Lin Dynasty ... Chapter 15

Thanks to De Book Worm, I have been given Chapter 15 (rules here).

The earlier chapters:-
Chapter 1 – Lin Peh
Chapter 2 – PJ
Chapter 3 – Lilian
Chapter 4 – Cocka Doodle
Chapter 5 – Ah Pek
Chapter 6 – Helen
Chapter 7 – Zara’s Mama
Chapter 8 – King’s Wife
Chapter 9 – Seng Kor
Chapter 10 – LB
Chapter 11 – May
Chapter 12 - Fantasyflier
Chapter 13 - Jomel
Chapter 14 - Bkworm

Inside his humid and rather untidy study-room, Father Fanshee Yau wiped the sweat off his forehead as he looked at the strange group of people gathered before him: Flyboy who had earlier told Ahjomel matter-of-factly that he was her father, Ahjomel who had just been informed that she was going to be an heiress to a multi-million dollar estate, Inspector Boh Tong Kee who had brought the two of them together, and King’s Wife who had just helicoptered in with a pack of important looking documents.

“Alright,” said Father Fan softly, “are we all ready?”
“I think we are,” said Inspector Boh impatiently, “let’s bring all this to an end once and for all, Father. We have waited years for this moment.”
Father Fan let off a sigh, then whispered to his aide, an ugly looking hump-backed brute built like a bus, “Would you be so kind as to bring her in now?”
With a grunt, Humpy lumbered out and within minutes returned with a woman who looked like she had spent half her life inside a dungeon. She was too weak to stand and dropped on the floor like a ragged doll. The rest of the people gasped in shock. Ahjomel turned her face away instinctively, unable to continue looking at that wretched woman motionless on the floor.
“Oh my God,” exclaimed King’s Wife, “don’t tell me this is …?”
“You mean,” stuttered Flyboy, “you mean this is Ahmay, my other daughter? Oh no …!”

When the group had regained their composure, Father Fan put on a very old pair of reading glasses and turned his attention to the documents that King’s Wife had given him.
“According to this document,” he began, “Miss Ahjomel inherits a multi-million dollar estate provided she identifies Miss Ahmay as her sister, takes her home, and employs her as a maid. It’s as simple as that. Is that clear to you, Ms Ahjomel?”
“Crystal,” answered Ahjomel quietly, still covering her mouth with her silk hankerchief, trying not to be sick.
“Are you willing to take your sister home and employ her as a maid?”
“Of course,” replied Ahjomel, clearing her throat. Then slowly, she moved towards the wretched woman still on the floor, “Oh my poor Ahmay, what have they done to you? Everything is going to be alright, I promise. I’m taking you home now. Come.”
King’s Wife wiped a tear, Flyboy managed a weak smile, and Inspector Boh breathed a sigh of relief.

“Just a moment please,” said Father Fan, softly as ever. Turning to the woman on the floor, he said, “Now my child, would you kindly tell us who you are?”
“Ah … ah …” It was clear that she was trying to muster whatever strength she had left.
“Yes, my child,” coaxed the man of the cloth, bending down to her, “what is your name?”
“My name is … Ah …”
“Yes?”
“My name is Ahjomel. I am the real Ahjomel!”

It is my pleasure to pass the baton to our recent birthday boy, Mr Simple American! Belated Happy birthday, pal!