The doctors quickly recognised that the man Malikha brought to the hospital was Aidan Caesar, a tycoon of Pegasus Enterprise and the only son of a high-ranking politician and business owner, Brandon Caesar. Mr. Caesar came down to the hospital and found the truth that his son was nearly dead due to an assassin's shots. Luckily, someone has saved Aidan from a miserable death.
"I want to see his saviour!" Brandon asked the doctor.
"She's in the waiting room."
Brandon followed the doctor, who introduced him to Malikha Swan. He was surprised to see that a girl with a petite look was saving his boy.
"This is Mr. Brandon Caesar, father of the man you saved earlier." The doctor briefly introduced Brandon to Malikha. Brandon stepped forward and then smiled broadly at her.
"My name is Brandon. What is your name, young lady?"
Malikha sweetly smiled at him and mentioned her name. But his look quickly changed into a wrinkle. "My name is Malikha Swan, Sir. Nice to meet you."
"Swan? Your last name sounds familiar to me." He kept holding her hand and staring into her eyes.
"I don't think so …."
"Hold on. Are you the daughter of Fiona Swan?" Malikha was shocked to hear him. How could he on earth know her mother?
"Yes," she murmured. Brandon changed to be sad and quickly put her into his arms. "I finally found you, Oh." Malikha looked confused for some moments.
Brandon brought her to the couch and explained everything. He convinced her that dear Fiona Swan was someone he loved very much. Now that her mother has passed away, Brandon finally met with her old long-lost love's daughter. After speaking to Malikha and getting brief information about her life, he decided to reward and protect her.
A few days passed, and Aidan was getting better. The surgery went well, and he is recovering faster. As a healthy man, Aidan would never give in to a bullet piercing his shoulder. He kept coming his way, cocking towards his exceptional strength.
"You will see, Dad. None of them could ever touch me. Xenom is nothing." Aidan yapped about himself while his left arm was in an arm sling to protect it from slight blows.
"Do not underestimate them, Aidan. You should not compromise by talking to one of them. They could attack you at any time." Brandon warned Aidan for his ignorance. Aidan only shrugged his shoulders and smirked.
"I'm okay, Dad. Don't worry too much."
"No, if someone didn't help you, you might die in the sewer. The press will never stop hunting us, destroying our reputation." Aidan now has a flat expression. He disliked the situation, but it was true. Aidan was so obsessed with his fine reputation in society. If he aspires to be the next politician and city mayor, he should start acting like a respectable man.
"Your incident has become a major problem now. When the public acknowledged that it was an attempted assassination, they would associate it with the gangster. You would never like what will remain." Brandon continued. Aidan listened carefully and then nodded.
"What do you suggest?" Aidan asked, getting more serious.
"I have an idea to cover this up. Let's say this is an unfortunate accident on your honeymoon vacation. Your idea of skiing caused you to go into a bad slide when you tried to help your wife." Brandon shouted out an idea he had been thinking about all night. Aidan was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
"Okay. I can marry Sierra soon …"
"Not her. I want you to marry Malikha Swan. She's your saviour!" Aidan quickly raised his eyebrows.
"What!"
"Sierra would never make it to the press like I've planned. She's too bold. But Malikha, she's innocent. She has an expression showing a trusty plot to them. Your business partner would love to see an innocent, lovely lady devoted to marriage."
Aidan surely could not cope with his father's plan. But he did not have a reason to reject the wedding. His girl, Sierra, was not marriage material. However, she did not mind staying as a mistress while Aidan was still married. When Aidan finally met his saviour, he said nothing but accepted the wedding plan.
Malikha accepted because she needed a place to stay. She could not afford her life anymore, and working in a bread store and bar did not cover her living expenses in the city. Furthermore, the marriage happened in secret. They signed the marriage papers without a celebration or a proper party. Yet, Malikha was happy because she married handsome, sweet Aidan.
On their wedding night, Aidan brought Malikha to his mansion. At first, he looked like a sweet husband who treated her dearly. Then it changed after they walked together to the main bedroom.
"Hey, Malikha Swan. Do you remember me?" Aidan asked with his slurped voice. Aidan is indeed tipsy after drinking a lot at their wedding ceremony. Malikha smiled at him and got closer. She intended to take off his bow tie. But Aidan let her hands off him, took the tux, and threw it away. His haughty expression had no longer made a smile on Malikha's face.
"Oh, I've been waiting so long to get this to you. I want to see your expression when you get to know who I am," he added with his evil grin.
"What do you mean?" Malikha confusedly asked.
"I'm the one you bullied 12 years ago in Woodgrant High School. The one that you and your boyfriend called, a snowball."
"What?" Malikha barely lost her voice. She was shocked to the core.
"Yes, it's me. Don't tell me that you forgot me. Oh, I will never forget how you and your boyfriend were humiliating me all the time. Innocent, huh? Dear you are not."
Malikha had never been so shocked in her entire life as when her nightmare returned. Although she left her old life and paid for her sins by having a miserable life, clearly Aidan did not take it as a count.
"I'm sorry," she murmured with blurry eyes, looking for compassion.
"No. You will see me like a devil, Malikha Swan."