Daniel sat on the outpatient bed, all bandaged up, having just given his lawyer instructions to make a deal with the Meyers. It was a tedious move, but the way things were going, he was worried that his plans would be derailed, especially if George's old partner decided to bail him out.Michael's desperate move to get rid of him was an opportunity too good to pass up.If everything went according to plan, he'd be able to complete his tasks in a matter of days.The door slammed open without a knock, jolting him back to reality.Kendall and her uncle took the same steps in, and Kendal ran straight into Daniel's arms."Oh, Daniel, are you all right?" She inquired.Daniel awkwardly sat on the bed, unsure whether to hug her back or not. "I am fine, please do not worry," he replied, trying to push her away. He felt she was holding him too tightly.Josh cleared his throat, forcing Kendall to let go of Daniel."We thought you were dead," he said."Yes, the social media reports were all saying

"Hello," Daniel said as his smile faded into a thin line of displeasure. "I heard only Shelly was visiting you, so I thought of visiting you as a former classmate," he mocked.Michael looked up at the watch on the wall; it was almost 10 p.m., not normal hours for a visitation."I have a friend who knows someone who works here," Daniel stated.Michael's breath became ragged; if there were no bars between them, he would have not hesitated to choke the life out of the idiot."I heard George is hanging on to that useless company in exchange for your freedom?" Daniel went on mocking him.There was silence, with Michael trying by all his means not to allow his anger to get a hold of him."You just have to say the word, and I will help you persuade your father to let go of the stupid company," Daniel offered.Michael looked up at him, his anger subsiding a bit. He began wondering if there was something wrong with Daniel. Any enemy would not trade a dying company for his enemies' rotting in j

Having made Shelly believe that he was out of the country, Daniel sat next to his aunt's bed, telling her about his next phase of the plan.As far as everyone was concerned, he was in Israel visiting his aunt when, in fact, he was just in his hidden apartment for the past week plotting forward.He was very aware that Shelly was going nuts; it was only going to be days before her trial, and he wanted her to panic and see where her desperation would lead her. But him laying low was part of the plan; it was risky as he had no idea how Shelly would react, but he had plan B.Rexa had checked on George and confirmed he had enough pills to go as insane as they wanted him to go, but Daniel was waiting for the perfect moment to run him mad.His phone rang, and it was Zain; it had been a while since the two hung out."Hey dude, I heard that you were in Israel?" Zain asked.Daniel paused for a second, pondering Zain's tone. He was confirming rather than asking."Yes, I am in Israel," Daniel repl

As Michael fixed his gaze on Shelly, the room became suffocating. He had expected her to call everything a bluff, but she was dead serious.Something haunting was in her eyes, something he had never seen before. Shelly was always a tough, no-nonsense girl who wasn't afraid to take chances. But she appeared defeated and afraid of something.Everything was simply too much for him to take in at once."Listen to me, Michael," she said, "with your father in a mental institution, this leaves you in charge, and you can trade your freedom for the sinking company and, of course, the mansion.""But… but…?""Listen to me! I am not asking you to throw in the towel; we can get Daniel later, but now all your father's crimes and debt will be ours without this deal," she went on to explain."No, no, no," Michael cried out. His father's last visit had given him so much hope. He was very sure he had found a way to get them out of the ditch. He sounded so real, and there was no sign of a man who was lo

With his head stinging like someone had hit him with a wooden prank, George slowly opened his eyes. He held on to his head, trying to remember what happened or where he was, but his aching head was too much for him to remember.With much difficulty, he finally opened his eyes. The white walls and ceilings got his attention; he was definitely not in his room or office. He immediately ignored the aching head and got up, looking around his surroundings.The entire room was so white that it pierced his eyes. There was a tiny window in the corner of the room, and to his left was a tiny white table and a huge white door.He could feel his heart racing in his chest. He jumped out of bed when he realized the white clothes he was wearing were not the ones he had put on in the morning.He remembered putting on a black suit with his favorite lucky charm tie, not the clothes he was wearing. And neither did he remember entering the room he was in. Without hesitation, he ran to the huge door, try