even faster than me.

"Thanks for today." I appreciated it, though I knew they were only doing their jobs.

"It is fine, madam. We will be out here if you need us."

"Okay, grab us a plate of fried rice and spiced beef. Soft drink too, and water."

"Okay, madam." One walked away and I shut the door.

I turned to the room and nodded in great satisfaction, "Nice and cosy."

I went towards the couch and dropped my son on it. I bent towards him just to see his head lowered, he was guilty.

"Hey," I raised his head to stare at me. "Come on, there's nothing to worry about. Nothing at all."

He gently nodded.

It was glaring. He was feeling very unsure, very, very unsure.

I sat down beside him and pulled his head to my chest, I began to rock him, "It's very okay, baby.

"The plan is that I will save you from danger if the need arises and you will do the same for me. I have been doing my part all these years, and today, you just proved to everyone that you are capable of doing your part."

He raised his head from my shoulder, and he smiled widely, "Really, mummy?"

"Yes, my sweetheart."

He jumped out of the couch and removed his hoodie, "See my muscles, mummy," He flexed his tiny muscles, "I'll save you with them."

He threw his hands into the air like a knight would, "I will hit anyone for you mummy, pfft pfft, and you will be protected." He stood akimbo with his lips holding a smirk.

I widened my hands in front of him, and he ran in swiftly, "Mummy is so proud of you and don't worry, we will locate your sister, and you will play knight with her."

I could feel the wideness of his lips on my shoulder and I smiled too.

He yawned, "I want to sleep, mummy."

"You will, you just have to eat and take a shower before sneaking into dreamland," I told him.

"Okay, mummy."

A knock sounded on the door and I dropped my son on the couch, "That must be our dinner."

I went to the door and took the salver filled with our dinner from the guard. I took it into the dining and beckoned at Daniel, "Come on, Sweetheart, let's eat."

He joined me and we ate together, silently.

When we were done eating, I packed up the plates and returned them to my guards outside the door before returning to my son.

I took him to the bathroom in the room, bathed him, and dressed him up in his nightwear before bathing myself and dressing in mine, too.

I picked up my laptop and got on the bed with my kid.

I was sitting with my back relaxing on the headrest while my son lay beside me, hugging my legs as he shut his eyes.

"Good night, mummy."

"Good night, Sweetheart." I lowered my head and pecked his cheek.

I kept my fingers in his hair, massaging his scalp for him to have a peaceful sleep.

I set up my laptop with the other hand and the first thing I did was to search up who that man was.

I didn't bother to search for Darren anymore, I straightway searched for Gerald.

All my life after losing my daughter and gaining my feet into the celebrity world, I had been searching for Darren, and I didn't know his other names.

Since the day I had been searching for him, I never found anyone relating to him. Not for once, but today, I might be lucky.

After searching, a list of people popped up with their pictures, and funnily, his picture was the first one on the list.

I chuckled, "That guy is suspicious, who is he?" I questioned myself whispering, not wanting to wake my baby up.

I clicked on his profile and everything about him popped up on my scream.

Full name: Gerald Darren O'Reillys.

Age: 30 years old.

Height: 5.9 feet tall.

Business: Own several companies.

Net worth: 10 billion dollars.

Marital status: Single.

Hmm, interesting.

I scoffed, feeling so angry.

Who the hell is he and what did he want to me when he took my baby from me? Can't he adopt a child instead? What the fuck is his problem? I kept on fuming in my head.

I would have loved to fume it all out, but I don't want to wake my son.

I helped my son to sleep well, relaxing his head properly with a pillow holding his body in place, and guarding it to help him from rolling off the bed.

After seeing that my son was conveniently sleeping, I picked up my laptop and phone before heading to the sitting room, gently shutting the door behind me.

I dropped my phone on the couch and sat down with my laptop on my lap, I continued to check through his profile.

"How long has he been this wealthy?" I questioned myself.

I kept on searching, but instead of finding an answer to my question, I found something else, "He is the owner of O'Reillys' Fashion? No way!"

I picked up my phone and searched for my PA's line, then called him.

"What is the name of the company we are to sign with tomorrow?"

"O'Reillys' Fashion, madam." He replied to me.

"What! No fucking way!" I shouted, but then remembered my kid.

I swallowed it and lowered my voice, "Who is the owner of the company?"

"According to my investigation, it is not detected yet because it is a new company. They want you to work with other models to model out their designs before beginning their sales.

"But right now, I think Gerald O'Reillys is managing it, he is in charge of everything."

"Holy fuck! No, no way!"

"Madam, are you okay? Do you want me to cancel the appointment?"

I sniffled, "No," I was not crying, I just suddenly developed a catarrh.

"Do something else for me, help me to search for a very secure school for my son. He's very smart and can cope with anything. Also, he hasn't been to a school before, so he needs a friendly environment."

