The call he did was to send a message, and the interpretation I could get to it was; the message splits into two parts;
-Superficial meaning; it said that I work in silence and don't show to people or anyone that I'm doing a good thing.
-Deep meaning; and it is not hundred percent true, but it made me worry too much because I began thinking that one of the closest people to me is not like he pretends.
-As I was walking in the middle of the street heading to my house, -or should I call it my castle; it was so big,- looking at the Capital's roads and houses; and wondering how they look so peaceful from the outside, and all the happiness is drawn on all the faces of the families there, I started talking to myself "How they can be happy? How they can live happily despite all the hurt and the damages they caused to others? Does one of them have any drop of consciousness, and aren't they feeling guilty?"
Too many accusations, and forgot about myself the most hypocrites one "And me… How I can forget myself…? The person who took corrupted money without giving a care about the people who suffered for it.
I indeed promised to leave all this business and throw the richness's life behind me, however, always there are priorities, I felt like I have a role in this, an important role, and I knew that if there were someone who can make the changes it's me.
So, I've decided to keep up with this life until I achieved my goals and give the rights to all the marginalized people, who struggle in this life, and who can't even find a respectful job to feed their families and their children.
But first, I needed to know who was the obstacle that the driver told me about, for the reason that I was so emotional and angry the only person who came to my head was Sara; and it was logical because the first day I meted her, a mentalist came for giving me hints and warned me, the illogical thing was that Sara didn't seem the kind of bad persons or the one who don't like poor, on the contrary, she supports poor people because she was one of them, I found myself in a puzzle that I needed to solve, and my biggest fears was that I might be creating a case based on a lie since I wasn't sure that's I decode the message correctly or even there was no code to decode.
When I ended thinking and returned from my mind's palace, I was looking at a big black gate made of stainless steel; even a tank can't break it, it was Birmingham's gate.
For security precautions, we weren't carrying a key to the gate, so we had guards and doormen.
I ringed the bell; the moment the doorman saw me opened the door and leaned forward with his green cap on his head and the official clothes on his slim body; when he looked at me, I saw his innocent Chinese eyes; he was too young, in a respectful accent he said, "Welcome! Sir," I used to be called me like this, but that was before I opened my eyes to the truth, "My friend, how old are you?" I asked in a calm accent.
He answered, "21 years old, sir!"
"Do you know how old I'm?" I asked again while putting my hand on his shoulder.
I made him confused and scared because my father was a cold man, and he had his ways to treat the workers; that's made all the people fear him.
He answered, "… I'm not sure, sir!" and a weird look showed on his face, it was the fear.
I wanted to get straight to the point since he was about to pee in his pants, "well, I'm 22 years old, that means that we are brothers, you can't call me sir, do you understand?"
"Sir, YES sir!" loudly he said.
"C'mon! We are not in the military; you can't treat me like my father, Hey! Everyone, come up here!" I began clapping and calling loudly, and all the guards came to see what was happening.
They surrounded me, I asked the young man I was talking to, "is that's all?" he nodded with his head affirmatively, "Yes."
I began speaking loudly in the middle of the guards' circle, "OK, then, since you are here, I'd like to clarify some points… As we all know, my father passed away, and yes he had his ways to handle things, but you have to know that I'm not my father… I'm a totally different person, so, you don't have to deal with me as you deal with Richard…" I smiled to remove the stressed atmosphere, and it worked because they smiled too "… As I said, I'm no Richard, I'm Joan…understood?"
They all shouted at once, "Yes Sir!"
"You are going to drive me crazy…! I'm no Richard and no sir… I'm Joan…ok?" they seemed confused about it.
Likewise, I continued, "Ok, let's repeat…understood?"
In a doubt, they said with a low voice, "Jo…an… ye's"
"I didn't like it, one more" I clapped with my hands.
They all shouted, "Yes, Joan!"
"What?" I tried to motivate them.
"Yes, Joan!" so they called again loudly.
"Well done! Now to your work…"
I patted on the doorman's shoulder while smiling and winked, so he smiled back.
I kept up on my way to the house, walking between the gardens; the door's house was a little far and the garden was also big; full of flowers and trees with a path in the middle which was covered by traditional tiles; just like in the cartoons and Disney movies.
It took me three minutes to get to the door, and when I got there I knocked and wait for the best woman in the world to came and open for me.