Daddy’s Hot Sauce

His mother crossed both of her arms and sarcastically stared at him.

“You are stupid, not knowing that you are not a real blooded Winston family,” then, she laughed and continued,

“Just like your mother who sacrificed herself just for the sake of others. Stupid!” she exclaimed and laughed loudly.

Anders was in disbelief about what he found out, he was clenching his jaws and fist while staring at his mother who was laughing evilly at this moment.

He was trying to figure out himself on how he got this far without knowing his true identity. He wanted the truth and nothing else. All the hardships he went through were now on his head and felt it was wasted, ’cause he was thinking of it as the way of his revenge to his family.

Then, it seemed like no words nor sound were coming inside his ears so, he looked at his mother who kept on talking in front of him and pushed him, but he did not hear anything.

He walked outside the house with his perplexed mind, people were staring at him as he did not have his cap to cover himself anymore.

George saw the crowd was now forming around Anders Winston so he got out of the car and quickly moved toward Anders to protect him from the crowd.

“Out of the way!”

“No photos please!”

People knew he was the famous Anders Winston and few took photos of him. George was not able to handle the crowd as he was alone with Mr. Anders Winston who was still not himself at this moment.

“Mr. Winston?”

“Bear with me, so we can get out of here. People are taking you photos.”

Anders realized about it and looked at the crowd who was now staring at them and taking photos of him. He lightly shook his head and was trying to get himself back in the presence where he was.

“Mr. Winston!” George tapped his shoulders a couple of times just to get him back.

“L-Let’s go,” Anders stood firm and walked away.

George nodded his head and was worried about the crowd so when tey both reached the car George immediately used his phone and called someone to fix the crowd in their location.

“No photos and leaked of his information about his appearance in the location, understood?”This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

While Anders was staring out of nowhere and was having a hard time to chew all the information and the voice of his mother kept on echoing through his entire head.

George was staring at Mr. Winston in the mirror as he was on the drive seat. He did not say any words as he could see his instability right now and drove the car away from the place and while on the road he was keeping his eye on Mr. Winston at the back seat.

“Mr. Winston?” George said and was trying to get his attention.

Anders looked at him through the mirror and said, “At the bar,”

George lightly shook his head and let out a heavy sigh and did not utter any words at all and just like everybody he obeyed him.

George knew him for the past ten years and since he started working in the Winston family, he witnessed the ups and downs of Mr. Winston. All his hardships that he put on the family and the company was unmeasurable.

The car had stopped in the most high-end bar in the metro and Anders got off the car as for him with his perplexed mind. Anders wanted his throat and mind to be filled up by alcohol and be drowned by it just to forget everything that has been running around him.

He sat in the usual place he had in the bar and looked around his surroundings while the waiter handed him the liquor that was mixed by three brands on a glass with a slice of fruit on the side of it. Right now, he could hear the loud music and the noise that was surrounding him but he did not mind about it and kept on pouring the liquor on his throat.

When he was done, he pointed to the liquor that was on the shelf and said, “Give me that bottle!” he commanded.

The waiter has nothing to do with him even though he saw him drunk and with his tender eyes due to liquor.

Anders felt something in him as the liquor was now hitting his sanity. He looked around and saw the dance floor filed with women dancing to the beat of the music, and his eyes were pinned on the woman at the dance floor.

“Emily?”

He whispered and made his jaws clenching as he saw her dancing with another man. A tight grip on his palm while walking toward the dance floor and quickly pushed the man away from Emily.

“Hey!” shouted by the woman behind him.

Anders pulled her arm and walked fast toward the car park.

“Let go of me!”

But he was deaf enough to hear her pleading behind him, instead he pushed her toward the wall and pressed himself against her and kissed her lips.

Anders was drowned by the liquor and the problems he had, so he pinned her wrist on the wall and kissed her deeply.

“Anders,”

A soft voice from behind made Anders furrowed his brows and when his vision were clear, his eyes widened and pulled back himself. He stepped back with his heart pounding fast and saw Emily on the other side.

A sarcastic smile was now on Emily’s face as she witnessed what had happened at the parking lot with Anders and the woman. She turned her back and tears were now streaming down on her cheeks so she quickly wiped it all off and was about to walk away when someone held her wrist from behind.

“Emily, I can explain this-” Anders said and gently pressed her wrist.

Emily did not utter any words. Instead, she turned and pulled back her arm in a violent way and let her palm be on his cheeks. It was strong enough for her to feel the heat on her palm after hitting his face.