Joshua got down to the car, Priscilla waved at him to wait for her but he shrugged her off.The car rolled off and at the patio of the Stark company, there were reporters, especially those that support Mr Bennett. Not fazed by the banners and the crowd fighting for the man that he deserved something better."This is what these mosques ate ever good at slandering and taking what belongs to others.''"Good morning Mr Stark." The receptionist greeted him and then closed the double glass door instantly, the troops of the crowd clumped to it demanding access."Wrong perception, slander, they fucking believe whatever lies the media passes out to them and because of their verdict they are here claiming to be here for that fraud."He hit the palm of his hand furiously on the table causing all rattle at the lighter edge.Miss Laura, saw the vengeance and anger in his eyes, instead, she stood her ground and gulped with the millions going on in her head before moving closer to Joshua."This is

On his way home he swings by hob the small black market that operates in an abandoned warehouse that once held coal.It was down the side when they came up with a more efficient way to transport and move the coal, the Hob interrogated if the government took the place. Most marketers are still closed by that time but then after a long wait Joshua going through his laptop found something he shouldn't see. This place is highly intriguing. Here stocks were sold and exchanged at a higher value. So if you have a stock in your local currency it is easy to sell it for a higher price.The first expression you will have is that the coal refining is ongoing.They easily shot a glare at him, painting him as a suspect in their illegal business, Joshua's hand tucked in his suit."What brought you here?" The man that wore a leather jacket and leather globe asked."Do you have a new partner?" He said without rolling his eyes."Not your kind, you prove a threat." The man double-crossed him, his ches

Joshua blinked his eyes and focused on Mr Hudson working out a second consideration. He hurried his gaze to Mr Edinburgh.Me Edinburgh had his gaze to the floor and dares not look Joshua in the face, This was way tougher than he could imagine. With a demureness, Joshua linked his eyes over scanning Mr Hudson as he steps closer to him."Well well, I never imagined you would die for my trick Joshua Stark." The man snorted, grazing through the paper, Mr Edinburgh quickly handed it to him.Joshua felt that the man would never have hit such a soft spot with Mr Hudson. He flung himself to one side. "Always never caught unfresh."With a corresponding gaze at the corner there sits an awkward biker, he says on the edge of one of the plush chairs.He is a big broad shoulder, a grown man with scars running through his face from the years of working in the coal house.That look on his face surmounted to death. Mr Edinburgh was very much aware of everything like a snake he was, he curled up at o

Mr Hudson is back without Joshua. On a second glance, it is revealed to the shocked Pamela that there is no relationship between a hammer and a rock, eventually one ends up breaking the other."You didn't let him in there to be smashed to ashes." Pamela cries clinging to his arm."You're walking out of me when I'm fucking asking you!" Pamela sounds grumpy and irritable to him. Mr Hudson flung her out of his way.She held his hand. "Stop!" She demands."Who are you talking about, wife?" Pamela threw her face at the word."Seriously you don't act innocent!" He released her gripped and staggered with the broken flesh and torn-apart clothes."I don't care, you came all the way here to inquire about an outsider?" He said.They yanked them apart and slammed the door, Pamela wouldn't have known anything as he did not speak relating to Joshua, the very fact he denied him before the police.She bit her finger at the tip and her opposite stood an ambulance. Inside the stretcher on an ambulance,

"I'm sorry but I have to take that call, aunt Miriam." Joshua excused himself from his family members' midst. Aunt Miriam's eyes trailed after him.With a suspicious look that can't be put together, aunt Miriam shrugs and says. "I can't trust this to not have gotten himself into something." The file weighed on Derek.Recounting her finger to a mount she hit it onto the table causing a small rattle. This was so gullible it can't force a dent through a Marshmallow."Mother, I told you you can't do any serious job, I wonder how we would have survived if we were poor or middle class." Priscilla rolled her eyes.Aunt Miriam shrugs at her daughter. "The thin thread of time made that seep out of your mouth. In essence, you shouldn't remain idle raising theories that are far more sparse that makes me want to throw this at you." She scooped the plate in her hand."Mother, you can't hit me or throw me away. Besides, we are rich, I was only reminding you how blessed you are." She shone her perfe