Poor Become to Billionare

"Boom!"

The sound of the bomb exploding echoed throughout the restaurant. The ground shook like an earthquake from the powerful tremors of the bomb.

"Andrew!" shouted Stella hysterically.

"Mom!" Scott shouted, making Stella even more panicked. She didn't know which one to choose.

Little Scott was still in the restroom, while she worried about her husband who was waiting in the hotel restaurant.

"Wait here, Scott! I'll be back!" exclaimed Stella, leaving the boy in the restroom.

"Andrew!" Stella yelled back.

The whole restaurant was in an uproar. Bodies were everywhere. The bomb had exploded right in front of the restaurant. There was panic. Everyone was running around, leaving Stella confused as she searched for Andrew.

"Oh my God, where is Andrew? Where was Andrew sitting?" asked Stella confused.

"Alexander!" Stella called out to her husband's assistant.

"Alexander! Andrew!" Stella shouted in the dusty room.

"Madam, what are you doing? Putting it away. The bomb might go off again!" exclaimed Alexander.

"Alex, where is Andrew? Where is your master?" asked Stella growing worried.

"I don't know, ma'am. Sir told me to catch up with you and the young master. Where is the young master?"

Stella came to her senses.

"Oh my God. I left him in the toilet. Alexander hurry! Oh God, I'm so careless! But where's Andrew?" Stella panicked.

Stella was torn between catching up with Scott in the restroom or finding Andrew, her husband.

"Alex, find Scott in the ladies' room. He's not done yet, I'm leaving. I'm going to find Andrew. Hurry up!" She ordered.

"Yes, ma'am!"

Alexander was about to leave, but he stopped.

"But, ma'am!"

"What else? Hurry up! What if the bomb goes off again?" Stella spoke frantically.

"It didn't. But, it's a ladies' restroom. What if there are a lot of women in it?"

"Oh my God, Alex. There's a bomb here, and you're still thinking that? Anyway, go find Andrew, and I'll pick up Scott. I'll meet you outside. You got it?" Stella commanded.

"Yes ma'am!"

Alexander hurried to find Andrew. He remembered which chair Andrew was sitting on. But Andrew could have survived and left the restaurant. However, his condition was not good, Alexander was sure that the bomb was in the restaurant. It could have been destroyed. So was Andrew.

When Alexander arrived at the restaurant, everything was destroyed. Even the front door was destroyed, Alexander shouted his master's name.

"Mr. Andrew, are you still here?"

There was no answer. Alexander didn't stop, he had to find Andrew.

"Here, Mr. Andrew was in this chair!"

Alexander reached the shapeless chair.

Even though everything was ruined, Alexander was pretty sure that his great master was there. So he estimated where Andrew might be. He counted and looked around the room. There were drooping bodies everywhere.

Alexander checked the bodies one by one and certainly didn't expect one of them to be his master.

Then,

"Oh my God, Mr. Andrew!" exclaimed Alexander in shock to find his master covered in blood.

Alexander carried the motionless body outside. He bravely walked through the nearly destroyed building. He didn't care if there were more bombs. Some people were yelling at him not to pass that way. But the door was the only way out. He had to go back in again to find out where his great mistress and young master were.

"Sir, I entrust my young master, if an ambulance comes, please take him to the nearest hospital. I will catch up soon. My great mistress and young master are still inside!" Alexander exclaimed leaving him to a police officer.

"Wait sir, don't go in! There's still a bomb!" the policeman shouted, ignoring Alexander.

Alexander didn't care about the shouts of the police and the shouts of everyone who was worried about him. He was more worried about the big lady and her young master who were still inside.

Alexander quickly took a thousand steps and headed for the ladies' room. The toilet had been destroyed. It looked like the second bomb came from the toilet. Alex was worried and immediately shouted the names of Stella and Scott.

"Stella! Scott! Are you guys in there?" Alexander shouted.

"Stella! Scott!"

Water was coming out of everywhere. The spark of electricity from the broken wires didn't scare Alexander. He went inside the ruined toilet, shouting Stella and Scott's names over and over again, but there was no answer. He came out desperate.

"Alexander! Alexander!" the voice sounded very weak. But Alexander could hear it very well.

He immediately searched for the source of the voice and found Stella crushed under the building. He pushed off the wall to save Stella and Scott in Stella's arms.

Scott was crying in Stella's arms. Alexander immediately took the little 5-year-old body into his arms.

"Take him away Alexander! Take him first!" Stella commanded weakly.

Stella's legs were crushed. Her head was leaking. Stella looked miserable. Scott cried hysterically at the sight of his mother.

"Don't worry Stella, I can take both of you at once. We'll go out together!" Alexander seemed confident in his words.

"No Alexander, it's a waste of your time and energy. We won't get out quickly. There are still bombs everywhere. I saw some in the toilets earlier. They will explode soon. Hurry

out with Scott. He must be safe Alexander!"

"I'll save you Stella. I'll take Scott and you too!" Alexander insisted.

"No arguments, Alexander! No arguments! Hurry out with Scott! He's more important than me! If Andrew survives, tell him I want to apologize. I won't survive.

Alex!"

"No Stella don't say that!"

"Go Alex! Take Scott! Don't waste time!" shouted Stella.

Alexander moved, carrying little Scott who struggled to be with his mother.

"Stella I'll be back!" cried Alexander.

"Don't bring him to my funeral, Alex. Don't show him to Andrew's family if Andrew doesn't survive. Hide her, Alex!"

"What do you mean, Stella?"

"This bomb, this mess. Andrew's been worried about this. They, I don't know who. I'm not sure. But hide Scott if Andrew dies too. Do you hear Alexander? Hide Scott. Don't tell me he's with you. Make him look like he's dead too. Raise him as your son, promise me Alex, promise me!" Stella pleaded. Something she rarely did.

"I promise!"

"Go away!" Stella shouted.

Alexander rushed outside with Scott in his arms. Suddenly the building shook. Then there was an explosion from above.

"Boooom!"

Panic struck again. People outside the building frantically scattered.

"Booom!"

This time the explosion was more powerful than before. The fire was on the lower floor where Alexander had come out earlier.

"Oh no. Stella!" Alexander shouted.