"Okay, madam."

I loved that he didn't question me about anything. He was very professional and I loved it.

"Good. Make sure you do that before tomorrow, please. We might be busy soon, and I love my son, I want to be sure he is very fine."

"I'll do everything like you want, madam."

"Alright, thank you."

I hung up.

I dropped the phone and palmed my face in thought, What am I going to do now?

First thing first, I want that money, it was a cool pay.

Secondly, I don't want to return to the States just yet.

I shivered and my eyes moist up when I thought about my daughter.

"How is she doing?" I hated that I had no answer to that question.

I picked up my laptop and searched more of his profile, trying to see if I could grab a glimpse of my daughter, maybe at least one picture of her.

My heart rose in pain when I saw a picture of a girl in one of his pictures. She was staring silently at him, and he lifted her in that picture.

A lone tear dropped from my eyes, My daughter is alive.

I had always had the negativity in my heart that my daughter must have died, but now, seeing that she was alive, I was happy.

My tears were of happiness.

Though I only saw her side view, it was worth all the while.

"My baby," I muttered tearfully caressed that picture, and sniffled my tears in and the mucus developing in my nose.

"My child," I muttered again.

I sniffled.

"Mummy." I heard Daniel call from inside, and I knew that it was time to sleep.

"Yes my love, I will join you in a jiffy," I replied to him.

I saved that picture, dropped my laptop on the couch, and picked up my phone before leaving for the room.

I laid beside him on the bed, pulled his body closer to my body and pecked his forehead, "Sleep tight, sweetheart."

"You too, mummy."

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I pulled Daniel's hand and led him to the car, "Take me to the company." I told my driver.

"Okay, madam."

I turned to Daniel and helped him to fix his hair.

"When will I start schooling, mummy?" He questioned me.

"On Monday. Everything will be set before then."

"Yay! Thank you, mummy."

I smiled at him, "Don't worry, mummy will make sure to always pick you up from school, I promise you will be so fine."

"I trust you, mummy."

I smiled at him again, and till we got to the company, we were silent and in each other's arms.

When we arrived, we alighted, and I saw my PA waiting for me while leaning on his car.

He moved closer to me immediately, he saw me, "Good morning, madam."

"Hey."

I helped Daniel put a jacket on since the weather was acting funny.

I turned to my PA, "Is there anything I should know before we go in?"

"Yes madam, kids are not allowed in with the models. There is a place designed for kids in the company." He told me.

I became very uncomfortable, "Why will kids be prohibited?"

"I don't know madam, it's boldly written in the company's contract."

I sighed, "Let's check out the place for the kids first before deciding."

"Okay, madam."

We followed the company's map and found the place on the first floor, just by the side.

The place was like a normal playing ground, not so crowded, but beautiful.

I turned to my kid to question him whether he would like to stay or not, but was welcomed with a beautiful smile on his face, "I love this place, mummy. Can I play?"

"Sure you can, only if you promise me you won't get off from Uncle Sean's eyes."

"I promise mummy, pinky promise."

We linked our baby fingers together, and in the next minute, he had run off to other kids while Sean, with two other guards, ran after him.

I stood there with my eyes fixed on him, not wanting to leave my child.

Won't he be stolen from me? I feared.

"He will be okay, madam, I can assure you with everything. I did a thorough research, and that was how I understood everything."

"Okay, if you say so. Let's go."

We walked away from the playground, walking side by side with my heels clicking on the floor behind me.

We entered an elevator while the guards took the stairs, before its door could close up, two people rushed over and stopped the process, rushing in.

They almost knocked me off, but thank goodness my PA helped me to balance.

"Hey? Are you blind?" I questioned the two ladies with a frown on my face.

They were not ready to apologize if I didn't call their awareness of what they did.

They both turned to me and I sucked in a breath when I saw the face of one of them, "Nina?" The name slipped off my lips.

Nina. Fuck?!

Why can't my stay in Italy be discreet? I don't want to see all these people I'm seeing. I thought and almost wept.

She scoffed and sized me up from head to toe.

"What are you doing here, Elsa? Let me guess, you're here to search for your baby's father." She mocked me.

I held her shoulders angrily and pushed her to the elevator's door in anger with my artificial nails digging into her shoulders.

"You're wrong, I'm here to put you where you truthfully belong, bastard!"

I pushed her to the floor and like the elevator and I were in mutual agreement, it opened to my satisfaction.

I stomped out but stopped to turn to her.

"Tell your parents I will be in their cage by tomorrow. I would love to see the face of the wicked man my mother married and to see what your homewrecker of a mother has turned my mother's company to."

"I will also be delighted to join in the family's celebration." With all my words fully spoken, I walked away with my PA and guards joining me.

When I saw I was away from Nina, I turned to my PA, "I will use a restroom first."

I walked away without waiting for his response.

I left to weep discreetly.