Attention 2

"Where is Richard?" she inquired as soon as she spotted them.

"We don’t know, ma'am he asks us to go back." One of them muttered with his leg wobbling.

"And you listened to him? Go and look for him, you fools, and don’t come back until you find him." She snapped, and they ran out of the house.

The press started showing up on the bridge, filming Richard as he stood at the narrow end of the bridge. The place was crowded with a lot of people blocking the road, and a police van came and parked on the other side of the road, marshaling the crowd.

Richard looked back at the people. He was scanning them with his eyes, looking for Chelsea.

Mr. Kingston was in his big office, which had glass windows and marble floors. It was neat and spotless.

He was packing money into a briefcase on his desk when the news came on.

He shoved the last bundle of cash into the briefcase and looked up at the TV.

"Richard Kingston, the famous model, is trying to commit suicide on the city bridge. How will a man that has everything think of taking his life, Let's have a closer look at him. " The reporter said as they put the camera on his face, sweat was forming on his forehead as he looked into the bridge.

"Shit!! What is this boy thinking, I thought we had already talked about this. " Mrs. Kingston lamented and closed the briefcase.

He took his phone from his drawer and dialed Mrs. Kingston’s number.

"Hello, honey." She beamed.

"Don’t honey me, where is Richard?" He inquired coldly.

"He's sleeping in his room." She muttered.

"Whom are you lying to? He is on the news. " He said, and she gasped.

"You don’t have anything to say? cat got your tongue?" he added.

"What is he doing on the news?" she asked bluntly.

"See that for yourself," he stated coldly.

"But honey, he has…." He didn’t allow her to finish her sentence when he hung up. He dialed Richard's number, staring at the TV screen, and he picked up the call after struggling to take his phone out of his pocket. His hands were trembling.

"Richard! What is wrong with you? Why are you trying to end your life on national TV." he said in a cold tone.

"Dad, I am just using this to get Chelsea’s attention," Richard muttered in a low tone.

"What if she doesn’t show up?" he inquired.

"Then I will have to do it," Richard replied bluntly.

"I heard she has a new boyfriend. How about I kidnap him for you." Mr. Kingston said in a cold tone.

"Seriously? Can you do that for me?" Richard inquired, his voice shaking.

"Stop this madness and go home to your mother. I will call you when I get home." Mr. Kingston said and hung up.

Raymond collapsed on the bed while watching TV, laughing so hard that water came out of his eyes.

"Sir, why are you laughing so hard?" Mr. Josh asked, standing at the door.